Cannon Fodder in an Era Drama — I Survive with Acting-Chapter 33: Arrogant from Being Spoiled

Instead, they had heard that ever since Fei Jin got married, he had forgotten his own mother and doted excessively on his wife.

If he heard anyone speaking ill of his wife, he would surely be displeased.

To avoid any unnecessary trouble, they decided to keep their mouths shut for the time being.

Besides, they were here at someone else’s home for a meal.

Getting caught bad-mouthing the hosts in their own home would be utterly humiliating.

Seeing Fei Jin walk toward the kitchen, the group immediately fell silent.

As if by unspoken agreement, everyone stopped talking at once.

Then, a shocking scene unfolded.

Everyone was stunned by the sight before them.

"Am I seeing things? What is the Fei Village Chief going to do in the kitchen?"

someone couldn’t help but ask.

"Don’t tell me he’s going to help cook?"

The person next to them voiced the same question, their face a mask of disbelief.

"No way. How could he possibly cook with his own hands? My husband’s just a junior platoon leader, and I can’t even bear to let him touch the pots and pans."

someone retorted.

"He really is going over to help!"

the person who had asked first exclaimed.

"Really? I have to get a good look at this!"

Another person chimed in, getting excited.

Everyone crowded forward, trying to get a clearer view.

The crowd craned their necks, peering toward the kitchen.

All they could see was Fei Jin completely blocking his little wife from view.

He was a towering, conspicuous figure.

Fei Jin picked up the firewood nearby, struck a match to light some straw, and then used it to ignite the wood inside the stove.

And his little wife was just standing to the side, smiling?

Not even lifting a finger to help?

She was actually letting the Fei Village Chief start the fire all by himself?

It was simply unbelievable.

"Goodness me, what kind of love potion did she give the Fei Village Chief?"

someone couldn’t help but tease.

"Before, when Zhou Huaihua said the Fei Village Chief always helps his wife with chores and fetching water, I never believed it. But now it looks like it’s true."

someone replied.

"I never thought having a lazy wife could have its perks. Look how easy and carefree her life is, so much better than ours."

Some of their attitudes gradually began to shift.

It was the first time they realized that men could also take on some of the household chores.

"If a dignified village chief can help with chores, why can’t my man?"

the woman grumbled, full of grievance.

"That’s right, mine too. I’m going to give him a piece of my mind when I get home. Doesn’t he admire the Fei Village Chief the most? He’s always talking about learning from him, so why not learn this too?"

another woman chimed in.

Just as they were saying this, they saw Fei Jin, his face flushed red from the heat of the fire, being shooed out of the room by his wife.

Even though it was late, the area was still bustling with activity.

His wife stood with her back to the crowd, so they couldn’t see her face.

Though she wasn’t tall and didn’t look very strong, she was forcefully shoving the strapping man before her out the door.

Yet the normally imposing Fei Village Chief seemed exceptionally obedient at that moment.

With a gentle smile on his face, he backed away step by step, just as she wanted.

Just as his wife was about to trip on a small bump on the ground, he quickly shot out an arm to steady her, then gently pulled her into his embrace.

"..."

The onlookers were caught off guard by this sudden public display of affection.

The men couldn’t help but sigh, thinking the Fei Village Chief was spoiling his wife far too much.

If he kept doting on her like this, she would surely end up taking his love for granted.

Meanwhile, their female counterparts couldn’t help but lament, ’Why couldn’t I have met such a good man!’

But the sweet, romantic scene wasn’t over yet.

Before the first wave had settled, an even sweeter one followed.

Song Qingya, who had just nearly tripped, wasn’t angry at all. Instead, she stood up straight and pouted at Fei Jin, who was still holding her protectively.

"It’s all your fault. I was so busy looking at you that I didn’t watch my step."

she complained.

Hearing this, everyone was rendered speechless.

Her words were unbelievable. It was clearly her own fault for not watching where she was going, yet she was blaming someone else.

How could she say something like that!

But what about Fei Jin? He just smiled and agreed with her.

He was normally such a deadly serious person.

But now, facing his wife, he had probably smiled more in the last ten minutes than anyone could count.

They saw him lower his head slightly, seeming to whisper something to her.

Because they were some distance away and his voice was very deep, most people there couldn’t hear what he said.

So they quickly turned to Yuan Dapang, who had excellent hearing.

"What did he say? Did you hear? Tell everyone what you heard."

"He must be lecturing her, right? I think it’s about time he gave her a talking-to."

someone guessed.

"Exactly! What did he say? Stop keeping us in suspense and tell us already."

another person urged.

Yuan Dapang was silent for a moment.

Finally, under the crowd’s repeated urging, he began to relay the conversation with a deadpan expression.

"Alright, alright, it’s all my fault. Don’t be mad, okay? Let me help you with the work, won’t you? You’ll wear yourself out rushing around all by yourself."

The surroundings fell instantly silent.

Then, Yuan Dapang imitated Song Qingya’s voice.

He captured her coquettish manner perfectly.

"Hmph, I already told you not to treat me like a little girl! I don’t want your help in here. Go out and chat with your friends, and don’t you dare come looking for me before sunset!"

The scene was dead silent...

「At the same time.」

The silent crowd saw Fei Jin being pushed out the door once again.

Fei Jin froze for a second.

"Why is everyone so quiet? What are you all staring at me for?"

he asked, a bit confused.

’Why does it feel like everyone’s been looking at me strangely ever since I came out of the kitchen?’

The atmosphere was making him a little uneasy.

Just then, Fang Huihui hurried into the courtyard.

She seemed to be in a rush, panting, her face slightly flushed.

"Ah, Fei Village Chief, there you are! I’ve been looking for you for a while!"

Fang Huihui’s voice was full of joy.

She continued, "My Da Qiang just caught a wild rabbit. Aren’t you having guests over today? This will be a perfect extra dish for you."

She was carrying a freshly skinned rabbit in her hand.

Fei Jin remembered what Song Qingya had said and replied, "Sister-in-law Fang, could you please take this to Qingya? She’s in the kitchen."

"What’s wrong?"

Fang Huihui asked, looking at Fei Jin’s expression.

Although she usually seemed straightforward and carefree, Fang Huihui was actually very observant. She asked in a low voice that only the two of them could hear, "Did you argue with Miss Qingya? Are you two having a fight?"

"No, she just won’t let me help in the kitchen today,"

Fei Jin explained.

"Oh, I get it," Fang Huihui said, nodding as if she’d had an epiphany. "Qingya is doing this so people will respect you. She doesn’t want anyone to think it’s shameful for you to be cooking. After all, around here, a grown man cooking in the kitchen would be laughed at."

There was a hint of admiration in her voice.

Fang Huihui hadn’t expected Song Qingya to be so considerate of the Fei Village Chief. Her impression of her improved even more.