Chapter 201: As expected, the wife still doesn't despise him

Pei Yan Ting told her younger sister about this hard-to-speak-of dream while her husband went to the kitchen to get a knife.

The dream felt too real; she almost felt the bride's heart-wrenching despair as if it were her own.

After waking, her scalp went numb, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

She had heard that sometimes dreams are reflections of a past life.

If there is a man who constantly entangles you, that is a yin peach blossom.

A yin peach blossom is the man from a past life who constantly entangled you.

Because that past life ended in regret, you dream of him, reminding you of his existence and that you once had a relationship.

"Really? A yin peach blossom?"

Shen Man widened her eyes; she had originally been listening to her sister-in-law talk about dreaming, which she found strange.

Now she suddenly felt goosebumps rise on her arms—scary, oh no, is it creepy or what!

"I also heard it from our department's senior sister; who knows if it's true, but lately I've just been unable to sleep well, it's killing me."

Pei Yan Ting sighed wistfully; if she hadn't quit smoking, worried that smoking would affect the baby's development, she would have liked to smoke two whole cigarettes to calm her nerves.

The weather is nice today, and since she's on the day shift, she has the day off.

Early this morning she woke the man sleeping spread-eagle in the guest room and had him bike her around Sea Island to soak up the sun.

As the saying goes, sunlight belongs to yang energy; absorbing more yang might dispel the yin clinging to her.

Holding a kitchen knife, Lu Xiu Bai strode excitedly into the main room, caught only a snippet of the conversation, and immediately chimed in:

"Wife, you're not sleeping well? I can go back to the master bedroom to keep you company—I sleep well!"

"Huh?"

Shen Man widened her eyes, incredulously looking at her brother and sister-in-law—do they sleep in separate rooms?

Pei Yan Ting almost choked, glared, and warned: if you keep talking nonsense, you'll never be allowed back in the master bedroom!

At that moment, the courtyard gate was pushed open.

Jiang Ye, returning with a load of firewood, happened to see his unreliable uncle brandishing a kitchen knife, and immediately shouted:

"Lu Xiu Bai! Put the knife down—what's the meaning of you brandishing a knife?"

"Brother-in-law, I'm taking the knife to cut watermelon for my younger sister and my wife—what are you getting angry about?"

"This isn't a military camp; Lu Xiu Bai isn't afraid."

"Wait, I misspoke—this isn't the army; he's not afraid even in a unit!"

"Cutting watermelon?"

Jiang Ye set the firewood down by the woodpile, looked toward the main room, and from this angle could see the watermelon on the table—apparently he had misunderstood, and his tension eased a little.

"Yeah, this is the watermelon I specially traded for with an old neighbor; it's old and crisp—didn't my younger sister say she hadn't gotten to eat sweet melon before?"

Lu Xiu Bai nodded; although he's simple-minded, he's not an idiot, right?

Out of the blue, he wouldn't actually brandish a knife at his younger sister.

"Oh, I misunderstood—go on."

After figuring out the reason, Jiang Ye didn't keep holding onto it.

He was sweaty and smelly, so he decided to take a shower before going back inside.

"Younger sister, tell me the truth—has this Jiang Ye guy been bullying you behind your back?"

Lu Xiu Bai, sounding a bit nervous, lowered his voice to ask, feeling that his brother-in-law's condition today seemed off.

"Huh? Brother, why would you think that Jiang Ye would bully me?

"Maybe it's because I've been getting up at night lately, affecting his sleep quality, so he's more tired and not in good shape."

Shen Man naturally defended her husband, dispelling her brother's worries.

"In that case, I'll cut him some extra watermelon later—watermelon is sweet, and eating it will improve his mood."

Seeing his sister's sincere attitude, Lu Xiu Bai curled his lip, feeling like he was lifting a rock only to drop it on his own foot.

If he had known his status in the family was now the lowest, he wouldn't have let Jiang Ye pick up his sister!

"Wolfish ambition!"

He had barely gotten used to having his sister back when she was snatched away again.

Now his sister's heart is completely wrapped around Jiang Ye; as her brother, where does he still have a place in her heart?

Boo-hoo-hoo, turning grief and anger into cutting melon.

With one knife stroke, the watermelon split open, and sweet juice poured out from the cut, temptingly so.

"Not bad—this melon is ripe, the old neighbor didn't lie to us; next time we'll go trade with him again."

Pei Yan Ting commented, "Over the years on Sea Island, I've eaten plenty of watermelon."

"But due to various factors, I've rarely eaten a ripe one."

"It seems my husband's special constitution is still quite effective."

"Stepped in dog poop with one foot, and the next foot bought a good melon."

Upon hearing his wife's words, Lu Xiu Bai almost couldn't hold back, and said awkwardly:

"Fine, but don't complain later about my feet stinking from stepping in dog poop."

"......"

What did Shen Man hear?

She uncertainly glanced at her brother's shoes, then sniffed.

"Don't sniff—I washed my shoes when I came back."

Lu Xiu Bai tried to act pitiful toward his sister, but she stepped back, then stepped back again.

So, does love fade away?

"Brother, I'm not slightly disliking you; I really do dislike you. Stand there, don't move—no, step back a few steps."

Shen Man's words were incoherent, she covered her nose; even the melon isn't fragrant anymore.

"Is this right?"

Lu Xiu Bai's mouth twitched, he stared at his sister in disbelief, then glanced at his wife.

As expected, his wife still doesn't dislike him.

Pei Yan Ting calmly ate the melon, spitting out the seeds.

It's not that she doesn't dislike it; she's grown accustomed to the smell of the stinky durian over the past couple months.

So, there's nothing to dislike about her off-key husband.

"What are you chatting about?"

Jiang Ye came back after showering, changed into a white tank top, casual seven‑quarter work pants, slipped on slippers, and entered the house steaming with water vapor.

Possibly because he used soap, his body still gave off a lemon scent.

Compared side by side, Lu Xiu Bai only has his face going for him.

In every other respect he is completely defeated.

"Nothing much, son‑in‑law, hurry up and sit down to eat the melon—this one we bought today really tastes good, save some seeds; next year we'll try planting watermelons in the yard."

Pei Yan Ting remained calm, gestured for her husband to sit farther away, then attended to her sister and son‑in‑law sitting down to talk.

"Yeah, what my sister‑in‑law said makes sense; later I'll wrap the seeds in wood ash, stick them on the wall as a coating, and next year try planting them in the yard to see how it goes."

Jiang Ye helped his wife sit beside him, picked a prime piece of watermelon, and handed it to her.

Then he echoed her words, taking his sister‑in‑law's advice to heart.

This method of preserving seeds is very old.

It's hardly seen nowadays, but the germination rate is high.

Neither Pei Yan Ting nor the Shen siblings knew, and they weren't sure if it would work, but no one questioned Jiang Ye.

In their hearts and eyes, Jiang Ye never boasts; he is a very reliable person.

"By the way, sister, remember to go to the hospital for a prenatal check‑up tomorrow; our Military Region Hospital is launching a three‑day free prenatal check‑up event—don't miss it."

"Okay, then I'll come again around nine tomorrow morning."

"Sure, then it'll be on the second floor in obstetrics and gynecology—no need to be nervous, just a routine check‑up."

"Mm, okay."

Shen Man actually has nothing to worry about; since becoming pregnant, the babies in her belly have been very well‑behaved, and their pulse is strong.

Even after the master and uncles checked her pulse, they said she's very healthy, no need to worry—just take good care of the pregnancy.