Chapter 59 The fool’s true identity is the Demon Lord.

Shen Zhi had finished venting his emotions. The corners of his eyes were slightly moist and his lips had turned red from lack of oxygen from crying.

The whole person looks pitiful.

Jiang Dongsheng wiped away Shen Zhi's tears with the back of his hand, and tried to pull up the corners of his mouth to make Shen Zhi laugh, "Good daughter-in-law."

Shen Zhi pursed his lips, but still couldn't help curling the corners of his lips.

"Fool."

When Jiang Dongsheng saw Shen Zhi finally smiled, his tight heart was smoothed out and he felt sour and bitter.

No one likes fools in the first place, but why does he feel so upset because his wife doesn't like him?

Jiang Dongsheng showed a rare look of confusion on his face.

Shen Zhi poked Jiang Dongsheng's dazed face and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"Ah...?" Jiang Dongsheng raised his head slowly and stared at Shen Zhi in a daze.

He didn't know what he was thinking. It is difficult for a fool to think and it is difficult for him to come up with any conclusion.

Shen Zhi didn't insist on asking for the reason, "Jiang... Dongsheng", Shen Zhi seldom called Jiang Dongsheng's full name so calmly, usually he would call him "hey" or his full name, which meant that Jiang Dongsheng had made him angry again.

Shen Zhi's soft, stumbling cry was like a feather scratching across Jiang Dongsheng's heart, sweet and itchy.

"Daughter-in-law," Jiang Dongsheng had just cried with tears in his eyes along with Shen Zhi, and now his smile looked particularly funny.

So stupid.

Jiang Dongsheng's eyes are very beautiful, pure and clean, with starlight in his black pupils. From this perspective, Jiang Dongsheng seems to be no different from a normal person, and he even has the charm of a mature man.

Shen Zhi's ears felt hot, and he said gloomily, "Did you pay me just now? Do you still want to buy the vanishing cream?"

Jiang Dongsheng just rushed over to find him without caring about anything, and it seems that he didn't take anything with him.

"The money is gone," Jiang Dongsheng touched his chest. The twenty yuan his mother gave him was gone.

However, Jiang Dongsheng shook his head in panic, "I won't buy it. I...I won't buy it. I won't make my wife unhappy."

Jiang Dongsheng tried hard to avoid anything that would make Shen Zhi unhappy.

Shen Zhi wanted to cry again, but he held back. "Are you stupid? That's money." It's not something you can just say you don't want. Shen Zhi stood up and brushed off the dirt on his body. "I'll go with you and buy some vanishing cream."

Shen Zhi took two steps forward, but did not see Jiang Dongsheng following him.

Shen Zhi turned around and saw the tall Jiang Dongsheng standing there hesitantly like a child who had done something wrong.

There was worry and resistance in his eyes.

Shen Zhi's throat suddenly choked. He had frightened him. Shen Zhi walked up to Jiang Dongsheng, smiled soothingly, and held Jiang Dongsheng's rough hand. "It's okay. I'll go with you."

Jiang Dongsheng's hands are covered with wrinkles from years of farm work. The thick, rough skin protects his palms and serves as a protective mechanism to increase dullness in order to protect them from being hurt by the scorching sun. But now the touch of Jiang Dongsheng's palms is abnormally sensitive.

Shen Zhi's cool and soft hand pressed against Jiang Dongsheng's hot palm, miraculously calming the restless Jiang Dongsheng. All the bitterness disappeared, and the dripping honey flowed from his palm to his chest.

"Let's go." Shen Zhi didn't have to exert much strength and Jiang Dongsheng was easily taken away by Shen Zhi, following behind Shen Zhi obediently.

Shen Zhi adjusted his mood, let out a breath and then walked in.

"Have we packed the things we just bought?" Shen Zhijing walked straight to the counter and knocked on the glass cabinet twice.

The color of Shen Zhi's fingers was very light, and his slender white knuckles showed that Shen Zhi lived a life of luxury. The line of his lips was very flat, giving off an aura of majesty without even being angry.

The salesman stared at Shen Zhi's pretty face in a daze, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. He took out the things, thinking that they didn't want them. "There are four boxes in total. I'll charge you twenty. Please take them."

"Here are the buns you just dropped off," the salesperson handed the already cold buns to Shen Zhi.

Jiang Dongsheng took all the things and said to Shen Zhi after a moment's hesitation, "Wife, I...I haven't bought you any paintbrushes yet."

What paintbrush? Shen Zhi looked up in confusion, and it took him a long time to remember that he had promised to paint the flowers in Jiang Dongsheng's dreams.

Aren't you a fool? How come you remember it better than him?

"Do you have any paints?" Shen Zhi asked the salesperson. Shen Zhi didn't have much hope, as paints for painting were rare even in the city.

The salesman's eyes lit up, he was right, this man was from a big city, otherwise he would have never heard of buying pigments.

"Yes, we happen to have a set here," the salesperson took the paint from the bottom of the shelf to the counter. This thing was expensive and no one bought it. It was hard to find someone who knew the goods. "There is only this set. It comes with a drawing board and paper. You don't need to buy anything else. It's just a little expensive."

Shen Zhi opened it. There were sixteen colors in total. It was much worse than what Shen Zhi had used before. However, Shen Zhi had never touched these since he became an educated youth in the countryside. Shen Zhi couldn't let go of it and stroked it. "How much?"

"Eighty-six," the salesperson kept quoting the price, fearing that Shen Zhi would not buy it.

Shen Zhi paused. It was not worth spending eighty-six yuan to buy this. All in all, the corn was only sold for more than four hundred yuan today, including the money from Jiang Nian and his friends for the corn.

"We don't want it anymore..."

"Here's the money," Jiang Dongsheng took out the money and put it on the counter. He picked up the set of paints, raised his eyes, and his black starry eyes were extremely bright. "Wife, buy it if you like it."

"Don't," Shen Zhi didn't have time to stop him. The salesperson had already collected Jiang Dongsheng's loose bills.

Shen Zhi was so angry that he pinched Jiang Dongsheng, "How can you spend money so lavishly? You plan to leave me starving when I have no money to survive the winter."

Jiang Dongsheng hurriedly followed the angry Shen Zhi with his things in his hands, and repeatedly assured him, "I won't let my wife starve. I have money. I really have money."

It would be strange if Shen Zhi could believe it. He only found out later that the 400 yuan betrothal gift was all taken by Jiang Dongsheng. Jiang Dongsheng did not have Jiang Nian's high salary, so how long would it take for him to save the income from farming?

How is it possible to have any money left?

At this point, Shen Zhi no longer blamed Jiang Dongsheng. What was the point of arguing with a fool?

You can get by with tightening your belt.

"I will go back after sending the letter to my grandparents." When Shen Zhi arrived in Guya Village, he basically lost contact with his grandparents. Shen Zhi was afraid that the old people would worry, so he wanted to report that he was safe.

Shen Zhiwen walked all the way to the post office.

After spending three cents to buy letter paper and stamps, Shen Zhi borrowed a pen and began to write on the table. He was living well in Guya Village and would go back to see them when he had time. Shen Zhi picked up a lot of small things and wrote a lot. Two pages of paper were not enough.

Jiang Dongsheng bought another one, and Shen Zhi had almost finished writing in a short time, with only the bottom two lines left.

Shen Zhi paused, not knowing what to write next.

Forget it, that's all. There's nothing to write. Shen Zhi planned to fold the letter paper.

"Wife, aren't you going to write anymore? There's still some space," Jiang Dongsheng, who was waiting for Shen Zhi to write a letter, pointed to the two blank lines on the letter paper.

Jiang Dongsheng had never been to school and thought that paper had to be filled up.

Shen Zhi stopped folding paper, pursed his lips, looked up and saw Jiang Dongsheng's innocent and silly face, and asked hesitantly: "Do you... know how to read?"

Jiang Dongsheng shook his head, and the familiar silly smile appeared on his face again. "Wife, I don't know. No one taught a fool to read."

Shen Zhi didn't react. He lowered his head and said "Oh", then unfolded the letter and added two more sentences. He folded it up after he finished writing.

Shen Zhi went to mail a letter, and there happened to be a letter addressed to him, so Shen Zhi took it in advance.

Shen Zhi thought it was sent to him by his grandfather, but unexpectedly it was from Zhou Meiling, his stepmother.

Zhou Meiling would not send him a letter unless there was something wrong, unless it was something bad that was worthy of Zhou Meiling's ridicule and suppression. Shen Zhi's hands were shaking as he opened the letter, and he read ten lines at a glance.

In the beginning, it was all about how successful his stepbrother was. It was only at the end that Zhou Meiling pretended to be sentimental and mentioned that his grandfather's house was confiscated and he was sent to the countryside for reform.

Shen Zhixin's hand was tightly grasped, and the letter paper in his hand was crumpled into a ball.

Zhou Meiling did not tell him where his grandfather had gone, which meant that Shen Zhi could not find his grandfather and might never see him again.

Shen Zhi wrote another letter to ask Shen Siyi. Although there was a high possibility that he would be intercepted by Zhou Meiling, Shen Zhi still wanted to give it a try. His grandparents were old and had lived in the city all their lives. How could they bear to go to the countryside?

He wanted to find them.

Jiang Dongsheng held Shen Zhi's unsent letter in his hand and asked, "Wife, are you not going to send this letter?"

Shen Zhi looked at it deeply and shook his head tiredly. He thought he would be able to contact his grandfather this time, if only it was earlier.

Jiang Dongsheng didn't understand why his wife suddenly stopped sending the letter, so he still kept the letter in his arms. His wife had written three pages of words, and she must have been very tired, so he must keep it well.

After reuniting with Qi Wenyan, the three of them returned to the tractor they had been sitting on. Shen Zhiwo closed his eyes in Jiang Dongsheng's arms. He was not sleepy, he was just too tired to move, both physically and mentally.

Qi Wenyan was very happy after successfully purchasing the wine-brewing machine. Although he spent 187 yuan and had not much money left from selling the corn, as long as he brewed wine and sold it on the black market, he would have huge amounts of money coming in, so this little investment would be nothing more than a drop in the bucket.

How can people who make a lot of money be obsessed with a few bills in front of them?

"Brother, what did you buy?" Qi Wenyan took advantage of Shen Zhi's sleep to talk to Jiang Dongsheng. Otherwise, Jiang Dongsheng would not be able to see anyone when Shen Zhi was awake.

Jiang Dongsheng was afraid that Qi Wenyan would be concerned, so he secretly brought the paint to his side. He didn't know why the second son's wife always coveted his own wife's things and always wanted some when she saw them.

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves thinking about it. Qi Wenyan has almost scared Jiang Dongsheng into a psychological trauma recently.

"Painter," Jiang Dongsheng said cautiously, "You can't."

So, don't ask for it. He won't give it to you even if you ask. It's too expensive. He only spends it on his wife.

Qi Wenyan's face froze. He had heard of Shen Zhi's paintings in his previous life. The price was around hundreds of thousands, and the highest was estimated to be over a million. Qi Wenyan had seen them before, but they were just mottled blocks of color with no discernible shape at all.

It was probably due to flattery. With so many people trying to curry favor with the Lu family, it was not uncommon for Shen Zhi to follow suit.

When she becomes Mrs. Lu, even if she steps on a blank sheet of paper and sells it for 100,000, there will be people competing to buy it.

"How much?" Pigments are quite rare in the small county town and it is difficult for them to buy them.

Jiang Dongsheng hesitated and refused to speak.

Qi Wenyan thought about it and felt that it was expensive. "System, if I get that box of pigment, how many points can I get?"

"Twenty points," the system informed calmly.

The system also reminded Qi Wenyan: "As long as it is something from the Son of the World, whether it is purchased or touched, as long as the host can obtain it, points will be credited to the account."

"Correspondingly, the stronger the Son of the World's desire to give you, the more points you will get."

Qi Wenyan had a clue in his mind. So this is what was going on.

In the future he doesn't have to always ask for things outright, maybe he can take a more tactful approach.

The sun had set, and the tractor rushed back to Guya Village. Jiang Dongsheng carried Shen Zhi down.

Shen Zhi was not in the mood to eat dinner, so he went back to the east room and lay down.

"What's the matter?" Li Cuijuan asked Jiang Dongsheng why he was unhappy after returning from his trip to the city.

Jiang Dongsheng didn't know either, so he took out the cold buns and said, "Mom, I'll give them to you."

Li Cuijuan took the meat bun wrapped in oil paper and knew that it was bought by the eldest brother for his wife and brought back as leftovers. But Li Cuijuan was still happy because at least her eldest brother didn't eat a single bite and was still thinking about his parents.

It's much better than the second son's wife, who didn't even bring anything back to honor her, but spent all the money from selling corn right away. Isn't that a waste of money?

It would be fine if he was a businessman, but he has been a farmer all his life. Instead of working hard on the land, he has to deal with all these things and can't even afford to eat enough.

Forget it, the life is for the young couple. Li Cuijuan couldn't say much, but she didn't look happy to Qi Wenyan.

"If mother doesn't want to eat it, I'll heat it up for her and bring it to your wife later." Li Cuijuan took the buns, put them in the iron pot and added some more firewood.

Qi Wenyan kept glancing at the pot, then looked at the wine-brewing equipment in the yard. When he had money, he would eat until he vomited every day.

Jiang Guishan took a puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled, "Second brother, if you have ambitions and want to do something, your mother and I will not stop you, but you have to pay the money every month."

Jiang Nian put down his chopsticks and assured, "Dad, don't worry, your son will never lack your retirement money."

Jiang Guishan nodded. The elders should not interfere in the affairs of the younger generation, but the second son's wife was a little too troublesome, so he had to hold back.

"Go and have a rest," Jiang Guishan said, and everyone went back home.

Jiang Dongsheng also returned to the house with the buns in his hand, "Wife, eat."

Shen Zhimeng lay under the quilt without moving. After a long time, a muffled sound finally came out from under the quilt.

"My grandfather taught me how to paint. He was a famous painter and many people were vying to be his apprentice. But now things have changed and my grandfather has been driven to the countryside to be reformed."

"He is old and has a bad heart. My grandmother has been taken care of all her life. What will happen to these two?"

Shen Zhi felt upset and couldn't help blaming himself, "If only I had sent the letter earlier and gone to the city earlier."

"I can't find them," Shen Zhi cried, "Jiang Dongsheng, I can't find them."

Jiang Dongsheng held the little mound of rice on the bed in his arms and comforted her, "Wife, I...I will help you look for them. I will find them."

Shen Zhi crawled out from under the quilt, his nose red and his eyes misty. He knew Jiang Dongsheng was comforting him, and he tried to smile.

"We will definitely find it," Jiang Dongsheng touched the envelope on his chest and assured Shen Zhi.

Shen Zhi seemed to have regained his motivation. There were so many villages, big and small, that Shen Zhi was completely at a loss. What Shen Zhi hoped most was that his grandfather could be assigned to the vicinity of Guya Village like him.

Shen Zhi did not receive a reply from Shen Siyi, presumably because he was stopped by Zhou Meiling.

Shen Zhi was in a troubled mood and was scribbling on the drawing paper. The flowers that Jiang Dongsheng had dreamed of were scattered on the drawing paper. Shen Zhi's mood gradually calmed down. He drew many pictures, and Jiang Dongsheng said that they looked like each one.

He gave all the dried paints from the flower paintings to Jiang Dongsheng, keeping only one for himself.

When it came time to plant wheat, Jiang Dongsheng was busy turning the soil to make it softer so that it could better absorb rainwater.

The weather outside is gloomy and it's probably going to rain.

When Shen Zhi came out for lunch, he saw Qi Wenyan. Qi Wenyan had been brewing wine at home these days and didn't pay much attention to farming. Li Cuijuan was a little dissatisfied but she held back. She just wanted the second family to pay the money on time, and she was too nosy about other things and it was annoying.

"The eldest brother has almost finished plowing the sixteen acres of land, and will be able to plant the land in two days." The older generation has a deep affection for the land, and they always look up to those who are capable in the fields.

Especially since that person is their son, it couldn't be better.

Jiang Guishan nodded heavily. He had always been very confident in his boss.

Li Cuijuan glanced at the sky outside. It was damp and it was probably going to rain. The boss could come back earlier.

After finishing her meal, Li Cuijuan pulled Shen Zhi aside and stuffed a picture book into his hand. "Xiao Zhi, you are still young and your elder is not very smart. There are some things that your mother cannot teach you. Take this and have a look."

Shen Zhi glanced at the cover of the picture book and his face turned red immediately.

How...how can there be such a book?

Seeing that Shen Zhi understood, Li Cuijuan added a few more words of advice, "Don't be reluctant to use the vanishing cream. I'll buy more for you after you use it up."

Shen Zhi's hands holding the comic book felt numb, his chest was pounding like a rabbit, his face was completely red, and his body was burning. It turned out that Jiang Dongsheng bought the vanishing cream for...

Shen Zhi was unable to open his teeth, his eyes were filled with tears due to embarrassment, what a fool he was.

When Jiang Dongsheng comes back, he will have a good talk with him. Jiang Dongsheng, that fool, is still hiding something from him. Can't he just tell the truth? It's not like he has to disagree...

...We just have to wait, at least until he truly accepts Jiang Dongsheng before we can do that kind of thing.

Shen Zhi was sitting on the kang. There was a knock on the door, and Shen Zhi asked someone to come in.

As soon as Qi Wenyan entered the room, he kept looking around, and his eyes fell on the big kang under Shen Zhi.

After more than ten years, this kang has become a shabby old antique and no one uses it anymore. The bed they sleep on in the west room is much more advanced than the kang in the east room. Although the dowry that the Jiang family gave him was not as much as that given to Shen Zhi, this furniture was much better.

Qi Wenyan felt a sense of superiority.

Qi Wenyan's eyes moved to the drawing board on the corner of the kang, and he made his request, "Xiao Zhi, I want to package the wine I brewed, and I want to borrow your paint to paint a picture."

"I can give money," Qi Wenyan said, but he was reluctant to give it in his heart, as a piece of paper didn't cost much money.

If Shen Zhi was really that stingy, he wouldn't mind spending a little money.

Shen Zhi looked out the window. The branches were swaying wildly, and flying sand and rocks were hitting the window. It seemed like a storm was about to come, which reminded Shen Zhi of the panic of falling into the water.

Jiang Dongsheng was not a fool who could not take care of himself. He could swim and run home when it rained. Logically, Shen Zhi should not worry about him, but Shen Zhi's heart was still about to jump out of his throat.

I always feel like something is going on.

"You can take it," Shen Zhishi was in no mood to respond to Qi Wenyan.

Qi Wenyan didn't hesitate and took the paint box away.

Shen Zhi's worry was not without reason. It was night time, and the rain outside had washed away gullies in the soil of the yard. Standing at the door and looking out, he could not see clearly beyond two or three meters.

The draft made Shen Zhi shiver. Jiang Nian, who was teaching, came back in the rain, but there was no sign of Jiang Dongsheng yet.

I can't still be in the field. It's already afternoon, and I should be back by now.

Shen Zhi was a little anxious, and Li Cuijuan was also worried.

"Mom, I'm going to look for my elder brother," Jiang Nian said to Li Cuijuan after putting on his straw raincoat.

Li Cuijuan had no reason to stop him. "If there's no one in the field, go back quickly. Maybe your brother has gone somewhere to hide from the rain."

Jiang Nian nodded, walked into the rain, and disappeared in a moment.

Li Cuijuan slapped her thigh and regretted, "When I was delivering lunch to the boss, I saw that the weather was bad, so I should have called him back."

Shen Zhiyu supported Li Cuijuan and said, "Mom, you can go back. I'll wait here."

Li Cuijuan was unwilling, and Shen Zhi had to persuade her to go back.

Shen Zhi sat on the steps, his trousers and legs soaked by the rain, his calves were so cold that they became numb, but Shen Zhi did not move and waited there until late at night.

A figure suddenly appeared in the heavy rain. Shen Zhi's eyes lit up and he stood up suddenly. He almost fell down due to his numb legs and feet, but was steadily held by someone.

Shen Zhi looked up and saw the elegant face of the man. He let go of his hand and said, "Didn't you find him?"

Jiang Nian looked at Shen Zhi worriedly and shook his head.

Shen Zhi felt a surge of anger in his heart. What on earth was this idiot Jiang Dongsheng doing? He didn't even go home when it was raining. What a stupid idiot! How could there be such a stupid person in the world?

If you can make people die of anger, it would be better to just die outside.

Shen Zhi was so angry that he didn't want to bother Jiang Nian anymore. "You go to sleep. I'll wait for him for a while."

Jiang Nian lowered his eyes to look at his empty hands, and felt his heart was empty. His brother was a fool. Why did Shen Zhi care so much about a fool? Was Shen Zhi...

Jiang Nian didn't dare to think too deeply about it, for he was afraid that he would not be able to accept the answer.

"I'll go with you," Jiang Nian wanted to accompany Shen Zhi.

Shen Zhi was worried about the missing Jiang Dongsheng, and he was not happy with Jiang Nian who refused to leave and disliked him. "Whatever you want."

Shen Zhi banged his head on the door frame and let the increasingly heavy rain hit his body. Shen Zhi's hands became colder and colder, but he was not sleepy at all. "Where on earth have you been, Jiang Dongsheng?"

If you really die outside, he will remarry immediately. Really, you will never see him again in this life.

Shen Zhi swore an oath fiercely, and then turned it into a plea, "A man that big can't really die out there, Jiang Dongsheng, please come back soon." Shen Zhi was so scared that he wanted to cry.

Perhaps Shen Zhi’s prayers really worked. With the loud crowing of a rooster, Jiang Dongsheng stumbled and pushed the door open.

"Jiang Dongsheng!" Shen Zhi couldn't control himself and rushed into the heavy rain, crashing into Jiang Dongsheng's arms. Warm tears dripped on Jiang Dongsheng's cold neck, causing Jiang Dongsheng to tremble.

Jiang Dongsheng hugged Shen Zhi and hurried into the house, "Wife, you will get sick if you get caught in the rain."

Shen Zhi was brought into a warm room by Jiang Dongsheng. He beat Jiang Dongsheng madly, tears streaming down his face. "Where have you been? Do you know that we are all looking for you? What if you died outside?"

Shen Zhi started crying and gradually began to sob, and his strength became weaker and weaker.

Jiang Dongsheng wiped the rain off his face and apologized vigorously, "Wife, please don't be angry. I'm sorry."

Shen Zhi tried to calm down, took a breath and asked, "Where did you go?"

Jiang Dongsheng took out an aluminum box from his pocket, opened it carefully to prevent the contents from being soaked by rain, and handed it to Shen Zhi to see, his eyes sparkling as he presented the treasure, "Wife, look, this is a letter."

What letter? My most unlikely guess was confirmed.

Shen Zhi looked at Jiang Dongsheng in disbelief, his fingers shaking so much that he couldn't even lift them.

"Have you found my grandfather?" Shen Zhi's voice was choked with sobs, his mind going blank.

Jiang Dongsheng nodded affirmatively.

Only then did Shen Zhi see that Jiang Dongsheng's shoes had been worn out, his feet were covered in blood, and the edges of the wounds had turned white from being soaked by rain.

Jiang Dongsheng carried the letter from Shen Zhi to his grandfather and got the news. He didn't have time to tell anyone and walked all night to deliver the letter from Shen Zhi to his grandfather.

Shen Zhi took the letter and the familiar handwriting on the envelope made him burst into tears.

It was really a letter written to him by his grandfather.

Shen Zhi didn't know how long Jiang Dongsheng had been gone, but he was able to keep the paper so intact in the heavy rain. He just thought Jiang Dongsheng was stupid.

Shen Zhi went forward and hugged Jiang Dongsheng, crying and cursing: "Why are you so stupid? Why are you so stupid? You are the biggest fool in the world."

Jiang Dongsheng grinned foolishly, he knew his wife was happy, so it was all worth it.

Shen Zhi released the hand that was around Jiang Dongsheng's neck and looked at Jiang Dongsheng face to face. There was a slight change in Shen Zhi's beautiful eyes, but Jiang Dongsheng couldn't tell. However, he could feel his face burning.

"Daughter-in-law," Jiang Dongsheng called softly, with a hint of pleading.

When his wife looked at him like that, he felt hot all over, uncomfortable, blocked, and comfortable.

Shen Zhi closed his eyes, raised his chin, and pressed his soft red lips against the corner of Jiang Dongsheng's mouth. His long-lasting anxiety turned into longing, and he murmured, "Jiang Dongsheng, I miss you."

Jiang Dongsheng's mind suddenly buzzed, the touch on his lips was extremely clear, and a cold sweet fragrance suddenly exploded.

Jiang Dongsheng was too stiff to move. He hugged Shen Zhi subconsciously and said blankly, "Wife, my heart seems to be jumping out of my chest."