Are You Looking Down on Me?

The elderly couple were skeptical, but could only pray silently, hoping that what their son said was true.

However, as time went on, Cao Feng's condition worsened, and the family's savings were depleted like water.

Soon, the family faced a financial crisis!

"Husband, we're out of rice. We need to get some!" Kou'er said softly as she scooped out the last bit of rice.

"I know, stop rushing me, I've said it so many times!" Cao Feng's tone became impatient.

His illness also caused his income to drop sharply!

I'm in a really bad mood!

However, after he finished speaking, he realized that his tone was inappropriate, so he began to apologize.

"I'm sorry, Kou'er, I didn't mean to, I was just a little annoyed!"

Ye Jing frowned. This was inevitable. He knew there was no such thing as a perfect family!

"It's alright, I understand." Kou'er smiled and shook her head.

In the days that followed.

As his condition worsened, Cao Feng's mood was also shrouded in dark clouds, becoming increasingly difficult to control.

The once gentle and resilient man gradually became sensitive and irritable under the torment of illness.

The atmosphere at home gradually shifted from warm and harmonious to heavy and oppressive.

"Husband, your medicine is ready. Drink it while it's hot." Kou'er carried a bowl of bitter medicine and walked softly to Cao Feng's side.

Her eyes were full of concern and worry, but Cao Feng only glanced at her coldly before waving his hand impatiently. "Take it away, I have no appetite right now."

Kou'er's hand trembled slightly, and the medicine almost spilled, but she still held back her tears and gently advised, "Husband, you're not well, you must take your medicine on time to recover quickly."

"Get better quickly? Ha, this illness isn't that easy to cure! You just want me to live a few more days so I can continue to be a burden to this family?" Cao Feng's words were like sharp blades, piercing Kou'er's heart. She never expected that her good intentions would be seen as a burden by Cao Feng.

Kou'er's eyes reddened, but she tried her best to remain calm and said softly, "Husband, what are you saying? We are family. No matter what difficulties we encounter, we should face them together. I will definitely find a way to cure your illness."

However, Cao Feng did not restrain himself because of Kou'er's tolerance and understanding; on the contrary, he became even more outrageous.

He began to frequently complain about the family's poverty, blame himself for getting such an illness, and even vented all his dissatisfaction on Kou'er.

"Look at this family, so poor we can't even afford to cook! It's all your fault, you can't help with anything, and you can't even have a child to carry on the family line!" Cao Feng's words were like a storm, hitting Kou'er's heart hard.

She stared at Cao Feng in astonishment, as if she were seeing this man for the first time.

A pang of heartache shot through Kou'er. She had never imagined that her beloved husband would utter such hurtful words. Her voice trembled as she retorted, "Husband, how could you say that? I... I've been trying so hard to have a child for you. But your body..."

"Enough!" Cao Feng rudely interrupted Kou'er. "What's wrong with my health? It's all because of you, you jinx! I haven't had a single good day since I married you!"

Kou'er froze, tears silently streaming down her face. She couldn't believe that Cao Feng, who had once been so gentle and considerate to her, could now be so cold and heartless.

She silently packed up the medicine bowl, turned and left the room, leaving Cao Feng alone to roar in the darkness.

In the dead of night, Cao Feng lay in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. His heart was filled with regret and self-reproach. He knew that his words had been too harsh and had hurt Kou'er's feelings.

However, whenever the illness struck, he was as if possessed by a demon, unable to control his emotions.

The next morning, Kou'er got up early as usual to prepare breakfast for her family.

A faint smile graced her face, as if the argument from the previous night had never happened.

As Cao Feng watched Kou'er's busy figure, a complex emotion welled up in his heart.

He knew he was wrong and wanted to apologize, but he didn't know where to begin.

"Kou'er, I..." He was about to speak.

"Knock knock!"

A knock suddenly sounded at the door!

The knocking sounded particularly abrupt in the quiet of the early morning, breaking the delicate atmosphere inside the house.

Kou'er paused slightly with the spatula in her hand, then skillfully resumed stirring the food in the pan. Her face still wore that gentle yet strong smile, but her heart was filled with trepidation!

Upon hearing this, Cao Feng frowned, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

He stood up, walked to the door, and flung it open.

A young man stood outside the door, dressed simply, with a kind smile on his face, carrying a cloth bag in his hand, which seemed to be filled with something heavy.

As soon as Cao Feng opened the door, he quickly said, "Brother Cao, this is Kou'er's wages. She said her family is having some difficulties recently, so she's been cooking for us at the construction site. This is just a small token of our appreciation, and we've given her a little extra."

Cao Feng's face instantly darkened. He snatched the cloth bag and threw it roughly on the ground, his voice icy cold. "Take it! My family doesn't need your things! Kou'er is my wife; she doesn't need to go out and cook for others!"

The young man was startled by Cao Feng's sudden anger, and then an embarrassed and troubled expression appeared on his face.

He glanced at the cloth bag on the ground, then at Cao Feng, hesitated, and finally sighed. He bent down to pick up the things on the ground and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Kou'er's voice came from the kitchen. She put down the spatula in her hand, walked quickly to the door, and stopped the young man. "Please don't mind, he's not feeling well and is in a bad mood. We'll take the money, thank you for your kindness." As she spoke, she bent down to pick up the cloth bag, gently patted the dust off it, and handed it back to the young man, giving him a grateful smile.

Seeing this, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, thanked him repeatedly, and hurriedly left.

Kou'er turned to look at Cao Feng, her eyes filled with both reproach and heartache. "Husband, why are you doing this? I just wanted to share some of the burden for the family so you could focus on recovering."

Cao Feng's expression did not soften; instead, it grew even darker. He glared at Kou'er, his voice trembling, "Do you know how useless you make me feel? I, a grown man, have to rely on my wife to put on a show for me to make a living. How can I face anyone?"

Kou'er's eyes were slightly red, but she tried hard not to let the tears fall.

She gently took Cao Feng's hand, trying to soothe his agitated emotions. "Husband, please don't be like this. In my heart, you will always be that upright and strong man. I just hope to do everything I can to lessen your burden and give you more time to recover. We are husband and wife, we should share joys and sorrows, shouldn't we?"

"Get out! Stop pretending here!" Cao Feng roared.