Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse-Chapter 15 - 0 Don’t You Scare Her

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Rong Wei got along quite well with Zhou Xiuhua and the kids on one side, while on the other, Xie Jingchen realized halfway through his journey that he was being brazenly sized up with burning eyes.

He kept his gaze forward, but from the corner of his eye, he saw a girl around twenty years old at the entrance to the village road, staring at him with a critical eye, which filled him with revulsion.

She wore a fine top with a light-colored floral skirt that came just to her knees; the white top matched with the floral pattern was indeed eye-catching.

However, with just one glance, Xie Jingchen felt: This woman is too indecent!

From a distance, he took a detour to avoid her and directly turned into the village office courtyard.

His father was the village accountant, who would usually stay inside the village courtyard, working while sitting at his desk. During the slack farming season, most of the grassroots cadres in the village did so.

"Dad," Xie Jingchen called out to Xie Tiesheng after which he took out some Shuangxi cigarettes from his pocket, greeted the elders in the village, handed out cigarettes, and after a small chat, he and his father left the village courtyard side by side.

"Shitou, why are you here?" Xie Tiesheng was most proud of this son, but given the general atmosphere among the village cadres, one couldn't just leave the courtyard without reason. Fortunately, it was early autumn, and the busy farming season hadn't started yet, so a group of old fellows, exchanging words, made the time pass quickly.

However, when he saw the obvious scratch mark on his son's neck, he frowned and asked, "Where did those scratches on your neck come from?"

"It's nothing, ran into a fierce woman earlier."

Xie Jingchen was not a man who beat around the bush. He repeated verbatim the conversation he had with his mother to his father, especially focusing on the part about jumping into the river, as he was truly worried that his father wouldn't approve of Ni.

After he sent Ni to the kitchen, his mom kept on asking how he got hurt, although she did not outwardly show it, he knew she felt sorry for him; otherwise, given her kind and tender heart, she wouldn't be so hesitant about him bringing Ni home.

Now that he had directly brought her home, no matter how he explained it in the future, everyone would definitely consider Zhang Shan Ni as his wife already.

"You say that girl is from the Zhang family in Shanglin Village? What's her relationship with your Uncle Qiangzi?"

"Uncle Qiangzi and Ni's grandfather are brothers; he's her Uncle Grandpa."

"You little rascal, with your meddling, you've made me, your old man, undeservedly junior to Qiangzi by one generation!" Xie Tiesheng finished his cigarette, threw it to the ground, stamped out the fire with a bit of force, and lightly smacked Big Head, his Third Son, on the head, scolding with a mix of laughter and tears.

"Ahem, Dad, you each have your own standing! Besides, I've made Ni sever ties with her parents at the Zhang family!"

"Good boy, that's the way to do it! As your father, I am quite pleased!"

Hearing his son's words, Xie Tiesheng was finally satisfied. Anything else was negotiable, but he really did not have any good feelings for Zhang Zhiguo from the Shanglin Village!

That old rascal, always leveraging the fact that Qiangzi was his uncle and Zhiming was his cousin, his actions were so infuriating that he wished he could give him a good thrashing!

For instance, if everyone else was working, he was too, but not only did he fail to meet the quotas, he would also increase the workload for others!

Later on, when his daughter was also able to work, this so-called father had the audacity to have his daughter, a mere ten-year-old girl, doing the work of two people on her own!

When asked for grains, there were more bits of rock in the grain than actual rice!

Having him grind the grain, he never gets the measurements right, constantly short, and it never changes despite repeated lessons!

Even in planting seedlings and digging potatoes, he can't do those jobs right!

It's even more nauseating than dealing with a weak scholar! His wife is also a slacker; they had four kids, but us bystanders have only ever seen the youngest daughter contributing to the work points!

Such a top-quality in-law, Xie Tiesheng couldn't accept them no matter what!

So when he heard that San'er told his wife to cut ties cleanly with her family, he couldn't be more pleased!

"Old man, she's inside the house, don't spook her."

"Heh heh, she hasn't even settled into the nest yet, and you're already protecting her?!" Xie Tiesheng squinted at his son, who was a picture of righteousness and seriousness, and cracked a rare smile as he teased him.

"Cough, old man, be serious!" Xie Jingchen's face turned stern as his father jested, "It's getting dark, let's hurry up."

Watching San'er's swift pace, Xie Tiesheng walked leisurely along, feeling content. The seriousness on his face faded, replaced by a simple and honest farmer's demeanor...

When Xie Jingchen returned to the compound, he happened to see Zhang Shanni and his mom getting along warmly in the kitchen. Although his expression didn't change much, his clenched jaw loosened, softening his face. The military officer's aura dimmed, replaced with a touch of a man's tenderness.

He stared intently at the activity in the kitchen, his mind preoccupied with thoughts.

At the moment, he had no time to arrange for Zhang Shanni to follow him to the Rong Team. Once this vacation was over and he went back, he expected intensive training and months of busyness. Seeing her getting along naturally and harmoniously with his mom, and being kind and gentle to his nieces and nephews, his impression of her grew even more positive.

As for her current dark complexion and petite build, that didn't bother him at all. For someone like him, a member of the Rong Team, frequently being apart was the norm, and a beautiful wife couldn't be kept! And he didn't think that just because he was now a military officer, he could pick a woman with good conditions to be his wife.

That's not realistic. In the city, with good conditions and beauty, who could earnestly stay faithful?

Just in their own unit, how many soldiers had wives who cheated on them because they seldom came home, and they had to silently endure it? It's because their wives were too desirable, and they didn't want to live like widows!

But which military officer doesn't wish to be promoted? If you really get divorced, the military merit earned through hardship instantly vanishes into thin air; who would want that? Knowing they were at fault and unwilling to give up on their delicate wives, they toughened up and swallowed their pride!

Xie Jingchen wasn't foolish; he was well aware of the situation with the brothers in the unit. They had seen previous generations as examples; he'd be mad to choose a beauty from the city! Better to pick a dutiful and honest one, who wouldn't bring shame upon his head!

Someone like Zhang Shanni was quite good. His mom said she was a nice girl, and she was known in the brigade for being capable and virtuous. Now seeing her get along so well with his mom, he was reassured.

In choosing a wife, one should seek wisdom; a beauty with no substance is less useful than a thirsty man with water or a tired man with someone to rub his back!

Of course, he could think this way for two reasons: one, because Zhang Shanni's behavior met his standards; and two, because Zhang Shanni wasn't ugly at all!

Even if the girl was as black as coal, her delicate features were there to be seen; truly, exquisitely outstanding!

Even if she's dark, she's a dark beauty; otherwise, why would the village lads fancy her?

Honestly, his feelings toward Zhang Shanni could be considered the highest regard he had for any woman. Perhaps it was her defiance of fate, her rationality, or the simple honesty that occasionally showed through. Coupled with her capability and steadfastness, he gradually grew fond of her.

Having these feelings was enough.