Treated as the Family's保姆, I Took the Household Register and Married the Richest Man

(1970s-80s, slapping faces, daily life, getting rich, raising kids) Wang Yuqing died from overwork and transmigrated to the late 1970s into a family of seven, becoming the family's保姆 (nanny/mai...

Chapter 94 Decides to Go Back Tomorrow to Return the Milk Money

Chapter 94 Decides to Go Back Tomorrow to Return the Milk Money

This loud shout scared Lin Meili away so much that she lost her shoes in the process.

Actually, she was just there to deliver a message because she had witnessed how ruthless Wang Yuqing was. She was practically insane, and she would attack anyone, whether male or female, with both words and physical force.

She had originally planned to make sarcastic remarks and quickly retreat when she saw things were going wrong, but she was scared away by a single word from Ji Xuening, who was usually taciturn.

Perhaps because she wasn't the original owner of this body, and because she was mentally strong, Wang Yuqing wasn't affected by what had just been said. She gave Ji Xuening an impeccable, sweet smile: "You were quite domineering just now."

Ji Xuening looked down at her, her eyes filled with tenderness: "Your family doesn't love you, but we do."

Wang Yuqing's heart skipped a beat as she stared at his face.

Ji Xuening continued in a gentle voice, "I had heard that you were having a hard time at home, but I didn't expect it to be this bad. If I had known, I would have brought you to live with me much earlier."

He suddenly leaned down, placed his hands on her shoulders, and his breathing became rapid: "We'll give you the family love you never had. We'll give you the happiness you never experienced. They don't care about you, but we cherish you dearly."

"I will work hard to make sure you don't have to suffer and can live a good life."

"I will never let you suffer any more grievances. You are so good, a hundred times better than anyone else."

Hearing this, Wang Yuqing felt an overwhelming surge of moisture in her eyes. Both the original owner of this body and herself longed for relatives, warmth, and to be loved.

She never expected that such a rough-looking man would say such tender words. At this moment, she prayed in her heart that Chen Xiangxue in this life would never come.

She murmured softly, "It's us, not me."

Although Ji Xuening may seem slow-witted, he is not slow-witted at all. He instantly understood the meaning of those words, his face flushed, and he stammered, "They are...the same."

Wang Yuqing's gaze shifted to his large hands resting on her shoulders, and she felt very reassured and warm.

Ji Xuening followed her gaze, quickly withdrew her hand, and blushed slightly, having momentarily forgotten the difference between men and women.

However, his gaze was very deep, especially when he inadvertently saw Wang Yuqing's protruding chest and her rosy lips. And yet, she was smiling at him, which stirred up impulsive and outrageous thoughts in his heart.

Wang Yuqing was in a good mood, her face beaming like a flower: "Hehe, it seems we're quite suited to spend our lives together."

Ji Xuening's gaze darkened. Was it just 'make do'?

These words made his mood suddenly heavy, and a sense of loss seemed to surge through his heart.

Wang Yuqing looked at him and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you making that face all of a sudden?"

After saying that, she added, "I like the way you smile. You look so handsome and good-looking when you smile. Smile for me."

After hearing this, Ji Xuening, who was a little angry just now, immediately obeyed her. She tried very hard, but her facial muscles were squeezed together very unnaturally, and she showed a very stiff smile.

Wang Yuqing frowned: "That's a fake smile, it doesn't look good. You should give a proper smile."

Ji Xuening said in a simple-minded way, "There's nothing to laugh about."

Wang Yuqing added sourly, "Then think about Chen Xiangxue."

Ji Xuening: "..."

His thick eyebrows furrowed: "Why are you bringing her up again? I've already said I'm not familiar with her, why would I want to think about her?"

Wang Yuqing didn't know what was wrong with her, why she kept bringing up Chen Xiangxue.

She said, "Then think about what makes you happy, like making a lot of money? Becoming the richest person in the world? Having more money than you can spend?"

Ji Xuening maintained a cold and expressionless face.

Wang Yuqing continued, "Try to think about it in your mind, for example, what you hope to do, and what you end up doing..."

Ji Xuening couldn't help but think of 'getting a marriage certificate'. He suddenly smiled, his handsome eyebrows instantly relaxing, and his lips naturally parted to reveal his snow-white teeth.

Wang Yuqing was stunned, her heart trembling slightly in her chest.

Under a sky full of twinkling stars, he stood tall and slender, his usually cold brows and serious features now gentle, especially his clean and clear smile and his eyes as clear as a mountain spring. He was as handsome and dazzling as the moon in the sky.

If this were in the 21st-century entertainment industry, it would be absolutely devastating!

Ji Xuening noticed that she was staring intently at her, and a slight blush rose on her cheeks: "Is this not bad-looking?"

Wang Yuqing snapped out of her daze and looked at him with a smile: "No wonder so many people are interested in you, and I'm interested in you too. Do you know how handsome you are?"

Ji Xuening remained silent, standing still, quiet and gentle, with a touch of childlike shyness.

At this moment, Grandma Ji came out of the house and asked worriedly, "I think I just heard someone cursing in the yard. Was it Lin Meili from the Cao family?"

Wang Yuqing replied, "Yes, she told Lin Xuemei to hurry up and give her the 100 yuan milk money."

Grandma Ji called out, "Fourth brother..."

Ji Xuening hurriedly said, "Then we'll go there tomorrow and give her the money."

Grandma Ji asked, "Do you have that much money?"

Wang Yuqing did the math and said, "I made seventy yuan selling pork last time, and I still have sixteen yuan and thirty cents in my hand."

Grandma Ji sighed, "That's still more than ten yuan short, and we can't afford to spend the money you have. Don't worry, let the fourth brother think of a way."

Actually, Wang Yuqing felt that she should pay the 100 yuan milk money herself. There was still a week left until the end of the month, and she could sell snails again. It would be a little tiring, but she could sell them wherever there was a market and definitely earn 100 yuan.

She said, "There's no need to go tomorrow..."

Ji Xuening interrupted her: "Go tomorrow. Keep your money. I'll sell this pig to the brigade tomorrow. I can get 30 yuan for it."

After hearing this, Grandma Ji agreed: "That's right, our pigs are raised so well that everyone loves them and wants to buy them and raise them themselves."

Wang Yuqing knew that in this era, pigs could not be slaughtered by the farmers themselves; they could only be sold to the state once they were fully grown. However, because of the policy that every household could raise pigs, they could privately sell pigs to the people in the production brigade so that they could continue to raise them themselves.

She refused: "No way, this pig is doing just fine, why sell it? Besides, we're all family, my money is your money too, and I was the one who followed you home in the first place, so that 100 yuan milk allowance was originally given by me."

If they had treated Wang Yuqing any worse, she naturally wouldn't have given them the money. But this family was just too good to her, and she was essentially making an investment, which would pay off in the future.

Ji Xuening said, "No, I'm a man, so I have to pay for the milk. I'll go find the old Party Secretary right now and get a certificate. Whoever offers the highest price in the team, I'll sell to them."

Wang Yuqing stopped him, huffing, "Didn't you say you'd be good to me? Being good to me basically means listening to me, right? Are you even listening to me?"

Ji Xuening: "..."

Grandma Ji chuckled from behind.

Finally, Ji Xuening couldn't persuade Wang Yuqing otherwise, and the two of them discussed going to Wang's house the next day to give the milk money, because the wild boar seller had seventy yuan, plus the sixteen yuan Wang Yuqing had, and they could also sell the dozen or so stools that Ji Xuening had made the next day, which would bring them to 100 yuan.