What's next?
Let your wife take him to the storage room
"We have a storage room in the back where you can rest. Mira, could you...?"
Mira sighed.

"Yeah yeah, I'll do it. Come on old man, off to bed." She held out her hand to him and helped him up. Even the way to the door was difficult for the two of them. Again and again, the farmer stumbled and had to hold on to your wife. His hand got suspiciously often to her buttocks.
Then the two disappeared.
You clear the table and clean the dishes while you wait for your wife to return.
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