My Wife is a Psychic-Chapter 82 - How Many Children Do You Want to Have?

Although the emperor’s gifts could not be sold, the effects of the bestowment of marriage were obvious.

“The Cheng family’s eldest daughter-in-law asked me to ask if the marriage between your second son, Jiang Er, and Miss Cheng is still valid.” Madam Wang lowered her voice and laughed, her tone was a little flattering.

Yang Fen raised her eyebrows slightly, but her attitude toward Madam Wang was not as warm as before. “Look, several people came to propose marriage to Jiang Er yesterday, but I didn’t even see them. Why don’t I ask Jiang Er when he comes back tonight? ”

This time, Yang Fen did not even bring any snacks or sugar water to serve her. Madam Wang looked a little embarrassed. She felt that the Cheng family was stupid. They did not agree to the marriage last time, but now there were many people who wanted Jiang Er!

After Madam Wang left, Jiang Er came out in a new set of clothes. He said to Yang Fen, “Mother, you have to pick a good wife for me. I want someone who looks better than the Cheng family’s girl. Yesterday, I heard that someone wanted to propose marriage to Jiang Si, and your requirements are even higher than before!” Jiang Er was a little jealous. He had heard that the girl who came to ask for Jiang Si was the daughter of the county master!

Yang Fen pretended to pat Jiang Zhi’s shoulder.”How can your sister-in-law be compared to Jiang Si’s future wife? Jiang Si is a scholar, so his wife will be different from others in the future. Since your sister-in-law Zheng Rong can’t have any more children, ask your brother to divorce her next year and marry another one. We don’t lack a wife anyway, and there are so many girls lining up to marry into our family. Also, don’t be stupid. When Jiang Si becomes an official in the future, you’ll be an official’s brother. By then, you won’t have to worry about being wronged.”

Yang Fen was very confident in her words. Ever since Jiang Xi had been betrothed and became the village chief of Happy Village, she had been standing up straight. Even Yang Fen’s maternal family had come to invite her several times, but she had refused. Previously, her sons had said that it was difficult to get married, but now, there were so many marriage proposals that their doorstep was almost broken.

Yang Fen’s words made Jiang Er smile, but Zheng Rong, who was just about to enter the room, felt her hands and feet turn cold. Tears were falling down her face. She was originally a coward, and now that she could not get pregnant, she felt even more guilty and did not dare to speak.

At this time, Jiang Xi also arrived. Zheng Rong felt sad and could not help but mumble to Jiang Xi, “You also think that I’m incompetent, right? When I was young, in order to carry my brother across the river to study, I had to soak in the cold river water every day. When it snowed, it was bone-piercing cold, and the cold hurt my body. Now, I can’t get pregnant. It’s my own fault. I’m sorry for your big brother.” Zheng Rong wiped her tears and for the first time, she complained to Jiang Xi. Jiang Xi was holding a basket with more than ten eggs in it.

Every morning, the chickens and ducks raised by Old Madam Jiang of the Jiang family would come to Jiang Xi’s house to lay eggs and leave after laying them. At night, they would go back to eat food, and then lay eggs in the morning. Old Madam Jiang was angry about this, but she did not dare to say anything. Therefore, Jiang Xi was now tired of eating eggs, while the other members of the Jiang family were drooling from the desire for eggs.

“My family has a few daughters. My mother saw that I wasn’t in good health and couldn’t do too much work, so she married me to your big brother. Actually, your big brother didn’t spend much money on me. The money was spent on Jiang Si, but my mother was afraid that my brothers would have objections, so she said that the money was for me,” Zheng Rong said as she wiped her tears. She really did not take the money from Jiang Xi’s hanging previously.

“How many children do you want to have?” Jiang Xi suddenly asked Zheng Rong, and then looked at her belly with a gloomy expression.

“Me? I want to have a son the most. My family has six daughters and only one son, so I only want to have one son. One son is enough. I’m afraid that our mother won’t like having a daughter.” Zheng Rong said. She was afraid that her daughter would have a hard time like her.

“There will be. Maybe your chubby son is already in your stomach. You have to be careful.” Jiang Xi paused and wondered if she had pasted the talisman of the child-giving on her this year. Why did she keep sending children this year?

Zheng Rong was stunned, thinking that Jiang Xi was a consoling woman. She was about to say something, but Yang Fen asked her to cook. She could only wipe her tears and answer, then quickly went to work.

Outside the gate of the Jiang family’s house, a few women shouted at the top of their lungs, “Village chief? Is the village chief at home?” Although they called Jiang Xi ‘village chief’, they did not believe it in their hearts. After all, how could the position of village chief be given to a little girl?

Jiang Guoyou walked out with a limp. His face was finally a little ruddy as if Jiang Xi’s marriage had restored some of his energy.