Chapter 179: Another Kind of Domestic Violence, Buying New Clothes in the County

Chu Sangning, who heard the news, was watching the watermelons at home and asked Jiang Xingyan curiously, "Where did you get the watermelons?"

Isn't watermelon a summer fruit that helps cool down the body? Why is it also available in spring?

Facing Chu Sangning's curiosity, Jiang Xingyan briefly explained that when he went to the county town to reunite with his retired comrades yesterday, he happened to see some people in the county town growing watermelons in greenhouses.

Thinking that they were getting married soon, Jiang Xingyan simply ordered several dozen kilograms of watermelon and planned to serve the fruit at the banquet.

Jiang Xingyan could think of this, and Chu Sangning's smile deepened. Thinking that the Luo family was still fighting, Chu Sangning reached out and pinched Jiang Xingyan's cheek.

She whispered coquettishly: "Jiang Xingyan, why are you so nice?"

She was not greedy for a watermelon, but was very satisfied with Jiang Xingyan's attitude. He wanted to add some more things to the banquet to prove how much he valued the marriage.

The custom here is that the better the banquet, the more the husband's family cares about the bride.

Chu Sangning smiled and pinched it, then let go of his restless little paw and stood up, "I'll go get a knife."

"No need for a knife." Jiang Xingyan looked around, found a clean place and put the watermelon on the ground. With his quick hands and eyes, he chopped the watermelon into pieces in an instant.

He pulled them apart with his hands and handed the clean, seedless ones to Chu Sangning. He picked up a few pieces and started to chew them, not forgetting to give a piece to his family.

Lin Xiuzhi was eating watermelon with a smile at first, but when she saw that the ground she had just cleaned was dirty again, she couldn't eat the watermelon anymore and stood on tiptoe to twist her son's ear.

"You've served in the army for nothing. You can't use a knife to cut watermelon. You've made the ground dirty again."

Jiang Xingyan repeatedly promised that he would clean up the place himself before escaping from his old mother's clutches. He walked over and saw the little girl with her head lowered in amazement.

He smiled softly, "What are you thinking about?"

Chu Sangning saw that one side of the watermelon was dented and the crack was quite large. She knew that Jiang Xingyan was strong, but she didn't expect that the watermelon would be as soft as flour paste in his hands.

Thinking of the quarrels and screams of the Luo family, Chu Sangning looked at him with lingering fear and asked tentatively: "Jiang Xingyan, there will be no domestic violence in our family in the future, right?"

I heard that this was not the first time Zhao Jiayun was beaten. He was beaten so badly that he had to stay at home for many days before he dared to go out. Luo Yiping was still a weak man.

If it were a soldier like Jiang Xingyan, wouldn't he beat himself to death if domestic violence broke out?

Jiang Xingyan thought for a while and nodded seriously, "Yes."

"What?" Chu Sangning widened his eyes and couldn't believe the answer he heard.

Jiang Xingyan suddenly smiled, squatted down and approached the shocked little girl, unbuttoned the top button of her shirt, pointed at the claw marks on her neck, and asked, "Does your domestic violence from a while ago count?"

Chu Sangning didn't expect this. She was speechless and wondered if Jiang Xingyan was mentally ill.

Is this considered domestic violence? What the hell is domestic violence? If he hadn't been sticking to me all the time and doing this and that, how could I have gotten rid of him?

Jiang Xingyan saw Chu Sangning didn't say anything and looked around. When he didn't see anyone, he rolled up his sleeves and said, "Here, and on the back..."

Chu Sangning's face would turn red if he kept talking like this, the domestic violence they both said was completely different!!!

"Stop talking about this, it's not true at all."

How could this be domestic violence?

Chu Sangning's objection made Jiang Xingyan smile, and he whispered, "No, I remember there was a bite mark on my shoulder, is that the one?"

Chu Sangning blushed and glared at him coquettishly, imitating Lin Xiuzhi's behavior and reaching out to grab his ear, "If you keep talking, you might really suffer domestic violence from me."

Jiang Xingyan did not dodge, but greeted her with a doting look on his face, stretched out his hands and held the little girl in his arms, "Well, my wife is domestically abusing me, I won't hide."

"Hmph, don't try to sweet-talk me here." Chu Sangning snorted arrogantly, turned her head to the side, and pushed the man's face away. "After we get married, I will lock you in the room and not give you food or water..."

Chu Sangning was so happy thinking about the wonderful life ahead that she couldn't stop grinning. She reached out and took a piece of watermelon from the ground and stuffed it into Jiang Xingyan's mouth. "Alas, there's nothing I can do. Who told me to be such a ruthless person?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm and turned it in a circle, squinting his eyes and trying his best to make his face look vicious, but unfortunately he still failed.

Jiang Xingyan lowered his head and laughed quietly. Chu Sangning could no longer pretend to be indifferent and pushed him away in disgust.

Jiang Xingyan ate the watermelon in his hand in a few bites and said teasingly, "My wife gives me sweetness."

"If it's sweet, eat more." Chu Sangning stood up and rubbed the juice on her hand into Jiang Xingyan's palm, "I won't tell you anymore. I'll go and help."

Chu Sangning only mentioned the wedding venue casually, but everyone in the Jiang family took it to heart. Since there were no flowers growing in the village, Lin Xiuzhi thought about planting them herself.

The most common things in the village were foxtail grass and some small wild flowers, which were definitely not presentable, so Jiang Xingyan asked someone to get some plums.

After telling her parents the idea, Lin Xiuzhi cleaned the land and planted the flowers within one day.

The plum blossom is the easiest flower to grow in the early spring. You can smell its fragrance from a long distance away. And because it is a finished product that Jiang Xingyan asked someone to get, it will be fine as long as it is not damaged by freezing afterwards.

Jiang Xingyan was sitting under the eaves, watching the little girl busying around like a hardworking little bee. He could not see anyone else within his sight.

His eyes softened and he stared at Chu Sangning closely.

If Jiang Panan, the little tail following Chu Sangning, knew what his uncle was thinking, he would definitely be confused.

"........" Then who is he? Is it possible that my uncle's eyesight is not good because he is old? How could he not see me?

Under Lin Xiuzhi's arrangement, the Jiang family started a thorough cleaning, from the ground to the roof, with the main goal of making the house clean and tidy.

Thinking that the wedding was only a few days away, Lin Xiuzhi was so busy that she was exhausted. Then she remembered that they had not prepared any festive clothes.

Without saying a word, she went back to the house, took out two five-yuan bills and a few cloth coupons, and stuffed them into her son's pockets. "Brother Yan, go to the county town and take Sang Ning to buy some clothes."

As for the festive enamel basins, water bottles and some miscellaneous items, Lin Xiuzhi had prepared them long ago.

Chu Sangning originally wanted to use the dress she wore at her engagement ceremony, but Lin Xiuzhi was not happy about it and insisted that marriage only happens once and she must dress up beautifully. Chu Sangning had no choice but to nod and agree.

The clothes in the county city were not as pretty as the ones Chu Sangning was wearing. After looking around, the two of them didn’t find anything they liked.