Chapter 10 My Fierce Wife
Ji Huaizhi pursed his lips and lowered his head: "It's alright, I'm just slow at chopping."
My aunt frowned: "That won't do either."
Wang Dashan bent down and pulled up his trouser leg. There was nothing wrong with it. "Then you should be more careful on weekdays and wear more clothes before going out. The dew is heavy on the mountain."
"It's already very warm. Before, in winter I was still wearing straw sandals and only had a thin layer of skin on my body." Ji Huaizhi said with a satisfied look on his face.
My aunt still felt a pang of sadness when she heard this.
Watching his retreating figure as he stacked firewood, she said, "Huaizhi, you're still young, and Gou'er is still a child. How about your aunt introduces you to a suitable match?"
"Otherwise, you can't live a life without a woman."
Ji Huai was taken aback, and said helplessly, "No one would want someone like me, and wouldn't my family situation be a burden to them?"
Wang Dashan walked away after hearing this, telling his wife to handle it.
"How could that be? Look how diligent you are! You do the housework so well, and didn't you say you were the best worker in your village?" At this point, Zhang Xiuhua felt that it was really true.
Nowadays, many men wouldn't even bother to pick up a spilled bottle at home.
"As long as you can be sensible in the future and live separately from your side, you'll still be in high demand."
She wasn't lying; after staying with them for a while, Ji Huaizhi had lost that bitterness.
Women all want to be in charge of their own homes and manage them well. It's okay to be a little tough at first, but nowadays, which family isn't struggling?
As Feng's mother brought in a large basin of white bean dregs, she heard Zhang Xiuhua's words.
What are you talking about?
Zhang Xiuhua's smile immediately widened: "My nephew said that he should live separately from the other side in the future. He's still young and can't not find someone, right?"
She already knew that Feng's mother had gone over there to inquire.
She needed to let Feng's mother know that Ji Huaizhi would no longer have any dealings with that side.
Mother Feng laughed too, this embroidery really... can't hide anything from her.
"Aunt Feng," Ji Huaizhi greeted her, continuing to tend the firewood.
“We grow soybeans at home, and I brought you some of this tofu residue. It’s delicious stewed with cabbage.” Mother Feng gestured for her to bring over a basin: “Your house is so clean.”
"So much?" Zhang Xiuhua quickly brought over a basin. "You really dote on Huaizhi, sending so much stuff?"
"Aren't you guys sending me things too? My child never had any of my candy when he was little, so what's wrong with sending him some now that he's grown up?"
Feng's mother poured all the leftover tofu residue from the basin into her hands.
It was still steaming hot and smelled of soybeans.
"Thank you, Aunt Feng." Ji Huaizhi pursed his lips, looking somewhat wooden.
His handsome face revealed a hint of honesty and simplicity.
"What are you thanking me for?" Mrs. Feng looked down at his leg. "How's your leg?"
Before Ji Huaizhi could answer, Zhang Xiuhua handed him the basin and told him to take it inside. She then spoke to Madam Feng, saying, "He's much better now. He still looks a little lame. Xiao Er took him for a follow-up appointment a couple of days ago, and the doctor said he's recovering well."
"It will take some time to recover, and then you won't be able to tell that your leg is lame."
Feng's mother didn't know whether to believe it or not; as long as he wasn't fully healed, he would still be lame.
Zhang Xiuhua put her arm around her shoulder: "Good sister, I know what you're thinking, and you know what I'm thinking. I won't hide it from you."
He gestured for her to look at the corner of the wall: "It was all chopped by Huaizhi. You just said that the house is so clean because Huaizhi cleans it. We are working in the fields now, and he is the one who does all the cooking and cooking at home."
"He's quite diligent." Mrs. Feng was surprised, but then she thought about what she had heard and felt it was understandable.
He's treated like a workhorse at home, doing everything for him, isn't he?
"Sister Xiuhua, tell me, Ji Huaizhi's health has been ruined by his stepmother, is it going to be bad?"
Zhang Xiuhua: "Dr. said during the previous checkup that I was malnourished, but didn't say anything else."
"But things have only gotten a little better in the last two years. Who had any nutrition in the previous years?"
Mrs. Feng sighed, "Don't say my Qiaoxiang is still picky at her age. You're a mother too, you have a daughter named Xiaomai..."
“My daughter is great in every way, but her marriage is just so unlucky.”
“Of course I understand. I watched Qiaoxiang grow up.” Zhang Xiuhua said honestly, “I won’t hide it from you. My nephew is a good person except for being quiet and reserved. But you’ve already asked about his biological father and stepmother.”
"It looks like a worm, it's disgusting to look at."
Feng's mother was also angry: "That's right, it's too heartless."
“When I went to inquire, I had no idea how outrageous you were. We hadn’t even seen it with our own eyes. If Da Mi knew how much her son was suffering, I don’t know how much she would cry.”
Zhang Xiuhua felt relieved and quickly said, "Sister Feng, it was tough being pregnant before, but with her three uncles, Dashan, Dahe, and Dahai, and with you as her mother, do you think you still have to be afraid of those two vicious people?"
"Huh?" Mrs. Feng was a little confused. Wasn't that said too quickly?
“Huaizhi has worked so hard for so many years, and he deserves a share of the Ji family’s property. We’ll fight for it so he can move out when the time comes,” Zhang Xiuhua explained to her, word by word. People at this time were reserved.
Zhang Xiuhua's statement was quite bold, considering that nothing was even close to being finalized.
"Qiaoxiang is also a formidable person, so won't she be the one in charge? Our nephew is hardworking and a good worker. As long as he leaves the Ji family, he'll have a better life."
Feng's mother didn't like others talking about her daughter's personality, but what Zhang Xiuhua said did make sense.
Zhang Xiuhua continued, "His silence proves that Qiaoxiang will be in charge of the family from now on. It's not a problem that Huaizhi has a daughter. That girl is a good one; she's young, sensible, and filial. She'll take care of Qiaoxiang in the future. When Qiaoxiang has a child, her older sister will also lend a hand."
Seeing Zhang Xiuhua's mouth chattering away like a machine gun, Feng's mother was actually convinced.
What Zhang Xiuhua didn't mention was that Feng Qiaoxiang had a job in the city and was an advanced worker. Once she got married, she would be eligible for a house. Although it was in high demand, there was still a chance.
If we could go to the city, wouldn't we be far away from the Ji family?
But she couldn't say that, otherwise it would be seen as her being after someone's house and salary, which wouldn't be good.
Feng's mother would also overthink things.
Moreover, she felt that her nephew was honest and wouldn't think that way.
After returning home, Feng's mother kept thinking about what Zhang Xiuhua had said, and felt that she could go back that night and discuss it with her husband.
Zhang Xiuhua watched Feng's mother's retreating figure, her smile never fading.
Wang Dashan saw the person come out and said, "It's not even settled yet, but you're smiling like a flower."
"What's it to you?" Zhang Xiuhua was in a good mood.
Ji Huaizhi came out and said embarrassedly, "Aunt Feng often brings things over, and I was thinking that I would go out again tomorrow and bring them a bundle of firewood as well."
"Do you think this is okay, Auntie?"
Zhang Xiuhua was even happier to see that he knew: "Okay, of course!"
Ji Huaizhi smiled, pursing his lips.
"Do your best. You've met her daughter before. She's a formidable woman who can protect you..." Then, feeling a bit awkward about a grown man being protected by a woman, he quickly changed his words: "Your mother and she were once verbally betrothed when they were children. It's quite a coincidence."
"Just do your best."
After saying that, she hummed a little tune and went to the field to cut cabbages.
Today we have fermented tofu, stewed with cabbage and eaten with kimchi, it's so delicious!
Ji Huaizhi felt shy upon hearing his aunt's words and glanced at his uncle with embarrassment.
Wang Dashan felt that his nephew was too introverted, like a little girl.
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