"Sit down for a while, I'll go make some food for you."

Luo Fei was taken aback. In the warm yellow light, he looked at the woman's back, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

"Sin... we're all sinners..."

The woman brought a ceramic bowl to the table, it was filled with rice.

Luo Fei drifted into thought again and looked up to ask, "Where did you get the rice?"

Ordinary families usually eat squash. Rice is considered quite a delicacy.

The woman wiped her hands on her apron, giving a shy smile, and said, "I made a dress for a noblewoman. She was pleased with my work and rewarded me with a bag of rice."

"Have you and our son eaten some?"

"Hush." The woman glanced gently inside the room and said, "Our son is asleep. I didn't dare let him know, or he'd cry to have some. You are the pillar of our family, you work the hardest, this should be for you. Now eat... I'll wash your feet."

The woman knelt down to take off his shoes, brought a basin of hot water, and carefully placed his sore feet in the warm water, asking worriedly, "Does it hurt to soak them in hot water?"

Luo Fei shook his head.

As she massaged his feet in the water, she noticed he was staring at her motionlessly and said, "What's wrong? The food will get cold, eat quickly. If our son wakes up catching the aroma of the rice, he'll be hard to coax back to sleep."

For no reason, Luo Fei felt even more uncomfortable.

He picked up the bowl, allowing his woman to wash his feet as he ate the rice. The rice was old and a bit yellow; it didn't look great when cooked, but having rice at all was fortunate.

He tasted something salty.

There was actually pickled vegetables.

The woman seemed to understand his thoughts, smoothing her hair while meeting his eyes, and said with a smile, "When I helped deliver clothes to the noble's tailor shop a few days ago, there were some vegetable leaves thrown away in their trash. I picked them back.

I washed them thoroughly and pickled them with salt. You like spicy food, so I exchanged a day's wage with Sister Feng for some chilies. How's the taste?"

"Delicious." The man nodded hastily, shoving rice into his mouth, chewing big mouthfuls.

Even though this rare meal was in his mouth, it didn't taste quite right.

He couldn't understand why.

Today was supposed to be a joyous day.

So why was it so unsettling to be at home?

Was it because of the deep sins in this house?

After finishing washing his feet, the woman gently dried them with her apron, applied herbal medicine, and carefully wrapped them in cloth.

"All done. Be careful not to hurt your feet. I'll help you to bed."

The woman gingerly helped Luo Fei to the bed, cleaned up the dishes, poured out the washing water, removed her apron, and wiped her hands, asking, "Oh right, you got paid today, didn't you? Last time when you got sick, we borrowed money from Sister Zhang, we should pay it back.

And Xiao Bao doesn't have many warm clothes. It'll be extremely cold soon, and we still haven't bought any coal.

Now is the best time to buy, if it gets too cold, the coal prices will rise."

Faced with the woman's words, Luo Fei suddenly felt an inexplicable guilt, a sense of disgrace, his lips trembling slightly.

Why was he like this?

He should have felt proud.

He served the great Master of Revelation.

The woman's face was filled with a gentle smile, "You said last time that you've been working overtime for so long, leaving early and coming back late every day, and that there'd be a bonus this time.

I could buy cotton and some fabric.

Borrow Sister Feng's sewing machine, save some money to make clothes for you and Xiao Bao.

Store up some coal, pay the residence tax, and if there's extra money, I'll make you a pair of cotton shoes with a thicker sole to prevent more sores on your feet."

Seeing those eyes filled with hope, Luo Fei suddenly felt an unexplainable fear.

Facing the woman's eyes, he hesitantly took out a money pouch from his pocket and slowly handed it to the woman.

As the woman held the pouch, she sensed something was wrong and opened it with a puzzled look.

"What's wrong? Why is there so little money this month?" The woman grabbed his hand with concern, thinking of something, "Did something happen? Was the money robbed on your way back? Are you alright?"

Luo Fei's lips moved, and only after a moment, under the woman's worried gaze, did he say, "No... I made a mistake at the factory, got fined, so there's only this much left of my salary, and no bonus..."

Luo Fei originally wanted to proudly tell his woman that he dedicated the money to serve the Master of Revelation.

That was all dirty!

Only those who are completely fallen into sin, like capitalists and nobles, get obsessed with money.

The great Eden of Revelation does not need to be tainted by wealth.

But for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to say it.

He spun a lie, and the guilt in his heart weighed a bit more.

The woman was taken aback, nervously asking, "But you're alright, right? Can you keep your job at the factory?"

"I'm fine, I still have my job."

The woman finally let out a sigh of relief, gently touched Luo Fei's forehead, and smiled warmly, "That's fine then. I'll work a bit harder this month, sew a few more clothes, hopefully those noblewomen will be pleased and reward me with more things.

We can tough it out and get through.

But I'll have to sell that bag of rice. I was originally going to keep it for you.

But if we don't sell it, we won't have enough money to get through the month..."

The woman lay down on the bed as well, curled up in the man's arms, and said, "It's alright, don't feel guilty. We'll manage to make ends meet."

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