Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse
Chapter 124 - 122 My Wife... My Husband [600 votes+]

Chapter 124: Chapter 122 My Wife... My Husband [600 votes+]

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Wang Guicai listened and immediately darkened his face into silence. He couldn’t shame himself into repeatedly apologizing, so he just gave Zhang Shan Ni a stiff glance, then turned his eyes toward Xie Tiesheng and the others not far away.

Xie Jingqiang had been holding his aunt’s hand and hanging his head low all along. This was indeed Wang Xiuzhen’s fault to begin with. Moreover, Zhang Shan Ni, after all, was still a daughter-in-law of the Xie Family. To witness his own family being bullied without being able to retort was already against his responsibilities. To voice support for Wang Lao Cai? Humph, in his dreams!

Xie Tiesheng, on the other hand, had been watching the conversation between the Third Son’s Wife and the Wang father and daughter. Seeing Wang Guicai’s expression and Wang Xiuzhen’s weak and helpless demeanor, he felt like he had let off some steam. Remembering that Wang Guicai was a well-known barefoot doctor in Qingfeng Village, and even in the whole Qingshan Team, he could only swallow his anger and gently squeezed his wife’s hand.

"Little girl, let’s go back," Zhou Xiuhua called softly, following the hint from her husband.

"Eh, Mum, I’m coming," Zhang Shan Ni gave one final glance at Wang Xiuzhen hiding behind her father. Seeing her face that seemed to say ’I knew you’re a Broom Star,’ Zhang Shan Ni scoffed lightly and turned around.

What’s the point of arguing with this kind of person? It’s not like you can bite back just because a dog bit you.

Zhang Shan Ni thought sullenly, used to the Law of the jungle from the apocalypse, where in this place she could only suffer in silence, hiding behind others, she was quite frustrated.

But it’s not the End of Dharma now, where one can kill at will without breaking the law.

This is modern society now, where laws and regulations are becoming increasingly detailed. She is just an ordinary farm wife; she can’t really kill anyone, so she can only take note in her heart against Wang Xiuzhen!

The debts owed to her, when it’s time to repay, can she escape?

Having realized this, Zhang Shan Ni turned around with her usual Black Ni charm, appearing endearing and honest.

After returning to their own courtyard with her in-laws, Xie Jingqiang prudently left.

Seeing that Zhou Xiuhua was in a relatively good mood, Xie Tiesheng had her sit by him and rambled in her ear for almost twenty minutes.

His message was singular: Children will have their own fortune. As parents and elders, their job is simply to take good care of their own health, and that’s helping their children.

Otherwise, no matter how much money they make, it won’t be enough to buy medicine.

Zhang Shan Ni had been listening with a smile all along, although she was anxiously thinking about snatching the letter from her husband from her in-laws. Yet, she still wore an honest look, with eager eyes occasionally glancing at her affectionate in-laws displaying their love.

Seeing that his wife was receptive and the Third Son’s Wife was content to sit calmly and listen to his nagging, Xie Tiesheng finally noticed Zhang Shan Ni’s ’enthusiastic’ gaze. He pulled out the Third Son’s letter from his pocket and casually handed it to the Third Son’s Wife.

"Dad..." Zhang Shan Ni paused, then joyfully accepted the letter.

"You read it," Xie Tiesheng was open-minded, especially since the Third Son’s Wife had been well-behaved, obedient, and respectful since she joined the Xie Family. She had taken very good care of him and his wife, and he wanted to repay her kindness. Knowing that she had been teased by him for a while, she must be truly anxious.

Although Zhang Shan Ni sat silently and dignified, her eyes sparkled as she watched him, and in the periphery of his vision, she had changed her sitting position three times in the almost twenty minutes of his rambling.

For someone who usually noticed the Third Son’s Wife’s habits, this was a sign that she was indeed in a hurry. Usually, when she practiced her writing, it was common for her to sit still for half an hour.

That deserves a mention because her husband, knowing that she could read but not write well, made special arrangements for her to get a bundle of rough paper so she could practice her writing.

This matter had already become apparent before Xie Jingchen left. At that time, when Xie Jingchen was testing his nephews, Zhang Shan Ni was comfortably practicing her calligraphy on the side, sitting upright for an hour without moving, writing with correct posture, which surprised everyone for a while.

Xie Jingchen even used Zhang Shan Ni’s good habit as an example for his nephews to follow~~ It was from a slip of the tongue from the eldest grandson that Xie Tiesheng could ascertain that the heart of Zhang Shan Ni, this Third Son’s Wife was very steadfast.

It’s always better to be strong-hearted than weak-willed.

She was just too cautious in everything she did, even reluctant to let others know she was writing. Was the Old Xie Family so stingy? And she kept it from them, her in-laws, too, which was both laughable and frustrating.

If she hadn’t wanted to learn about herbs and medical skills herself, it might never have come out that her knowledge was actually not bad.

Zhang Shan Ni neatly tore open the seal and pulled out the letter in two seconds. After quickly scanning it, she found it was just one piece of paper with just a few dozen words on it. It simply informed that he had safely arrived at his military post, told his family not to worry about him, and to take good care of themselves. That was all.

The brief letter didn’t have an extra word to spare, just adding two words for ’my wife’ after ’Dad and Mom’ at the beginning of the letter—Tsk, she had been anticipating this letter for half a month, and all she got were these two words!

With the letter came thirty dollars, three large Unity bills sandwiched in the letter, which left Zhang Shan Ni dumbfounded. Her husband sure was carefree, to actually send money back in the letter like this?

But for Xie Tiesheng, this was nothing unusual. His third son had been in the military for many years, and over a decade of military life had transformed his once lively and impetuous temperament into a stable, cautious, and reticent one, gradually shaping him into the strong and wise Xie Jingchen of today.

The naive and impulsive little Shitou had long vanished into the winds of time.

When Zhou Xiuhua saw the darkened look in Zhang Shan Ni’s eyes, she directly reached out to take the letter. Seeing the mere three sentences in it, which didn’t even total fifty words, it was no wonder her daughter-in-law’s face had darkened.

"This kid!" Holding the letter, she silently looked at the obviously unhappy Third Son’s Wife... Before and after marriage, he was still the same, no wonder her daughter-in-law was upset! But since her son was clueless, she had to smooth things over for him, and comfortingly stuffed the cash into her embrace, saying:

"Little girl, since the Third Son said this money is for the household, you should hold onto it. Hmm, knowing he’s safe is comforting enough. When you have time, write a letter to the Third Son, it’s a good chance to practice your writing." Zhou Xiuhua, seeing the thirty dollars, thought that if it were exchanged for stamps, even sending a letter a day, they could last for two years.

"Oh, Mom, I’ll go get busy," Zhang Shan Ni said, struggling to snap back to reality from her husband’s sparse words and woodenly excused herself upon hearing her mother-in-law’s remark.

Indeed, it was getting late, and she ought to start cooking. Regarding her soldier husband’s emotional intelligence, she really shouldn’t have held any expectations, right!

Zhang Shan Ni slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, and suddenly, she felt a delightful sense of relief and belonging wash over her.

Her husband not asking anything about her in the letter, wasn’t that a demonstration of his absolute trust in her?

Having his trust was enough.

After all, she had unintentionally revealed quite a bit about herself, and he was her husband. If he had guarded against her, there would be no reason for them to continue their relationship.

Even though the letter didn’t say anything to her directly, those two words were affirmation enough.

"My wife..."

Zhang Shan Ni smiled up at the evening sky bathed in twilight, covering her left chest with one hand, feeling the joyful beating of her heart, and chuckled softly:

"Heh, it’s my husband indeed."