My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 516 Village People’s Intentions (Extra - )

Chapter 516: 516 Village People’s Intentions (Extra Chapter)

"It turns out you really do need a tetanus shot if you get cut by iron, otherwise, it can kill you," he said solemnly.

Because a young person had just died, even the thought of seeking comfort from his wife had faded significantly.

Li Xiuli noticed that the old man’s expression was off and continued to ask, "Did you see something?"

Lin Lu nodded and told his wife about the incident he had encountered on the road.

Li Xiuli’s face turned slightly pale after hearing this.

"...It’s that scary?!"

At this moment, she felt the same as Lin Lu; her heart was enveloped in retrospective fear.

"Thank goodness for Yingzhou!"

She patted the old man’s arm.

The pat just happened to be where Lin Lu had the shot.

Back in those days, needles weren’t that fine, and getting one in the arm really hurt.

Not screaming in agony was a sign of endurance!

"Ow..." Lin Lu suppressed his voice, howling softly.

In his own house, he completely dropped the pretense of being unafraid of needles.

Li Xiuli jumped at the howl, scolding, "What are you howling about for no reason?"

Lin Lu looked at her with a plaintive expression, "You hit right where I got the shot."

His arm had been hit several times that day, and every time it was the same arm, the very same spot.

He even suspected that everyone knew he’d had a shot.

Li Xiuli withdrew her hand and carefully rolled up the sleeve of Lin Lu’s sweatshirt.

What caught her eye was a swollen red lump, bulging at the site of the injection.

"Oh my, how did it get like this? Are you alright? Is that health worker even skilled at giving shots? How could they make such a mess..."

Li Xiuli was both distressed and angry.

Lin Lu enjoyed the concern from his wife and patted Li Xiuli’s hand, "It’s okay, it’ll be better in a few days."

After saying that, he changed the subject, "Wife, I’m thirsty."

Li Xiuli opened the cabinet to get some Malt Extract, generously saying, "Why drink water when you can drink Malt Extract!"

The old man had suffered; he needed to replenish his strength well.

Lin Lu hadn’t expected such treatment; he was thrilled inside and out, lifting his legs and humming a tune.

Li Xiuli quickly brought over a bowl of Malt Extract.

"Aren’t you thirsty? Drink while you blow on it, and go to sleep right after you finish."

Lin Lu sat up to take the bowl, blew on it, and handed it over, "Wife, have a drink too."

Li Xiuli refused, "I won’t drink it. I’m in good health. It would be wasteful."

"How could it be wasteful?" Lin Lu said with a stern face, "If you don’t drink, I won’t drink either."

He liked everything about his wife except for one thing: she valued herself too little.

Seeing that the old man was being stubborn again, Li Xiuli felt helpless.

"Alright, alright, I’ll drink."

With that, she picked up the bowl and took a sip.

The couple took turns sipping until they finished the bowl of Malt Extract.

Lin Lu lay down contentedly, looking at Li Xiuli, "Tasty, isn’t it?"

Li Xiuli licked her lips and hummed in response, "How could it not be tasty after a bowl of Malt Extract fills your stomach?"

It was her first time feeling so fully satisfied from Malt Extract.

Lin Lu noticed that his wife was unusually amenable today, and with a gleam in his eye, he ventured, "Wife, there’s something I want..."

Li Xiuli was in a good mood, waved her hand, and with an open face, said, "Go ahead."

Lin Lu humbly asked, "...can you give me back my little bit of pocket money?"

He felt like his heart was bleeding when he thought about the one yuan and eighty-eight cents he had painstakingly saved being taken away.

He had saved for several months!

Li Xiuli gave him a sideways glance, "...No."

"You don’t need to spend money at home, what do you need pocket money for!"

"Get to sleep, quick!"

With that, she lay on the cool mat and closed her eyes.

Lin Lu: "..." What could he say?

He stared blankly for a while, sighed to himself, lay down feeling wronged, and closed his eyes.

Sounds of snoring came from beside him, Li Xiuli opened her eyes and quietly got up.

She took out the money her husband had secretly saved up and added fifty cents, placing it beside Lin Lu’s pillow.

The smelly old man looked so pitiful it was hard not to feel compassion for him.

When Lin Lu woke up again, he saw the familiar crumpled bills next to his pillow and his eyes lit up.

After hiding the money, he scuttled off to find Li Xiuli.

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The folks from the brigade were all fiery in temperament. Saying they wanted to thank Lin Tang for the threshing machine she donated to the brigade, they quickly sprang into action.

Some time later, a dozen men arrived at the Lin Family’s doorstep, pushing several carts of furniture.

When the Lin Family heard the villagers’ shouts, they hurried out of the house.

Seeing a spectacle at the door resembling a grand escort procession, they were utterly shocked.

The cigarette in Lin Lu’s hand burned down to his fingertips, snapping him back to his senses.

"What’s all this about?"

Qi Dafa, representing the enthusiastic citizens, stepped forward and said, "This is all for your Tangtang."

Lin Lu and Li Xiuli looked at each other, puzzled.

"...We can’t accept this," Lin Lu hurriedly waved his hands.

He was a carpenter and could tell these pieces of furniture were no small matter.

Even though he couldn’t tell what kind of wood they were made from at the moment, the grain and color of the furniture on the carts hinted at their extraordinary quality.

One of the men delivering the furniture was impatient; upon hearing Lin Lu’s refusal, he frowned sternly.

"Why can’t we? Tangtang has led us to wealth and prosperity. I think it’s more than deserved."

"This is a token of affection from every household in the brigade for Tangtang; it has nothing to do with you..."

Just look around the other brigades in ten miles, which one lives as comfortably as their Shuangshan Brigade?

Isn’t that all thanks to Tangtang?

The villagers all remembered Lin Tang’s support in their hearts!

These carts of furniture were the collective effort of the brigade, prepared in advance as Tangtang’s dowry.

They knew that comrade Gu’s family seemed particularly well-off, so they took special care with this set of furniture.

They started by getting Mu Sheng to choose the wood.

Then they made up some excuse to ask Tangtang for a design of a furniture set and had the old carpenter make this entire set.

Seeing how much the brigade cared about his daughter, Lin Lu was truly happy.

But as an honest man who didn’t like taking advantage of others, he was adamant about not accepting it.

"No, I don’t want it, I can make furniture for my Tangtang. Please, take these things back."

Qi Dafa, annoyed by Lin Lu’s fuss, looked towards the other men, "Don’t mind Lin Er. Let’s continue moving."

"Right on!!"

The men cheerfully responded and moved the furniture into the small house that had been recently built across from the Lin Family’s home.

The Lin Family was so overwhelmed they couldn’t utter a word.

After huffing and puffing to move the furniture, Qi Dafa hung a lock on the door under everyone’s gaze, handing the keys to Lin Lu.

"Hide the key well and stop your dilly-dallying. This is what we’re giving to Tangtang, not you."

"Don’t tell Tangtang just yet, give it to her as a dowry when she gets married."

The sentiment was heartfelt.

The Lin Family felt an indescribable complexity in their hearts.

Seeing the villagers’ firm stance, and considering the good things their daughter had done for the village, Lin Lu and Li Xiuli thought it over and eventually relented.

As the patriarch when dealing with outsiders, Lin Lu distributed cigarettes to Qi Dafa and the others.

Lighting another cigarette for himself, he took a drag.

Only then he said, "...Alright, I will accept it on behalf of Tangtang. Thank you all very much."

Tangtang didn’t help the village expecting these things, but when the villagers show such regard, that’s a different matter.

Qi Dafa and the others unpretentiously accepted the cigarettes, not daring to smoke them.

They sniffed them with their noses, looking pleased.

It’s the good stuff!

A store-bought cigarette is just different from the I rolled myself.