NOVEL NEXT Chapter 247: Blaming Her
Early the next morning.
Around four, everyone was as energetic as if they had been injected with adrenaline.
Everyone got up.
Who could sleep?
The whole night was spent worrying about the money under the pillow.
Experiencing sudden wealth overnight, whose mind can handle it!
Anyway, none of them slept well last night.
So, early in the morning, they all got up, planning to go to the county town early to catch the bus.
Everyone could go together, maybe watch the sunrise, and feel a bit sentimental.
Sleep was impossible; it's better to get up straightforwardly.
So, this morning was probably the earliest they rose, everyone washed their face and finished breakfast.
This breakfast was made by the guys themselves without bothering the old lady.
When Jiang Xiaoxiao crawled out of bed, she realized, wow! Everyone got up earlier than her, making her seem careless, yet she had a good sleep.
Song Moting saw Jiang Xiaoxiao's surprised face and his own refreshed subordinates in the yard, and couldn't help but laugh.
This little girl's expression is truly amusing.
"I've prepared the water for you to wash your face. Go wash, I'll serve you breakfast. After eating, let's go to the county together. Ask your uncle and aunt if they want to come too, it's on our way."
Having said that, he went to the kitchen to serve the meal while Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at the washbasin in front of her.
She touched it and found it was warm water, with a towel and soap neatly placed beside it.
Ah, this feeling of being pampered is truly different. Although she was married in her previous life.
Yet, her man didn't let her do heavy work and had no other bad habits, but he didn't show such attentive care.
Jiang Xiaoxiao never compared in her past life, always thinking perhaps this was the norm between couples.
The well water doesn't interfere with the river water.
The man does the heavy work at home, the woman does the household chores and takes care of the children; maybe this is the life every couple lives.
But now, it seems there are differences, that couples can interact like this.
In matters like these, a man can pay attention, even thoughtfully doing everything for her, which is easily touching.
Jiang Xiaoxiao pondered as she washed her face; last night, she thought about it half the night and couldn't sleep, just contemplating this matter.
Her parents were right; this money has become their marital income and is jointly owned property.
She should discuss with Song Moting rather than making plans herself.
To be lifelong partners, one must start with respecting each other and oneself.
She knows Song Moting is neither unreasonable nor selfish.
He's not stingy or money-hungry.
Frankly, Song Moting is quite open-minded and visionary.
Since she admitted the man she chose is someone she can rely on and trust.
Why can't she discuss some plans with him?
Decided, after washing her face.
Song Moting already called her.
"Come quickly to eat breakfast, I'll clean up the wash water later."
Jiang Xiaoxiao took out the towel and hung it on the steel wire in the yard, then poured the washbasin of water directly in the yard, which is a rural habit.
Song Moting was kind to her, but she's not ungrateful. When others show you a yard of respect, you should return ten yards.
"Coming!"
Jiang Xiaoxiao's crisp voice made Song Moting's gaze gentle; this girl is just someone who can't be cared for enough.
"Xiao Song, have you eaten? If not, eat a bit with me; if you've eaten, then sit with me for a while. I want to chat with you."
Song Moting chuckled, Xiao Song!
Is this how she'll call him in the future? How can a wife address her husband like this?
"Honey, we've got our certificate. It's not suitable to call me that, right? Xiao Song—will it become Old Song when I'm old?"
Song Moting sat next to her and peeled the egg.
They raised a flock of wild chickens, so naturally, they didn't skimp on the eggs.
It's become a habit; everyone has an egg every morning, a breakfast necessity.
Girls receive special treatment, each girl early in the morning gets two eggs.
Jiang Xiaoxiao took a bite of the big white steamed bun, "The thing is, if I don't call you Xiao Song, using both first and last names to call you Song Moting doesn't seem right either. So what should I call you?"
Her dark eyes sparkled beautifully.
Song Moting handed her the egg, "My mom called me 'Er Ting' when I was little. Since my mom passed away, no one calls me by this name anymore. From now on, call me 'Second Brother.' This name will be exclusive to you."
Jiang Xiaoxiao was curious, "That's strange. Why did your mom call you 'Second Brother'? This name sounds like it has a story."
"Do you really want to know?"
"Of course, who isn't curious? If you don't believe me, ask them; tell them your name is 'Second Brother' and see their curiosity. I bet they'd chase after you asking why it's 'Second Brother'?"
"I'll tell you later. But for now, what are you wanting to talk to me about?"
Song Moting shifted the topic, his ears burning; he couldn't possibly explain how the name 'Er Ting' came about.
Could the silliness of childhood be explained clearly?
This is black history.
If Jiang Xiaoxiao found out he was especially silly as a child, often making his mom hug him and say he's so silly he might not find a wife.
But now he not only found a wife, but found the one he loves most.
This black history must not be exposed, otherwise, would he still have the dignity and face of a man?
Being the second child reasoned it enough!
Jiang Xiaoxiao indeed remembered her question, and softly said, "Brother Song, I want to discuss something. We sold the ginseng for so much money. I want to give some money to my parents and siblings, my idea is a total of forty thousand. Keep twenty thousand as our family property, give ten thousand to mom and dad, and another ten thousand to my siblings.
My parents have retired, plus grandma and grandpa need support, who have no reimbursement and no pension. They're elderly and could fall ill at any time. I'm afraid mom and dad might urgently need money; overall, keeping some money on hand.
So that when urgent needs arise, they won't have to borrow from others."
Watching Song Moting with eager eyes, she didn't know what he'd think, whether he'd feel she's acting independently, not treating herself as his wife.
"Are you discussing this with me, or notifying me?"
Song Moting saw in Jiang Xiaoxiao's clear eyes all the concern, this girl truly cares about his feelings.
His heart warmed; since his mother's passing, though his grandparents loved him, their affection differed from Jiang Xiaoxiao's care. This girl was worried he'd be displeased about this matter or blame her.