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Whatever his wife wanted him to do, he would just follow.

But he didn't know how much he needed to make, and whether it was just for his wife or if they could eat too.

Lorrie looked at the chickens, vegetables, eggs in the kitchen basket, and the grains on the table.

He swallowed hard, staring without blinking. Could he eat too?

Haven glanced at the food and his eyes showed a flash of determination. This woman was definitely not the same Julie from before.

No matter who she was now, she was their wife, and in this life, she wasn't going anywhere.

Bailee hesitated for a moment, then went to knock on Julie's door. At that moment, Julie was sitting cross-legged, practicing her skills. In her previous life, she was stuck at the second stage and couldn't break through.

She realized that after coming here, she was finally making progress, and the energy inside her was starting to gather.

Julie thought to herself, this place had good spiritual energy, perfect for practicing.

Her body was still weak, but after resting and adjusting for a few days, she planned to explore the deeper parts of the mountain behind.

Hearing the knock, Julie looked toward the door cautiously and said, "Come in."

Her hand was already inside her sleeve, gripping a few silver needles. If the person outside dared to make a wrong move, they would be dead in a second.

Bailee opened the door, kept his head low, and gently asked, "Wife, I want to ask what dishes you want tonight, and how much to make?"

He hesitated but didn't ask the question he really wanted to — whether it was just for her to eat, or if they could have some too.

Julie looked at him suspiciously for a few seconds before asking, "Who usually cooks here?"

Bailee answered instinctively, "We all can cook." Although he and his second brother did most of it.

Julie gave him a cold look. "Since you all can cook, why ask me?"

She didn't cook — she only ate.

Lorrie and Haven were eavesdropping outside. Seeing their big brother stammer without getting to the point, they grew anxious. Lorrie couldn't take it anymore and pushed the door open, blurting out, "Big Brother actually wants to ask if we can eat the food and vegetables you brought back!"

Finally, the question was clear. Silly woman.

Even though he figured she would be selfish as always — back then, whenever there was rice, it was only for her — they brothers could only drink wild vegetable soup and still got scolded for eating too much, even though they were starving.

Now Julie understood. She thought it was something serious.

In the apocalypse, she had never been stingy with her men. As long as they treated her well, they could have anything.

But anyone who betrayed her or tried to steal from her didn't live to see another day.

Since she was now here, given three handsome husbands, as long as they had no bad intentions, she would take care of them, feed them well, and let them live carefree lives.

As for how they treated the original Julie, she wouldn't hold it against them. That wasn't her business.

From the moment she arrived, everything would be new.

Julie said calmly, "Cook everything. We all eat. Whatever I eat, you all eat, starting today."

The past was over. But if they dared cause trouble in the future, they would be lying flat instantly.

Lorrie was so shocked that his mouth fell open. He didn't expect Julie to really let them eat with her. If he knew getting hit on the head would make her this nice, he would've done it long ago. He felt a little regretful.

Haven also didn't expect it, but he was happy.

Now he just worried about the poison in Julie's body — would it act up?

If he knew she would become so nice, he wouldn't have thought about harming her.

Haven worried about her and said, "Wife, are you sure you're okay? Maybe we should go to town and find a doctor? Also, your head injury needs to be rebandaged."

He was afraid that she might suddenly die. Then how would the three brothers survive?

Julie gave him a glance. Of course, she knew what he was worried about.

She wasn't going to comfort him. Let him stay anxious and remember this feeling.

"I'm fine. I feel much better. Now go make dinner, I'm hungry."

She waved them away. Why were these men always hanging around her?

Didn't they used to hate her?

Then why not stay far away now?

Haven and Bailee went to the kitchen, still worried.

Lorrie, being younger, showed his happiness all over his face. He was thrilled.

Soon they would get to eat real food!

Even plain porridge was better than the bitter wild vegetable soup they usually had — and at least it would be filling.

Haven and Bailee moved quickly. In no time, they made a pot of corn porridge.

For Julie, they made it thick and sticky.

For the three brothers, it was almost just water with a few leaves — they could probably raise fish in it.

Bailee didn't dare cook all the vegetables.

He only stir-fried a bowl of greens and a big bowl of pickled vegetables.

Separately, he made a plate of stir-fried eggs and a plate of chicken just for Julie.

The brothers would just eat pickled vegetables.

When dinner was ready, Bailee knocked on Julie's door: "Wife, dinner is ready. You can come out to eat."

Julie came out and saw the big chipped bowls on the table.

The bowl in front of her had the smallest chip, but it still made her sigh inside.

Wasn't anyone worried the bowls would cut their mouths? She made a mental note to go into town soon — they needed a lot of new things.

Without showing any emotion, Julie sat down and ate the corn porridge.

She noticed that the brothers had barely any rice in their bowls, and none of them touched the stir-fried egg dish.

But she wasn't kind enough to share what was in her own bowl. She already said: "Whatever I eat, you eat."

It was their fault for not making enough food.

After finishing her meal, Julie left her bowl and chopsticks on the table and went back to her room to continue practicing.

The next morning—

In a house somewhere in the village, screams broke out early.

There was a mess of sounds, footsteps running everywhere.

Someone even stabbed a chopstick into the door.

A piece of paper was pinned there, reading: "Will visit your house again next time."

The words were written in blood.

Liu Hongjuan was so scared that her eyes rolled back and she almost fainted again.

One of her husbands quickly pressed her pressure point to wake her up.

Liu Hongjuan wanted to scream but couldn't.

She looked down at her leg…

Although the bleeding had been stopped with some powder, the pain grew stronger and stronger as she moved.

What exactly happened yesterday?

She was going crazy. She couldn't remember anything about what happened.

Why was she hurt like this?

Wasn't she going to find that useless Julie yesterday?

What happened on the way?

Who attacked her?

Someone from the village? Or from outside?