440 No wasting allowed

"Wife..." He wanted to say something else, but she had already closed the door to the master bedroom.

Once she left, he no longer resisted, quickly drinking the medicine in three mouthfuls. Placing the medicine bowl on the table, he took a deep breath, forcefully blew out the oil lamp, and went straight to sleep.

Save money, save money, save money...

His wife had become as stingy as him...

Or maybe not, he still felt that he was very generous.

Early the next morning when Su Qingyue got up, she saw the window of the master bedroom open and third brother working on his embroidery again.

For some reason, whenever she saw him, a big man, carefully sewing her clothes with a needle and thread, her heart felt warm.

Last night, third brother didn't eat dinner, nor did she ask him if he wanted to eat in the middle of the night. After taking the medicine, it could at least fill his belly.