Peasant Woman's Decreed Life as a Wife

“Come here, Nenya. Help Mother hold her hair.” Madam Hu waved at her.

Nenya responded and went forward to hug her hair. She subconsciously placed her palm down and held the thin cloth that was wrapped around her hair with the back of her hand to prevent her rough skin from scratching the thin cloth.

Madam Hu held Ye Muyu’s shoulders and waist, letting her lie back. Her hair was straight and she placed it on the bed.

“Madam, please lie down for a while. Wait for this servant to wipe away the water droplets on your hair. Then, you can sit up.”

Ye Muyu touched her hair. “Actually, you don’t have to go through so much trouble. Just wipe it casually. It’s fine as long as it doesn’t drip.”

Madam Hu heard her say this and did not agree. She quickly shook her head and said, “No, Madam. Your body is not good. If you suffer from the cold, I’m afraid you will have to take more medicine.”

“Besides, Master just came to instruct this servant not to let you catch a cold. Leave the matter of drying your hair to this servant and Nenya.” As Madam Hu spoke, she had already opened the thin cloth wrapped around Ye Muyu’s long hair. She then took out a dry cloth that she had prepared beforehand from the cabinet and wiped it carefully.

Nenya took the stove from the kitchen and placed it beside Ye Muyu.

She then used her other hand to gently use the fan to fan out hot air toward Ye Muyu’s long hair. Madam Hu could use this hot air to dry her hair faster.

As for the stove that contained the charcoal, it had three layers of inner metal gauze. It seemed to be crudely made, but not a single bit of ash would float out. It had to be said that the ancients had their own wisdom. Although there was no hairdryer, there were other ways to dry hair.

Ye Muyu was not used to having two people serve her in order to dry her hair. However, she remembered that it was Chu Heng’s order. With how much that man cared about her health, even if she refused, the man would not listen.

Instead of wasting her breath, it was better to cooperate and deal with them earlier. She would just reward the two of them more.

After all, she had to take medicine when she caught a cold, and that medicine was not cheap.

Ye Muyu would talk to Madam Hu from time to time. “No one from home came today, right?”

Today was the Dragon Boat Festival. In previous years, there would definitely be guests visiting. This year, there was the female art competition, disrupting the habits of previous years.

“Madam, there is. This afternoon, Madam Zhang’s maiden family’s eldest son, came to give dumplings. There are also people from the Madam Wang’s maiden family.” Madam Hu’s answer surprised Ye Muyu.

Did Eldest Sister-in-law and Second Sister-in-law’s family send dumplings to the family?

This was a little strange. In the past, she did not have much friendship with the two families, unless she met them at the old residence and talked for a while.

“Did you return the favor?”

“Yes, Madam. According to your instructions, this servant has returned ten dumplings, a packet of brown sugar, and a packet of tea leaves to the two families,” Madam Hu replied.

Ye Muyu thought, ‘No matter what the other party wants to do, we have to return the courtesy. I don’t owe them anything. Even if they were to say that they’re relatives, the reason is a little far-fetched.’

In fact, Ye Muyu was thinking too much this time. The Zhang and Wang families were surprised by the fact that their daughter had been earning money for five to six months. On top of that, when they returned from the county, they happened to meet Chu Xing and heard about the Zhuge Lock’s earnings from him.

Everyone in the village knew that Chu Xing was the first to sell the Zhuge Lock.

Because of the incident of falling into the water, gossip quickly spread. It was rare for the villagers to gossip, so they dug out the cause and effect. The details were probably more than what Ye Muyu knew.

Therefore, when they heard that the Zhuge Lock could be sold for money, the two families instantly felt that Chu Heng’s family was the God of Fortune..