Horse Bandits

"Mmm, it's been hard for you, wife!"

With gratitude, Zhang Han commented as he walked out and rubbed his red eyes.

He was around 20 and wore a scholar's attire. However, it was ordinary clothing and one could tell that he was not an imperial scholar. He had a skinny look at they were leading poor lives.

Looking at the egg in his bowl and the soup that his wife had prepared, he had a heavy heart. "Mei'er, it has been 3 years since we've been married. Every day, you're doing the hard labour and it has been hard for you…"

Quickly, he picked up his chopsticks and started to peel the egg, but was stopped by his smiling wife. "I'm fine. Besides, what's more important is your studies!"

"One is enough for me, have more for yourself!"

Zhang Han insisted and wanted to give her another egg. Although his wife knew that he was persistent, she stood firm and rejected.