Male Lead's Canon Fodder Wife novel Chapter 1080

Watching her son nurse eagerly, Bai Luyun smiled and said softly, "Ting’er, when you are a little older, we will go visit your uncle and bring your sister home."

Once she finished feeding and dressing her son, she left the bedroom. Stepping outside, she saw her husband tending to the vegetable garden.

Hearing her footsteps, Han Yuheng turned to look at her. He smiled and put down the watering can before walking over. Taking her hands in his, he asked, "Wife, why are you up so early?"

"Ting’er was hungry," she replied in a daze.

Squeezing her hands gently, Han Yuheng said, "I’m almost done here. You should go wash up. I will prepare breakfast, and we can eat together."

This was the first time since their marriage that her husband had shown her such care. It felt like her long-lost Ah Heng had finally returned to her.

Looking at him, she asked, "Ah Heng, are you going to the mountain again today?"

Han Yuheng thought for a moment before replying, "No, I can go to the mountain with Brother Chenze tomorrow. There is no urgent work at the office either. So, I will stay home with you today."

Hearing this, Bai Luyun beamed and said, "Then let me make breakfast. You finish your work."

"Alright," Han Yuheng agreed readily.

After their reconciliation, the warmth in their home has returned, their bond grew stronger, and their love felt renewed.

At that moment, Han Yuheng remembered the old man’s words about enduring tribulations. It seemed he had finally passed his test. With that thought, he went about his day in high spirits.

While the villagers began their peaceful day, the Pan family—more specifically, the second aunt—found herself in trouble. After waking up that morning, she went to the toilet to freshen up and relieve herself.

Usually, she traveled with her husband and his subordinates, making her journeys smooth and safe. However, when she traveled without the protection of her husband and the officers, she encountered an unreasonable woman. Facing the absurd situation, her frustration left her speechless.

Standing before her was an old woman, furiously pointing at her nose and scolding as if she had committed a grave crime.

"Look at you! Wearing such expensive clothes and shoes, yet you are so stingy and unwilling to help my grandson. I didn’t even ask you for money—just a bit of food—but you refused, even after I begged you. Don’t you have any conscience?"

The second aunt, incensed by the woman’s unreasonable accusations, managed to stammer, "You—you are unreasonable!"

Unaware of the full story and fueled by jealousy, some onlookers began to chime in.

"Auntie, you clearly have money. Can’t you spare some food for the child? Look at him—so thin and pale, how could you bear to do nothing to help him?" a young woman remarked.

"That’s right! You city folks always take advantage of us villagers. Why can’t you show some compassion?" another added.

"Well, it’s obvious—she is just stingy and doesn’t care about others," someone else said.