The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man-Chapter 807 - : Waiting All Night 3

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Chapter 807: Waiting All Night 3

Xiao Yishan saw that she really didn’t seem to fear him, and his fondness for her increased once again.

Actually, when Cook Lady Mo from the Fang Mansion was flirting with him, she always deliberately avoided his left cheek, but Li Rong’er didn’t do that. She had self-respect and wasn’t the promiscuous type like Lady Mo.

Xiao Yishan felt that if it weren’t for his prior affection for his wife, he… might have accepted Rong’er.

But since he already had a wife, he wouldn’t think about it any further.

“I’ll go and get your bundle for you,” he said as he left the room. He quickly returned and handed her the bundle she had temporarily placed in the kitchen.

She reached out to take it, “Thank you, second young Master.”

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“Don’t call me second young Master in private,” he said somewhat sheepishly, “I’m just a rough man from the mountains, and I’m actually not used to you calling me second young Master.”

She also knew that calling him second young Master felt too formal, “Then in private, should I call you Brother Xiao?”

“As you wish.” He left the room and then, as if remembering something, added, “I’ll prepare dinner later, you can come to the kitchen to eat.”

“Second Master, I should go instead…” she placed the bundle on the bed, “You are the young Master, how can I let you cook?”

“In this household, whoever is free cooks,” he said considerately, “You had a shock today. Just rest, there’s no problem.”

She watched his tall and sturdy figure receding into the distance.

Facing his considerate care, she truly took it to heart.

The reason she chose a man whose face was scarred was not only because of his good character but also because she had a secret that she found hard to speak of.

She… she felt that she only deserved such a man.

The moon shone brightly, stars sparsely littered the sky, and a night wind blew through the courtyard.

Su Qingyue, Xiao Yuchuan, and Xiao Qinghe were all in their respective rooms.

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In the kitchen, Xiao Yishan had just finished preparing the meal, sitting opposite Li Rong’er at the table.

The table had only one dish of fried pork and a large bowl of white rice.

Even though there was only one meat dish and the rice was refined, Li Rong’er did not mind the simplicity of the meal. Even as the head maid in the Fang Mansion, she had eaten brown rice, and meat was scarce, usually just a few strands mixed with vegetables at most, unlike the Xiao Family where a large plate would be filled with nothing but meat.

She had secretly observed that the Xiao’s house was inferior to those of the town’s wealthy families but was new and spacious. Compared to the homes of the villagers, it was quite nice. With a hundred acres of farmland, she estimated that the Xiao Family had at least more than a thousand taels of available silver.

For such a household, even if they were to marry a young lady from the town’s wealthy families, there would be takers, let alone a maid like herself.

“Eat more of the dish,” Xiao Yishan said politely.

“Thank you, Brother Xiao.” She nodded, picked up a chopstick full of pork for him, “You should eat more too.”

His action of holding the bowl stiffened, “Don’t pick food for me again in the future.”

“Yes.” Her face showed a flash of disappointment, but seeing that he ate the piece of meat she had picked, she felt better.

The two of them ate dinner in silence.

Li Rong’er was astonished that Xiao Yishan could eat five big bowls of rice in one meal.

Thinking of his strong arms and the robustness of his body when he had carried her, she felt it made sense for him to eat so much.

After dinner, she hurried to clear the table, “Brother Xiao, I’ll do the dishes.”

Xiao Yishan didn’t say much and just carried a bucket of water out to the yard for a bath.

Having worked at the Fang Mansion for the past few days, he hadn’t bathed in days and smelled of sweat.

By the time he finished bathing, Li Rong’er had put out the stove fire and just finished tidying the kitchen.

Xiao Yishan carried some padding and a quilt into Li Rong’er’s room from one of the empty rooms.