Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!-Chapter 308 - 6: The Cannon Fodder Sister-in-Law in the Group Pampering Novel (6)
Jiang Lai stood there for a moment before slowly turning her head to look at him, her clear and pretty eyebrows showing a hint of grievance.
"You knew to come back."
The woman spoke, her low, soft voice carrying a slightly raspy tone, as if she had been crying.
The initial anger of Xie Jian dissipated considerably, and he walked over to sit directly on the stool beside the heated brick bed.
Jiang Lai continued flipping through the pages of the book, reading intently.
This book had always been used to level the table corner at home, and now in Jiang Lai’s hands, more than half of it had already been read.
Xie Jian watched her, unable to find any flaw, as if she was truly engrossed in reading the book, and it wasn’t even slow.
"Do you recognize the words?"
"Yes."
Jiang Lai lowered her eyes to look at him, then placed the book aside.
"There’s an old man next door to our house who can read and write, and I learned a bit from him."
"Oh, I didn’t know before."
He had thought she was like other rural women, not knowing a single character.
After a moment of silence, Xie Jian thought about the earlier event. He had intended to scold her, but now he couldn’t bring himself to say it. He didn’t even dare to look up at her.
Before he could speak, Jiang Lai brought it up on her own.
"I was too hungry today and ate a few of your sister’s eggs and got scolded by your mother."
Her words carried a bit of grievance, and listening to them brought a wave of inexplicable guilt over Xie Jian.
His wife was so hungry that she stole food. With his mother’s temperament, she would definitely not have had a good time, getting scolded at best or maybe even beaten. A moment ago, he was planning to scold her.
But thinking it through, she only wanted something to eat because she was hungry.
"Next time you’re hungry, don’t touch my sister’s things. Tell me, and I’ll bring you something to eat."
"I just married into the family, how would I know everything good in your house belongs to your sister? Besides, you’re my husband, whatever’s in the house is yours and mine, so why can’t I eat the eggs?"
Jiang Lai spoke slowly, her words clearly addressing the thing that most annoyed Xie Jian, but seeing her aggrieved look, the man couldn’t get angry.
But he still put on a show and put on a stern face.
"Little sister isn’t in good health. In earlier years, she used up her good fortune to keep us alive, and now she deserves the best we can give her. Don’t hold a grudge against our parents for favoring her."
Jiang Lai sneered.
"Even if she has good fortune, it’s been used on you. Now, as an outsider married into your family, am I supposed to suffer along with you?"
Xie Jian couldn’t find any words to respond.
Jiang Lai sighed, sat up, and slowly approached Xie Jian. In the candlelight, her slender body under her thin clothing looked so delicate and graceful, especially her feet; as she walked on the straw mat, her snow-white clean toes looked as beautiful as pearls.
Xie Jian never realized the wife he married could be so beautiful.
He silently watched her approach, followed by a rich fragrance filling his nose, it seemed like the scent of soap, but he never thought soap could smell so good.
"Here."
Jiang Lai leaned in and took something from her pocket to give to him.
Xie Jian followed her smooth, slender arm with a look, in the small palm was a bunch of wild grapes, their colors vibrant.
"I picked them from the tree by the river, have a taste, they’re especially sweet."
Xie Jian looked at her hand and shook his head.
"You eat, I don’t want any."
"Why not eat something good? Only fools don’t eat. Are you a fool?"
The man frowned, feeling that Jiang Lai wasn’t being very polite in her speech to him.
But the word "fool" coming from her mouth had an inexplicable charm.
Before Xie Jian could say anything else, Jiang Lai directly stuffed one into his mouth.
"Is it good?"
Xie Jian pressed his lips together and nodded.
It didn’t really matter to him what the grapes tasted like, what lingered was the touch of her fingers, slightly cool, so smooth and tender.
Jiang Lai emptied the grapes from her pocket onto the table.
"Then they’re all yours, I’ve already had enough."
With that, Jiang Lai retreated, lifted the quilt, and got inside, raising her head to look at him.
The place where Jiang Lai lay only had a single straw mat, which she brought on their wedding day. In the middle of the heated brick bed, there is a dirt wall, only one person wide, with Xie Jian’s bedding next to it.
Since the unpleasantness of their wedding day, he had been sleeping on the bedding beside her, thinking no one noticed. But to his surprise, it hadn’t escaped Lv Cuiping’s eyes.
Xie Jian was a normal man, but he felt no interest towards Jiang Lai at all. He would rather find release by the river than come home to Jiang Lai.
But tonight was very different.
After a day of hard farm work, a man should have fallen asleep as soon as he hit the bed and slept until dawn, but today he was restless, tossing and turning.
In the dark, he could clearly hear every little sound Jiang Lai made, the sound of her turning and the sound of her pulling back the quilt.
The heat in the daytime carried over to the night, the woman must have been too hot and pulled back the quilt.
The wall her head faced had a window, and the bright moonlight spilled through the window, illuminating the little world below.
When Xie Jian turned over, the silhouette lying on its side unexpectedly struck deep into his heart, and under the moonlight, her figure was like a gently undulating hill, the soft lines outlining an overly slim waist and slender legs.
And the black hair spread over the pillow, under the moonlight, looked like smooth water plants in the river.
Xie Jian watched entranced, and then the silhouette moved unexpectedly, turning over.
The man immediately closed his eyes.
In the darkness, he heard Jiang Lai cautiously pat the wall, and after a brief silence, the rustling sound in the room began again.
It was a mouse, just like every house had.
Recently, with the autumn harvest, there were more mice.
"Xie Jian?"
She called out hesitantly.
The man took a moment before giving a gruff "Hmm."
"There’s a mouse, I’m afraid, I can’t sleep."
What’s there to be afraid of about mice?
But then, when thinking of that rich fragrance, even he found it enticing, let alone a mouse. What if it really bit her?
Helplessly, Xie Jian got up to catch the mouse, only for Jiang Lai to stand up and come towards him.
"I’ll stay closer to you. You’re big, and the mouse won’t dare come near you."
With that, Jiang Lai moved her straw mat and quilt over next to Xie Jian, lay them out, and lay back down.
"There, now I’m not afraid. You should get some rest, you’ll have to get up early tomorrow."
Xie Jian slowly lay back down, all his muscles tense, lying flat on the heated brick bed, he could clearly hear the breathing coming from beside him, and the faint, distinct fragrance in the air was becoming more pronounced, with Jiang Lai’s every move right next to him.
Suddenly, a low murmur came from beside him.
"I talked to your mother today about splitting the family."
"Yeah, I know."
"That’s just my temper. I can’t stand grievances. Your mother also said that you should divorce me and kick me out."
