Married but Untouched! Her Soldier Husband Came Home Dumbfounded! - Chapter 33

Shen Cuijuan had been diligent since she was a child, and her eyes were always alert to tasks around her.

After greeting Ye Fangfei’s family, she immediately began sweeping the yard and tidying the house.

Once Ye Da Hu and the others had finished breakfast, she insisted on washing the pots and dishes, leaving the kitchen sparkling clean.

Ye Xihu carried the flyers out from the main hall and, seeing Cuijuan wiping the window glass, chuckled to Fangfei, “Cuijuan is really hardworking.”

Fangfei nodded approvingly. “She’s not only diligent but also nimble and quick. Her personality is good too—I’m planning to teach her how to make egg cakes.”

“Sounds good. Do whatever you like,” Ye Xihu said. “The craft is yours to pass on; no one can dictate that.”

“Xihu, have you arranged for the intestines and pig heads? These are tricky to handle; we need to pick them up a day before opening to prepare.” Fangfei asked.

He nodded with a smile. “Don’t worry. I’ve ordered twenty sets of intestines, six pig heads, and twenty-six pig trotters. I’ll pick them up from the meat factory early the day after tomorrow.”

“Wait, you have connections at the meat factory?” Fangfei asked in surprise.

Since the two of them had gone into business together, Fangfei had grown increasingly impressed by her brother’s social skills. No matter where he went, he could chat with people, and after a few meetings, become fast friends. Truly a social wizard.

“It was your brother-in-law who helped. His cousin works as a cashier at the meat factory, and she helped us out this time,” Ye Xihu explained.

Fangfei suddenly remembered her sister getting married in the city.

Her sister, Ye Fanglan, had an interesting love story.

Five years ago, 18-year-old Ye Fanglan was like a budding flower—beautiful, skillful in cooking, sewing, and managing household chores. She was known in the village as an exceptionally capable and straightforward young woman.

During those years, local matchmakers practically trampled over the Ye family’s doorstep trying to arrange matches for her.

Fanglan had high standards; many suitors were rejected for being too short, unattractive, or awkward.

One year after the wheat harvest, when the village was delivering its quota, Ye Laifu and Ye Da Hu were assigned to accompany the cart.

Fanglan needed to go to the city for sewing supplies, so she went along with her father and brother.

At the grain station, an official claimed their wheat wasn’t dry enough and insisted it be re-sunned.

The village chief and accountant were momentarily absent.

Some villagers who were delivering grain for the first time argued with the official. “The wheat is perfectly crisp—why would you insist on drying it again?”

Fanglan, furious, immediately confronted the staff. “We selected the best grain, screened thoroughly—there isn’t a speck of dirt. How dare you pick on it?”

Ye Laifu and Ye Da Hu couldn’t stop her; her small mouth rattled off a scolding.

When the chief and accountant returned, they were shocked. The commotion had grown, with other villagers joining in to cheer, turning it into quite a scene.

Eventually, the station chief arrived and ordered the wheat to be rechecked and accepted to avoid causing trouble for the villagers.

Fanglan’s spirited nature impressed Li Dongsheng, the young inspector, who was tall, in his twenties, wearing a crisp blue uniform. He noticed her immediately, giving a small nod before hurrying off.

Their second encounter happened a month later at the southern supply and marketing cooperative. Fanglan had brought eggs to sell with some village women.

While standing at the entrance, two rowdy men tried to harass her. Fanglan’s eyes flashed; she grabbed one’s arm and said sharply, “How dare you assault a lady in broad daylight? Come with me to the police station.”

The man stammered, frightened. Fanglan, not wanting trouble, gave him a sharp kick and let him go.

Li Dongsheng, who had been watching, asked, “Do you want me to report him?”

“No need,” Fanglan said softly.

He introduced himself, and though she found it slightly awkward, she reciprocated politely. Over time, the two met several more times, slowly getting to know each other.

By the time Ye Fanglan turned nineteen, she married Li Dongsheng. Now, five years later, they had a three-year-old son, and she was expecting again, soon due to give birth.