Chapter 12

Returning to the dilapidated shack, Wu Fan couldn't help but sigh as he pushed the door open. If there was one thing to say about his child bride, it was that she had everything—figure, face, you name it. But her fiery temper and miserly nature were truly unbearable. It was just a bit of candle, wasn't it? Was it really necessary to be so frugal? The house was pitch black, like a haunted house.

"Who's there?"

Tong Rui asked with extreme caution.

"Clang—!"

Wu Fan, who had intended to make a joke, quickly said, "It's me! I'm back! Why isn't there any light? It's so dark, it's uncomfortable."

Soon, the room was lit by a dim candle.

Wu Fan walked in, waving the roasted suckling pig and aged wine in his hand, and said with a smile, "Shall we have a good dinner tonight? How about some more? It'll go bad if we don't eat it tomorrow."

"What is it?"

Tong Rui, who hadn't been sleeping, was wearing a short-sleeved Hu-style outfit whose color was indiscernible. She tilted her head and examined the items in Wu Fan's hand.

"Sniff sniff~"

Her nose twitched a few times, and her face suddenly changed. She burst out in anger, "You scoundrel Wu! I see... you have money to burn, huh? You can buy anything! A roasted suckling pig! And a whole one at that? Do you know how much it costs? Enough to buy three months' worth of rice! And that wine, from the old Chen family in the east of the city! You... you really make me angry! Spendthrift! You're just a poor family, what are you showing off for!"

Seeing that Tong Rui could identify the contents of the oil paper package just by smell and was so quick to scold him, Wu Fan didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

He sighed softly, raised his eyebrows, and said with a sly smile, "I didn't spend a single coin, do you believe me?"

Tong Rui's scolding stopped abruptly. She looked at Wu Fan suspiciously and said with a sour face, "You didn't do something despicable, did you?"

Wu Fan shook his head and said with a smile, "Am I that kind of person? I won a big battle today, and the deputy commander of the thousand-household office invited all the Yingyang guards. Hehe! I just took a little advantage!"

"Unambitious!" She dodged the roasted suckling pig and aged wine in Wu Fan's hand and said with a huff, "A pound of pork costs how much? Why not think about getting a roasted lamb? You could sell it tomorrow for over ten taels of silver!"

Wu Fan: "..." So there's someone even more greedy than me!

Seeing Tong Rui drinking from the wine jar with great enthusiasm and wolfing down the food, Wu Fan suddenly felt he was really a scoundrel. The original Wu Fan was truly incapable, but what about himself? Why couldn't he make this child bride, who stayed by his side no matter how poor they were, live a good life? Why? Was it because he was afraid she would see that he wasn't the original Wu Fan?

"Don't you want to eat?"

Wu Fan's thoughts were interrupted by Tong Rui. He looked up and saw her holding a piece of meat in her mouth, and couldn't help but laugh.

Tong Rui huffed and said angrily, "What are you laughing at? Is it that funny? If it weren't for you, could I have gone a whole year without eating meat?"

"You should save your appetite. In the future, there will be plenty of meat and fish every day! I'm just afraid you won't be able to eat it all!" Wu Fan smiled, put down the scabbard behind him, and walked over to pinch Tong Rui's smooth, naturally beautiful face, saying, "We've lived in this dilapidated yard for too long. It's time to move to a new home. I promise, as long as I live, I won't let you live like this anymore!"

"..."

[Hmm? Shouldn't she be moved to tears and throw herself into my arms, offering herself to me? Come on!]

Seeing the increasingly unfriendly look in Tong Rui's eyes, Wu Fan felt very puzzled.

"Hand—!"

Tong Rui drew out the word, her beautiful eyes narrowing to slits.

[Hand? What about my hand?]

Wu Fan was taken aback and looked at his hand... Well, how to put it? It was probably his habitual action. After pinching her face, he let his hand slide down to a place it shouldn't be... soft and squishy!

"Swish!"

A flash of the blade made Wu Fan's face turn green.

"What are you doing? Trying to kill your husband?!" Wu Fan, still shaken, looked at the knife in Tong Rui's hand and swallowed hard, saying, "Just kill me! How can you...?"

"Rogue! If you weren't my future husband, I would have killed you long ago!" Tong Rui's eyebrows furrowed and her eyes widened in anger, saying, "Listen, Wu! Don't treat me like a little girl. Do you think a jar of wine and a roasted suckling pig can take advantage of me? Pah! When you come to marry me with a grand procession, then you can think about those dirty things! Otherwise, don't even think about it!"

"Uh..."

Knowing he was in the wrong, Wu Fan touched his nose, feeling very awkward.

"Hand! Hand! Hand! Are you still sniffing? You disgusting scoundrel..."

Seeing that Tong Rui was about to explode again, Wu Fan grabbed the scabbard and ran to another room like a rabbit!

Looking at the closed door, Tong Rui's delicate face turned a bit red. She spat and quickly closed her own door, leaning against it and covering her burning face, thinking: [What's wrong with him? When did he become so bold? It can't be...], her face suddenly changed, and she suspiciously opened the door, looking at Wu Fan's side with a fierce gaze: [Did he learn bad things outside? Damn it! I knew this bastard wasn't a good person! I said I was eating bran and vegetables at home every day! It turns out he was playing around outside! No! I have to think of a way... think of a way...]

Tong Rui's mind was racing with wild thoughts.

On Wu Fan's side, he had already forgotten about the matter, or rather, he remembered something more important—Damn! I forgot to exchange for the antidote!

"Oh no, oh no, oh no!"

Wu Fan mumbled as he entered the Great Villain Cultivation System and asked, "Does the system have an antidote? I mean... one that can cure any poison, no matter what it is."

"Ding! After continuous updates, the Miscellaneous page has recorded about thirty-seven types of antidotes for various poisons and toxins, but there is no universal one. The host needs to know what kind of poison it is to exchange for the appropriate antidote."

Taking a deep breath, Wu Fan asked the most important question, "Then... how many villain points does one cost?"

"Ding! It can be as much as ten thousand or as little as three thousand."

"Spit—!"

Wu Fan really felt like he was about to die from spitting blood!

[The consequences of being too complacent, right? How could I forget that I was poisoned, which is a life-threatening matter? Damn! That scar-faced holy maiden gave me poison and said I must exchange for the antidote and information every month. This is clearly a plan to keep me as a meal ticket until I die! Wait!]

Wu Fan's eyes suddenly became extremely angry, and he said, "If you want the horse to run, you have to feed it grass! Damn it, you bitch, is this how you recruit people? Do you understand the principle of combining kindness and severity? Danger, yes, but where's the kindness? Did you give me a hundred thousand taels of silver? Ah! I've lost a lot! I've lost a lot!"

After Wu Fan rambled and raved for a long time...

"Ding! The host still has one chance to draw a prize!"

"Ha ha ha...!"

After the initial shock, Wu Fan completely forgot all his worries and troubles, bursting into wild laughter!

A draw! An incredibly exciting draw!

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There should be a third update, but it will be very late.

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