Tang Yu's Knack For Domestic Chores.

Mu Yunsheng tapped on the green coconut, as Tang Yu spaced out. "Why are you not drinking it?"

Fortunately, air dried Tang Yu's eyes before Mu Yunsheng could even notice. She flashed a dazzling smile, before holding the coconut above her lips and chugging the whole content. The sweet-sour water ran down her throat, pushing her raising emotions down to the pit of her stomach. In order to imitate their mountainous manners, after emptying the vessel, she wiped her mouth with her sleeves, and revealed a satisfied grin.

"Sister-in-law had a fever?" Mu Hien asked, suspending her work.

"Yes, just last night." Tang Yu waved her hands, implying it was not a big deal.

"You coated all the walls and verandas. It must have put a lot of strain on your body." Mu Hien voiced out her thoughts, figuring it out. It attracted Mu Yunsheng's attention.