Chapter 242

Willow stuffed two sets of men's clothes, along with her own dress, into the cabinet. Afterwards, she stretched lazily and ventured into the courtyard. The chili sauce she had brewed a few days ago was now completely ready. Willow filled little bottles with it, placed them in a basket, and headed off to the field. Mark had been nagging her for several days already, claiming that his life was meaningless without her chili sauce. He claimed he can't enjoy his food or even work properly without it. As she walked across the field, the villagers greeted her warmly. Most of them wore expressions full of envy. To live such a carefree and rich life during the right-purchasing period, only Willow could do this in the entire village of Five Gate. However, there were a few green-eyed monsters, erupting with envy, who sneered: "Some people are just blessed. They don't do anything yet can still marry a good husband. They can't even bear a child. Is that even considered as a woman?" Before Willow ev