The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

Jiang Laoshi was getting anxious too.

"That girl, I knew she'd cause trouble. Why did she run into the mountains? It's all original forest there, what if she encounters wild animals? No, I have to buy a train ticket and go check on her, it's not okay to leave her without supervision."

Jiang Laoshi was genuinely worried.

Fan Xiuying grabbed him.

"Buy two train tickets, I'll go too. We haven't seen Xiao Xiao for more than half a year, we don't know how she's doing now."

Hearing this, Jiang Laoshi hesitated a bit.

"One ticket costs twelve fifty. Combined, it's almost a month's wages for us."

How could he not feel the pinch of spending that money? If only one of us goes, we could save twelve fifty and buy a lot for our daughter instead.

Fan Xiuying glared, "Does your daughter lack brains, and you too? What do you think your daughter sent back those ginsengs for? Decoration? You trade one casually, and we'll have travel expenses. You miss your daughter, don't I miss her too?

How about this, buy one train ticket, I'll go! You stay at home."

Fan Xiuying poked Jiang Laoshi hard on the forehead.

Jiang Laoshi rubbed his forehead and sheepishly defended himself.

"I'd better go, what if something happens on the road to you, a woman? Fine, fine, I won't say more, we'll both go together."

Seeing his wife's fierce gaze, he immediately relented.

Spending money is better than worrying at home alone.

Besides, their daughter had never been away from them for such a long time, they truly missed her, the expense was worth it.

Jiang Laoshi went out to buy the tickets.

Fan Xiuying looked at the ginseng, though she talked about selling it, she couldn't bear to do it.

The daughter sent this back, obviously not for them to sell, probably wanted them to keep it just in case of emergencies.

Fan Xiuying thought of the two elderly in the family, plus her mother-in-law, which makes three elderly people.

If something happened in the future, this was a lifesaving item, better keep it safe.

Actually, they didn't lack the money for the tickets, when they sold those gold bars, they had quite a bit of money.

The two ginsengs were locked in the cabinet.

Having not seen their daughter for so long, they definitely had to bring some goodies for her.

Fan Xiuying hastily thought about what to make.

But then Fang Xiaohui entered the door.

Fang Xiaohui?!

Yes, the Jiang family's biological daughter.

Fang Xiaohui was very clever, she was afraid of being sent to the countryside in place of Fang Peizhong, so she went to the Song family.

The Song family's third son, Song Mohuan, was the fiancé she was clinging to.

She tearfully recounted her hardships to Song Mohuan, making herself sound pitiable.

Like a poor little cabbage in the field, trampled by everyone.

Her birth parents didn't favor her, only doted on the adopted daughter Jiang Xiaoxiao, even her adoptive parents neglected her, favoring sons over daughters, eager to send her to the countryside instead of Fang Peizhong.

Song Mohuan was with Fang Xiaohui, obviously because he valued her kindness and gentle nature.

Hearing someone bullied his woman, he was immediately furious, but the one who bullied her was his future father-in-law, so he couldn't do much.

Unless the two families stopped associating in the future.

But the old Fang man was an academic authority, Fang Xiaohui was part of the Fang family, even as an adoptive daughter, her background sounded prestigious.

Song Mohuan knew that if his beloved woman lost her Fang family ties, his parents would be the first to oppose him marrying Fang Xiaohui.

Song Mohuan couldn't bear it.

After so many years of relationship, how could he let it all be for naught?

So, Song Mohuan devised a plan for Fang Xiaohui.

Sent her to medical school.

Anyway, his mother was the deputy director of a hospital, frankly speaking, she could immediately get a job as a nurse, which wasn't bad.

He already made arrangements with his mother, so Fang Xiaohui was now a working person, studying with pay, technically on the hospital staff.

The average person wouldn't have such privileges, basically studying while also earning a salary.

Therefore, Fang Xiaohui managed to stay here, after all, the Fang family couldn't have someone quit work to go to the countryside, it wasn't reasonable, especially since it was the Song family that found the job, it wasn't feasible for them to tell the Song family that their daughter wouldn't work and instead go to the countryside.

Ye Hua and his wife couldn't bear to do such a thing, nor could they lose face.

At this point, they had no choice but to send the son to the countryside.

But Ye Hua and his wife knew, it was definitely Fang Xiaohui who stirred things up, otherwise, why did the Song family suddenly find this job for Fang Xiaohui when she was about to go to the countryside to replace Fang Peizhong?

Wasn't this deliberately vexing the couple?

Ye Hua and his wife were angry, so naturally, they didn't care for Fang Xiaohui as they did before.

As Ye Hua puts it, since Fang Xiaohui was now earning wages, she had to hand over her paycheck to the family every month.

The family had raised Fang Xiaohui; they couldn't have done it for nothing, after all, she wasn't their own, they had to recover their costs somehow.

Ye Hua was very strict with Fang Xiaohui's pocket money.

Fang Xiaohui only had two extra yuan in her hands each month, not much else, but what could two yuan do for a girl her age?

She naturally wanted to look nice, especially since she had a boyfriend, she couldn't meet people looking shabby.

But where would she get the money?

Ye Hua and his wife kept a tight grip on the finances.

Fang Xiaohui tried to take advantage of the old grandparents, but now that she wasn't a biological granddaughter, that identity had been revealed.

The elders still treated her the same, but she herself felt ashamed to approach them like before, she couldn't ask for money as she once did.

One or two times were okay, but she couldn't keep asking the grandparents every time.

But she always needed to present herself well when going out with Song Mohuan, the circle Song Mohuan was in was full of cadre children. She already felt out of place in that circle, and if her appearance also couldn't match up, people would look down on her.

So in desperation, Fang Xiaohui thought of the Jiang couple.

She wasn't confident dealing with others, but with the Jiang couple, she had a plan.

After all, these were her birth parents, they owed her, it wasn't her fault.

How could they know she was their biological daughter, see her not doing well, and still be cruel enough to just watch?

Of course, she knew these two were good people, otherwise, they wouldn't have such a tragic end in their past life.

If only they could harden their hearts and give up their expectations for her as their daughter, and not care for Jiang Xiaoxiao, maybe they could have had a good ending in their past life.

Combining both past and present lives, she didn't have much affection for her biological parents.

Her biological parents were always closer to Jiang Xiaoxiao than to her.

This was what they owed her, they had to repay.

So she returned to the Jiang household, cried her heart out.

The Jiang couple naturally couldn't say anything.

They accepted her as their daughter.

So, from time to time, she would come back to ask for some money, get some support.

Knowing full well that they were workers, and retired ones at that, with a meager retirement salary, she still occasionally came back asking for money.

Fan Xiuying and Jiang Laoshi had no choice, after all, she was their biological daughter, could they really stand by when she faced difficulties?

But this girl really spent money with abandon, coming back every two or three months, asking for money, opening her mouth for thirty to fifty yuan at a time.

A third of the couple's hard-earned money from the matchbox factory and retirement salary went to Fang Xiaohui.

The rest, apart from necessary expenses, they saved for their little Xiaoxiao.

The couple had a really hard time.