The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

Jiang Xiaoxiao woke up.

Last night was unexpectedly harmonious.

She lay in the quilt, her whole body feeling sore as if she had been run over by a truck, yet a smile played on her lips.

She knew this was inevitable.

But whenever she thought of everything from last night, she couldn't help but smile.

She couldn't suppress her smile, never thinking that the process and experience of being with someone you love could be so unforgettable.

The pains that seemed hard to endure before seemed to have turned into a sweet beginning.

It turned out that doing this with the one you love changed so much, and everything in the process became magical.

Jiang Xiaoxiao thought this beginning was indeed something to look forward to.

Yet she heard a slight movement behind her. Turning around, she saw Song Moting already picking up clothes, putting on his shirt and pants.

Song Moting was trying to be as light as possible, but he didn't expect Jiang Xiaoxiao to turn her head and look at him with her bright eyes, smiling at him.

It reminded him of last night, this girl enduring pain, with tears falling.

So fragile! Yet her eyes were full of trust and acceptance.

"You sleep a little more. Later, I'll bring water for you to wash your face."

He couldn't help but think from his heart, pampering his wife.

Jiang Xiaoxiao chuckled, "You can't spoil me like this, or I'll become lazy. By then, my mom will surely criticize me. You don't know, you're already the apple of your mother-in-law's eye, while I, your daughter, am in the background."

Her voice was a complaint about her mom's favoritism.

Song Moting laughed heartily, and couldn't help but pounce on her again, pressing her with the blanket under him.

"Then let's both be lazy, and let your mom scold me! Or we can sleep a little longer."

His eyes couldn't help but wander down, as the quilt couldn't conceal a thing.

Jiang Xiaoxiao panicked.

"Don't mess around. Even though we have a separate courtyard, my mom will sure come and call me soon. She definitely won't let me sleep in. By then, if she hears anything, how can you face her?"

Today is the second day of their wedding.

Although she didn't have parents-in-law to take care of, she couldn't get up too late either.

By then, just the teasing looks from the educated youths would be enough for her.

Song Moting gave her a heavy kiss on the corner of her forehead before getting up.

"Alright, in our home, whatever my wife says goes. Xiaoxiao, I'm really happy, really happy you agreed to marry me."

The joy in his voice couldn't be hidden.

Jiang Xiaoxiao leaned forward to kiss his forehead, and as soon as he looked back with bright eyes, she quickly hid herself under the quilt.

Song Moting's hearty laughter resonated in the courtyard.

"You two are up! I was just about to call you to eat. Your aunt has already made breakfast, just waiting for you two. Don't forget your father and mother-in-law are heading back to the city today."

He Aiguo bore the difficult task of waking the newlyweds, as the parents-in-law had to catch the 10 o'clock bus to the city, or they would miss the evening train.

Their train tickets were already bought.

Even though it's understandable for newlyweds to stay in bed, there was no other choice this time.

"Aiguo, I know, we'll be right out."

Song Moting winked, and upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaoxiao hurriedly got up, as her mom and dad were returning today, and couldn't possibly stay at the farm forever.

There were still her brother and sister at home, not to mention her grandparents and uncle, who also had things going on. Her parents staying here constantly wasn't right.

After washing up, the two hurried to the cafeteria.

Fan Xiuying saw the blush on her daughter's face, the spring in her eyes, and nodded with satisfaction. It seemed the young couple's married life was harmonious.

That meant they could rest assured.

After all, they had to leave. They couldn't just stay at the farm while their daughter was here as an educated youth; there were still tons of things at home.

After eating, Song Moting, Jiang Xiaoxiao, Fan Xiuying, and Jiang Honest took the bus.

The two accompanied them to the train station and watched them board the train.

Song Moting had already helped with the luggage. They had bought sleeper tickets.

After all, having a train station here was a convenience.

Jiang Xiaoxiao worried about her parents' comfort, so she bought lower berths for their train tickets. Though they were a bit more expensive, her parents wouldn't suffer as much.

Fan Xiuying and Jiang Honest waved, "Xiaoxiao, Xiao Song, go back and live well. Don't worry about home, come back to visit us when you have time."

Fan Xiuying's eyes reddened again; the days with her daughter always felt so short.

Now her daughter was no longer part of their family, already married, and the next time she came back, it would be with her son-in-law.

Who knows when they could return to the city?

Although her daughter said they'd come home for the New Year!

But there were still months until the New Year, now only July or August, with the New Year at least half a year away.

Fan Xiuying couldn't help but shed tears.

Jiang Honest handed his wife a handkerchief.

"Don't cry. Old Sir Song already told me that the policy from above has been announced, and this year they will resume the college entrance exams. They've been preparing. The young couple has been reviewing, and after this year's exams, they might really return to the city.

When we return, we should tidy up the house, maybe even rebuild it, or buy a new house. If they do come back, they will need a place to stay. Even though the Song family will surely prepare a place for them,

our daughter still needs a maternal home to return to. You should think about how to prepare the house."

Quickly diverting his wife's attention, as she rarely cried, seeing her tears made Jiang Honest feel bad too. They were uncomfortable being apart for such a long time with their daughter.

Indeed, Fan Xiuying's attention shifted immediately, and she became excited.

"Dear, if that's the case, we really have to prepare. You know Jiang Lei is getting older; if he marries, while our house is livable, having all three of our daughters come back wouldn't be convenient.

Maybe we should buy the next-door courtyard from Aunt Li. It's an ancestral property from their family, and they're only selling it because they need money.

Their courtyard is much bigger than ours. By then we can combine them, and it'll be perfect for the couple and provide space for all three daughters. Fix up the house for them.

The kids can come back whenever they want. Also, plant a grape arbor, put in some trees. Your daughter loves sitting under the arbor, admiring flowers. Need to arrange some greenery.

No, I have to think it over and organize the courtyard better, maybe even add a swing. If they have many kids, they'll need a place to play; we can't let the kids feel wronged."

Talking about this, Fan Xiuying quickly forgot her earlier sadness.

The thought of a courtyard full of children running around filled her with energy.

She even thought about helping Jiang Xiaoxiao take care of future children.

"Buying a courtyard is fine, but no need to combine them. Just for Xiaoxiao. That money is Xiaoxiao's, and it should be spent on her. Jiang Lei should fend for himself. If he can't, we have gold; they're lucky.

Got it!"

Jiang Honest feared Fan Xiuying would forget.

Fan Xiuying glanced at her husband, "What do you take me for? I'm just worried Xiaoxiao wouldn't agree. Do you think I'm greedy for such things? I cherish my daughter more than you."

"You're not greedy? Who was carrying the money bag all the way without letting go, without even blinking?"

Jiang Honest teased his wife.

Fan Xiuying hadn't dared close her eyes.

Embarrassed and angry, Fan Xiuying snapped, "You dead man, dare to talk about me like that? You weren't any better, staring at people like thieves. People avoided you all the way."

Jiang Honest chuckled.

True enough.