Chapter 14: Madam, Please Restrain Yourself

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Robbery?
That thought crossed everyone's mind when Yanwen Su devoured five fish in one sitting.
The sound of the neighbor sharpening his knife was truly loud.
Sharpening the knife, sharpening the knife...
The fish sizzled on the grill...
From time to time, Yanwen Su would even demonstrate breaking a firewood stick with a single punch.
“Going for it?”
Someone swallowed nervously and asked.
The person next to him shook his head vigorously: “No... better not. This isn’t the cowardly Yanwen Su anymore.”
“He’s... possessed by the snow ghost, a madman now.”
Indeed!
Back in the day, they would have already jumped in to snatch the fish.
Cuilan Su gritted her teeth, thinking that if it were before, they wouldn’t even need you to come inside; it would have been dealt with internally long ago.
The expressions on everyone’s faces were quite something.
Yanwen Su had just finished grilling the last fish.
He stretched lazily, loosened up his muscles, and kicked the fire pit.
“Everyone, enjoy your chat. I’m going to sleep now. Goodbye.”
With that, he took the remaining five grilled fish and went straight inside.
Grass and Yue Zhao were still crouching at the door, trembling.
Being blocked by several villagers in the courtyard, who wouldn’t be afraid?
“Are you two crazy? Trying to freeze me to death? Why don’t you close the door!”
A furious shout.
Compared to the villagers, Yanwen Su was clearly more terrifying.
The door slammed shut with a bang, cutting off the biting wind outside.
Yue’e Zhao held her daughter’s hand, standing obediently at the door, feeling helpless.
Yanwen Su handed out two sticks, one with three fish, the other with two.
“Take these and eat.”
“They’re really awful.”
Fearing he would feed it to the dogs again, Grass quickly took them.
She gave the three fish to her mother and kept the two for herself.
She ate every bite carefully, savoring the delicate flavor.
The aroma of the fish spread through her mouth, and suddenly, the miserable childhood she had endured seemed brighter.
After several bites, she innocently said, “Daddy, it’s not bad. It’s really tasty!”
“This flavor must be the best in the world.”
Such naïve words were both heart-wrenching and amusing.
Yanwen Su shook his head. “How can this be good? The best thing in the world is salt.”
“All food isn’t fragrant without salt.”
“Salt?” Grass tilted her head. “Is that the salty stuff? Grandma’s house used to have a little, but then it was gone.”
“Can’t even afford food now, who has money to buy salt?” Yanwen Su sighed.
The Su household.
Cuilan Su married off, father and brother worked in town and rarely returned in a year.
Only Miao Qin was left at home.
The three of them lived cramped in a thatched hut resembling a cowshed, feeling suffocating.
At the mention of salt, Yue’e Zhao immediately lowered her head.
In a low voice she said, “Husband, we gave mother the last three wen coins half a month ago.”
“And salt is official salt only, which is expensive.”
“Using illegal salt is punishable by death.”
Yue’e Zhao’s voice grew softer and softer.
Salt was not just a seasoning but a necessity.
One couldn’t keep eating tasteless food forever.
“Come here.”

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Yanwen Su beckoned Grass over.
Just as they said they had no money to buy salt, Yanwen Su called her close.
Yue’e Zhao’s already taut nerves tightened again.
Quickly she said, “Don’t... don’t set your sights on Grass. She’s still so young.”
“I can do many things — I can wash clothes and sew...”
Yue’e Zhao became emotional, nearly begging on her knees.
Yanwen Su was used to such situations.
He didn’t want to explain much.
He simply untied the bamboo tube at his waist and handed it to Grass.
Grass looked and exclaimed with delight, “This is Uncle’s.”
“Mine.”
Yanwen Su wasn’t happy. “I exchanged three fish for it.”
“Wow, it looks so pretty! The outside is a cotton bag made by Aunt Zhang.”
Grass said happily, taking it.
“Don’t praise the bamboo tube; look inside,” Yanwen Su said discontentedly.
Seeing Grass hopping around so cutely, Yanwen Su liked it from the bottom of his heart.
A little jealous, he said, “All you talk about is how amazing Dalang is, but the fish I caught are the real prize.”
Fish inside?
Grass looked suspicious and carefully opened the lid.
Seeing the fish swimming like sprites inside, she gasped, “So beautiful.”
“I’ve never seen such beautiful fish before.”
Then she turned to Yanwen Su and gave him a thumbs-up.
“Daddy is amazing!”
“My daddy must be the greatest fishing immortal to catch such pretty fish.”
“No one else’s daddy is better than mine.”
The flattery was intoxicating.
How happy!
What to do?
Unable to restrain himself, Yanwen Su excitedly scooped up his daughter and planted a kiss on her cheek.
So soft and warm.
“Ah!”
Yue’e Zhao let out a terrified scream.
Agitated, she said, “What are you doing?”
Dropping the fish, she rushed over and grabbed her daughter into her arms.
Grass was clearly frightened too.
Yanwen Su’s sudden intimate gesture scared her stiff.
Yue’e Zhao gently put Grass down and said in a trembling voice, “Grass, be good. Go to Aunt Zhang’s house and play with the boys.”
“Don’t come back unless I call you.”
Grass nodded numbly.
Clutching the bamboo tube tightly with both hands, her big eyes stared at Yanwen Su, lost in thought.
Then she turned and ran outside.
Yue’e Zhao was still trembling violently.
She shivered as she closed the door, then walked toward Yanwen Su.
Yanwen Su was baffled.
After all, he was Grass’s father!
Was it really necessary?
Did fathers in ancient times not hold their daughters?
“H-Husband...”
Yue’e Zhao approached trembling, suddenly dropped to her knees.
Yanwen Su was startled. What was this about?

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“It’s my fault. I should have given it to you yesterday. I made you hold it in all day again.”
“I... I’m doing it now.”
“Please, husband, don’t treat Grass like that anymore... she... she’s your own daughter!”
Ah-ha?
Even Yanwen Su’s slow mind caught on.
It turned out Yue’e Zhao saw herself as some kind of beast, and didn’t spare even her own little daughter.
Suddenly a surge of anger welled up inside him.
His fury at the original owner, the helplessness of not being able to strike out at himself.
If he weren’t unsure whether death would bring him back to his original world, he truly wished to drown the original owner.
His mind cursing the original owner’s ancestors for eighteen generations.
Kneeling on the ground, Yue’e Zhao’s face was deathly pale as she began undressing.
She unbuttoned her clothes, revealing bruises fading on her skin.
The original owner was such a beast to even beat her!
She didn’t cry, only forced out a smile far worse than tears.
She reached out to undress Yanwen Su.
With that forced smile, she said pathetically, “Husband, I will take good care of you.”
“You like to see me smile, so I’ll smile.”
“As long as you spare Grass, I can even give her a bite to eat in the future.”
“I... I can do anything.”
She said this and moved closer.
Yanwen Su’s hair stood on end with fear.
He was not the kind of man to be so casual.
In his previous life, besides his wife, he had never touched another woman.
Such matters required feelings.
He hastily stepped back, face stern, and shouted, “Have some self-respect.”
“Self-respect?” Yue’e Zhao was utterly confused and even more uneasy.
At this moment, Yanwen Su seemed scarier than when he had beaten or scolded her before.
Even a single glance before would reveal his wicked intentions.
But now, Yue’e Zhao could not fathom the man before her.
“Husband, if you have any requests, just say.”
Yue’e Zhao spoke cautiously.
Yanwen Su turned away, ears slightly flushed. “Put your clothes back on.”
After saying that, he opened the door.
He was still a man after all!
He couldn’t remain indifferent to a woman’s body.
The wind blew, and his mind calmed down.
“Husband, come inside, it’s cold out here.”
When Yue’e Zhao called again, her voice was much calmer, but her gaze toward Yanwen Su still held suspicion.
By now, she was fully dressed.
Yanwen Su breathed a sigh of relief, returned inside, and lay down on a bench to rest.
The wound on his hand throbbed faintly.
But the exhaustion was far more intense than the pain.
He closed his eyes and dozed off.
“Daddy, mommy.”
A clear, cheerful voice came from the door.
Grass quickly pushed the door open and entered happily.
“Daddy, look what I have!”
Her small hands carefully held something, presenting it like a treasure, raised high.