Chapter 117: Fairy Descending to Earth

(So sleepy, no time to revise, will talk about it tomorrow. If you cuties find anything that needs revision or looks uncomfortable, leave a message and tell me, I'll fix it all tomorrow.)

Jiang Li jumped off the carriage and strode into the courtyard.

Having been away for so many days, it would be a lie to say he didn't miss home, but there was no other way; in order to take leave to accompany Jiang Zhan for the Imperial Examination, he could only squeeze his time and finish his duties ahead of schedule.

He was still thinking about his little wife, wondering how her face was now and if it had fully healed.

Unexpectedly, there was no one in the courtyard, and it was unusually quiet.

A Constable's keenness made Jiang Li immediately slow his pace and call out tentatively: "Wife?"

Du Ruo didn't come out; it was his mother-in-law, Cao Shi, who came out.

"Son-in-law is back?" Cao Shi's gentle and weak face carried a touch of heaviness, and her tone was also listless, unable to muster any spirit.

Jiang Li responded that he was, then asked: "Mother-in-law, where is my wife?"

"Aman, she..." Cao Shi sighed leisurely, then looked up at him. "Son-in-law, if Aman has changed, become completely different from before, will you dislike her?"

Jiang Li's heart sank suddenly.

Could it be that his wife's face hadn't healed and had worsened?

"Mother-in-law, don't worry. No matter what my wife turns into, she will always be my, Jiang Li's, wife." After saying this, he was about to lift his foot to enter the room.

"Son-in-law, Aman isn't mentally prepared to see you yet," Cao Shi pulled him back. "How about this: you wait outside for a while, and I'll go in and persuade her first. If she comes out later and you see her face, don't get excited, you know? I'm afraid she won't be able to handle it."

Jiang Li had no choice but to stop his steps.

"Alright, I won't go in."

Seeing him so obedient, Cao Shi almost broke her composure, hurriedly covered her face with her sleeve, and turned to go into the room.

Jiang Li stood alone under the osmanthus tree, worried to death.

Seeing his mother-in-law's posture of wanting to cry, he feared his wife's face was even more serious than he had imagined; his wife must be very sad right now...

"Husband?" Just as he was lost in thought, a familiar call came from the doorway.

Jiang Li hurriedly looked up, and his whole body froze instantly.

The person opposite was about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a scallion-green fine brocade long dress, with two colorful butterflies playing embroidered on the cuffs. Her raven-black hair was coiled into a cloud bun, revealing a fair and slender neck, like exquisite, fine porcelain.

However, this beauty of her whole body was not as impactful as the shock brought by that face.

What kind of face was that?

Skin as fair as snow, so white and greasy it seemed it could drip water; a pair of slender eyes flowing with light, the corners of the eyes slightly upturned, adding a bit of charm; two cherry lips slightly pouted, as if inviting someone to taste them at any moment.

Although her figure was not graceful and still carried some flesh, it was very firm, appearing exceptionally round and cute.

Jiang Li's throat rolled subconsciously.

"Are... are you my wife?" He couldn't believe it.

Du Ruo glared at him, her eyes flowing. "Hmph, it's only been a few days, and Constable Jiang is already turning his back on me. Fine, I'm leaving."

After saying this, she really turned her head.

Jiang Li immediately took a stride forward, holding her tightly in his arms, the breath spraying on her ear containing scorching heat. "Leaving? Where are you going? Since you have already married me as my wife, you are my person for this life; don't even think about letting me let go!"

So overbearing. Du Ruo squinted at him. "Who was it that didn't recognize me just now?"

"Can you blame me for that?" Jiang Li's handsome face looked innocent. "My wife has become so beautiful now; I thought it was a fairy descending to earth."

Du Ruo laughed out loud. "You only know how to be sweet-tongued!"

Then she pouted her lips again, feeling depressed, and tugged at her cheeks. "What fairy descending to earth? Look at the fat on my face; there's no fairy this fat... Mmm, mmm, mmm."

Good fellow, her mouth was directly blocked.

It was broad daylight and in the courtyard; what if the children saw...

Du Ruo widened her eyes, just about to reach out and push Jiang Li away, when at this moment, she heard a roar: "Jiang, what are you doing?"

The couple separated abruptly.

Du Ruo's face turned bright red.

It's over; she had lost face to the extreme. She hurriedly turned her back to wipe her mouth.

Jiang Li was quite calm. "Third Brother."

Zheng Qinghe's baby face was twisted with anger. He rushed in, threw the bundle in his hand onto the ground, and without a word, threw a punch at Jiang Li.

Jiang Li dodged and asked with a smile: "What is Third Brother doing?"

"Doing what? I want to ask what you are doing!" Zheng Qinghe said angrily. "I really misjudged you; I thought you were a gentleman and that Aman had finally found a good home. But what happened? You actually brought a wild woman home to show off! Jiang Li, where is your conscience? Are you worthy of Aman?"

"Wild woman?" Jiang Li raised his eyebrows and looked at his little wife.

Du Ruo knew a misunderstanding had occurred, so she hurriedly turned her face and waved her claws at Zheng Qinghe awkwardly. "That... Third Brother, it's me."

Seeing Du Ruo's face, Zheng Qinghe's eyeballs almost popped out. He walked over and looked her up and down, left and right.

"That's great, Aman, you have finally changed back..." As he spoke, Zheng Qinghe's eyes suddenly turned red.

Du Ruo stepped forward and patted his back, comforting him: "It's okay, Third Brother, the bitter days are over; we will be fine from now on."

Jiang Li coughed twice, then quietly pulled her behind him. "Third Brother, is there anything you came for today?"

"Oh, Aman called me over," Zheng Qinghe said.

Du Ruo nodded. "I called him."

Last time, Du Ruo had agreed with Zheng Qinghe to let him quit his job at the pier and come to Longquan Cun to find her.

She was preparing to go into the chili business with Zheng Qinghe.

Jiang Sheng was too young and had low emotional intelligence, so he was only suitable for technical work.

Zheng Qinghe was different; he was literate, had a flexible mind, and had even studied accounting for a period of time, so he was just right for running external affairs.

When the time came, one would manage the inside and one would manage the outside; she wasn't afraid that the business wouldn't take off.

As for herself, of course, she would grasp the overall situation, and there were still a bunch of things at home; she was busy.

With the misunderstanding cleared up, Du Ruo led Zheng Qinghe to the vegetable garden behind the house and pointed to the seedlings in the ground: "Third Brother, this is called chili; our future big money will depend on it."

What is a chili? How come he had never heard of it?

Zheng Qinghe squatted down and looked at it carefully for a long time, finally confirming—he didn't know it.

"Is this thing very valuable?" he asked suspiciously.

"Whether it's valuable or not depends on whether we know how to market it," Du Ruo analyzed carefully for Zheng Qinghe. "There are two main uses for chili: one is to add flavor to dishes, which can make the food more delicious and thus make people have a great appetite; the other is to use it for medicine, as it can dispel cold, aid digestion, and promote metabolism, which is also very good for the body. As long as we start from these two aspects, isn't making money just a matter of minutes?"

The most important thing was that there was only this one shop, and no other branch; that was the most valuable part.

Zheng Qinghe listened with only half an understanding, but it didn't matter.

As long as Aman wanted to do it, he would do his best; at worst, they wouldn't make money, but they wouldn't lose much anyway.

"Close siblings should settle accounts clearly. Third Brother, let's agree first: when we make money, I'll take eight and you take two, alright?" After all, her side was providing both the technology and the land, so she definitely had to take the lion's share.

Zheng Qinghe waved his hand generously. "No need, just provide me with meals. Besides, if we lose money, don't ask me to compensate; your Third Brother is a pauper and doesn't have much money."

Du Ruo was between laughter and tears. "Don't worry, I guarantee I won't ask you to compensate."

It was his business if Zheng Qinghe didn't want it, but she definitely had to give it.

One should always pull up their original family, not to mention that the Zheng family treated her so well; one should know how to repay kindness. ===== CHAPTER 118 =====