The Delicate Darling with Her Rough Man

The family of four stepped out of the house.

They were all wearing relatively new, brightly colored clothes. As they walked through the village, they turned heads everywhere they went.

With Gu Jiaojiao’s charming looks, Leng Yuan’s tall and handsome figure, and their two children—one lovely and the other handsome—the family of four was a beautiful sight in the Qingshan Team.

When the villagers saw them, they all greeted Gu Jiaojiao.

”Jiaojiao, where are you off to!”

Gu Jiaojiao replied with a smile.

”With the New Year right around the corner, I’m taking the kids to the County Town to buy some New Year’s goods.”

The villager nodded. ”It’s about time to buy them. Heavy snow is expected in a couple of days. If you don’t buy now, you might not be able to get out in a few days.”

Gu Jiaojiao smiled and exchanged a few more words with the villager, continuing on her way as they spoke so as not to be delayed.

Leng Yuan watched his wife laughing and chatting with the villagers, his eyes softening. He had no idea when his little wife had gotten on such good terms with the village folk.

Gu Jiaojiao was a natural socializer who enjoyed being among people.

Leng Yuan used to keep to himself. Other than Chen JianShe’s family and the team leader, he barely interacted with anyone else in the village. The villagers were good to him purely because he was an excellent teacher; the children under his tutelage all got top marks, with perfect scores being common.

She sometimes wondered about it herself. ’How is this man so good at teaching? He’s a natural-born teacher.’

Speaking of which, in two days, the school would be holding a teacher recruitment exam.

Gu Jiaojiao thought to herself.

’I’m definitely not cut out for farm work. All that hoeing under the hot sun, sweat dripping onto the soil... My fair, delicate hands would be ruined.’

’In that case, I’d be better off figuring out how to pass the exam and become a teacher. With my education, even if I can’t compare to Leng Yuan, teaching junior high students would be a piece of cake.’

Gu Jiaojiao was so lost in thought that she didn’t watch her step and nearly tripped on a rock. Luckily, Leng Yuan caught her.

Gu Jiaojiao gave him a sheepish smile in return.

’So silly!’

Leng Yuan didn’t say anything, simply leading his family to the village entrance. There, he saw a few people already gathered, probably all hoping to take the cart to the County Town.

Old Man Chen had already refused the others. When he saw Leng Yuan approaching, he immediately ushered his family onto the cart.

One of the women was indignant and muttered a complaint or two.

”The donkey cart doesn’t belong to your family. It can clearly hold six people, but the four of you insist on hogging it all. You could just hold the children; they barely take up any space. You’re being too unreasonable!”

Gu Jiaojiao ignored her.

’She’s just upset she couldn’t get a ride. If cursing a little makes her feel better, so be it.’

The woman muttered something else, but knowing she didn’t really have a point, she quieted down after that.

The donkey cart belonged to Old Man Chen; it was his private property. He could let whoever he wanted use it. Besides, Leng Yuan had paid him, and paid him generously.

A ride on the donkey cart normally cost one mao per person, and it could usually only fit six people. Leng Yuan had given him a whole yuan, so of course Old Man Chen knew what choice to make.

The family rode the donkey cart to the County Town. After arranging a time for him to pick them up, Old Man Chen left.

He didn’t head back, though; he just found a spot to wait.

Otherwise, a round trip would be a waste of time. And while he would be fine, the donkey would need to eat. An extra trip meant more feed.

Leng Yuan arrived at Lu Yuanbin’s place, handed Sweet Girl and Xiao Yang over to his subordinate to be taken out to play, and then waited in the courtyard for Zhu Wanqi.

They had arranged to meet at ten in the morning. Gu Jiaojiao arrived a few minutes early, but Zhu Wanqi was not yet there.

After a short wait, at ten o’clock sharp, there was a knock on the courtyard gate, and Zhang Tianming walked in with Zhu Wanqi.

It was their first meeting. Zhu Wanqi’s eyes swept around the courtyard before landing on Leng Yuan.

”You’re the master who makes the skincare products?”

’He’s way too young!’