Chapter 63: Her Plan

Luo Yunhe was well aware that the villagers were worried she would go back on her word, and their anger was entirely understandable.

However, she did not get angry because of this. Instead, she maintained a cordial and pleasant demeanor as she took the lists from their hands.

After giving the lists a brief glance, Luo Yunhe began calling out names. With each name called, she counted out the corresponding amount of wood.

After a busy spell, all the wood piled before her was finally counted and checked. By then, a full hour had passed.

Luo Yunhe brought out the silver according to the exact quantities and let the villagers divide it among themselves.

Initially, the villagers had only half-believed Luo Yunhe's promise, their hearts heavy with worry. But when they saw with their own eyes that she had truly produced such a massive sum of silver, they could not help but be utterly shocked.

One had to realize that the silver each of them received amounted to a mere thirty taels, a sum that was hardly even enough to build a house.

Yet at this moment, Luo Yunhe had produced this vast amount of money without the slightest hesitation, finally putting their previous doubts and anxieties to rest.

Once they got their money, everyone beamed with joy. After all, they had all worked extremely hard chopping wood over the past two days.

"Uhm, Mistress Su, look here. Do you still need wood? How much do you want? We'll get it ready for you tomorrow!"

"That's right, exactly! Please don't blame us for our poor attitude just now; we were just worried you wouldn't keep your promise..."

"Everyone, thank you. The wood we have right now is already enough for my current needs, so I don't need any more for the time being. If I need more, I'll look for you again!"

Hearing that she no longer needed any, they felt a small pang of disappointment, but making so much money in just two days still left them extremely happy.

The villagers dispersed one after another. Luo Yunhe let out a breath of relief, looked at the huge pile of timber, and unhesitatingly opened the system interface.

After all, she had plenty of points. Although she was still quite far from reaching the ten-thousand-point mark, she had more than enough to exchange for some pigments and similar items.

She took out the exchanged pigments and carefully marked each piece of wood with various symbols.

Once that was done, Luo Yunhe tidied up briefly and headed into town.

Over the past three days of observation, although Su Jingxuan's injuries had not improved drastically, at the very least, there were no other lingering sequelae.

Coupled with the fact that he was being cared for by a young apothecary's boy, Luo Yunhe was saved a great deal of worry.

"Husband, I'm planning to build a house!" As Luo Yunhe spoke, she produced a sheet of paper and spread it out before Su Jingxuan. Su Jingxuan was stunned when he saw the planned blueprint on it.

"This..."

"This is where I'll brew wine. Because brewing wine is a very serious matter, the environment must be kept impeccably clean and sanitary. Over here will be our living quarters..."

Luo Yunhe explained it simply.

Su Jingxuan nodded, but quickly became conflicted. Given their current circumstances, wanting to build such a large house would inevitably require a great deal of money.

Not to mention, she had mentioned needing special tools and other equipment, all of which had to be custom-made and cost money. In his current state, he could not provide her with any assistance or convenience whatsoever.

"Wife, why don't we wait? Once my leg heals, I'll go hunting to make money for you..."

Luo Yunhe smiled, reached out with her calloused little hand, and gripped his tightly. "You fool, you're already injured. Your primary task is to recuperate in peace. As for household matters, you don't need to worry about them; I'll handle everything.

Besides..." She whispered a string of words into Su Jingxuan's ear.

Upon hearing her words, Su Jingxuan's eyes widened as large as copper bells, his face filled with utter astonishment. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that his little wife could be so capable, managing to earn such a staggering amount of money just yesterday alone.

The thought of himself lying powerlessly on a sickbed, forced to watch helplessly as she struggled alone and endured hardship and suffering for the sake of this family, instantly filled his heart with a surge of bitterness and self-reproach.

As the pillar of the household, he should have shouldered the responsibility of supporting the family, yet now he had become a useless cripple who required his wife's care.

This sense of powerlessness made him feel intensely painful, as if he had lost his dignity as a husband—while also causing his wife to suffer.

The deeper he thought about it, the more intense his inner pain became, making him feel utterly unworthy of facing the wife before him.

However, right at that moment, Luo Yunhe seemed to sense the sorrow within his heart, and she gently yet firmly grasped his hand. "Stop letting your imagination run wild. Your most important task right now is to rest and recover your health as quickly as possible. Once your injuries are fully healed, I'll still be counting on you to go out and make money! So, you need to stay strong and not let these negative emotions weigh you down."

He understood these lofty principles better than anyone else, yet this lingering guilt kept him trapped, unable to walk out of the shadow.

Luo Yunhe knew that while he appeared gentle and refined on the surface, his inner pride was actually extremely heavy.

Any matter that he felt he should handle himself, he would never allow anyone else to interfere with. Take her, for instance; deep down, he must have been determined to earn a living to support the family and spare her from hardship and suffering.

Luo Yunhe quickly steered him toward another topic, unwilling to let the conversation linger there.

While sharing her plans, she sought to divert his attention and simultaneously encouraged him with her words, helping him rebuild his self-confidence.

Deep into the night, the sky gradually grew dark, and patches of thick, ink-like dark clouds spread rapidly, blotting out the last rays of the setting sun.

Suddenly, blinding flashes of lightning tore across the firmament, accompanied by deafening peals of thunder that seemed as though they might rip the entire world apart.

A fierce gale howled, violently swaying the trees and causing their leaves to rustle frantically.

Immediately afterward, raindrops as large as beans came pattering down from the sky, crystal-clear like pearls, yet carrying an endless chill and dampness.

Driven by a powerful force, these raindrops fell rapidly and densely, forming translucent curtains of water that brought to mind the sight of a waterfall.

This sudden, violent rainstorm arrived without the slightest warning, resembling a sudden, angry assault launched by nature itself. It struck with such fury that even Luo Yunhe, who had been fast asleep in the small cottage, was startled awake.

Luo Yunhe rubbed her eyes, listening in a daze to the pattering sound of rain coming from outside the window.

When she realized the intensity of the rain outside, her brows instantly knitted tightly together. She thought of their dilapidated thatched cottage, and a trace of worry welled up in her heart.

Would such a violent rainstorm impose an unbearable burden on that fragile roof?

What she worried about was not merely the house itself, but also the items kept inside. If they got soaked, they would be rendered completely useless. Thinking of this, her brows furrowed even deeper, and her mood grew increasingly heavy.