Married to the army by mistake, abstinent boss becomes addicted to pampering his wife

Chapter 307 Darling, we don't want to live anymore
"Go and deal with that old bastard!"

Lu Cheng: “…”

He pulled her close and comforted her, saying, "Grandma is getting old, after all, you..."

He wanted to say, "Don't hold it against Grandma," but when he met his wife's sharp and cold gaze, he quickly and obediently changed his words: "Be gentle, okay?"

Jiang Moli hummed in satisfaction, then got up and left.

Lu Cheng was worried, so he put on his coat and followed behind her.

At the doorway of Zhu Huanghua's house, An Hui and Ma Hongmei stood silently, both with worried expressions on their faces.

This is only the first night; there's bound to be more commotion to come.

Seeing Jiang Moli and Lu Cheng come out of the room, An Hui sighed silently and called them to the living room to talk.

"It's going to be quite chaotic at home for a while, why don't you move back to the family compound tomorrow?"

These words were mainly spoken to Jiang Moli.

Lu Cheng's bereavement leave is over, and he will be returning to his unit tomorrow.

"Mom, I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay home with you and Dad."

Putting everything else aside, Jiang Moli's willingness to stay and face the present together is enough to move the mother and son deeply.

An Hui looked at her tenderly, her eyes full of pity: "You don't need to suffer with us. Just come back and visit more often when you have free time."

Jiang Moli pushed An Hui back into the bedroom, "Mom, go back to your room and go to sleep. I'll take care of Grandma, no, I'll take care of her."

An Hui, still worried, reminded her, "Grandma is getting old, so please take it easy."

"Don't worry, good people don't live long, but evil people live for a thousand years. Grandma is like this, she can live for another ten years without any problem."

Anhui: “…”

Although your words are rough but the reasoning is sound, this is just too rough.

Jiang Moli went to the kitchen, made half a bowl of brown sugar water, and took it to Zhu Huanghua's room.

Lu Dezhao was still coaxing Zhu Huanghua gently, "Mom, it's so late, let's not make a fuss, okay? Even if we don't rest, the neighbors around us need to rest too, right?"

"Well, now you think you're all grown up and think I'm too old and useless. What's the point of me living then..."

He howled and pounded the bed.

Jiang Moli went in and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Grandma, drink your medicine, be good, we're not going to live anymore."

The Zhu Huanghua seemed to have its throat choked, and its howling stopped abruptly.

Lu Dezhao looked at the bowl in Jiang Moli's hand, hesitatingly asking, "Moli, what's in this bowl?"

Jiang Moli didn't even blink: "Arsenic water."

Lu Dezhao glanced at the horrified Zhu Huanghua, then stroked his chin without saying a word.

Jiang Moli grinned at the astonished Zhu Huanghua, "Grandma, don't worry, I've given you enough. You'll die right after you drink it, and you definitely won't see the sun tomorrow."

Zhu Huanghua was both angry and scared. She pointed at her and trembled, saying, "You, you heartless, rotten-hearted old woman, are you trying to poison me?"

"Oh dear, everyone dies eventually, whether they die early or late. Dying early means you're reborn sooner, come on, drink up..."

As she spoke, she handed the bowl to Zhu Huanghua's lips.

Zhu Huanghua was terrified and pushed the bowl away faster than ever before.

The brown sugar water in the bowl sloshed around, spilling all over the bed and the floor.

Zhu Huanghua, enraged, yelled at Lu Dezhao, "What are you waiting for? This wicked woman is trying to harm me! Help! Murder!"

"Grandma, I was just teasing you. This is brown sugar water."

As Jiang Moli spoke, she picked up the bowl and finished the remaining brown sugar water in one gulp.

The old face of Zhu Huanghua changed constantly, it was wonderful.

Jiang Moli laughed, "I was just teasing you, look how scared you are. You're already this old, are you still afraid of death?"

After saying that, his smile vanished, and his expression turned as if he were looking at a dead man. "This time it was brown sugar water, but next time it might be something else entirely. Only with the kindness of one's parents can one be filial to one's children. If you behave yourself and don't cause trouble, your juniors will naturally take good care of you and let you spend your old age in peace."

Zhu Huanghua glared at her venomously, "You, you little whore, don't think no one can deal with you..."

Jiang Moli sat down on the edge of the bed, crossed her legs, and looked at him with a playful expression:
"If this were in Fucheng, I would have several uncles backing me up, and I certainly wouldn't dare to act recklessly. But this is Rongcheng, our territory. Even if you scream your lungs out, no one will come to save you, hehehehe..." After being intimidated by Jiang Moli, Zhu Huanghua finally stopped making a fuss, obediently took the calming pill, and went to sleep.

Emerging from the Zhuhuang greenhouse, Lu Dezhao couldn't help but give Jiang Moli a thumbs-up:
"Jasmine, you're so resourceful! Oh dear, it's almost one o'clock, you should go back to your room and get some sleep."

"Okay, Dad, you should go to bed early too."

Jiang Moli was indeed sleepy, and yawned as she went back to her room.

Lu Dezhao watched her enter the room with a smile, then turned to look at his son with disdain, "That's all you're good for, you've married a good wife."

"Then you're pretty useless. You can't even appease the elderly, and you still have to rely on my wife."

Lu Dezhao was so angry he could only stare blankly.

Back in his room, seeing An Hui knitting a sweater against the headboard, Lu Dezhao's mood immediately improved.

"Why aren't you asleep yet? Are you waiting for me?"

An Hui stopped her needlework. "Is Mom asleep?"

"Sleep."

Lu Dezhao took off his clothes and crawled into bed, telling Jiang Moli in detail how she had cured Zhu Huanghua.

After finishing his story, he said with a look of satisfaction, "It's all thanks to the third son's wife that we have the skills and methods. Without her, our family would have fallen apart."

These words really struck a chord with An Hui.

With the third son's wife around, even living under the same roof as his difficult mother-in-law, life didn't feel so hard.

……

The next day, Jiang Moli woke up after 10 a.m.

The house was quiet.

She peeked into the Zhuhuang greenhouse; it was empty and deserted.

He then went into the living room, rubbing his eyes, and asked An Hui, "Where's Grandma?"

“Your dad and Xiaocheng took him to the hospital for a physical examination.”

An Hui looked at her kindly and said, "I left you breakfast in the pot."

Ma Hongmei said earnestly, "Jasmine, go wash up, I'll bring the food to the table for you."

"Okay, thank you, Auntie."

Lu Tingting stormed to the bathroom door, glaring at Jiang Moli who was washing her face.

That wretched woman, sleeping in so late, not only does she not get scolded, but she's also pampered like a treasure by her grandmother and aunt.

It's really different fate for the same person.

Jiang Moli dried her face and saw Lu Tingting standing at the bathroom door. She winked at her through the mirror.

Lu Tingting's face flushed red.

The dead woman's skin was surprisingly good, fair and smooth, with no visible pores.

She has beautiful features: almond-shaped eyes, peach-like cheeks, willow-leaf eyebrows, bright, watery eyes, and wet eyelashes that look like two little fans. Her lips are red and plump, making her incredibly cute.

Lu Tingting walked to the mirror and looked at herself from left to right. Why didn't she look like this?
Jiang Moli brushed her teeth while mumbling, "My dear niece, I need to discuss something with you."

Lu Tingting glanced at her: "Spit it out if you have something to say."

"Why don't you move in with us from now on?"

Lu Tingting was taken aback: "There aren't any extra rooms at home, where will I sleep if I move in?"

"Sleep with me then."

Lu Tingting felt a strange joy welling up inside her, but she said haughtily, "Why would you want me to move in for no reason?"

Jiang Moli spit out the foam in her mouth and said, "I have my reasons for letting you come here."

He patted her cheek and said, "Sweetie, go back and pack your things. You can move in after your third uncle leaves."

Lu Tingting walked out of the Lu family courtyard gate, touched her face, and couldn't help but grin.