I Transmigrated and Already Had a Wife - Chapter 47

In times of leisure, news in the village traveled quickly. Within half a day, the news of Jiang Zhou’s return had spread throughout the village.

Many people came to the courtyard, most of whom had learned how to raise rabbits from Jiang Zhou before, making the small courtyard lively for a while.

A few even invited Jiang Zhou to lead them in raising rabbits again. Since Jiang Zhou stopped buying their rabbits, their income had plummeted. The town’s restaurants bought them cheaply, and after a day’s work, they could only earn twenty to thirty wen, which was more than half less than their previous income. Although they couldn’t even earn those twenty or thirty wens a day before Jiang Zhou came to Jiang Family Village.

But once one has tasted meat, who is willing to only drink soup?

Jiang Zhou thought it over. It wouldn’t be bad to return to raising rabbits, but she had more important things to do right now, and spicy fried rabbit meat was no longer her unique product. Setting up a stall again didn’t seem to have much of an advantage.

Moreover, she was a shareholder in Mingpin Tower, and it wouldn’t be right to compete with Mingpin Tower for business.

However, she could talk to them and let the villagers sell their rabbits to Mingpin Tower. This would solve the villagers’ rabbit sales problem and ensure a fresh supply of rabbit meat to the restaurant.

Wouldn’t that be killing two birds with one stone?

After the villagers left, the sky had darkened. The family gathered around the table again.

Jiang Zhou looked at her mother sitting beside her, then at Butcher Miao, who was busy bringing dishes back and forth. Her expression was hard to describe. Her “cheap” mother was truly blessed. She had servants at the Jiang family and never had to cook. After leaving the Jiang family, it was almost always Jiang Zhou herself who cooked. Now…

She shook her head. Forget it. Who cared if others were willing, and she was a beneficiary herself, so she didn’t want to say anything.

Mother Lin, sitting opposite, felt a bit awkward that Butcher Miao was doing all the cooking for the family. Just as she was about to get up to help, her hand was pressed down by Mother Jiang. Mother Jiang glanced sharply at Jiang Zhou.

Jiang Zhou instantly had a bad feeling. Sure enough, the next second, she heard her “cheap” mother say, “A-Zhou, go help.”

Jiang Zhou: “…”

She had just returned and was very tired. How could this “cheap” mother…

…not show her some consideration?

“Husband, I’ll go with you.” Lin Muwan smiled softly from the side, her eyes crescent-shaped. Her attention had been on Jiang Zhou, and she had caught all her little expressions.

She had to admit that this person was sometimes like a child, with her thoughts written all over her face. Of course, from her observation, this person was clever when she needed to be, and this kind of silliness only appeared when she was facing family.

How wonderful!

She curled her lips.

She was this person’s family, the closest person to her.

Jiang Zhou gave Mother Jiang a wronged look, pouting, “Wife, just wait here. You haven’t had my cooking for over a month. I’ll make a few dishes you like.”

She wasn’t like her “cheap” mother, who didn’t know how to care for her wife. She wanted to cook for her wife and, incidentally, show Butcher Miao what a good woman’s self-awareness should be.

Not like her “cheap” mother, who only knew how to boss her around.

Now she just wanted to cause chaos.

Let’s all perish together.

In the kitchen, Butcher Miao was surprised to see Jiang Zhou enter. She then laughed, “Why did you come in? The food is almost ready. Just go wait outside.”

How understanding, gentle, and considerate.

Jiang Zhou couldn’t help but think highly of Butcher Miao. “My mother told me to come and help you.”

Forget it. She looked at Butcher Miao and sighed slightly. She might as well help her “cheap” mother out so she wouldn’t be accused of being inconsiderate later.

“Mother said it must be hard for you to cook alone, and she’s worried about you, so she asked me to see what I can help with.”

Look how considerate she was!

“W-What?” Butcher Miao’s face flushed, and she quickly pushed Jiang Zhou out. “You really don’t need to. Go back quickly.” As she spoke, she thrust a plate of stir-fried vegetables into Jiang Zhou’s hand.

She spoke extremely fast: “Just take this one out.”

Then she pushed the person right out, and with a bang, the kitchen door was neatly closed from the inside.

At this moment, Butcher Miao felt she needed to calm down. Did Jiang Zhou’s words really come from A-Qing (Mother Jiang)?

But they lived together, and she had never said such a thing to her. She pressed a hand to her wildly beating heart, took a moment to recover, and then continued cooking.

Jiang Zhou looked at the dish in her hand, then at the kitchen door that was closed with a bang, a look of confusion on her face.

Did this mean she didn’t want her to work?

She scratched her head. She hadn’t expected her future mother-in-law to be quite caring for her, unlike her “cheap” mother, who always thought of her for all the chores and hard work. It seemed she needed to treat her future mother-in-law well from now on.

Returning to the hall, Mother Lin and Mother Jiang were chatting happily. Lin Muwan sat quietly beside, listening with her eyes lowered. Mother Jiang was stunned when she saw Jiang Zhou.

“Why are you back? Is the food ready?” She asked two questions in quick succession.

Heh~

Jiang Zhou put down the plate, sat next to Lin Muwan, and asked knowingly, “What exactly is Mother’s relationship with Butcher Miao?”

?!

What did this unfilial daughter mean by that?

What relationship could there be?

Mother Jiang was a little flustered, forcing a calm tone, “We are, of course, good friends!”

Jiang Zhou glanced plainly, “Oh. How can Mother let a guest cook for us? You’ll lose friends that way.”

Mother Jiang: “…”

Did her daughter figure something out?

No… impossible, right?

Mother Jiang felt uneasy. She wasn’t ready to confess, so she spoke with a stiff upper lip, “Your Aunt Miao is a great cook, and our relationship is like sisters. How can she be counted as a guest?”

She was feeling guilty.

Jiang Zhou mentally scoffed. She had figured it out on the way back from the kitchen. Butcher Miao was such a good person, and it was despicable that her “cheap” mother kept refusing to acknowledge their relationship.

Scumbag/Heartbreaker.

“Is that so?”

“Naturally.”

“Then Aunt Miao’s house is at the village entrance, so why is she staying at our house, and even in your room?”

Mother Jiang: “…”

After a moment of silence, she smacked Jiang Zhou on the head. “You brat! How dare you ask? If you hadn’t suddenly left a note and run off, would your Aunt Miao have come to our house to keep me company? This house is so big; wouldn’t I, a lone woman, be scared?” As she spoke, she wiped away tears that weren’t there.

She cried with such sincerity.

Jiang Zhou was astonished, twitching the corner of her mouth. Her “cheap” mother actually turned the tables on her. Looking at Mother Lin and Lin Muwan, both had turned their faces to the side in unison. Were they both fooled by her “cheap” mother?

Jiang Zhou rubbed her head, no longer daring to say more. That smack had truly hurt.

Soon after, Butcher Miao finished cooking, and the family gathered around the table to eat, enjoying a harmonious atmosphere.

That night, Jiang Zhou and Lin Muwan returned to their new house. The new courtyard was built to resemble the previous one, and they even built a pavilion. The chess set Lin Muwan had requested before was moved inside.

Opposite was a small kitchen. They usually ate together, so it wasn’t needed for cooking, but it was a good choice for heating water for bathing.

Jiang Zhou was quite satisfied with the arrangements here.

The room was also decorated just like before. It was cold in winter, so Butcher Miao had helped light the floor heating after they returned. Now, the room was warm and cozy, without the smoke smell of a coal brazier, just like a modern heated room.

Jiang Zhou helped Lin Muwan hang her cloak on the screen. She inadvertently glanced behind the screen and saw a bathing tub. This was a pleasant surprise. They used to heat water in the kitchen for washing. With this tub, bathing would be much more convenient.

“Wife, do you want to bathe? There’s a tub here, and with the floor heating, there’s a constant supply of hot water. I’ll go fetch the water for you,” Jiang Zhou said with a smile.

“Mmm.” Lin Muwan sat down at the round table, curled her lips, placed her hand in Jiang Zhou’s, and said gently, “Will it be too tiring?”

Hearing her question, Jiang Zhou felt a little moved. She squeezed her pale, jade-like fingers and pulled her into a hug. “I’m not tired. I just feel a little sleepy from not sleeping all night. You’re the one who worked hard, riding in the carriage all night.”

Lin Muwan leaned her face against Jiang Zhou’s abdomen, closed her eyes, and felt her warmth.

“I’ll go fetch the water. Wife, wait for me here for a moment.”

Lin Muwan straightened up, her expression pausing. She hesitated, saying, “Bathing tomorrow is fine too.”

This person had ridden a horse all night and dealt with the villagers during the day. She herself was tired and a little stiff from sitting in the carriage all night, let alone riding a horse. The person’s claims of not being tired were just words of comfort to her.

She realized her own oversight just now.

Lin Muwan pursed her lips and said softly, “I’m a little tired. I don’t feel like bathing today.” With that, she got up and walked toward the bed.

“I’m really not tired… Wait, Wife…” Jiang Zhou was stunned. Why did she suddenly not want to wash?

She had actually wanted to wait until Lin Muwan was bathing to then suggest they bathe together. Seeing how tired she was after a whole day, Lin Muwan would surely feel sorry for her and might even agree to bathe together.

But… why did she suddenly refuse?

She was about to try and salvage the situation when her gaze suddenly fell upon the woman’s slender waist. Her heart stirred, and she couldn’t help but swallow. She quickly stepped forward, took the outer garment from Lin Muwan’s hand, and casually draped it over the screen.

In the moonlight-white, light-gauze inner garment, the woman’s graceful figure was faintly visible.

Lin Muwan turned her head, the corners of her lips slightly lifted, her eyes filled with a smile. “Husband.” Her voice was soft and charming, as if laced with a hook.

Jiang Zhou’s breathing hitched. She paused for a moment, her mind rapidly calculating the number of days Lin Muwan had been pregnant: three months and seven days. The fetus was basically stable at three months, and the doctor had said that intercourse was appropriate after three months…

So, could they…

She looked into Lin Muwan’s eyes, wanting to speak but holding back. If she brought it up… Jiang Zhou hesitated. From their time together, Lin Muwan, though shy, did not resist her touch or dislike her kisses.

She was calculating the probability of Lin Muwan rejecting her.

Seeing her standing there in a daze, Lin Muwan frowned and raised a hand to touch her forehead. “Are you feeling unwell?”

Jiang Zhou naturally held the hand on her forehead, the stars in her eyes flickering. “Wife, I…”

She paused.

“What is it?”

“I want…” Jiang Zhou gritted her teeth and blurted it out all at once, “Wife, can we consummate our marriage tonight? It’s been a long time since the last time. We… we’ve only had that one time in all this while, and the doctor also said that it’s appropriate after three months, as long as you’re not vigorous, it’s fine.”

She finished speaking quickly, her gaze fixed on the woman in front of her. Her fingers clenched and unclenched, anticipating her quick answer.

Lin Muwan’s cheeks flushed hot. This person, this person, this libertine said whatever came to mind! For a moment, she didn’t know how to respond to her.

She turned and lay down on the bed, feigning composure. “I’m tired. Blow out the lamp and let’s sleep.”

Jiang Zhou: “…”

Was she rejected? Yes, she was!

Jiang Zhou sullenly went to blow out the candle flame. After her eyes adjusted to the darkness for a moment, she saw a bulge on the bed, with half a head buried in the quilt and only the top of her head exposed.

Was she…

Shy!

Jiang Zhou realized belatedly. Remembering Lin Muwan’s awkward personality, she was even more certain of her guess.

So, she was only shy just now, not rejecting her. As soon as this possibility came to mind, Jiang Zhou’s eyes instantly lit up. Without another thought, she quickly dove into the quilt, grasped her hand under the covers, and pressed her whole body close to her. She felt the person beneath her tremble slightly, pulled down the quilt, and kissed her on the cheek.