Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 124

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. freēwebnovel.com

"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.