The Delicate Darling with Her Rough Man-Chapter 81: Flatbed Cart

Aunt Zhao knew her son well, so she hurried him along with a smile.

"Hurry back, now. It’ll be Jiaojiao and her husband’s turn soon."

Zhao Tiezhu agreed and hurried off with the flatbed cart.

Aunt Zhao headed back as well.

Leng Yuan stood beside Gu Jiaojiao, watching as she ate the chestnuts, her face a picture of contentment.

"Where did you get these chestnuts?"

"They’re on the mountain, just a little deeper in. If you like them, I’ll go pick some for you next time."

Leng Yuan wasn’t particularly fond of such things, so he rarely went to pick them.

Hearing this, Gu Jiaojiao’s face immediately lit up. "Take me with you! Many hands make light work, and we can pick even more."

Leng Yuan had his doubts about that statement.

But since his wife wanted to go, he would naturally have to make it happen.

Gu Jiaojiao smiled in satisfaction, already thinking about making chicken with chestnuts.

Leng Yuan watched his wife, who was smiling so sweetly she looked a little silly and gullible. A sliver of worry entered his heart.

’Is my wife a little too naive?’

Neither of them noticed it, but the tall man had his head lowered, his gaze full of adoration as he looked at the young woman beside him.

And the young woman’s face was lit with a blissful smile, so beautiful that one couldn’t look away.

The surrounding men who witnessed this scene were practically dying of jealousy.

Their own wives were like tigresses at home, nothing like Gu Zhiqing, who was so shy and demure you just wanted to spoil her.

The green-eyed men had already forgotten the way Gu Jiaojiao used to look down her nose at everyone.

Back then, Gu Jiaojiao was the one woman no man in the entire Qingshan Team wanted to marry.

At the time, they had all thought, ’You can’t marry a woman like that. She doesn’t know how to run a home, can’t even work, and just expects to be waited on. Only a fool would agree to that!’

Now that she had changed for the better, they were all jealous of Leng Yuan’s good fortune.

This was especially true for the young man beside Aunt Leng, whose eyes looked like they were about to spew fire.

This was Second Uncle Leng’s youngest son, Leng Qingtian. He was a year older than Leng Yuan, and by relation, he was his cousin.

He was also one of the suitors Gu Jiaojiao had rejected.

He had taken a fancy to Gu Jiaojiao ever since she arrived in the countryside, but unfortunately, she looked down on him. She’d even called him a toad lusting after a swan.

And then, the next thing he knew, Gu Jiaojiao had married Leng Yuan.

If she had married anyone else, he wouldn’t have been so resentful. After all, who Gu Jiaojiao chose to marry was her own business.

But she just had to choose Leng Yuan.

’Leng Yuan is my first uncle’s son, the poorest man in the entire Qingshan Team! He has no one to rely on, a cold-blooded beast who has cut off all ties with his family. Why in the world would Gu Jiaojiao fall for him?’

Seeing the younger cousin he’d always looked down on marry the woman he couldn’t have, Leng Qingtian was naturally resentful.

Perhaps sensing the malice in his gaze, Gu Jiaojiao instinctively leaned closer to Leng Yuan, seeking security.

Leng Yuan moved to block Leng Qingtian’s view, then shot a frosty glare in his direction. The look was enough to make Leng Qingtian’s knees go weak.

’It’s not that I’m scared of Leng Yuan,’ he thought. ’It’s... I’m just tired from standing.’

Leng Qingtian averted his gaze. Memories of past beatings flooded his mind, and instantly, all feelings of jealousy vanished.

Aunt Leng, however, wasn’t afraid of Leng Yuan.

’She had never been on the receiving end of his fists, after all. All she knew was that when Leng Yuan fought, he didn’t hold back and looked like he was trying to kill someone. A man like that was bound to beat his wife in the future.’

’That Gu Zhiqing married him... she’s probably getting beaten every single day!’

At this thought, her gaze toward Gu Jiaojiao became tinged with pity.

Gu Jiaojiao was completely baffled.

’Does this family have holes in their brains or something? Why are they all staring at me, one after another?’

’And with such weird expressions, too.’

’They’re such an eyesore.’

She looked at the man beside her and noticed his expression was much colder and harder than usual.

She couldn’t resist leaning close to Leng Yuan’s ear and muttering, "Your second aunt was just staring at me. She even rolled her eyes at me. Is she jealous of my unparalleled beauty?"