The Lay Flat Life: My Wife's Cultivation Makes Me Stronger - Chapter 91

Jiang Surou, who had been softly crying, was caught off guard by Han Feng’s sudden teasing gesture.

But it didn’t end there. The little fox jumped onto the table, stood upright on her hind legs, placed one paw on her hip, and extended the other forward. Mimicking Han Feng’s tone and expression, she said smugly,
“Well, Miss Ice Queen, weren’t you all aloof and unapproachable before? Why are you crying now? Have you fallen for this fox?”

Seeing the two of them, Jiang Surou couldn’t help but laugh through her tears. She slapped Han Feng’s hand away and rolled her eyes dramatically. Then, she grabbed the little fox and rubbed her head vigorously.
“You too? Learning from this scoundrel to bully me?”

“And why is it always the little fox getting bullied? Is it because I’m easy to pick on?” the little fox protested loudly.

After some playful banter, Jiang Surou’s mood improved considerably. She stood up, washed her face, and composed herself.
“Alright, let’s go to my family’s house. We need to let my father know about this situation. The Jiang family must also step up and help ruin the Ye family’s reputation even more.”

“What? Go to your house?” Han Feng asked, suddenly feeling a bit nervous.

“What’s the matter? You’re getting nervous now?” Jiang Surou teased.

“It’s just… it’s my first time visiting your family. Shouldn’t I bring a gift? Isn’t it rude to show up empty-handed?”

After all, according to Han Feng’s principles, visiting his wife’s family for the first time without a gift felt improper.

Jiang Surou raised an eyebrow and smirked.
“Oh? So now you’re treating us as a married couple?”

“Well, aren’t we?”

“Then why do we live separately? Isn’t it strange for a married couple to live apart?”

“Um… our courtyards are just separated by a wall, aren’t they?”

“Still, that’s living apart.”

“Alright then, pack your things tomorrow and move into my courtyard.”

“And why don’t you move into mine?”

“I can’t leave my herbs.”

“And I can’t leave my loft.”

…

The two stared at each other for a moment before sighing simultaneously.
“Fine, let’s leave it as it is for now.”

In the end, Han Feng went to Jiang Surou’s family home empty-handed.

—

The Jiang family’s residence was situated at the foot of Yin-Yang Peak, in the central area of the sect’s mountain base. The large estate had the Jiang family plaque prominently displayed at its entrance.

Han Feng had passed by this place a few times before and knew it was Jiang Surou’s home.

When they arrived, several Jiang family disciples greeted them warmly. After Han Feng’s performance in the ancestral secret realm, he had earned the admiration of many members of the Jiang family.

Now, the younger generation of the Jiang family regarded Han Feng as a role model.

The Jiang family was a large clan with many members. Jiang Surou’s house was in the second courtyard on the western side.

“Father, Mother, I’m home!” Jiang Surou called out as she stepped into the courtyard.

It was already dark by then. The day had been exhausting, filled with too many events.

However, no one answered her call.

Just then, a Jiang family disciple came running over. Han Feng recognized him.

The disciple, panting, said,
“Sister Jiang, I thought I forgot something when I saw you earlier. Your father, mother, brother, and sister-in-law all went out to rescue you!”

“What? They went to rescue me?” Jiang Surou exclaimed in shock. She quickly took out her communication jade slip and found several missed messages from her father and brother, all asking where she was.

Judging by the timestamps, she must have been in the middle of an intense battle when the messages came through, so she hadn’t noticed them.

Her family, unable to locate her and growing increasingly worried, must have set out to find and rescue her themselves.

Hurriedly, Jiang Surou replied to each of them.
“I’m already home. Come back quickly! I’m waiting for you here!”

After sending the messages, the two of them entered the living room and sat down to wait.

“I completely forgot,” Jiang Surou said, feeling a bit guilty. “When I sent out the distress calls earlier, I didn’t just contact Master—I also contacted my father and brother. When they couldn’t find me and didn’t know my exact location, they must have kept searching. Meanwhile, I completely forgot about it.”

Hearing this, Han Feng smiled and said,
“Having family who cares about you is such a wonderful feeling.”

“By the way, Han Feng, we’ve known each other for so long, but I’ve never asked about your background. Are your parents… are they deceased, or did they go somewhere else?”

“I don’t know either. My family lived in a small mountain village not far west of Luoxia Peak. We were farmers.

When I was thirteen, my parents spent all their savings to buy me a spot as a servant disciple at Luoxia Peak so I could cultivate.

A month later, when I went home during a break, I found the house empty, covered in dust. Clearly, they had been gone for some time.

I asked the neighbors, but they didn’t know where my parents had gone.

To this day, I’ve never seen them again. I have no idea where they went.”

Han Feng paused before adding,
“I think… they’re still alive. Probably.”

Jiang Surou felt a pang of sympathy. Taking his hand, she said,
“I understand how you feel. Losing your family and living alone in such a large sect—it’s normal to feel unsafe. Even with such excellent talent, you didn’t dare show it and only wanted to protect yourself. You’ve had a hard time.”

She smiled gently.
“Don’t worry. From now on, I’ll protect you.”

Seeing the understanding and concern in her expression, Han Feng didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

He wasn’t hiding his talent out of fear—he had genuinely been a useless layabout.

“Alright, I’ll count on you to protect me,” Han Feng said, chuckling as he ruffled Jiang Surou’s hair.

The affectionate gesture made Jiang Surou’s heart flutter.

—

Half an hour later, the Jiang family members returned. Han Feng met Jiang Surou’s father, mother, brother, and sister-in-law.

Her father, Jiang Qingzun, was steady and composed. He nodded politely at Han Feng, but her mother’s attention was entirely on her daughter. Grabbing Jiang Surou, she anxiously asked,
“Surou, are you alright? Are you hurt? Let me take a look.”

Watching this, Han Feng felt a warm sensation in his chest.

Family… It’s been so many years since I’ve felt this.

“I’m fine, Mother. If it weren’t for Senior Brother Gao Hai and Han Feng risking their lives to save me, I wouldn’t have made it back. But I’m perfectly fine now—don’t worry.”

“Surou, tell us everything that happened,” Jiang Qingzun said sternly as he took the main seat.

Jiang Surou recounted the events in detail. After listening, Jiang Qingzun and Jiang Huaiyang erupted in anger, cursing the Ye family for their shameless and brutal actions in slaughtering mortals and harming fellow disciples.

Jiang Qingzun’s face darkened as he slammed the table with his palm.
“This cannot stand! Even if those two Ye family members are dead and the evidence against them is inconclusive, the Jiang family will not let this go. They dared to harm my daughter and son-in-law and even murdered fellow disciples. Our Jiang family and the Ye family are enemies to the death!”

“Father, we already have a plan to deal with the Ye family. It’s already underway.

It was our Senior Brother Shang Yun who came up with the plan. We’re going to create public pressure and force the sect leadership to act!”