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My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!

Chapter 244 - 246 Hunger, Thirst_1
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Chapter 244: Chapter 246 Hunger, Thirst_1

The next day, Tan Zhenghong was still ready to tidy up the homestead, but he got dragged up the mountain by Qiao Duo’er instead, as the mountain muntjac hadn’t had any meat for several days due to the recent busyness with the house.

Tan Zhenghong first set up snares in the bamboo forest, and then he went up the mountain with Qiao Duo’er.

While he hunted on the mountain, Qiao Duo’er searched for medicinal herbs and picked mushrooms on the side.

It was autumn now, and there were many mushrooms in the mountains, which, once picked and dried, could be eaten for a long time.

Without modern greenhouse planting techniques and a less diverse variety of vegetables compared to future generations, there would be very few vegetables to eat in winter; that’s when you really appreciate how delicious mushrooms are.

The two of them worked on their own tasks yet occasionally kept an eye out to ensure the other was within sight.

Occasionally, their gazes met, and a wave of indescribable emotion slowly began to grow.

Before long, Tan Zhenghong had caught two wild pheasants, and Qiao Duo’er’s basket also contained half a basket of mushrooms, along with a significant discovery.

"I found soap grass!"

Tan Zhenghong nodded, but his eyes lit up immediately—it was one of the herbs they hadn’t managed to buy at the herbal shop.

Um... once he found Star-of-Bethlehem, he could love his wife without any reservations!

Tan Zhenghong immediately ran over to where Qiao Duo’er was, and on the ground was a plant that looked almost indistinguishable from the weeds around it.

But in his eyes, it was even more beautiful than flowers!

"Wife, how do you dig this up?" Tan Zhenghong’s heart pounded.

Qiao Duo’er cleared her throat, "However you like."

Tan Zhenghong took the dagger from Qiao Duo’er’s hand, carefully dug around the dirt, then used his hands to clear the dirt around the roots, and a whole plant of soap grass was dug out.

It was rare for a man to be so meticulous. 𝔫𝖔𝖛𝖕𝔲𝔟.𝔠𝖔𝖒

Qiao Duo’er said with a mischievous smile, "That... didn’t you notice that there’s a cluster of it over there?"

Soap grass wasn’t rare at all; it grew in clumps in the primeval forest.

Its primary use was to act as a spermicide, and now that everyone was trying hard to have children, there was no need for it, so it was normal that the herbal shop didn’t stock it.

Tan Zhenghong followed the direction Qiao Duo’er pointed and indeed saw a large cluster of grass that looked just like the one he was holding.

Woof... he suddenly felt like an idiot for treating this herb as if it were a treasure.

"I was just too happy," Tan Zhenghong explained weakly.

At that moment, all he could think about was that his wife found the soap grass; how could he have the energy to notice anything else?

Qiao Duo’er wanted to say that she hadn’t noticed the cluster next to them either.

Could it be interpreted that she, like Tan Zhenghong, was also looking forward to their wedding night?

"Dig some more, it will still be effective when dried and stored," said Qiao Duo’er somewhat unnaturally, feeling like she was indeed a lascivious woman!

The normal thing to do would be not to tell Tan Zhenghong that it was soap grass, so she could keep delaying their consummation.

But not only did she tell him, but she also asked him to dig some more, to keep for future use.

Was she scared that they wouldn’t be able to be intimate if they ran out of the herb later?

Cough cough, she had been led astray by Tan Zhenghong.

Qiao Duo’er just wanted to sew her mouth shut now!

Tan Zhenghong, unaware of Qiao Duo’er’s thoughts, swiftly dug up a small handful of soap grass and then asked, "Wife, is this enough?"

"It’s enough for you to eat for two years," Qiao Duo’er rolled her eyes.

Who needs so much? Her plan was to stop taking the herb after a year and have a little Bun.

But Tan Zhenghong had no such thoughts and muttered, "That’s good, we can come back to dig more next year."

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