Chapter 166: He Got a Vasectomy

Jiang Cheng nodded; it was indeed so.

He recalled the details carefully; he truly had done nothing to make his wife angry.

He had simply been sleeping normally, doing nothing at all.

Jiang Yu raised an eyebrow.

He had intended to play some sort of prank, but thinking of his sister-in-law's help this time, he decided against it.

"Brother, repeat the last two sentences you just said, one after the other."

Jiang Cheng frowned as he recalled, "I did nothing at all, so why is she angry?"

With the two sentences connected, he felt he understood something, then glared at Jiang Yu, "You have no sense of propriety!"

Could it be that his wife was angry because he hadn't done anything?

As a younger brother, Jiang Yu only had the right to offer opinions; how could he discuss their private bedroom matters?

Jiang Yu:...

He suddenly recalled certain past events and subconsciously glanced at his older brother's lower body.

"Brother, you wouldn't have also...?"

Seeing the lewd look in his eyes, Jiang Cheng immediately gave him a punch.

"You really got a vasectomy?"

Seeing his anxiety, Jiang Yu was certain.

He sighed deeply, "You really are deeply devoted to your sister-in-law!"

The brothers of the Jiang Family could not escape that knife.

"Likewise," Jiang Cheng replied through gritted teeth.

At this moment, he finally sorted out the reason for his wife's anger.

So, she had wanted to go to the Wushan mountains with him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng felt a surge of excitement, but his expression suddenly turned painful.

The doctor had warned that the wound needed a full month of recovery before having intercourse.

Jiang Cheng had waited twenty days after his wife gave birth, until her own wounds had healed, before going to get the vasectomy.

"I have another good idea, do you want to hear it?"

Jiang Yu draped an arm over his brother's shoulder, "I guarantee it will make your sister-in-law gentle, considerate, and obedient to you in everything."

Gentle, considerate, and obedient in everything—Jiang Cheng was very tempted.

He liked how Rongrong acted spoiled toward him off the bed and was considerate and obedient on the bed.

He really wanted to hear it.

But he was the older brother and naturally had to maintain an older brother's aura, so he gave a cold snort to show he was disdainful of listening.

"Fine, since I want to say it," Jiang Yu knew his brother's repressed personality and took the initiative to speak, "You just let your sister-in-law be suspicious for a while; she will naturally go to verify it herself. When that time comes, you 'accidentally' let her discover the surgery receipt from the hospital. Afterward, your sister-in-law will naturally feel guilty for having wronged and misunderstood you, and she will surely be obedient to you."

After finishing, he waited for his older brother to praise him.

Unexpectedly, he received a sharp rap on the head.

"Devious! Is this how I taught you?" Jiang Cheng stood a bit further away, his eyes filled with undisguised disdain.

Jiang Yu:...

The full-month banquet ended successfully. When Jiang Cheng returned to the room at night, he saw his wife lying with the two children, one on each side of her.

A sense of warmth rose from his heart; perhaps this was the "wife, children, and a warm bed" that men craved most!

That kid Jiang Yu's words were wrong.

He didn't want his wife to feel guilty, nor did he want her to be suspicious.

He didn't marry her to scheme against her, letting her be so exhausted with the children while still having to doubt him everywhere.

He didn't want his wife to question his charm; no matter when, she had a fatal attraction to him.

"Wife, I want some too!"

He looked at Si Rong teasing their daughter and suddenly spoke up.

Si Rong:...

She thought Jiang Cheng was suddenly feeling fatherly and was just about to get up herself, when she saw Jiang Cheng quickly carry their son to the small bed and lie down beside her.

Then he looked at her with an expectant face.

Si Rong:...

She pinched Jiang Cheng's arm directly. Hmph, he really had the nerve; an old man pushing fifty, almost sixty, and he still had the nerve to ask her to hold him?

Besides, she hadn't forgiven him yet.

"Wife, I'm sorry," Jiang Cheng apologized sincerely, "I hid something from you."

Si Rong's heart stirred slightly; she had an intuition that what Jiang Cheng was about to say was exactly what she had wanted to know these past few days.

She turned over and straddled Jiang Cheng's waist and abdomen.

She saw his expression was both joyful and painful.

"Confession brings leniency, resistance brings severity." Si Rong looked at him with a judgmental gaze.

"I, I..." Jiang Cheng didn't know how to start, so he simply pulled his pajama pants down, "See for yourself!"

Si Rong:...

She looked at the scar; it couldn't have been long, so the wound was still a fleshy pink.

Si Rong had seen such wounds on her mother, and also on her good friend Ming Zi, though those were on the stomach.

Her eyes suddenly grew hot; this man was truly a fool.

He was foolish to the point of absurdity, actually going to get a vasectomy without a word.

And she had even misunderstood him.

"Does it hurt?" She examined the wound carefully and blew on it gently.

Jiang Cheng, lying there:...

In this position, with this warm breath, he was in pain.

But it wasn't the wound that hurt.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Jiang Cheng pulled his wife into his arms, "We already have two children; after the vasectomy, from now on we can do whatever..."

In short, he explained the benefits of a vasectomy to his wife clearly and thoroughly.

Si Rong, however, knew clearly that not every man was willing to undergo a vasectomy.

For example, Ming Zi had tried to persuade Luo Sheng to get one before, thinking it would be a permanent solution—if he wanted to mess around, he could mess around, as long as he didn't produce any children, she would let him be.

But Luo Sheng disagreed, saying that such things as vasectomies should be done by women, that men were meant for great things, and that after a vasectomy, one could no longer do heavy labor.

This made Ming Zi so angry she cursed him for several days.

Si Rong thought about how her man flew fighter jets, and wondered if this wound would have any impact?

That night, she had a dream; she dreamed that Jiang Cheng was carrying out a mission, and his fighter jet traced a strange arc in the high altitude before it began to shake violently.

Then came the sound of some people discussing it, and it seemed there was also the scolding voice of Director Chen.

"I said not to let this guy Jiang Cheng have a vasectomy! Look at this now, right? He's grounded from now on!"

"It must be that the wound split open; the high-altitude pressure was too great. I'm afraid Deputy Army Commander Jiang won't be able to perform in the future! How pitiful."

"Good heavens! My mother told me long ago that men shouldn't get vasectomies. This is all the fault of the Deputy Army Commander's wife! To actually let her own man get a vasectomy!"

Si Rong woke up from the dream with a start.

It was not yet light outside the window; she let out a long sigh, and Jiang Cheng's long arm had already pulled her over, "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

It could indeed be called a nightmare.

Si Rong tucked the quilt in for the two children before lying back into the warm bedding.

She rested her chin against Jiang Cheng's neck, "I dreamed that you... couldn't perform."

In the dream, she felt both guilty and distressed, and she wanted to verify it.

Jiang Cheng:...

She really was his own dear wife.

"Wait another twenty days, and you'll know whether I can or not."

After Jiang Cheng finished his harsh words, he felt it wasn't harsh enough, so he cupped the back of Si Rong's head with one hand and kissed her forcefully.

When she got up the next day, Si Rong's cheeks were peach-pink.

Last night, Jiang Cheng, he...

Thinking of this, the tip of Si Rong's heart began to tremble again.

He really didn't find it dirty.

So, if a man loves a woman deeply, he is willing to kiss any part of her body.

Jiang Cheng had already gone to the military unit; after Si Rong got up and fed both children, she hummed a song in a good mood.

The sun was nice at noon, so Si Rong had Wu Ma carry both little ones to the window to let them bask in the sun.

She herself picked up the book she had previously borrowed from the library and began to read.