Chapter 4: Making the Little Wife Extremely Angry

I had a fever yesterday, and when I woke up today, something felt off.

"I'm too fat, I need to lose weight." Is that what it's called, losing weight?

The current Fang Youyou didn't know, and it wouldn't be wise to expose anything.

Lose weight?

Could it be that the incident of falling into the river had dealt Youyou a blow?

Mother Fang truly doted on her daughter. "Then we'll take losing weight slowly; there's no rush."

"Fatty, what kind of strange movements are you doing?" A young woman from next door peered over the low wall at Fang Youyou's movements, only daring to speak with such sarcasm because she didn't see Mother Fang.

Fang Youyou didn't stop; that wall was far too low.

"You'll never be able to slim down. That educated youth Zhao doesn't have his eye on you either. Any female educated youth pulled from the educated youth dormitory is better-looking than you."

Seeing that Fang Youyou ignored her and continued those strange movements, the young woman was infuriated.

There wasn't a girl in the production brigade who didn't envy Fang Youyou. The elders in every household believed that girls were meant to be married off and become someone else's daughter-in-law, but only Fang Youyou had been pampered by her family since childhood, managing to grow so plump in this era.

"You—"

Fang Youyou swept a cold glance in her direction. "Noisy."

The young woman was so frightened that she immediately shut her mouth and scurried back into her house. Since when did that fatty have a look like that? When that gaze swept over her, she felt it was colder than the winter wind.

When Mother Fang returned from picking vegetables, she saw her daughter still doing those strange movements and noticed sweat breaking out on her forehead. She wanted to tell her to rest, but Youyou persisted with an expressionless face until her clothes were completely soaked.

"Mom, I'll boil some hot water for you to take a bath."

Mother Fang hurried off to boil bathwater for her daughter.

While she was in the kitchen, Fang Youyou circulated the Chen family's secret mental cultivation method, passed down through the generations.

Drenched in sweat, Fang Youyou didn't cry out; this level of training was nothing.

Once, in order to learn how to ride a horse, she had spent an entire month on horseback, except for when she was eating or sleeping.

Those aristocratic youths only knew that Chen Yunyou didn't blink when charging into battle to kill the enemy, but they didn't know how much hardship Chen Yunyou had endured growing up.

Being liked and admired by noble ladies was due to Chen Yunyou's appearance and the glory of the Zhenguo General's mansion behind her. But once it involved the status of those in power, they could ruthlessly erase the hardships and lives you had sacrificed to protect their mountains and rivers.

At dinner time, Fang Youyou's four older brothers all brought things to visit her.

"Put the things down and hurry back to eat."

"Youyou, we'll head back first. If you need anything, just shout."

Fang Youyou looked at them and nodded slightly. She wanted to squeeze out a smile, but perhaps because she hadn't smiled in a long time, she didn't know how to do it and found it somewhat difficult. "Thank you."

"Youyou, why are you saying thank you? They are your brothers, your own brothers; it's only right for them to take care of you," Mother Fang said quite unreasonably.

Yet, the four brothers echoed these words.

Fang Youyou had a good appetite and ate two bowls without a hint of pickiness. Seeing this, Captain Fang's eyes twitched a few times. He really wanted to say that her appetite hadn't changed; it was as large as ever.

People always said he wasn't raising four sons, but five, as they all had huge appetites. However, his four sons weren't lazy; they all earned full work points after finishing their shifts.

"Dad, aren't you eating?"

Mother Fang glanced at her old man. "Don't worry about your father. You hurry up and eat; you still need to grow."