Chapter 163: Jiang Cheng Refuses to Touch Her

Speaking of which, they had no direct conflict of interest.

They were close friends back in university, and even after graduation, they still lived in the same residential compound.

What benefit would it be to him to harm Yang Feng?

Why would anyone do something that harms others without benefiting themselves?

The Jiang Family called the police.

This was something everyone had not expected for a moment, and public opinion shifted its direction for the time being.

"It seems this little secretary is shameless; she wanted to hook up with the County Magistrate but failed, which is why she is splashing dirty water on him!"

"I think so too. If the County Magistrate had really ruined her, how would he dare to call the police?"

"Daring to call the police shows that the County Magistrate has a clear conscience. I have long heard that the County Magistrate and his wife are a devoted couple; he wouldn't do such a sordid thing."

Because this incident occurred, the full-month celebration for the Jiang Family's two children was delayed.

"Rongrong, I've wronged you."

Mother Jiang felt a bit embarrassed, "It's all because there are too many things going on at home."

The time for the full-month banquet had already been set beforehand.

"Mom, it's fine. Good things take time," Si Rong felt it didn't matter; there are priorities in life.

Jiang Yu is the children's biological uncle; there is nothing to be said about postponing the full-month banquet for his sake.

Besides, the New Year is coming up soon.

When the first snow of the year fell, the Jiang Family turned on the heating.

While at home, Si Rong only needed to wear a thin sweater.

Today is the first day she has finished her postpartum confinement, and she can finally wash her hair.

Jiang Zhi, who had returned for the holidays, volunteered to help her wash it.

"I'll do it, you go play with your younger brother and sister!"

Si Rong was afraid of the smell bothering her; this time during her confinement, she followed her mother-in-law's old-fashioned methods, and this hair had been accumulated for a full thirty days without washing.

During the first week, she herself disliked the smell.

Gradually, she felt as if her sense of smell was about to fail.

"It's okay, I don't mind Auntie."

Jiang Zhi rolled up her sleeves and then started washing Si Rong's hair.

She always felt that Si Rong had the scent of a mother, and she was willing to be close to her, unlike how she was with Jiang Qi.

Even though they were mother and daughter with the same surname, they had never been this close.

After washing her hair, Jiang Zhi brought a towel to carefully help Si Rong dry it.

She even found a hairdryer to help Si Rong blow her hair until it was dry and smooth.

Si Rong felt warm inside.

"How is it at school? Are you dating anyone?"

Jiang Zhi shook her head, "It's great. I've met new friends and new teachers. I'm not dating. Great Uncle said if I dare to date while I'm still in school, he'll break my legs!"

Si Rong:...

"Don't listen to him, listen to your Auntie. You are an adult now. If there is a boy you like, or an excellent boy pursuing you, you can consider personal matters. However, there is one point: the most beautiful things should be saved for the most appropriate time."

She had done so herself back then, so she was teaching her daughter the same now.

Only when one loves oneself will one receive love.

"Mm, I'll listen to Auntie."

Jiang Zhi knew that her uncle also listened to her aunt.

She told Si Rong about things at school, whether it was about her studies or her life, and also, about her feelings.

There was a boy who started pursuing her not long after the semester began.

It was just that she didn't like his methods; he was very high-profile, as if he wanted the whole world to know.

"I just said, Xiao Zhi is so excellent that someone would definitely pursue you. If you like him, consider it for a while longer; if you don't like him, you must make it clear to him to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings."

"I know, Auntie. By the way, is the matter with Little Uncle serious?"

Si Rong slowly shook her head, "I guess it will be fine."

These past few days, she had gradually noticed some smiles on Jiang Cheng's face.

The investigation process should be going quite smoothly, and it is estimated that it will be resolved soon.

In the evening, after Si Rong finished dinner, she washed up and got into bed to wait for Jiang Cheng.

To make it easier to take care of the children, they added a small bed next to their large one.

After Si Rong fed the two children and coaxed them to sleep, footsteps came from the doorway.

Jiang Cheng was back.

Unlike his previous bold and decisive strides, Jiang Cheng, now a father, walked with cautious, light steps.

There had been a few times before when he came back after the children were asleep and woke them up, only to be pinched several times by his wife.

"You're back?" Si Rong said softly, "Go wash up quickly!"

She and Jiang Cheng had been abstinent for a long time.

Now, she actually felt the desire.

When she was young, Si Rong was not keen on this, feeling it had no interest.

At this age, she had instead started to become keen on it.

Jiang Cheng did not walk toward the washroom, but instead went to the bedside and took a small box out of his pocket.

He handed it to Si Rong with an expression of wanting credit.

"What is this?"

Si Rong asked him while unwrapping it.

"A pager. The military issued me one; we can use this to contact each other later."

Si Rong examined the pager in her palm; she knew what this was—it could be carried around to call people one wanted to contact, much more convenient than a landline telephone.

She had seen Ming Zi wearing one before.

However, she was very curious, so she asked Jiang Cheng, "Where did you get the money?"

This tiny little thing must cost several thousand yuan.

Jiang Cheng's savings and salary passbook were all in her hands, so how did Jiang Cheng buy it?

Jiang Cheng:...

"I haven't paid for it yet," Jiang Cheng touched his nose, "I took it back first to give to you, and I'll send the money over later."

Si Rong was somewhat amused and exasperated, but she knew well that she shouldn't dampen a man's enthusiasm for giving gifts.

Otherwise, she probably wouldn't receive any in the future.

She kissed the corner of Jiang Cheng's mouth, "Thank you, A-Cheng. Go wash up quickly; let's go to sleep early tonight."

Jiang Cheng cupped her neck with his large palm and kissed her for quite a while before stopping, "As long as you like it."

Ho ho! He would buy his wife gifts again next time!

The feeling of giving a gift to his wife was truly wonderful.

While Jiang Cheng was taking a shower in the bathroom, Si Rong leaned against the headboard and fiddled with the pager; she didn't quite know how to operate it yet.

Technology was developing truly fast; who could have imagined before that such a tiny little thing could allow people thousands of miles apart to speak to each other?

Her gaze involuntarily fell back onto the red landline telephone on the nightstand.

Without realizing it, the Future Phone hadn't rung for a long time.

She didn't know what the situation was like over there now; twenty years later, there must already be pagers or even more advanced communication tools.

Perhaps something thin and flat would appear that could not only make calls but also allow one to see the other person.

Si Rong was amused by her own thoughts; seeing Jiang Cheng come out of the bathroom, she placed the pager on the nightstand.

Jiang Cheng first went around to the other side to kiss their daughter's forehead, took a look at his son as well, and then got into bed to hold his wife and sleep.

"I finished my postpartum confinement today," Si Rong hinted.

In fact, regarding such matters between the two of them, it was usually Jiang Cheng who took the initiative.

Si Rong generally went with the flow and enjoyed it.

She thought that when Jiang Cheng heard her hint, he would impatiently pounce on her; she could often feel Jiang Cheng's desire for her.

But he didn't; Jiang Cheng just rubbed her head, "I know, today is exactly thirty days. Wife, let's hurry up and sleep!"

As he said this, he held Si Rong and closed his eyes.

Si Rong couldn't sleep; she was full of grievances in her heart—Jiang Cheng wouldn't touch her anymore.

Could it be because she had given birth to a child?