Reborn in the Seventies: Pampered Wife, Owning some Farmland-Chapter 604: It’s Really Hard to Earn this Hard-earned Money_1

Meng Yunhan shot Yun Hao a glare, not wanting to say anything.

"Darling, I’m sorry." He acknowledged that he had been slightly overbearing the night before.

But was that really his fault? 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Yun Hao kindly urged her, "Honey, eat, eat."

Meng Yunhan leaned against the pillow, half sitting up, feeling completely drained, "Feed me."

Of course, Yun Hao happily obliged.

Meng Yunhan enjoyed Yun Hao feeding her.

But this harmonious scene was soon disturbed.

"Mama...."

Yun Hao looked back at Little Huzi, toddling toward them with his short legs.

"Close the door...."

Little Huzi looked back at the door and immediately went to close it.

"Huzi, did you come just to find daddy? Daddy will soon be free to play with you properly."

Did he just say he would play with Huzi?

"Daddy...."

"You go play with Huzi, I’ll rest a bit more." She felt incredibly weak, her entire body drained of strength.

Yun Hao tucked his wife in, picked up Little Huzi, and went out the door.

"Mama..sleep...." What Little Huzi meant was: Mama is still sleeping, hasn’t woken up yet.

Yun Hao did not understand the underlying message in his son’s words.

"Dad, how many times a day does Yunhan steam buns for sale?" He wanted to understand just how hard his wife had it.

If she wouldn’t let him switch careers, then he would find a fundamental solution to her chilly feet.

They could rent a storefront.

But his wife was still at school.

It would be best to buy the storefront, but they did not have enough money at home.

"Three times a day." Even if Ahao hadn’t asked, Old Zhao would have told Yun Hao, so he would understand how hard Yunhan had it and treat her well.

Yunhan was the only one selling things on the street, but now there were several others.

"Every trip takes over half an hour, the weather is really cold. Yunhan doesn’t let us go out no matter how heavily it’s snowing. She fulfills promises, and can’t let anyone down by not showing up."

He couldn’t stand the cold outside, yet Yunhan never took a day off.

"Grandpa... eat, daddy eat." Little Huzi was holding a rice noodle.

They also made some of this snack for Little Huzi.

Old Zhao grinned, "Huzi, eat."

"These rice noodles are made by Yunhan herself, they sell really well, you should try."

Upon hearing from Old Zhao that it was his wife’s handmade, Yun Hao took the rice noodle from Little Huzi and started eating.

It reminded him of a childhood snack, bringing back memories that had not been triggered in years.

"It’s delicious." Everything his wife made seemed to taste good. It was as if nothing could defeat her.

Old Zhao gave Little Huzi a toy, letting him play by himself, then continued, "Ahao, you should talk to Yunhan more, ask her not to stay up late."

Spending the entire day outside in the cold, busying herself in the day, and then continuing to work at night, he, as a father, had seen it all. He had tried to reason with Yunhan, but she didn’t listen and continued her late-night routine.

Yes, they were both young, but money can’t be made in a rush.

These days, seeing Yunhan counting the money after returning home, that contented smile on her face, he felt both pleased and saddened.

Earning money the hard way is truly challenging.

Braving the cold weather, getting wet and wind-blown outside.

"Thank you for your advice." His wife had previously promised him she wouldn’t work overtime, yet she worked late into the night again, going back on her word.