The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

"We're discussing this; if you disagree, I will respect your opinion. Do you think I'm giving my parents too much money? If you have any concerns, just say it! Your silence is making me anxious."

A flash of worry passed through Jiang Xiaoxiao's eyes.

Song Moting flicked Jiang Xiaoxiao's nose with his finger.

A faint smile appeared on his lips.

"You, what are you worried about? Your man has already told you, I'm your rock, your support, your confidence. No matter what you do, I've got your back, so what are you afraid of! Do whatever you want, don't overthink things in the future.

Your man is not that petty. The money you earn will be yours, and the money I earn will be yours too. Besides, being filial to your parents—isn't that a given? As for your brothers and sisters, their lives aren't easy either. Since we can help, we should lend a hand a little.

Rest assured, I will treat your parents as my own, and your brothers and sisters as my own siblings. Don't hesitate so much, don't worry. I won't have any issues with this.

I married you not so you could live cautiously with me, but so that you could stay the same, happy, open, living life freely, while continuing to be yourself.

It's just that now you have one more person to pamper you, one more person to protect you. I didn't marry you to stifle your personality, stifle everything about you, and turn you into my submissive little wife. I want the lively, free-spirited Jiang Xiaoxiao. Xiao Xiao, go forward boldly, I've got your back."

These words made Jiang Xiaoxiao's eyes well up with tears.

This man, oh.

This was probably the most heartfelt declaration she's ever heard.

No one in her past or present life had ever said to her that she could move forward courageously, with someone there to support her in the background.

To let her do as she pleases.

This feeling indeed made her feel so refreshed, her mood soaring.

Having someone give you such fearless courage, a new world opens.

"Brother Song, you're so good!"

Song Moting saw a vibrant liveliness on her face, and his response made her incredibly attractive.

Her nose tilted slightly upwards, and the light on her nasal wings and cheekbones made her shine, as if she possessed the whole world.

Her lips curled into a delightful arc, as if she might burst into laughter at any moment.

Her eyes were the purest black he had ever seen, peaceful yet lazy, but upon closer look, you would find cleverness and wisdom.

The perfect woman, and she's his wife.

A rising feeling of pride.

"Of course! I think so too."

Jiang Xiaoxiao made a funny face, "You're really modest."

"Alright, let's eat quickly. I'll go notify Mom and Dad to go to town together. It's safer to send it back instead of carrying it."

First surprised and then beginning to laugh, she realized Song Moting was considering her.

"Okay! Second Brother!"

She blinked, a slow smile pulling at her lips.

Jiang Xiaoxiao felt that Second Brother was indeed quite normal; some people would give their children all sorts of names.

But Song Moting's embarrassment suggested otherwise.

Could it be that Song Moting's mom, like the trendy moms and dads of later generations, gave names like Little Bean Bun, Little Potato, Little Tang Yuan?

Does Second Brother Ting have some special meaning!?

Really strange.

Fan Xiuying and Jiang Laoshi followed their daughter, and Fan Xiuying whispered advice to Jiang Xiaoxiao.

"Child, why can't you keep anything secret, say everything! Fortunately, the son-in-law is nice, doesn't mind anything; you're lucky. Little Song is really great. You don't know what that kid told your dad and me, telling us to accept the money, saying your wishes are his wishes, the household follows your lead.

He also said a son-in-law is half a son, he's our son, and if we have any difficulties, we must let him know."

Jiang Xiaoxiao couldn't stop smiling, her mouth clamped shut.

"Mom, you seem to dislike your daughter now. I feel like I'm being abandoned!"

Her pitiful look earned her a knock from Fan Xiuying.

"He is a hardworking, down-to-earth person. Obviously more reliable than you, more suited to be a husband, a good husband. Be good to him, don't be as careless as before."

Fan Xiuying gently tapped her forehead.

"Did you hear me?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao lifted her head, showing a genuine smile this time.

Not pretending to be wronged.

"Alright, Mom, I know. I will certainly be a good wife. Trust me, don't worry!"

Fan Xiuying studied her, carefully examining the joy in her eyes.

"Looks like your relationship with your son-in-law is indeed good."

"Yes, Mom! I think Song Moting is wonderful; otherwise, why would I marry him!"

"That's good."

Hugging her shoulders, Fan Xiuying whispered.

"Your dad and I asked around about Xiao Song... I know, don't glare at me. Who doesn't inquire when marrying off their daughter?"

Seeing her fierce eyes, Fan Xiuying quickly added.

"Your dad and I are ordinary workers, but your eldest sister and brother-in-law know Mr. Wang! They said Xiao Song is a good man, excellent, ambitious, it's just that his mother passed away early, and he doesn't get along well with his father and stepmother. You know how stepmothers and stepsons can't get along easily.

But that hasn't made him bitter or resentful... He is an extraordinary man worth settling down with."

"I know," Jiang Xiaoxiao said.

"My mom and dad are really resourceful, capable of investigating people."

"You've even learned to be sarcastic. Your mom's not dumb, I can read between the lines."

Arrived in town.

This time everyone flocked to the post office and credit union.

Jiang Xiaoxiao and her group were no exception.

Jiang Xiaoxiao deposited twenty thousand yuan at the credit union and sent five hundred yuan to her second sister. She didn't send her too much so as not to spoil her sister-in-law's appetite.

The rest was saved for her second sister in case of emergencies in the future.

She sent three thousand to her third brother and three thousand to her eldest sister, planning to send them soon.

A thousand yuan was left in the dormitory, securely locked by Fan Xiuying.

Not sending it?

Not sending!

At this time, there was no intercity remittance.

The only two methods were to send it back or bring it back.

Fan Xiuying felt sending it back would be too obvious, drawing attention.

The postman was someone they'd see regularly, everyone here knew each other.

People had known the postman for decades.

A remittance slip for ten thousand yuan was enough to stir gossip in the factory, and when they returned, the house might be overrun.

It would be impossible to avoid a thief at night.

To keep the family safe, they dared not send any remittance slips.

Which left only bringing it back.

The couple planned it out; Jiang Laoshi and Fan Xiuying prepared to sew pockets onto their vests and underwear, planning to pin them tightly for security.

If they're here, the money's here.

When Jiang Xiaoxiao found out, she was both amused and frustrated.

But she was also secretly worried, thinking she had ten thousand yuan herself; how to bring it back.

Plus, with her husband Song Moting's over thirty thousand, the two of them were like a wealthy family.

Problem was, they couldn't find a solution now.

They'd have to figure it out as they went.

Wait, didn't she have space?

Jiang Xiaoxiao patted her forehead, silly!

How could she forget the space?

Seeing his wife silly enough to hit her own head made Song Moting smile, his cheerful mood giving him a real sense of having a family.

Having someone to protect, care for, and love, who would become his other half, his family member, the mother of his children.