Chapter 2 Catching a Big Fish

Ruan Jiaojiao: “……”

Such a gentlemanly man—he would belong to her from now on. Her heart was in a turmoil of emotions, but in the end, what she felt most was the urge to vent!

That damned Ruan Xiaodie! As the original body’s cousin, she had no sympathy at all. The drug’s effects were fierce, and besides… after so many times in her dreams, now that she finally caught a real one, how could she possibly let Fu Ting off?

No! Way!

She patted Fu Ting’s shoulder and said sternly, “Put me down.”

Fu Ting doted on his wife. Hearing that her tone wasn’t right, he immediately set her down as she asked. But he still kept a close watch on her, afraid she would run off to look for Huo Yunshu.

Who would have thought—his little wife suddenly jumped up and wrapped herself around his chest. She… she, she actually threw herself at him!

Fu Ting: “……” I’m about to get a nosebleed!

Ruan Jiaojiao, fuming, waved her little pink fists at him and declared, “Fu Ting! How many times do I have to tell you? I’m your wife! I won’t go looking for another man! Since you don’t believe me, I’ll just have to prove it with actions!”

Fu Ting: “……”

Three hours later.

Fu Ting: “…Jiaojiao, you’re fiercer than I thought.”

Morning light filtered in, warm and clean, shining on Ruan Jiaojiao’s face and waking her from her dreams.

She stretched lazily, then immediately felt a sharp ache throughout her body—especially in her lower back, as if someone had punched her hard twice.

She let out a soft gasp, and at the memory of everything that happened last night on the back mountain, her little face turned scarlet.

Her body’s sensations made it clear—she had truly crossed into the novel, into another world. Here, she had a husband who spoiled her, and…

On the bedside sat a broken mirror. She picked up a shard and looked at her reflection. To her surprise, her face—and even her voice—were exactly the same as in her original world!

A strange thought rose in her heart—was it that she had transmigrated into the book from the real world, or… could it be that this world was her true reality, and the life she had lived before was the book?

The furnishings of the room were extremely shabby: a creaky bed, a table with a broken leg propped up by a rock, not even a single stool.

At that moment, she heard two little boys’ voices outside the house:

“The fish smells so good! Brother, let Xiaobao smell it too, just one sniff…”

“No way! This is for Mom! Don’t get too close, don’t drool on it!”

“Wuwuwu… okay then.”

Ruan Jiaojiao pushed open the door, which creaked eerily—almost like a ghost’s wail.

And the moment she stepped out, the two little beansprouts outside really did look like they’d seen a ghost. They stood stiffly in line against the wall like little soldiers.

Ruan Jiaojiao knew these two children were hers and Fu Ting’s.

Five years ago, one passionate night had given them the crystallization of love—a pair of adorable twin sons, Dabao and Xiaobao.

But the original body had disliked Fu Ting, and by extension, disliked the two little boys as well. She hadn’t even bothered to give them proper names.

Fu Ting, being a rough man, wasn’t very meticulous in raising kids, so he simply called them “Dabao” (Big Treasure) and “Xiaobao” (Little Treasure).

“M-Mom… this is the fish we grilled for you…”

Dabao trembled as he held out a stick, with a skinny little fish skewered on it. It was the thinnest fish Ruan Jiaojiao had ever seen—she suspected it was nothing but skin and bones.

Her silence, in Dabao and Xiaobao’s eyes, meant she was angry.

Dabao quickly stepped in front of Xiaobao, raised his neck bravely, and said, “Mom… don’t hit Xiaobao… it’s Dabao’s fault… Dabao couldn’t catch a big fish…”

Before he could finish, Xiaobao interrupted loudly from behind, “No! Don’t! Mom, don’t hit Xiaobao! It was Xiaobao who stole the big fishy! Xiaobao is chubby, hitting me feels better! Mom, hit Xiaobao instead, wuwuwu…”

He said he wanted to be hit, but tears still rolled down his cheeks.

Ruan Jiaojiao finally understood—this original body used to do nothing but hit and scold these two children. They feared her from the bottom of their hearts.

She was furious. How could the original have abused such adorable babies?

And look—Dabao and Xiaobao were so protective of each other, such a touching sight!

Especially Dabao—though only two minutes older, he shouldered the responsibility of taking care of Xiaobao, raising him to be plumper than himself!

With tears brimming in her eyes, Ruan Jiaojiao rushed over, scooped one child in each arm, and said warmly, “Mom won’t hit you anymore. Mom will take you to catch fish! Mom is great at catching fish—Mom will get you big fat fish to eat!”

Dabao: “…!”

Xiaobao: “…!!”

They had actually been picked up by their mother! Unbelievable!

Ruan Jiaojiao had never even breastfed them. Right after giving birth, before she’d even recovered from childbirth, she had started writing love letters to Huo Yunshu. The twins had grown up drinking rice soup instead of milk. No one knew whether it had harmed their health.

Dabao and Xiaobao had never experienced what their mother’s embrace felt like. Both of them were stunned.

After a while, Dabao was the first to recover. He asked cautiously, “Mom… is it because you want to go find that man? You’re afraid we’ll tell Papa, so that’s why you’re being nice to us…?”

Ruan Jiaojiao: “……”

Did she really look that untrustworthy?

At the riverbank, she set the boys down and said, “Wait here for me. I’ll catch fish for you. And stop mentioning other men—Mom has figured things out. From now on, I’ll live well with you and your father. The four of us together—life will get better!”

Dabao still looked doubtful, but Xiaobao was already clapping his chubby little hands, jumping in excitement. “Yay! Yay!”

It was early winter, and the river water was icy cold. Dabao and Xiaobao had spent days just to catch that skinny little fish. He didn’t believe Ruan Jiaojiao could catch a big one.

“Come out already! The river’s too cold! There are no fish!” Dabao cupped his hands to his mouth and shouted to her in the water.

But just then, they saw Ruan Jiaojiao emerge—holding a three-pounds bass!

Dabao: “！！！”

Xiaobao: “！！！！！”

Of course, Ruan Jiaojiao had taken the bass out from her hidden space. To avoid frightening the children, she pretended she’d caught it from the river.

“Mom… is that really Mom? Mom caught a big fish… Am I dreaming…?” Xiaobao babbled excitedly.

He pinched a bit of flesh—ah, it didn’t hurt. Wuwuwu, it really must be a dream. His Mom couldn’t possibly love him so much!

Dabao: “……”

“Xiaobao! You’re pinching my meat! Be gentle—it hurts!”