Haven and Lorrie quickly followed behind.
Haven and Bailee looked at the dowry boxes carefully twice, gently touching them, their eyes full of happiness.
Lorrie was even more dramatic. He looked at himself in the mirror and started combing his hair.
After handing out the pastries she bought, Julie returned to her room.
She hadn't practiced her cultivation all day.
Julie sat cross-legged on the bed, closed her eyes, and started gathering her energy.
The three brothers thought it was still early, so they divided the work. They decided to clean and organize the new house and move some things over to make it easier to fully move in tomorrow.
After all, now that the new house was ready, who would still want to live in a straw hut?
Lorrie was like a busy little bee, moving around actively, with crumbs from the pastries still on the corner of his mouth.
In the storage room, Lorrie unexpectedly found some old medicine that the wife had previously bought from the pharmacy.
His eyes showed a bit of confusion. Why was this left here?
He didn't think too much about it. He went to the kitchen, found a small medicine pot, and started boiling the medicine for the wife.
Julie: "…Thank you so much."
When Lorrie finished brewing the medicine, he brought it to Julie.
Julie was a little surprised when she heard a knock on the door.
It wasn't mealtime yet. What could it be?
Although she was confused inside, she stayed calm on the outside and got up to open the door.
As soon as she opened the door, she smelled a strong medicinal scent and looked down to see Lorrie holding a bowl of herbal soup.
She let out a soft sigh in her heart but didn't show any emotion on her face. She took the bowl from him.
Without hesitation, she started drinking it right away. The temperature was warm enough to drink, not too hot. She drank it all in one go without stopping, and even after finishing it, her expression didn't change. She handed the empty bowl back to Lorrie.
She thanked him, closed the door, and continued her cultivation.
Lorrie watched her drink the medicine so quickly and calmly. Even after she shut the door, he was still frozen in place.
He had drunk medicine before when he was a child, and he remembered how bitter and awful it tasted.
Why didn't she react at all?
Did she not have a sense of taste?
Lorrie had two pieces of pastry tucked in his pocket. He had planned to give her something sweet to eat after the bitter medicine.
He wondered, was it really not bitter?
Back in the kitchen, he poured the leftover medicine from the pot into a bowl and took a sip himself. Right away, he started spitting it out.
Then he quickly ate one of the pastries to get rid of the awful taste in his mouth.
For the next few days, Lorrie faithfully brewed medicine for Julie every day after meals. Every time he handed her the bowl and saw her drink it without changing her expression, he would look at her strangely.
He stared at her like she was some kind of strange creature.
Julie wasn't blind, of course. She noticed his changing expressions but didn't bother asking.
If he wanted to say something, he would.
Lorrie was not the kind of person who could hide things in his heart. If he didn't say anything, it meant it wasn't a big deal.
Julie actually hated the bitterness too, but she could endure it.
She had trained herself to hide her feelings and emotions.
In the post-apocalyptic world she came from, showing emotions could be a weakness.
Only by keeping others guessing about her true thoughts could she survive better.
After seven days, she finally finished drinking all the prescribed medicine. She secretly let out a breath of relief.
They spent a full day moving everything usable from the straw hut into the new house.
They had built seven rooms in total, one for each person.
Julie lived in the main house, which had the best lighting and was the biggest.
Bailee, as the main husband, stayed in the east wing, which was second only to the main house.
Haven and Lorrie stayed in the west wing. Their rooms were a little smaller than the east wing, but still very spacious for one person.
Mr. Leng temporarily stayed in one room in the back section.
In the future, if they bought new servants or wet nurses, they would live with Mr. Leng.
That room was built as a large dormitory and could fit six to eight people without any problem.
Early morning, main room.
Julie sat cross-legged with her eyes closed, practicing her skills. She had been stuck at the third level for a long time. Recently, she felt the energy in her dantian starting to gather into a ball. Early morning was when the spiritual energy was the strongest.
Suddenly, she heard a loud scream.
It was Lorrie's voice.
Julie quickly opened her eyes, ran to Lorrie's room, and kicked the door open.
As soon as she entered, she saw Lorrie covering his chest with both hands.
When Lorrie saw it was Julie who came in, he felt both shy and angry, but in the end, he didn't tell her to leave.
He just buried his head under the blanket.
Haven and Bailee heard the noise too. Worried about their younger brother, they rushed over.
They saw their wife at the door and were stunned.
After greeting her, they went inside towards Lorrie.
Seeing that Lorrie kept hiding under the blanket, they got worried and tried to pull it away.
Lorrie thought that Julie was still there and grabbed the blanket tightly, refusing to let go.
He wondered if she had seen everything just now.
So embarrassing.
Every time he did something awkward, she always happened to see it.
He felt ashamed and angry at the same time.
Julie saw that he was fine, so she turned around and left, returning to her room.
After she left, Haven spoke with some annoyance, "Alright, the wife is gone. Stop hiding. What's wrong?" As he spoke, he pulled on Lorrie's blanket.
When Lorrie heard that Julie had left, he felt a mix of disappointment and relief.
His hand naturally loosened.
When Haven and Bailee saw their little brother's chest, they didn't know what to say.
So it was just this?
He screamed so loud early in the morning. They thought a thief had broken in.
Lorrie was already fifteen years old. He hadn't started developing before, so it was normal for his chest to show some changes now.
After all, he was still young. As he grew taller, his chest would become firm, and his body would turn slim and good-looking.
The three brothers were all good-looking, just with different styles.
Lorrie had felt his chest heating up in the morning, which scared him into screaming. Now that he had calmed down, he realized he had made a fuss over nothing.
But he was still curious about what his big brother and second brother looked like.
He reached out with his small hands to pull at their clothes.
Haven pushed him away with a disgusted look.
Even if they were brothers, he couldn't just let him pull his clothes off.
Bailee was always patient and tolerant with his younger brother, but he could only look at him helplessly.
Lorrie looked at his big brother, then looked at his own chest, pouted, and said nothing.
No wonder that woman had kissed his big brother.
Big brother really did have a great body.
But he was still young. He would grow up and be like that too.
Lorrie silently cheered himself up in his heart.
Julie didn't know about any of this.
She hadn't gone up the mountain for several days.
She greeted the three brothers, gave Mr. Leng a few instructions, then carried her bamboo basket and machete and went into the mountains.
This time, she took a different path.
She didn't find anything rare, but she saw a silly deer and a wild rabbit, and killed them both on the spot.
She put the rabbit in the bamboo basket and the deer into her space.
She kept walking and found a large field of Chinese yams.
At first, she didn't have much experience and broke a lot of the yams while digging.
Later, as she got the hang of it, she managed to dig out longer, more complete ones.
She dug up a few dozen pounds and stopped.
The broken pieces she put in the basket. The good ones went into her space.
She thought about the pork ribs at home and decided yam and pork rib soup would taste delicious.
Seeing that it was getting late, she decided not to go any further.
She headed home.
When she got close to home, she saw a man and a woman arguing.
More accurately, the woman was trying to cling to the man, while the man looked cold and a bit impatient.
Julie looked at their faces and realized she knew them.
It was Xu Hui, one of the original owner's so-called "good friends."
The original owner had two "friends." She had already seen Liu Hongjuan before.
This was the first time she saw Xu Hui.
She also knew the man—Haven, the second son of the Gu family.
She was very curious about what they had to talk about.
She also wanted to see Haven's attitude.
Since she married them, she had been feeding and treating them well.
If they had a conscience, they should know how to behave.
Even raising a dog, the dog would guard the house.
If it was a traitor she raised, it would just be the farmer and the snake story all over again.
Julie had never been a fool.
Her eyes flashed with a thought.
She held her breath, gathered her energy, and moved close to the side wall where she could hear their conversation clearly without being seen.