Reborn as Tycoon's Wife in the Countryside
Chapter 154 Pay attention to prenatal education (first update)

Chapter 154: 154 Pay attention to prenatal education (first update)

Alcohol allergy, how could that be possible?

Everybody knows how much Huzi can drink, and it’s not his first time drinking. How could he possibly be allergic to alcohol?

"My Huzi can drink a thousand cups without falling, how could he possibly be allergic to alcohol? You two must have done something to Huzi," Grandma Zhao insisted with certainty that Su Xiaofeng and the other person were responsible for what happened to Huzi.

Listening to Grandma Zhao’s accusations, Su Xiaofeng’s expression was unreadable, "He’s tall and strong, reeking of alcohol, what could I possibly do to him? I’m curious, though, what did he just try to do to me? Luckily, there are two of us. If I were alone, wouldn’t I be wronged without any chance to clear my name?"

If the other party hadn’t tried to hit her, she wouldn’t have fought back.

Unable to hear what Su Xiaofeng was saying, Zhao Hu scratched himself frantically, feeling itchiness all over his body: "Mom, I can’t take it anymore, it’s so itchy."

Seeing her son’s condition, Grandma Zhao was extremely distressed; what kind of misfortune had befallen her Huzi: "Yue E, quickly take Huzi to the doctor, don’t let him catch something unclean."

"Huzi has walked this road who knows how many times at night, and nothing ever happened. Why did something happen tonight?" As Zheng Yue’e glanced at Su Xiaofeng, she said, "Mom, it’s dark and dim here. Even if we wanted to identify something, people might not admit it."

Looking around and then at Huzi who couldn’t stop scratching, Zheng Yue’e spoke in a serious tone: "I’m also worried about Huzi being like this. Mom, I’ll take Huzi to see a doctor first. You go back with them. If Huzi is fine, of course, I won’t make it difficult for them. But if something happens to Huzi, we’ll need to have a serious talk about this."

"Okay, you take Huzi to the doctor, and I’ll follow them to make sure they don’t deny it later." Huzi is the only child in the family; if something bad happens to him, she would definitely not let the other party off the hook.

"Mom, mom, I can’t stand it," Zhao Hu increased the pace of his scratching, feeling as if he might tear off his own face.

Zheng Yue’e didn’t speak further and left in a hurry with Zhao Hu.

After seeing her daughter take Zhao Hu away, Grandma Zhao sneered at Su Xiaofeng, "You girl, if you wanted to marry our Huzi, why didn’t you just come forward and tell us straight? Was there any need to resort to such methods?"

Huzi is also a remarried man, and he has a reputation for causing his wife’s death; no ordinary family’s daughter would marry him.

Otherwise, why has Huzi been unable to bring a wife home until now?

"Elder, you need to speak clearly. We were walking along the road, and your son suddenly tried to hit my daughter. Isn’t she allowed to dodge? He himself suddenly started itching all over, and now you’re blaming us."

She had seen everything clearly on the spot. Xiaofeng had done nothing, and frankly speaking, had Xiaofeng been alone, who knows what might have happened with such a drunkard."

"That’s uncertain." Grandma Zhao firmly believed the other party had done something to Huzi: "Maybe there are people who want to get married quickly and would do anything."

In the past, in order to win back her husband’s affections, Huzi’s mother didn’t hesitate to use a few tricks herself.

"No matter what tricks I use, I wouldn’t set my sights on your Huzi. I don’t wish to live too long, marrying a drunkard who beats his wife." After drinking, Zhao Hu’s temper was violent, and it was obvious that he was the type of man who couldn’t control himself when drunk. Marrying such a man, domestic violence would be inevitable.

Upon hearing these words, Grandma Zhao’s face darkened: "Don’t talk nonsense. Our Huzi usually just enjoys a bit of drink. Beating his wife? That’s absolutely impossible."

"Only you would know that for sure. Looking at the state of your grandson, could it be that the restless ghost of his dead wife has come seeking vengeance?" After Xiaofeng finished speaking, a chilling breeze swept through, causing Grandma Zhao to shiver; it could indeed be possible.

"You damned girl, always spouting nonsense," Grandma Zhao, being an older person, took ghost and supernatural stories more seriously than the young folk. Half-convinced by Xiaofeng’s words, she turned to chase after Zhao Hu and his mother; if it was truly the deceased coming back to haunt, she would definitely not let her off.

"Who are these people, leaving in such a mysterious hurry?" He Ximei watched them leave, bewildered by their actions.

"What does it matter to us what they do?" Xiaofeng had little interest in what Grandma Zhao and her group were up to. As long as they didn’t bother her anymore, they were just three strangers.

Seeing that Xiaofeng didn’t want to say more, He Ximei dared not ask further. To tell the truth, ever since Xiaofeng had woken up from her coma, she felt Xiaofeng was different from before.

She was of course happy that Xiaofeng had changed; look at how their family life had improved recently, buying a house and starting a factory, their days growing more prosperous.

Xiaofeng was not as opposed to her as before and was willing to chat with her.

Had Xiaofeng come to a realization, ready to accept living together?

Xiaofeng returned home and went to her room after washing up.

As soon as she was in her room, she entered the space and asked Xiaoqi, "Xiaoqi, that itching powder of yours, can’t really be detected by the hospital?"

"Master, rest assured, they definitely won’t be able to detect it," Xiaoqi replied confidently. "To outsiders, the items from the Spiritual Mirror Space are half-real and half-illusion; they can’t figure it out at all."

After all, if outsiders could discover the items from the Spiritual Mirror Space, would they still be considered products of the space?

"Does that mean I also have a Golden Finger now?" Xiaofeng said, speechless.

"Master, ever since you unlocked the Spiritual Mirror Space, you’ve had your Golden Finger. Isn’t it a bit late for you to realize you have a Golden Finger now?"

"That’s true," Xiaofeng thought for a moment before entering the Spiritual Mirror Forest, "From now on, this place is my secret space; I can do whatever I want here."

Xiaoqi gave Xiaofeng a disdainful look and climbed onto a tree to close its eyes and sleep, "Master, you’ve got two days until you reach three months. After two days, this little god will have to examine you."

"You know how to examine?" Xiaofeng doubted, "Is it reliable? Should I get a check-up at a big hospital instead?"

Xiaoqi couldn’t bother with its master; when the master acted foolish, it was even more foolish than Xiaoqi, so there was nothing to discuss regarding this matter.

Xiaofeng ate a Rainbow Fruit in the forest and wandered around aimlessly, curious about what was actually in the forest.

It must be said, the Spiritual Mirror Forest was vast, filled with plants and flowers never seen in either her past or present life. Maybe those did not exist outside at all, existing solely within the Spiritual Mirror Space.

"Xiaoqi, with such a vast forest, but nothing I can do, isn’t it a bit wasteful?" It’s a waste of forest resources to have such a massive forest and do nothing with it.

"Master, whatever exists in the forests outside, there’s only more here. And what isn’t available outside can also be found inside," Xiaoqi explained. Although it’s an Illusion Mirror, the Spiritual Mirror has accepted you as its master, which means the things here are usable.

"You mean, I can use them?" In other large forests, there are all sorts of wild animals to catch.

Then looking at the forest in front of her, it seemed so tranquil and peaceful, like a painting. How could this be a forest? It was practically a piece of art.

Xiaoqi yawned, "Master, you can figure it out yourself, I’m going to sleep."

Every day, there’s an endless amount of sleep to have; it gets so tiring at heart.

Xiaofeng glared at it, not understanding how an elf could sleep so much—sleeping during the day, sleeping at night, it seemed more like a pregnant woman, while she was like a surrogate.

Thinking of that, she abruptly grabbed Xiaoqi, "Xiaoqi, I want to know why you chose me to be your master. Tell me the truth, are you after the lump of flesh in my belly?"

It wasn’t that she was overthinking; Xiaoqi seemed more like the pregnant one, while she had nothing going on with her at all.

Xiaoqi, being dangled in the air by Xiaofeng with her sleep disrupted, flailed its crystal-like hands and feet, "Master, be gentle, think of the prenatal education, the prenatal education."

This violence, what if the little master in the master’s belly ended up learning it?

"Prenatal education, my ass," Xiaofeng cursed, "I’m not stupid enough to believe you pitied me and gave me a space. There must be a reason you chose me, right?"

Spaces like these were things she only read about in novels in her past life; she never believed in the existence of spaces, but having lived a second life, there wasn’t much she couldn’t accept.

Listening to her master’s coarse language, Xiaoqi felt a headache coming on, "Master, it’s a long story. Well, let’s just say, the reason you could open the space indeed has something to do with that lump of flesh in your belly."

Xiaofeng snorted coldly; she knew it.

"But what the connection is, I don’t know. All I know is that when I woke up, you were already my master." The Spiritual Mirror Space can only be unlocked by someone with a special bloodline. The master herself does not have a special bloodline, so there’s only one possibility—the little master may have a special bloodline.

Then, under some miraculous coincidence, the space was opened.

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