Chapter 17 I've raised you to be plump and healthy.
Grandma Ji and Ji Xuening both looked out of the kitchen.
Hearing this, Grandma Ji felt even more distressed. She reached out and took out a faded handkerchief to wipe the tears from her left eye, and said, "I'm sorry to have wronged you."
Wang Yuqing walked in a few steps, squatted down next to Grandma Ji and picked up the garlic cloves on the ground: "I'm not wronged. I went home with Ji and Xue Ning voluntarily. It's because of me that Grandma is laughed at. There's also an extra mouth to feed in the family, but Grandma doesn't mind at all and welcomes me so much."
Grandma Ji gently touched and grasped Wang Yuqing's hand again: "You are such a good child. You have suffered so much injustice at home for so many years. We have wanted to bring you home for a long time. Grandma is not afraid of being laughed at. Let them laugh all they want. I will pretend I didn't hear them and ignore them..."
She sighed again: "But you, at such a young age, are being gossiped about by those women. Sigh, just pretend you didn't hear it and don't take it to heart. Let's just live our lives."
Wang Yuqing outwardly agreed: "Okay, I understand."
Actually, how could she pretend not to hear? She would gossip about whoever was talking about her, and she would retaliate against whoever was criticizing her behind her back. She refused to engage in internal conflict and tried to make others feel the pressure.
She wanted to help, but Grandma Ji insisted that she go outside and wait, saying that it was her first time visiting the Ji family, how could she be asked to do any work? She should just wait to eat.
As she walked out of the kitchen, she couldn't help but turn back to look at Ji Xuening, who was stir-frying vegetables with a spatula. She noticed that he had changed his clothes. When he went to the Wang family, he was wearing a Zhongshan suit, which was old and outdated, but very formal, and looked like it belonged to his grandfather.
Now she's wearing a tank top, shorts, and melon-shaped shoes.
Despite being tall and strong, exuding masculinity, he huddled in the narrow, low kitchen, bending over and cooking with utmost care.
Wang Yuqing had always thought that men who could cook were very attractive. The man in front of her was not only attractive but also sexually powerful. The muscles in his arms bulged like fists, and his back was very hard, like a large stone slab.
It has to be said that this rough and strong man is bursting with hormones. Just thinking about how she is his wife and that they will sleep in the same bed every day makes her feel hot all over.
Ji Xuening suddenly turned around, and their eyes met.
Wang Yuqing's face instantly turned as red as a monkey's bottom. She coughed a few times, her throat dry, and then turned and ran out of the room in a panic.
Ji Xuening wiped the sweat from her forehead, still confused as to what was wrong with her. Had she startled her by suddenly turning around?
At the entrance.
Wang Yuqing picked up the palm-leaf fan on the stone table and fanned herself frantically. Her heart was still pounding. She had just had a dirty thought and had been caught red-handed. She wondered if the man inside had noticed anything.
She suddenly remembered that in the original owner's previous life, after Ji Xuening divorced Wang Yuyan, he married another woman. In her memory, she seemed to be the woman who exposed Wang Yuyan's affair with Ji Xuening's good friend. As for her name and appearance, she didn't know.
In her previous life, she was an ordinary low-level employee who had seen Ji Xuening visiting the subsidiary company a few times from afar. On one occasion, a graceful and elegant woman was standing next to him.
My colleague said that was the president's wife.
The colleague also said that the president has only one daughter, whom he sent abroad and whose identity information is kept confidential.
Wang Yuqing was suddenly alarmed. She searched her memory for all the information about Ji Xuening from her previous life, whether it was what she saw online, what she heard from her colleagues, or what she saw with her own eyes, and she had never heard of Ji Xuening having three children.
Could it be that because of his high profile, the existence of these three children was kept secret?
Just as she was wondering what was going on, a woman next door, about the same age as her, came out carrying a bucket of swill and then forcefully dumped it into the ditch by the door.
The woman kept staring at her as she came out.
Wang Yuqing smiled at her politely. The other woman's brows, which had been furrowed, relaxed a little. She asked in a low voice, "Are you the daughter or the daughter-in-law of this family?"
Wang Yuqing was stunned.
The other party smiled and said, "I'm not from this family. I'm from the neighboring Yangcun brigade. This is my first time visiting the man's family to discuss the engagement."
Wang Yuqing smiled gently: "I am the new daughter-in-law of the Ji family, and today is my first day visiting."
After hearing this, the woman glanced at the house behind her, took a few steps forward, pursed her chapped lips, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Didn't your mother-in-law make you do any chores?"
Wang Yuqing was speechless. If it was said that Grandma Ji didn't let her do it, the other party would be envious if they were in a good mood, and probably feel unbalanced if they were in a bad mood.
She said, "I'm lazy, I don't want to do it myself."
The woman lowered her head, as if mocking herself: "That's great, even if I don't do it, my parents will make me do it."
Just then, someone inside called out to her, "Yingzi, come in quickly and help your mother-in-law serve the dishes. What good are you, dawdling like that?"
Yingzi felt ashamed. She didn't dare to look up at Wang Yuqing and hurriedly went inside with the swill bucket.
Looking at her back, Wang Yuqing felt that she resembled the original owner of the body. However, the original owner was honest and kind, while she was somewhat gloomy and gentle. Both of them were pitiful people who were bullied by their families.
She then wandered around the entrance and walked to the pigpen. The pigpen was very clean, and the piglets were plump and white with smooth and neat fur and bright, spirited eyes. When they saw her, they hid to one side in fear.
Wang Yuqing could tell at a glance that the piglets were very healthy, and couldn't help but admire Ji Xuening, a grown man who could raise pigs so well.
At this moment, Ji Xuening came out, carrying a bucket of pig feed.
Wang Yuqing glanced at it and asked, "What's in here?"
Ji Xuening knew that city people didn't raise pigs, so it was normal that she didn't know. She replied, "It's made from water plants and corn husks, boiled with swill."
Wang Yuqing knew that in those days, people basically just cut pig feed and dug up wild vegetables to feed their pigs; they didn't have the time to cook pig feed for them.
Only when it's time to sell the pigs do we feed them, such as sorghum husks, rice bran, wheat bran, or corn bran. These are considered concentrated feeds to help the pigs gain weight.
Wang Yuqing praised, "You are so meticulous and capable, raising pigs to be plump and healthy."
Ji Xuening poured the pig feed into the trough, stirred it with a stick, and after a long while, finally said, "Well, Grandma said she'll raise you to be plump and healthy in the future."
Wang Yuqing: "..."
Suddenly, the pig raised its head and grunted a few times at Wang Yuqing, as if to say: Come on, eat with us, don't be shy.
Wang Yuqing quickly moved a few steps away, her mind racing with thoughts of being locked in a pigsty, lying on the ground, waiting to be fed, occasionally rooting around in the pig manure.
She muttered, "Who asked you to raise me like a pig?"
Ji Xuening didn't hear it either. He didn't know what to say. He wasn't familiar with the person in front of him, and even with people he was familiar with, he didn't have much to say.
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