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

Chapter 335 The Best Path

Jiang Moli is still as beautiful as she remembers.

Her cheeks were snow-white, her features delicate, she wore a light yellow dress and white plastic sandals, and her head was tied in high braids on both sides.

As she walked, her skirt billowed, and her two braids bounced up and down, making her appear both haughty and delicate.

Zhou Xiaoqing and Jiang Peng walked on either side of Jiang Moli.

The three walked and talked, appearing to get along very well.

Perhaps Wei Qing's gaze was too intense, because Jiang Moli glared at her as she passed by.

Those beautiful, dark eyes were filled with unfamiliarity and doubt.

"What are you looking at?"

"Sister, you're so beautiful, even a beggar would love to look at you," Jiang Peng said with a grin.

Zhou Xiaoqing covered her mouth and whispered to Jiang Moli, "She seems to be sick. She often stands at the door and peeks at us."

Jiang Moli had actually noticed this earlier, and she opened her mouth to scold Wei Qingjiao:

"Get lost, you stinking beggar! If you keep lurking around like this, I'll call the police and have you arrested!"

Wei Qing twitched her lips, trying to explain that she wasn't a beggar, but her throat felt like it was blocked with cotton, and she couldn't utter a single word.

As she passed a glass window, she stopped and looked at her reflection.

His hair was dry and brittle like straw, his skin was rough and dark, his clothes were patched all over, and his cloth shoes were so worn that you could see several toes.

Compared to the clean and pretty Jiang Moli, she really looked like a beggar.

In this life, she is not a stepdaughter living under someone else's roof, so why is she still not living well?

She didn't want to accept her fate, nor was she willing to admit defeat.

She borrowed money from all her relatives to raise enough tuition to continue her studies, and after school she helped Li Hongying farm, raise chickens and pigs.

However, six months later, Li Hongying died of tuberculosis.

Kneeling before Li Hongying's body, Wei Qing was filled with despair and pain.

She couldn't understand why Heaven wouldn't show her any favor or mercy.

"It's such a pity about Hongying."

"It's all fate. If she had gone to the city, she wouldn't have been ruined by a mere cold."

The words of her relatives were like a cold arrow piercing Wei Qing's heart.

Long-forgotten memories surfaced in my mind like a tide.

After Li Hongying took her to the Jiang family, she caught a severe cold and coughed for a long time without getting better.

Jiang Dahai asked around and found out about a folk remedy for nourishing the lungs and relieving cough.

For two or three months, the house was filled with the bitter smell of Chinese medicine every day. Even the clothes and textbooks were covered in the smell of medicine, which made Jiang Moli so angry that she secretly threw away Li Hongying's medicine several times.

Later, Li Hongying's cough completely disappeared.

At that moment, she finally realized the truth.

It wasn't that fate hadn't been kind to her, but rather that she was too foolish and greedy, always wanting more.

If she could do it all over again, she wouldn't envy Jiang Moli's life anymore, because everyone's life has its own hardships.

She wouldn't romanticize the path she had no other choice, because no matter what choices you make in life, there will always be regrets.

She will seize the moment and cherish what she has now. She will walk steadily on the path beneath her feet, because that is the best path.

……

Before we knew it, it was market day again.

Jiang Moli got up early, and just after washing up, she saw Chen Guihua and several family members carrying baskets on their backs, about to go out.

"Sister Guihua, are you going to the market? Wait for me, I want to go too!"

Chen Guihua pretended not to hear and told the others to leave quickly.

The family members also didn't want to go to the market with Jiang Moli, so they all sped up.

Once on the bus, Chen Guihua and her family members exchanged relieved smiles.

Finally, we've shaken off that troublemaker.

The next second, Jiang Moli got into the car, panting.

"Sister-in-law Guihua, you guys walk really fast! Luckily I caught up with you!"

Looking at her panting, Chen Guihua said cryptically, "Little Jiang, you run pretty fast too."

Jiang Moli grinned: "I won the 100-meter sprint championship when I was in school. No one can outrun me."

Chen Guihua: "..."

You're really something!
As they were talking, the car swayed and drove out of the station.

A relative noticed her empty hands and said, "Hey, you didn't bring your carrying bag either. What are you going to do with the things you buy at the market?"

Jiang Moli smiled and said, "It's alright, I don't need to buy much today. Each of you can just help me carry one item. Thank you all in advance."

The family members were speechless.

They all secretly cursed Jiang Moli for being cunning, lazy, greedy, and shameless, with a skin thicker than a city wall.

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"Current mission progress: 9998/10000. Keep it up, host! Just two more 'dislike' points and the mission will be complete!"

Jiang Moli: "Don't worry, the packaging will be finished today."

After a pause, he asked about the items on the list, "Are the things I asked for okay?"

"Don't worry, host, everything has been arranged."

"How was it arranged?"

"Ruan Rou's true identity is that of a long-lost heiress. Her biological father is an overseas tycoon, and she is his only daughter. Six months later, the tycoon unexpectedly passes away, leaving his entire estate to Ruan Rou. Jiang Dahai, Jiang Peng, and the host will divide this wealth as Ruan Rou's direct relatives. The host can also make a will, leaving their share to the Lu family."

Jiang Moli was just about to praise the system for its good arrangements when her nose suddenly became unbearably itchy, and she sneezed four or five times in a row.

Tsk, which bastard is thinking about her?

Rubbing her nose, Jiang Moli couldn't help but think to herself.

In the cafeteria, Lu Tingting, Wu Meixia, and Song Ke were eating.

"That damn woman, she hasn't called home once in all this time, nor has she told my third uncle or the family about her pregnancy. What do you think she's trying to do?"

Wu Meixia and Song Ke both shook their heads.

Lu Tingting said dejectedly, "My third uncle is getting old, and he finally has a son to carry on the family line. If anything happens to him, my mom and grandma will definitely not forgive me!"

"In my opinion, you should just tell your third uncle about this. Anyway, she's with your third uncle, so if something happens to her, it won't be your fault, right?" Wu Meixia suggested.