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Chapter 71: Let's Talk After the Punch!
Chapter 71: Let's Talk After the Punch!
Jiang Xia was a bit taken aback by Zhou Mother's serious expression but still responded with a smile, "Sure," and followed her into the room.
Zhou Zhou turned to watch as the two entered the room, her grandmother's expression stern, and she felt a bit worried about Aunt Xia. Her grandmother always had that look when she was angry.
Zhou Mother entered the room shared by Jiang Xia and Zhou Chenglei, glancing at the high school textbooks on the table and the neatly arranged pillows and folded blankets on the bed.
In the middle of summer, did a married couple really need two thin blankets?
Jiang Xia looked at Zhou Mother and asked, "Mom, what's the matter?"
Zhou Mother pulled out three letters from her bag, "A boy named Wu gave these to you."
Jiang Xia glanced at the letters in Zhou Mother's hand. They had the same envelopes, and the original owner had a few more of these left.
And from the addresses, she knew these were written by the original owner.
Jiang Xia took the letters, but she had no idea what was written inside!
Had Zhou Mother read the letters? After all, the envelopes were already opened.
Seeing Jiang Xia's calm demeanor, Zhou Mother felt a bit relieved.
She hadn't read the letters, despite Tian Caihua urging her to do so. She wasn't so low as to secretly read her son's wife's letters.
If she wanted to read them, she would do it in front of her!
Zhou Mother: "I haven't read them, but can I read the contents now?"
Jiang Xia wasn't stupid. Since she hadn't read them, it wouldn't be right. She found an excuse, "Mom, if someone handed these letters to you, they surely had ill intentions. What's written inside might not be what I wrote at the time. Who gave you these letters? Did Wu Qizhi come to the village? I can talk to him in front of you about these three letters."
Jiang Xia was certain it wasn't Wu Qizhi who had sent them; he didn't have the nerve.
"It wasn't. It was Wen Wan from the neighboring village."
Jiang Xia narrowed her eyes. The female lead?
Zhou Mother wasn't insistent on reading the letters. She asked, "Did you and Ah Lei agree to divorce once his household registration is transferred back?"
Jiang Xia was taken aback. Was this also from Wen Wan? No, Wen Wan shouldn't know. So, it must be from Tian Caihua?
Jiang Xia directly replied, "It was, but at that time, I wasn't used to village life and just wanted to go back to the city. Now, Ah Lei and I have agreed not to divorce."
Zhou Mother: "Then have you been sharing a bed?"
Jiang Xia: "..."
From Jiang Xia's expression, Zhou Mother knew the answer and instantly felt very disappointed!
She had thought this daughter-in-law was willing to live a good life with her son, but it seemed that wasn't the case.
They had been sharing a bed for so long, yet nothing had happened. Was that normal?
No wonder Zhou Chenglei was running more and more, and she even saw him taking cold showers in the middle of the night.
She knew her own son. His eyes were always on Jiang Xia, which meant he cared deeply!
But what about Jiang Xia?
If they hadn't shared a bed, did they really want to live a good life together?
"Xia Xia, you've seen the scars on Ah Lei's body, right? He barely made it back alive. I received two... notifications..." Zhou Mother's voice choked up, unable to continue.
She took a deep breath, "Xia Xia, you should leave! Everyone has their own life to live, and I don't blame you. But Ah Lei likes you. He's stubborn and has a strong sense of responsibility. Once he sets his mind on something, he won't change. I can't let him get more and more entangled. My son survived so many dangers and is no longer young. His peers already have children in elementary school. What about him?..."
Zhou Mother paused, almost saying, "Marrying you is like not marrying at all!"
But she decided against it. Harsh words could hurt, and she didn't want to hurt Jiang Xia.
A clean break would be best.
She sniffed, "I only hope he can find a wife who can live a stable life with him, have a child soon, and live a peaceful and happy life. Xia Xia, can you understand?"
"Leave before Ah Lei comes back! Once his household registration is transferred back, I’ll have him file for divorce."
She turned her head away, refusing to look at Jiang Xia any longer.
Seeing Zhou Mother’s eyes well up with tears, Jiang Xia hugged her, her own eyes reddening. "Mom, I understand."
No matter what, Jiang Xia knew that Zhou Mother was truly concerned for Zhou Chenglei.
After a brief embrace, Jiang Xia left.
Zhou Mother watched her walk out with a heavy heart, her lips moving silently, but she didn’t say anything.
If they were meant to be apart, it was better to part ways sooner.
Zhou Mother sat down at her desk, feeling utterly exhausted, unsure if she had made the right decision.
But her son, she couldn’t help but feel for him.
Jiang Xia, holding the letters, made her way to the beach.
On the way, she overheard some villagers discussing the topic, confirming that Wen Wan had deliberately given the letters to Tian Caihua in front of everyone.
Zhou Mother had already had a heated argument in the vegetable garden.
Let Zhou Chenglei explain things to Zhou Mother! She would handle the issues left by the original protagonist.
She needed to see what the original protagonist had written to Wu Qizhi.
Being in the dark left her too vulnerable!
It was nearly noon, and the beach was deserted. Jiang Xia sat on a rock and began reading the letters.
After finishing, she felt a sense of relief that she hadn’t shown them to Zhou Mother.
The adult world is different from that of children.
Some things you say to a child, or even if you hit them, they might forget and not hold a grudge.
But for adults, once certain words are spoken or actions taken, there’s no going back.
Even if you do, the scars remain.
The original protagonist’s letters were full of complaints about Zhou Mother, Tian Caihua, and the Zhou family, including Zhou Chenglei.
As Jiang Xia read on, she felt something was off!
The third letter couldn’t have been written by the original protagonist!
The original protagonist had never looked at Wu Qizhi in that way, so why would she say she liked him?
The paper of the third letter was also different from the first two.
It was Wen Wan!
She must have mimicked the original protagonist’s handwriting and altered the letter.
Wu Qizhi didn’t have that skill.
The book had mentioned that the female lead was very talented, able to mimic others’ handwriting so well that it was undetectable.
It was despicable!
This was slander! Smearing not just her but also the original protagonist, who was now dead!
Jiang Xia stood up in a flash, but her foot slipped, and she nearly fell.
Zhou Zhou grabbed her, crying, "Auntie, don’t jump into the sea! Once Uncle comes back, Grandma listens to him the most."
Jiang Xia: "..."
She hadn’t planned to jump into the sea!
She just wanted to confront Wen Wan!
Jiang Xia quickly steadied herself. "Zhou Zhou, why are you here? I wasn’t going to jump, I just slipped."
"I was afraid Auntie would leave and never come back, and Uncle would be heartbroken." She didn’t want to admit it, but she was also sad to see Auntie go.
Jiang Xia patted Zhou Zhou’s head. "You’re such a good girl! Zhou Zhou, do you know who Wen Wan is?"
Zhou Zhou nodded. "The sister who herds sheep in the neighboring village."
"Do you know where she lives?"
Zhou Zhou nodded again.
"Let’s go, take Auntie to her."
Zhou Zhou nodded eagerly, relieved that Auntie wasn’t going to jump or leave.
Jiang Xia followed Zhou Zhou to find Wen Wan.
As they passed by the production team, Jiang Xia had a thought and decided to go inside. To her surprise, she saw Wen Wan coming out.
What a small world! She had come to her!
Wen Wan was taken aback to see Jiang Xia at the production team.
Was she here to call home and have someone come pick her up?
Wen Wan smiled and greeted her. "Sister Jiang Xia!"
"Smack!" Jiang Xia slapped her across the face!
First, she would hit, then talk!
(End of Chapter)
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