Unable to endure the hardships of rural life, she returned home to arrange a marriage with a militar

Shu Yun frowned and looked at the wide-open courtyard gate.

Granny Jiang explained, "I saw your gate was open, so I came in to take a look. Xiao Shu, you shouldn't mind, right?"

What could Shu Yun say? She could only shake her head and ask, "Grandma, is there something you need?"

Granny Jiang: "It's nothing, it's nothing. I just didn't bring a gift when we met before, so I brought you some homemade pickled radishes this time."

Her eyes darted around restlessly, first looking around the living room, then at the spatula in Gu Jun's hand and the bruises on Shu Yun's face, her eyes darting around a few times.

Shu Yun didn't like his gaze, but still politely said, "Grandma, you don't need to be so polite."

Grandma Jiang handed over the bowl, saying, "Don't be so polite with me."

Shu Yun felt she had nothing to talk about with her, but Granny Jiang seemed completely oblivious to being a third party, her feet rooted to the ground as she chatted idly with Shu Yun, sniffing the air.

"Are you cooking fish? My daughter-in-law is in her postpartum period. She did a great job for our family this time by giving birth to a big, healthy son. I was thinking of getting her a fish to help with her milk production, but we live far from the city center, so it's inconvenient for me to buy it. Where did you get yours?"

How could Shu Yun confide in a stranger? "I was just lucky. There happened to be a villager in the next village who didn't want any fish, so I traded one of my own things for one. Grandma, is there anything else?"

Shu Yun's meaning was very clear: she wanted to get rid of her. But Granny Jiang was thick-skinned and completely disregarded Shu Yun's expression. She pointed at the bowl in Shu Yun's hand and asked, "Did you exchange this too?"

Shu Yun nodded.

"Oh my, it smells so good! Even this old woman is getting hungry." Granny Jiang craned her neck to get closer, sniffing and looking, her voice loud enough for Shu Yun to clearly see the saliva spitting from her mouth in the sunlight.

I instantly lost my appetite.

Granny Jiang's words were almost explicit, so how could Shu Yun not understand her meaning? She didn't want the small bowl of crabs in her hand, saying, "Then you can have these."

Grandma Jiang pretended to decline, saying, "Oh dear, this won't do. I'm here to bring you things, not to ask you for food."

Shu Yun found it amusing and deliberately said, "Oh, is that so? Well then..."

Upon hearing this, Granny Jiang immediately became anxious. Before Shu Yun could finish speaking, she interrupted, "Then thank you. You don't need to use a bowl; just put it in my pickled radish bowl for me. After all, it's Xiao Shu's kind intention, and this old woman knows what's good for her."

Shu Yun chuckled to herself.

Having achieved her goal, Granny Jiang left without lingering.

After closing the courtyard gate, Shu Yun couldn't help but roll her eyes. Meeting Gu Jun's amused gaze, she glared at him and said, "What's with that expression?"

Gu Jun: "You don't like her?"

Shu Yun nodded heavily, "She didn't make a good first impression on me. Look, when she came in just now, she looked us up and down in our room. I really didn't like the way she looked at us. And she even looked at my face. If I'm not mistaken, she'll definitely tell you that you abused me when she gets back."

Gu Jun asked skeptically, "It can't be that bad, we don't have any conflict of interest with their family."

Shu Yun snorted, "You're just lacking in life experience. Just wait and see. Don't be too surprised if word gets out that you abused me."

Gu Jun chuckled and said, "I think it's more likely that you're the one who abused me."

After the rice was cooked, Shu Yun and Gu Jun sat around the small table and began to eat dinner. The braised crucian carp was sweet and spicy, and it went very well with the rice.

Shu Yun ate a large bowl of rice in one go. She noticed that apart from the piece of fish belly meat she picked up at the beginning, Gu Jun almost always used his chopsticks to reach the fish tail.

Shu Yun picked up another piece of fish for him, saying, "Go ahead and eat it. You don't need to save the meat from the belly. I know how to eat fish."

Shu Yun raised her chin, "Let me show you my skills."

Driven by a desire to perform, Shu Yun used her chopsticks to grab most of the fish tail and swallowed it whole.

Gu Jun couldn't help but say, "Be careful."

Shu Yun moved her mouth slightly, and after a while spat out a few clean small fish bones. "How was it? Not bad, right?"

Shu Yun gave Gu Jun a smug look, her expression proud and expectant of praise, just like a proud little kitten.

Gu Jun patted her head. "You're amazing. I'm not."

On the table was a small bowl of pickled radishes given by Granny Jiang. Shu Yun picked up a piece, took a bite, and immediately spat it out.

"what happened?"

"It's not fresh at all. The radish is limp and has a rotten smell. I don't know how long it's been sitting there."

Gu Jun wanted to pick up a piece to try, but Shu Yun stopped him, saying, "You shouldn't eat it either, it'll give you diarrhea."

Shu Yun threw away all the radishes, but still couldn't help complaining, "If I had known that the radishes she gave me were like this, I would have thrown them away rather than let her eat the little crabs I made."

Shu Yun was unhappy, and so was Granny Jiang. She complained that Shu Yun had given too little, far less than what she had secretly seen Shu Yun give Tian Xiufen through the crack in the door.

"Such a petty family, look at her stingy appearance, I spit on her." As soon as Granny Jiang entered the house, she spat a mouthful of phlegm on the ground, which disgusted Kong Ping, who was sitting on the bed recovering from childbirth.

Hearing the noise, Granny Jiang glanced over and saw that Kong Ping hadn't finished the lactation-boosting soup she had specially made for her. She frowned and said, "Why haven't you finished your soup yet? Genbao will need milk when he wakes up later. If you don't start breastfeeding, you'll be in trouble."

Kong Ping lowered her head, not daring to look at Granny Jiang's fierce expression, and said timidly, "It really has no taste, I can't eat it. I heard that you can add some salt in it."

Granny Jiang rolled her eyes. "Whose daughter-in-law are you? You just listen to other people's nonsense. I've raised several sons and daughters. Do you think I don't have experience?"

"Women these days are so lucky. Look at them, sitting on the bed waiting for their mothers-in-law to serve them, and they still complain about everything. Unlike me back then, I had to work in the fields while heavily pregnant and take care of a whole bunch of things inside and outside the house. I can't compare to them, I can't compare to them."

Kong Ping was speechless, speechless after being silenced by Granny Jiang's sarcastic remarks. "Mom, I, I didn't mean that."

Granny Jiang munched on the small crabs, the fragrant and spicy aroma filling the air and making Kong Ping's mouth water.

Granny Jiang glared at her and said, "Stop looking, there's no share for you. Now you'd better eat what I give you obediently. Whatever you eat can go into my big fat grandson's belly. If you get sick, see how I'll treat you."

Kong Ping didn't dare to argue with Granny Jiang. With a wronged expression, she picked up the bowl, drank several mouthfuls of the lactation soup, and took several deep breaths to finally suppress the nausea rising from the bottom of her heart.

Granny Jiang took away the empty bowl, snorted coldly, and said, "You're lucky to have met a mother-in-law like me and a good-tempered son. I just saw the new daughter-in-law across the street. Her face was covered in red and purple marks. Who knows how Gu Jun beat her up behind her back? You're really living a blessed life."

Kong Ping, who had been listless, immediately perked up. "Really? I don't think Commander Gu is the type to beat his wife."

"You can know a person's face but not their heart. How could what I saw with my own eyes be false?"

"I see." Kong Ping's anger subsided considerably. Indeed, good days are always relative. Thinking this, she even found Granny Jiang more agreeable. "Mom, you've worked hard."