Chapter 42 No, we can’t let Dad sleep in the woodshed!

After Jiang Wan ate the food first, the two kids hesitated for a moment but then slowly began to eat as well. However, Jiang Wan found it hard to enjoy the meal. She wondered if Fu Jingchuan really didn’t know about all these things. But if he did know, there was no way he’d let that woman simply walk away! Other things aside, poisoning the children was illegal! Only a woman with a truly malicious heart would do such a thing. Jiang Wan was upset but dared not frighten the children, so she controlled her expression and continued eating with little appetite.

During this time, Fu Chen kept sneaking glances at Jiang Wan, his lips pressed together and eyes filled with complex feelings. When the meal was finished, Jiang Wan said since it was all ready-made food, no need to clean up, and told them to go play inside. Fu Chen pulled Fu Xiaoyan back into the house. After entering, he carefully closed the door behind them. Like a little grown-up, he frowned and hesitated before saying to Xiaoyan:

“Xiaoyan, you can’t just say things like that. I really think Aunt Jiang isn’t that kind of person.”

“I had a fever last night, and she was the one who carried me to the hospital… And if it weren’t for her, we wouldn’t have known the truth about Grandma Tang!”

“Look, she not only cooks for us but also buys us tasty food!”

“This morning, I made her sad. We can’t be so thoughtless again!”

“…Who told her to joke around like that?” Xiaoyan said tearfully, her eyes red, “That other aunt put medicine in your food, and you were in so much pain—I thought you were going to die!”

“Brother, you can’t die. Dad’s gone… and you’re all I have…”

“Xiaoyan!” Fu Chen’s expression turned serious. “Captain Fu is like our dad now. He treats us well!”

“If he heard that, he’d be upset!”

Fu Chen had matured a lot after the Tang Feng mother-daughter ordeal. He frowned, thinking for a while, then said quietly:

“Xiaoyan, I think Dad is different with Aunt Jiang. He didn’t come home much before.”

“And he wouldn’t look at women like that…”

“And Aunt Jiang is really good. I think she’s… really kind!”

Kids are sensitive, and after a few days with Jiang Wan, Fu Chen could tell she wasn’t pretending to be good. After he spoke, Xiaoyan nodded without hesitation:

“She’s pretty!”

“Like a fairy!”

“….” Fu Chen was a bit helpless. What he meant was Jiang Wan was kind-hearted, unlike those wicked women. But Xiaoyan’s main point was that she was beautiful! Still, Fu Chen thought it made sense. Jiang Wan was indeed very pretty—he had never seen such a beautiful woman before.

“But Dad still sleeps in the woodshed!” Xiaoyan blinked her bright eyes innocently and said:

“Brother, when we went to play in the fields that day, I heard Aunt Zhao’s older brother and sister say their parents sleep together at night!”

“They said their parents sometimes quarrel at night! Aunt Zhao said ‘Be gentle, it hurts!’”

“?? What? They quarrel even though they sleep together?” Fu Chen frowned, unhappy.

“Could Uncle Gao really hit his wife? Humph! He’s not a real man!”

“It’s shameful that he’s Dad’s comrade but secretly hits his wife at night!”

“Our Dad definitely wouldn’t do that!” Fu Chen clenched his fists, looking angry. He panted a bit but then suddenly hesitated and whispered:

“Oh! I just remembered! Didn’t Aunt Sun say before that Dad doesn’t sleep with her and doesn’t treat her like a wife? Then she went looking for another man!”

“No way, we can’t let Dad sleep in the woodshed anymore!”

“What if Aunt Jiang leaves too? Another bad woman would be the end of us!”

Although the kids didn’t fully trust Jiang Wan yet, they weren’t foolish. Comparing things quietly in their hearts, they thought Aunt Jiang was the best. Even if she was sometimes a bit strict, ever since she came, they not only ate well but also got to go out and play!

The gate creaked open. Fu Chen’s eyes brightened, and he beckoned Xiaoyan over with a little hand. The two heads huddled together, whispering softly.

Fu Jingchuan came in, first locking the gate latch. He was about to wash his face by the well when suddenly he heard Xiaoyan crying from the side room.

Xiaoyan cried out pitifully, “Brother, you’re mean! I don’t want to be friends with you! Go away!”

“I don’t want to sleep with you either!!”

Then, Fu Chen, face all angry, was kicked out.

Fu Jingchuan’s footsteps froze. Standing in the courtyard, he looked stunned. He furrowed his brows and asked Fu Chen:

“What’s wrong? Did you quarrel with your sister?”

Unexpectedly, Fu Chen clenched his fists tightly, his face red with anger. He stomped his feet and said:

“If she doesn’t want to be friends, then fine! I won’t care about her!”

“You little troublemaker! Who wants to sleep with you!”

Fu Chen didn’t answer Fu Jingchuan’s question. Like someone blinded by anger, he stormed straight to the woodshed.

Then came a loud bang as he slammed the woodshed door shut!

Fu Jingchuan was left standing alone in the courtyard, tall and strong, pursing his thin lips, his expression a little helpless.

Jiang Wan had just come inside and wanted to change her clothes. But just as she was about to take them off, she noticed a bit of an odor on herself. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly in displeasure. That was the inconvenient part about living in the countryside—using the toilet meant going to the outhouse outside, and there was no bathroom in the house to wash up! The weather was getting hotter and hotter; how could this go on? She absolutely couldn’t stand smelling bad! Not even a little bit! Just as Jiang Wan was feeling a bit worried about this, she suddenly heard the two kids outside arguing. She opened the door to take a look.

But the moment she looked up, she unexpectedly locked eyes with Fu Jingchuan standing in the courtyard. He carried the scent of the fields on him, sweat dripping down his sturdy neck. His muscular arms bore a few smudges of dirt. Jiang Wan suddenly remembered what Sister Yulan had said about how “your Captain Fu has quite the physique…” Putting that together with everything else, her tender, fair ears instantly flushed red.

Feigning calm, she lowered her long lashes, pressed her lips lightly, and asked, “What’s wrong? Did Chenchen and Xiaoyan have a fight?”

“Yeah,” Fu Jingchuan replied gloomily, subconsciously glancing toward the door of the woodshed. He didn’t think much of it and then strode over to the well. Habitually, he casually took off his vest. It wasn’t unusual at all for a grown man to go shirtless—there were plenty of them in the fields.

But for some reason, Fu Jingchuan felt a bit stiff as he did so. He thought to himself: his new wife was standing just behind him, probably shyly watching him.