Chapter 378: Everything is Just Right

"What are you doing?" Jiang Cheng asked, crouching beside her.

Si Rong directed him, "Hurry up and help me check. If this bed collapses in a moment, how embarrassing would that be!"

Jiang Cheng:...

He kicked the bed leg, "It's a newly bought bed, it won't collapse."

Pulling her into his arms, Jiang Cheng kissed her again.

The soft mattress sank, and the entire room seemed to ignite.

The night sky turned into a fiery sunset.

Grandmother Jiang was forced to sit in the courtyard entrance to cool off with her son and daughter-in-law. She tried to go home while her daughter-in-law was distracted chatting with others, but was pulled back by the sharp-eyed Hu Qian, "Sit properly."

"I'm sleepy," Grandmother Jiang said. "I want to go back to sleep, and I also want Jiang Cheng's wife to boil some hot water for me to soak my feet."

"Did you raise her? Or do you have some immense kindness toward her?" Hu Qian asked aggressively. "Otherwise, where do you get the nerve to ask her to wash your feet?"

Instantly, everyone's gaze focused on the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

"That's right, that's right, Grandmother Jiang, the young couple just got married today, you really shouldn't interfere so much..."

"Sister Qian is right. Your legs and feet are still so nimble, can't you wash your own feet?"

"Exactly! When you were young and didn't take care of Sister Qian during her postpartum recovery, didn't you say you had your own sons and daughters and wouldn't rely on your daughter-in-law when you got old? Now that you're actually old, you want to rely on your granddaughter-in-law to wash your feet?"

Grandmother Jiang was furious at being collectively confronted by these people, "You people just love to make sarcastic remarks and bicker with an old woman. Don't you realize you will grow old one day too?"

"Everyone grows old, but I think an elderly person should go to whoever they treated well when they were young for care. You can't just rely on your seniority to act entitled, playing favorites when you were a mother-in-law, and then continue to torment people when you're old, right?"

Any neighbor living in this courtyard could recount two or three of the bizarre things Grandmother Jiang did when she was young.

For example, when Hu Qian was in her postpartum recovery and couldn't take care of her eldest daughter Jiang Qi, she entrusted her to Grandmother Jiang for half a day. As a result, the child somehow ended up in the river under her watch; if it weren't for a passerby who happened to save Jiang Qi, she might have been gone long ago.

Additionally, when this old woman previously quarreled with Hu Qian, she knelt before Hu Qian in front of the neighbors. It was an elderly, kind-hearted woman who reminded Hu Qian that this old hag was intentionally trying to curse her to a shorter life.

Hu Qian had promptly caught a fresh bowl of her grandson's boy urine and splashed it directly onto Grandmother Jiang's head.

The old woman had been afraid of Hu Qian ever since.

"Hmph! I'm not talking to you people!" Grandmother Jiang stood up and told Jiang Aiguo to take her back to her second son's house immediately.

She thought her son would say it was dark and the road was long, telling her to stay until tomorrow, but she didn't expect Jiang Aiguo to say the bicycle was already prepared.

"You tell Xiao Cheng to drive me back! I hate the bumping of a bicycle!" Grandmother Jiang snorted coldly.

She had seen that Jiang Cheng used a jeep when he went to pick up his new bride today; she hadn't ridden in a car like that yet.

If her grandson drove a jeep to take her back to the village, how much face would that give her!

Jiang Aiguo placed his mother directly onto the back seat of the bicycle, "Stop being so picky. That jeep is only allowed to be used because Xiao Cheng's superior values him. What status do you think you have to be able to ride in it?"

Grandmother Jiang:...

The bicycle had already started moving. She pounded her son's back twice, but it was to no avail.

If she had known, she wouldn't have picked a fight today.

Although Xiao Cheng's wife had a good temper, the key was that this whole family protected her, making it impossible to manipulate her at all. It was simply infuriating!

The second wedding night was wonderful; no bed collapsed, no one was hurt, there were no accidents, and everything was perfectly just right.

It was just tiring; after it was over, Si Rong lay on the bed and didn't want to move at all.

Originally, after her Rebirth, she had been preparing for the physical exertion of the wedding night, consciously exercising her body every morning and before sleep.

It was just that perhaps men and women were naturally very different in terms of physical stamina in this regard.

"Rongbao, this time I just want to hold you," the man's eyes were even brighter after being satisfied, glowing with an astonishing radiance.

Si Rong, however, felt a severe ache in her lower back. She lifted one slender, fair leg and pressed her foot against his chest, "No! That's exactly what you said just now."

Trying to trick her again, no way!

Jiang Cheng:...

Sleeping until nearly noon the next day, Si Rong still felt very tired and just wanted to keep sleeping.

Jiang Cheng brought the food directly to her room, "Mom stewed chicken soup, saying it's to nourish your body."

"That, where did you put that thing?"

Si Rong didn't like eating in bed; she got up to get the clothes she wanted to wear from the wardrobe.

What she asked Jiang Cheng about was that piece of white cloth.

A piece of fabric that newlywed couples would spread on the bed at night.

She remembered that there was a red bloodstain on that towel last night, but she didn't see it when she woke up.

"I put it away," Jiang Cheng placed the chicken soup on the table. "It can be kept as a souvenir."

Si Rong:...

"Big brother, that thing will smell if it's kept for a long time."

A souvenir, really?

"I'm not scaring you; in a few years, if you take it out, it will smell like dead fish."

Jiang Cheng:...

He didn't believe it; his wife was Xiangxiang.

The chicken soup smelled quite fragrant. Si Rong changed into a light green dress and then sat at the table, ready to enjoy the chicken soup.

"You said, Mom stewed this?"

Jiang Cheng rubbed his nose, "That, actually Dad stewed it, but Mom said she also wanted to be a good mother-in-law, so she was the one who sprinkled the last bit of green onion on top."

Si Rong:...

Then she could rest assured and feast to her heart's content.

Meanwhile, Shen Lan was still feeding the pigs.

Ever since he started this job, his appetite had decreased significantly; even though he was guarding the Kitchen Squad, he had lost quite a bit of weight.

After Tian Fuguang's wife went to the house to cause a scene last time, fortunately, she hadn't tampered with his work for the time being.

Once he performed well at some point, there would naturally still be opportunities for promotion.

It was just that his mood was very heavy every time he returned home during this period; Li Xuan did not know where she had run off to, and his younger sister only knew how to cry.

It was truly annoying day after day!

On this day, after Shen Lan got off work, Li Xuan was not at home again, and he couldn't help but ask Shen Mu, "Where has she run off to again?"

"Who knows what kind of wild daughter-in-law you've married!" Shen Mu was also very distressed; originally, the previous one, Si Rong, although lazy and unwilling to work, was at least capable on her maternal side and could help out with food and drink, "She doesn't stay home day after day; who knows when she'll bring you back a green hat?"

But this Li Xuan was truly of no use at all.

Shen Lan:...

At this moment, Li Xuan was on a train; after making many inquiries, she finally heard that her son might have been adopted by a family in Xuyang, and she had found a way to get some money, preparing to go see her son.