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My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!

Chapter 836 - 839: Chicken Soup for the Soul
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Chapter 836: Chapter 839: Chicken Soup for the Soul

Tan Zhenghong immediately understood Duo’er’s meaning—he had cooked dinner, and his body must definitely be covered in a mix of cooking fumes and sweat.

And it was precisely this that his wife and child couldn’t stand. He was wrong and immediately went to take a bath.

"Wife, I’ll take a bath, and then you can punish me afterward, okay?"

Qiao Duo’er did not express her opinion, so Tan Zhenghong could only dejectedly head to the washroom.

He didn’t notice the cunning smile on her face, sly as a fox.

Alas, it was only because Tan Zhenghong was too honest.

Or rather, he didn’t have a single scheme in front of Duo’er.

Guessing that Tan Zhenghong would soon be done, Qiao Duo’er put aside her book and faced the wall, feigning sleep.

Her little treasure had said she needs to stay mad for three days!

Tan Zhenghong didn’t notice anything unusual, just wore a face of resignation, and then lay beside Duo’er.

Being able to fall asleep while embracing his own wife was already the greatest comfort for him. 𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒑𝒖𝒃.𝙘𝙤𝒎

Qiao Duo’er felt a slight cool breeze and the broadness of his chest; her heart slightly sweetened, and then she slowly drifted into a deeply sweet slumber.

That night, she even dreamt of a fair and plump little bun crawling towards her, babbling words she couldn’t understand—its tiny appearance was overwhelmingly adorable!

Maybe... probably that little bun was the one in her belly.

This is what Duo’er thought in her dream.

The next morning, Qiao Duo’er, with Almond in tow, took a carriage into town.

She was afraid she wouldn’t be able to hold back and would forgive Tan Zhenghong by accident, but it was still two days until the agreed time.

If it made the little bun angry, it might never appear in her dreams again.

Almond couldn’t help but advise, "Madam, I think the Fourth Master really knows he was wrong. Why don’t you forgive him?"

"How come you’re at home for only two days? I gave you three days off."

Qiao Duo switched the subject.

Almond spoke with drooping eyelids, "That place is not my home anymore; it’s better to come back early."

In that home, everyone was courteously distant, and she had become a stranger.

"Actually, it’s nothing. I was also sold by my parents to Tan Zhenghong as a wife," Qiao Duo said with a slight smile.

She hoped her current state of life could comfort Almond.

Almond’s mouth dropped open, her face full of disbelief. How could someone as excellent as the Madam be sold?

"I used to be a bit foolish, and I even had a fierce outbreak of carbuncles on my face. Just as my little brother fell ill, so my parents sold me for One Tael of silver," Qiao Duo narrated slowly. She spoke of someone else’s story, yet she felt the most genuine emotions.

For the original body owner, the Qiao Family, no matter how lacking, was her home.

When she discovered she had been betrayed by her family, never to return home again, it left her deeply saddened.

The belief that sustained her was that marrying into the Tan Family would bring better days, with enough food and warmth, and no need for daily toil.

Almond put away her doubts, "Then do you hate them?"

"A bit of resentment, a bit of hate, but now all that is in the past, and life always moves forward,"

Qiao Duo commented indifferently.

Now the Tan Family and the Qiao Family were living in chaos, and in the not-too-distant future, they would face terrible misery; she considered that she had given closure to the original body’s owner.

The cruelest punishment in the world is never death, but the agonizing torment before dying.

Almond nodded vigorously, seeming to understand a little.

Especially the phrase "life moves forward," she would always remember it in her heart.

She was sold, but she had met such a kind owner. How could she say her life had been pitiful?

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