Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies-Chapter 157 - 153 This Younger Brother

Qin Fulin’s expression suddenly darkened, his face full of disappointment. "Dad, do you know what you’re saying? Is this how you see me?"

Old Man Qin, impatient to hear more, said, "Enough, don’t start with that. You’re my son, don’t I know you? Taking that will benefit you; after all, I only have one request, bring back the wooden box to me."

Qin Fulin opened his mouth to speak, but Old Man Qin didn’t give him a chance to speak. "Alright, you can leave now."

Upon hearing this, Qin Fulin immediately closed his mouth, as he had nothing more to say.

As he stepped out of the room, he almost bumped into Qin Fugui.

"Qin Fulin, tell me, what did Dad want? What’s this big secret that you two had to close the doors to talk about? Did Dad give you money?" Money was what Qin Fugui cared most about.

Qin Fulin was used to his lack of propriety and looked at him. "What secret could there be? Besides, don’t you know our family’s financial situation? If you really want to know, Dad is still inside. You can ask him yourself."

After saying this, he left, regardless of Qin Fugui’s reaction.

This really irritated Qin Fugui. What was that! If he dared to investigate, why would he bother asking him?

Qin Fulin was stopped by his wife as he walked out the door.

"Where are you going?"

Qin Fulin turned to look at her. "I’m just going out for a walk."

He wandered over to Qin Ye’s courtyard, watching the laughter and cheer coming from inside; he seemed a bit dazed...

Qin Ye was planning to walk up the mountain. There were many people at home, and the consumption of meat was large. He intended to see if he could catch some game to bring back.

There was also another reason... He wanted to verify whether his bad luck had dissipated. Otherwise, how could something like a rabbit showing up at his doorstep happen to him?

This was truly a unique incident.

As he was about to open the door, the voice of his wife came from behind.

"Qin Ye, where are you going?"

Qin Ye stiffened and turned around. "I was just going to..."

Rong Yan suddenly interrupted him. "Wait." Then she made a gesture with her lips.

Signaling him to open the door.

Upon seeing her gesture, Qin Ye instantly understood.

He immediately pulled the door open and saw Qin Fulin lingering at the doorstep, his expression sinking rapidly.

Qin Fulin felt awkward; he was about to leave when the door unexpectedly opened.

"Qin Ye..."

Qin Ye’s eyes were cold. "What are you doing here?"

Qin Fulin looked apologetic. "Today, they came to cause trouble again. I’m here to apologize on their behalf. Please, considering their old age, don’t hold it against them."

"You don’t need to apologize for them because the issues have already been resolved. Same as before, when we meet, we are strangers; there’s no need to come here again." Qin Ye’s voice was very calm.

He had completely severed ties with that family, so there was no lingering hatred.

Moreover, he owed nothing to the Old Qin family.

His father had settled everything before he passed away.

Before getting married, his father had also been a soldier, sending money home every month for several years, and it was quite a sum.

Also, his grandmother had given Old Man Qin a piece of gold and one hundred yuan as a fee for taking him in... Though the gold wasn’t spendable at that time, just the one hundred yuan was a considerable amount in this village.

Qin Fulin looked conflicted. "Qin Ye..."

Then he saw his niece by marriage step out.

When she appeared, there was a fleeting look of disgust, which he thought was only visible in the moonlit night, yet both the husband and wife caught it.

Qin Ye’s expression darkened even more, and without another word, he slammed the door shut.

Turning to his wife, "It’s a bit cold outside, let’s go back inside."

At that moment, he also scrapped his plan to go up the mountain.

Rong Yan nodded. "Okay."

The couple entered their room one after the other.

As for Qin Fulin, who was left outside, his expression instantly turned extremely gloomy.

He stood there for only a minute before turning to leave, as there was no point in staying any longer.

Once the door was closed, Qin Ye realized what a mistake he had just made... today was supposed to be their wedding night.

Why on earth had he gone up the mountain? Had he lost his mind?

Looking at her beautiful face, he felt his throat tighten, his eyes instantly darkening.

"My wife, it’s getting late, let’s go to bed..."

Rong Yan, of course, noticed the change in his aura and his gaze.

She knew what was going to happen tonight, but she wasn’t opposed to it.

In fact... she was somewhat looking forward to it, as she was quite attracted to him.

Raising an eyebrow, "You go take a shower..."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ye’s eyes sparkled, and his heart skipped a beat. He nodded hurriedly, "Okay!"

The bathroom was in another room outside, and he quickly walked out.

Rong Yan watched his eager figure leaving and her lips twitched.

Had he forgotten to take his clothes in his rush?

Sure enough, it wasn’t long before Qin Ye hurried back, pushing open the door with a slightly embarrassed expression, "...I came to get my clothes."

Rong Yan watched him rummaging for his clothes before going out again.

Considering the evening... she thought for a moment, went to close the door, and then slipped into the space.

When she came out, Qin Ye was just knocking on the door.

So, she walked over and opened it.

Seeing his wife who opened the door, Qin Ye’s eyes brightened, sensing that she was somehow different from before.

Also, he smelled a faint fragrance.

"My wife, are you going to take a shower?"

Rong Yan gave him a look, "I’ve already showered."

"Oh." Qin Ye didn’t ask further, assuming she meant the shower she had after returning during the day.

He then walked in.

And quickly closed the door.

"My wife..." his voice was deeply husky.

Rong Yan’s heart seemed to be electrified at the sound... a tingling sensation.

Before she could respond, the next second, she was pulled into Qin Ye’s arms and held tightly.

Qin Ye, holding the person in his arms, felt his heart beating wildly—it was no longer his own, it seemed to have a mind of its own.

"My wife..."

His voice was earnest and intense.

Just as Qin Ye was about to kiss her, suddenly there was a rapid knocking at the door.

Followed by Qin Yu’s voice, "Big brother, open the door, Meizi and I came to study."

Hearing this, Qin Ye stiffened.

Then his face grew more irritated.

Rong Yan, seeing his expression, couldn’t help but smile.

She wasn’t in a hurry and wanted to hear what Qin Ye would say.

Qin Ye continued to hold her, clearly not planning to open the door.

"...You just got back today, no need to study."