Chapter 84: The Cousin

After Hu Yao pleaded repeatedly, Jiang Xiaochao was finally released in the middle of the night.

Jiang Han didn’t want to let Jiang Fuchao off so easily. That bastard dared to even pick up dead bones today. If he didn’t teach him a lesson, who knows what kind of mess he would bring home next.

What if he got carried away one day and actually dug up his grandpa and grandma? He would be driven crazy!

But Hu Yao, that woman, always spoiled him. She couldn’t bear to see him suffer even a little bit. Jiang Fuchao hung there for so long, and she kept tossing and turning in bed like a flea!

Both of them were utterly distressed!

If the child in Hu Yao’s belly was like this, Jiang Han felt he wouldn’t live for a few more years. He didn’t die doing those risky things back then, but he was going to die at the hands of his wife and son!

This was probably the retribution for his past misdeeds!

After Jiang Han released Jiang Xiaochao and threw him back into the room, Hu Yao noticed his expression was even worse, and she didn’t know what he was thinking.

She silently moved further away from him, hoping to avoid his anger.

“Move further away! Why don’t you just sleep in the wall!” Jiang Han pulled her back and pressed her into his arms, his voice cold.

Hu Yao remained silent, only when he was about to scold her again, she raised her hand and hugged his waist, saying in a muffled and sleepy voice, “I’m so sleepy.”

“Am I not letting you sleep? Now you know you’re sleepy? You couldn’t sleep at all while Jiang Fuchao was hanging there, could you? Next time I’ll slap you flat if you spoil him again!” Jiang Han pulled the blanket over her and wrapped her tightly, his tone fierce and his actions exaggerated, but his strength wasn’t as rough as imagined.

Hu Yao slowly fell asleep in his rambling scolding. His broad embrace was warm, and the warmth spread to her body, making her sleep even more soundly.

Both mother and son slept late last night, and they both stayed in bed the next morning. Jiang Han went to town and came back, and they were still asleep.

He had anticipated this. He went upstairs and pulled up Jiang Fuchao, who was half-hanging off the bed and sleeping soundly, and chased him to eat breakfast. He bought dumplings from town for his wife and son.

Jiang Xiaochao had been exposed to the cold wind for several hours yesterday, and he didn’t sleep with a blanket last night. He was truly a bit chilled, and he kept sniffling while eating dumplings with Hu Yao.

When only two dumplings were left in his bowl, his little nose ran uncontrollably and dripped into the bowl, sticking to the dumplings.

He wrinkled his face, fiddled with the spoon for a long time, wanting to eat but unable to bring himself to do so.

“Dad, you want…”

“If you haven’t had enough beating yesterday, then speak!” Jiang Han knew what he was going to say before he finished.

“Then give it to Niu Niu to eat.” Jiang Xiaochao sniffed and cleverly changed his target.

He kept running his nose all morning, so Hu Yao added another layer of clothing for him and boiled ginger soup for him to drink.

But he went out to play for a while and came back, and it got worse. He developed a fever in the afternoon.

Jiang Han, with a bad temper, carried him to the clinic for an injection. He went there listlessly and hung listlessly on Jiang Han’s back when he returned.

Most children are afraid of injections. While Jiang Xiaochao didn’t cry his heart out, his resistance was obvious. Jiang Han pressed him down for the injection. After the injection, he had to take medicine. Jiang Xiaochao’s face wrinkled like a bitter gourd when he took the medicine.

But because it was Hu Yao who fed him, he still swallowed it with a stiff neck.

While he was sick, he wasn’t very well-behaved. Hu Yao temporarily stopped him from going out to play, but he somehow raised a mouse in the room.

Jiang Xiaochao said it was the mouse that stole his shortbread last time.

He didn’t know how he confirmed it. All mice look alike, but he insisted it was that one.

The mouse he raised was very small, only slightly larger than his little hand. It looked quite cute. He was so focused on raising the mouse that he even neglected his little Niu.

Jiang Han repeatedly ordered him to throw the mouse away, but he refused. He didn’t know why he was so attached to the mouse that he had previously said he would kill.

Hu Yao tentatively asked if he could stop raising it, and Jiang Xiaochao listened to her, unlike with Jiang Han, and released the mouse that day.

Jiang Han was speechless again. That bastard Jiang Fuchao just liked to contradict him! If he weren’t sick, he would have given him a few more beatings.

After being leisurely for so many days during the New Year, Jiang Han was going out on the eighth day of the first lunar month. Hu Yao’s pregnancy was stable, so he wasn’t so worried. He was even more worried about that unlucky egg, Jiang Fuchao.

The night before he left, Jiang Xiaochao, barefoot, stepped on his back, and he casually and threateningly told him a lot of things.

Jiang Xiaochao patted his chest and replied, “I will protect Mom!”

Hu Yao, who had just stepped into the room, smiled warmly. Her heart felt warm.

She packed a simple bag for Jiang Han, just like last time. This time the journey was longer, so she put in more dry food for him.

“By the way, in a couple of days, a cousin will come over. If she asks for money, give her some.” Jiang Han suddenly remembered and mentioned it to Hu Yao.

His parents passed away when he was eight years old, leaving him alone. At that time, every household was struggling to eat, and there weren’t many relatives. They didn’t want to ignore him, but they wanted to take advantage of him and get his Jiang family’s house.

Jiang Han’s cousin who had married out of town was considered kind. She came back once when Jiang Han’s parents passed away, and she even gave him two yuan when she left.

Although she never cared for him again, Jiang Han still remembered her kindness. In recent years, as long as it wasn’t an excessive request, he would help if he could.

This was the first time he had mentioned a relative to Hu Yao, so she was slightly stunned, but she nodded in agreement.

Jiang Han’s parents had passed away long ago, and Hu Yao hadn’t seen any Jiang family relatives coming to visit after she recovered. It was the same during the New Year.

There were no messy and troublesome relationships. As the other young wives and aunts in the village said, Hu Yao lived a more comfortable life than most. She didn’t have to go through the ordeal of becoming a mother-in-law.

This sudden cousin was a surprise to Hu Yao.

The day after Jiang Han left, the cousin he mentioned arrived.

It wasn’t just one person, but six or seven, a whole family.

Hu Yao was stunned–>>

…, watching them all with big bags and luggage.

“Oh, you’re Ahan’s wife, right? I’ve heard he married a beautiful wife, but I didn’t expect her to be so pretty!” Jiang Guihua, with her loud voice, stepped directly into the house. In a few seconds, she was like a gust of wind, standing in front of Hu Yao, familiarly taking her hand.

Hu Yao came back to her senses and smiled as she greeted them, putting down the broom in her hand and inviting them in for tea.

Jiang Xiaochao took his calf to eat grass and hadn’t come back yet.

“Mom, this house is so nice! Are we going to live here from now on?” A girl with two braided pigtails who came in with Jiang Guihua asked excitedly, not politely, she sat down on the chair where Hu Yao had laid a soft cushion. Looking at the brand new furniture and rare items in the room, she touched this and looked at that, the light in her eyes getting brighter.

Hu Yao’s hand paused as she poured tea.