The Delicate Darling with Her Rough Man-Chapter 180 - 179: No Matter the Hardship, My Wife Must Not Suffer
As soon as Leng Yuan and the others got back, Wu Cuilan walked over and blocked their handcart.
Gu Jiaojiao frowned.
’This woman is as clingy as a burr. I’m exhausted, and I can’t be bothered to waste my breath on her.’
"We’re not lending it out. We still need to use it!"
Wu Cuilan said matter-of-factly, "If you need it, can’t you just make another one? Leng Yuan knows how, anyway. What’s the big deal about letting me use it?"
Gu Jiaojiao laughed in exasperation. She glanced at the wild fruits in Wu Cuilan’s basket and said bluntly, "Auntie, why don’t you give me your fruit? I’d like to eat it."
Wu Cuilan instinctively refused. "Why should I? Can’t you go pick them yourself?"
Gu Jiaojiao didn’t hold back. "Because I want to eat them right now. What’s the big deal about giving them to me? It’s not like the mountain is out of them. Can’t you just go pick another basket? Why be so stingy? It’s not like they’re worth a fortune."
Wu Cuilan was speechless.
’Those were supposed to be *my* lines. Gu Jiaojiao had beaten me to the punch.’
Gu Jiaojiao didn’t give her a chance to react.
"Auntie, how can you be so stingy? This stuff is free for the taking, and you won’t even part with a few pieces of fruit. And with an attitude like that, you want to borrow our handcart? Forget it!"
Wu Cuilan was completely flabbergasted by Gu Jiaojiao’s comeback.
’Isn’t this Gu Zhiqing from the city? How can she be such a motor mouth? She’s even quicker with her words than I am.’
Gu Jiaojiao couldn’t be bothered with her any longer and left with Leng Yuan, pushing the handcart.
Just then, Wu Cuizhi came over and gave Wu Cuilan a couple of tugs. Only then did Wu Cuilan reluctantly back down.
She may have appeared to back down, but inwardly she was still scheming to get her hands on that handcart.
And it wasn’t just Wu Cuilan.
Nearly everyone in the team who saw Leng Yuan’s handcart coveted it.
Even the team leader, Chen Beiguo, made a special trip to Gu Jiaojiao’s house to see the handcart after hearing about it.
Gu Jiaojiao wasn’t stingy with Chen Beiguo. The handcart was in the courtyard, and she let him inspect it as he pleased.
The team leader walked up to it, looking it over from front to back and side to side. He even stepped onto it a couple of times to test its sturdiness before finally giving Leng Yuan a thumbs-up.
"I had no idea you had this kind of skill, you kid! Why didn’t you say so sooner? If I’d known you could make one, I wouldn’t have gone and bought a handcart."
’That handcart cost him a whole fifty yuan!’
Leng Yuan shot him a look. "I didn’t have time."
Before he had a wife, he was on his own and just made do with whatever. He didn’t live a very refined life.
But now that he had a wife, things were different. No matter how hard life was for him, he couldn’t let his wife suffer. No matter how tired he was, he couldn’t let his wife get tired.
Chen Beiguo’s mouth twitched.
’This kid has been insufferable ever since he got married.’
But on second thought, he felt a surge of pride. Such a talented person was from their village, after all. A new conviction inexplicably took root in his heart.
’As long as Gu Jiaojiao and Leng Yuan are in Qingshan Team, the village is bound to prosper sooner or later.’
With this thought in mind, Chen Beiguo’s steps were much lighter on his way back.
At noon, Gu Jiaojiao had Chen JianShe and the others stay for lunch. Sweet Girl and Xiao Yang were about to head home, but Gu Jiaojiao insisted they stay as well.
The main dish was noodles.
The noodles were made from a mix of wheat flour and cornmeal, and they were served with a rich pork sauce that filled a large basin to the brim.
Everyone’s mouths were watering just looking at it.
Gu Jiaojiao ladled a large bowl for each of them.
Chen JianShe didn’t stand on ceremony. His sister-in-law’s cooking was truly impeccable—even better than the food at the state-run restaurant.
Now, he’d much rather come here for a free meal than go to the state-run restaurant.
’It was just too bland!’
Chen JianShe and Chen Erniu’s families were relatively well-off, so they occasionally got to eat food made with white flour.
But Sweet Girl and Xiao Yang had never eaten anything so delicious. Forget about noodles with pork—they had never even had a single sip of meat broth, not even during the New Year.
The two children stared at the food before them, their eyes wide with longing. It was a heart-rending sight.
Gu Jiaojiao didn’t give the two children less just because of their age; everyone got a bowl of noodles and a scoop of meat sauce.
Xiao Yang’s portion of noodles was only slightly smaller, since he was still little and she didn’t want him to get a stomachache from overeating.
By the end of the meal, everyone’s face was shiny with oil, and they were all completely satisfied.
Sweet Girl even smacked her lips, savoring the aftertaste. She felt it was the best meal she had ever had.
’If only I could help Gu Jiaojiao every day,’ she couldn’t help but think.
