Chapter 290 My Good Wife, Anuan
Baozhu blinked her big eyes twice, then lowered her gaze guiltily and said, "Mother, please look again and see what Father said next?"
As she spoke, she grabbed Jiang Nuanzhi's arm and asked again.
Jiang Nuanzhi continued reading: "The Great Wilderness is in turmoil and trouble may arise. I hope Nuanzhi will be prepared."
Li Rong's letter was quite long, containing many instructions. Jiang Nuanzhi quickly read it and then frowned: "Your father also said that this winter will be turbulent, and that we must stock up on plenty of food. He also told us to raise and reinforce the walls of the house and courtyard, buy some weapons, and make some poison for self-defense."
"Mother, did Father say when he will be back?"
Little Baozhu looked on expectantly and asked.
Jiang Nuanzhi shook her head: "Your father isn't finished yet, but he said he'll come back as soon as he's done. He also said he doesn't know what you like, so he asked me to buy you a gift for him first. He'll make up for it when he gets back."
"And then?" Baozhu asked impatiently, as if she hadn't heard enough.
Jiang Nuanzhi shrugged and simply handed her the letter: "And that's it."
Baozhu took it and stared at the letter intently. But upon closer inspection, she noticed that she was holding the letter upside down.
Jiang Nuanzhi sighed, "Baby, don't rush. When the snow stops, Mommy will take you to buy a gift, okay? You like your brother's book box, right? I'll buy you one too."
Baozhu shook her head directly, holding the letter carefully in her little hands: "Mother, didn't Father write anything about missing you? Not a single word?"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "...I don't think so?"
Little Baozhu looked at the letter paper, which looked like scribbles, and her little face puffed up with anger.
Father is so clumsy! He doesn't write as well as my brothers! He hasn't been home for so long, and all he talks about is food, the courtyard wall, weapons, and poison. He doesn't mention missing Mother at all. Even Brother Xuan Ting's letters say he misses her, but he doesn't, which makes Bao Zhu very angry.
Thinking this, she hugged Jiang Nuanzhi and said, "Mother, are you angry?"
As if having made up her mind, she said, "If you remarry, Baozhu will stay with you!"
!
Jiang Nuanzhi: "Huh???"
For a moment, Jiang Nuanzhi was both amused and exasperated: "Silly girl, who taught you to say such things?"
"Ahem, it seems quite cold outside. I'll go check on Big Black first." The old man suddenly stood up, his eyes darting around.
Jiang Nuanzhi squinted at her and said, "I just gave Dahei a bath yesterday, and it's lying right next to your feet."
At that moment, when the sleeping Big Black heard its name, its eyes suddenly widened, its wagging tail slapped against the wall, and it looked excited.
The old man: "."
"Ahem, that's strange. Why haven't Ping'er and Xiao Er come back yet, so late? I'd better go check on them."
With that, he ran out in a flash.
Jiang Nuanzhi rolled her eyes: "It's not even noon yet, they're still at the academy, why would they go home?"
A month ago, Jiang Nuanzhi sent her second son to Panshi Academy for his early education. The two brothers went to and from school at the same time every day. Fusheng was also there. After testing Fusheng's knowledge, Jiang Nuanzhi felt that his studies shouldn't be neglected. So she decided to send him to the academy as well.
However, Fusheng kept his current status as a servant in mind and refused Jiang Nuanzhi's suggestion.
At this stage, as long as Fusheng had free time to study, he could organize his questions every few days and ask Dean Yue once, which would be enough. Sometimes, he could even just ask Ping'er for advice. It just so happened that today, Fusheng went to the academy with Ping'er and the others.
Jiang Nuanzhi looked out the window and saw the old man wandering around outside in the light snow. She couldn't help but laugh and turned to Baozhu: "Is your Grandpa Jing talking nonsense to you again?"
Baozhu blinked: "Mother, what nonsense did Grandpa Jing say?"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
Yes, he's talked enough nonsense.
She patted Xiao Baozhu's head and couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "Don't worry, Mommy doesn't want to remarry right now. I'll let you know when Mommy does want to remarry."
After listening, Xiao Baozhu tilted her head and thought for a moment, then nodded seriously: "Okay."
Seeing her adorable expression, Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't help but chuckle. She wondered how interesting Li Rong's expression would be when he heard his daughter say such a thing.
"Father has other letters, shall we take a look together?"
As she spoke, she took out two more letters.
Little Baozhu didn't seem very interested, leaning against Jiang Nuanzhi's lap: "Okay, let's go with Mother."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
However, after opening it and skimming through it, I felt something was off. The writing style and the train of thought were completely different from the letter I had just read.
She was slightly suspicious for a moment, and then compared the two letters.
Seeing that the handwriting was identical, she realized she was overthinking things; Li Rong's handwriting could be sold, but it was difficult to imitate. Now, however, she was even more confused. Could Li Rong have schizophrenia? Or perhaps his previous illness left some kind of aftereffect?
Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't help but feel a little worried.
After reading them carefully, I realized that neither letter contained anything of importance.
He talked about eating and drinking, and how amazing he was. He was exaggerating a bit too much, and Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't help but twitch her lips as she watched.
If it weren't for his undeniably good physique and decent looks, Jiang Nuanzhi would have loved to throw the letter in his face. It would have certainly damaged her impression of him.
Then, seeing a bunch of praise for herself, Jiang Nuan subconsciously shook off the goosebumps on her arms. She still smiled and handed the letter to Xiao Baozhu: "Baozhu, look, your father said he misses me."
Baozhu replied listlessly, "Oh."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "???"
Honestly, isn't this little girl's behavior a bit too obvious?
Remembering the gift mentioned at the end of the letter, Jiang Nuanzhi frowned and found a box among the pile of packages that had just been sent back. Opening it, she found a silver plaque engraved with: "My dear wife, Nuanzhi."
"Oh dear, it's so cold."
The old man then opened the door and came in, shaking off the snow and rubbing his hands together.
Upon seeing Ah Nuan, he coughed lightly and said, "Hehe, I forgot, it's still early, and it's really cold outside." Then, pretending nothing was wrong, he plopped down on a stool.
However, when he saw what Jiang Nuanzhi was holding, his eyes widened, and he grinned loudly, "Haha, what the hell is this? It's so ugly! Crooked and twisted! And there are words on it? Good wife. Nuanzhi??"
"Hahaha, could this be a gift from Li boy to you? Hahahaha!"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
Can she throw this thing away?
The kind that's thrown far away?
But the next second, she did exactly that, except she stuffed the silver medal directly into the old man's wide-open mouth.
The shrill laughter stopped abruptly.
Jiang Nuanzhi let out a breath.
Yeah, that feels good.
The old man: "!"
Old man: Hehe.
Old man: No, not at all.
(End of this chapter)
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