A strand of warmth

(The main text has concluded) (A satisfying face-slapping story set in a historical era)
The schemes of her husband and cousin led to Tang Huai's death.
Once reborn,
this time, Tang Huai opened her eyes to truly see people for who they are, kicked away every scumbag that came her way, and tore apart every fake innocent that appeared.
Whenever she had the chance, she earned money and tormented the undeserving, living an exceptionally fulfilling life.

A Maiden's Land

"Can you use it?" Jing Xuan looked at her.


"No," Tang Huai directly denied, lying without a blush.


"I will teach you how to use it later."


"Okay. Brother Jing Xuan, do you cook often?" Tang Huai observed that the kitchenware didn't seem like it was seldom used.


"I cook for myself when I am at home," Jing Xuan said.


"Oh, then the pot doesn't need to be heated for too long." Tang Huai turned around, smiling at Jing Xuan, "You're in charge of washing the vegetables."


Tang Huai picked out a sausage from a pile of ingredients, "I'll cut the sausage."


As it was evening and there was no fresh meat for sale, they had bought sausages, cured meat, bamboo shoots, lettuce, and eggs.


As Tang Huai was preparing to cut the sausage, Jing Xuan brought over an apron, "Put this on." Then, he personally tied it on her.


When he stood close to her, she could smell the faint scent of tobacco on him, an especially alluring aroma.


Chapter 84: Stay Here Tonight