Zhou Jiajun noticed that Sun Xiaoying had changed. Compared to when they were newlyweds, she was more gentle and considerate towards him, no longer kicking him out to sleep, and was much more kind and respectful to his elderly mother. Now she was just like when they were newlyweds.
He was a rather oblivious person; he simply assumed that Sun Xiaoying had adapted to life at home and was beginning to integrate into the Zhou family, and he was filled with anticipation for the future. He believed that if the whole family worked together, they could always make life better.
Early in the morning, the villagers got up one after another to get ready to go to the fields to do farm work. In the Zhou family's courtyard, Zhou Jiajun, wearing a white vest, was bending over to wash his face. His movements revealed his rather muscular build from years of hard work, giving him an inexplicable masculine charm.
The door opened, and Sun Xiaoying, dressed in a floral dress, walked out. Her eyes lit up when she saw this scene, and her gaze unconsciously lingered on the man's waist and abdominal muscles. She even unconsciously swallowed.
She had encountered many men in her previous life, and although none of them led to anything, she could still be considered worldly-wise. However, none of those men possessed the same masculinity as Zhou Jiajun. Looking back now, she realized she must have been blind to have fallen for that scumbag Yan Wuyou, when Zhou Jiajun was clearly far more attractive to her.
"Brother Zhou, let me wipe your face." With a sweet smile, Sun Xiaoying picked up a towel and stepped forward to wipe Zhou Jiajun's face, her eyes and actions conveying her gentleness and thoughtfulness.
Brother Zhou will definitely like me even more, after all, I'm so gentle and considerate, every action I take shows my affection. Sun Xiaoying's eyes were full of smugness.
"Uh, I can do it myself, I can do it myself." Zhou Jiajun froze on the spot, unable to dodge Sun Xiaoying's gentle care for a moment. When he came to his senses, he hurriedly snatched the handkerchief from Sun Xiaoying's hand and wiped his face haphazardly to cover up his panicked expression.
People in this conservative era wouldn't go for something so mushy. Although Zhou Jiajun liked Sun Xiaoying and wanted to spend his life with her, he had never imagined such a scene.
Sun Xiaoying's smile froze for a moment, and her hands, hanging by her sides, tightened. After all, she was someone who had been reborn from decades in the future, and her mindset was still not quite right.
Zhou Jiajun's avoidance was truly hurtful to his pride. He couldn't help but wonder if Zhou Jiajun no longer liked him. Had he already fallen for An Jin?
The scene I saw when I was a nanny at the Zhou family unconsciously floated into my mind. Zhou Jiajun and An Jinqin were a harmonious couple. Even though they were quite old, they were still a model couple. The couple was loving and affectionate at home, which made people envious.
Their intimate behavior didn't seem to have developed overnight. Could it be that the two of them had a secret affair all along?
Thinking of this, Sun Xiaoying's face turned slightly green, as if she were being shrouded in a green cloud. The thought of An Jin's glamorous and happy life filled her with resentment that what should have been hers had been taken away by this woman.
In this life, he must never let anyone steal his man and his happiness again.
In a short moment, countless thoughts flashed through Sun Xiaoying's mind. Zhou Jiajun was completely unaware of this. After wiping her face clean, she suddenly remembered something and said, "Xiaoying, I've been keeping the money that Yan Zhiqing gave me before. It was originally yours, so you can keep it for now!"
Mentioning the name Yan Zhiqing made Sun Xiaoying's face even uglier, turning slightly dark. If you were to ask who she hated most in her life, it would undoubtedly be Yan Wuyou.
When Yan Wuyou was a sent-down youth, she devoted herself to him wholeheartedly, emptying her family's savings to provide him with good food and drink. Later, she abandoned her family and came to the big city with him. Unexpectedly, after only three or five years of marriage, he insisted on divorcing her, completely disregarding his feelings and help in the past, and showing no regard for their marital relationship. He was extremely heartless.
Although Yan Wuyou denied it, he believed that the other party must have had someone else outside, which was why he abandoned his wife who had shared his hardships.
"I don't want it." Sun Xiaoying's voice rose instinctively, becoming somewhat shrill, and her expression twisted for a moment. She didn't care about that scumbag Yan Wuyou's money; the other party owed her far more than that.
Although there are some differences from his previous life, he believes that Yan Wuyou's scumbag nature will never change. It's easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature. Such a man is simply a waste of air and a threat to society.
Zhou Jiajun was filled with questions, not understanding why Sun Xiaoying reacted so strongly every time Yan Zhiqing was mentioned. This time was especially so. Even if he was thick-skinned, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.
Seeing Zhou Jiajun's puzzled expression, Sun Xiaoying instantly realized her lapse in composure. She straightened her hair, forced a smile, and lowered her voice, becoming much gentler, "It's just that our family is short of money. What's the difference between you and me? My money is your money, isn't it? You can take it to pay off your debts! Don't worry about my feelings."
He wouldn't even consider it dirty to hold onto that scumbag Yan Wuyou's money, let alone the fact that the other party owed him more than just six yuan. Sooner or later, he would make the other party pay it all back.
After the two of them tried to refuse, Sun Xiaoying used all sorts of tricks, from acting cute and silly, to finally get Zhou Jiajun to accept her, leaving her feeling exhausted and disillusioned.
Zhou Jiajun is a really good person, but he's too dull. I don't know how he became a successful businessman. Sun Xiaoying couldn't help but sigh.
While Sun Xiaoying was distracted, Zhou Jiajun stole a glance at her, his ears turned slightly red, and his eyes darted around.
Her attire was the most common in the village, yet it inexplicably possessed a unique charm that drew everyone's attention. Sun Xiaoying was one of the most beautiful girls in the village, though not exceptionally beautiful, but her appearance at this moment was truly captivating.
After noticing Zhou Jiajun's scrutiny, Sun Xiaoying felt much better. She straightened her back slightly and raised her chin a little. Her clothes weren't as loose as those of the village women; they had been specially altered to accentuate her waistline, making her appear slender. The trousers were tapered, neat and clean, and her hair was meticulously styled, unlike the disheveled appearance of the others.
Having been reborn, he was undoubtedly the best in terms of aesthetics. He believed that as long as he managed things well and no one caused trouble, the position of the richest man's wife would surely be hers in the future.
"Brother Zhou, let's go! Let's go work in the fields together." With a smile on her face, Sun Xiaoying unconsciously placed her hand on Zhou Jiajun's arm and leaned gently on his shoulder, her voice as gentle as water.
In truth, he felt bitter inside. He hadn't worked in the fields for decades and found it extremely difficult to adapt to the hardships of rural life. But in order to leave Zhou Jiajun with a good impression of being hardworking and kind, he had to endure it.
Even so, Zhou Jiajun was an honest man who loved his wife dearly, and he took on most of the farm work himself, which made things much easier for Sun Xiaoying.
A mundane life makes one want to relax, but reality always brings surprises.
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