Transmigrating into a Book in the 80s: After Giving Up, I Was Pampered by a Rough Man

Among the crowd, Lin Xiu'e's eyes held the most resentment.

She carried her son Lu Xiaobao on her back and mingled among several women, her ears perked up, listening to every word the villagers were saying.

Gold ingots? Thousand-year-old ginseng? Several thousand yuan?

Regardless of which version is true, it all proves one thing.

That jinx Lu Ting has really made a fortune!

Lin Xiue felt as if a cat was scratching her heart, a mixture of sourness and jealousy.

Why? Why?!

Her husband, Lu Jianguo, was also incompetent. All he did when he got home was order her around, and he couldn't even bring himself to say a kind word to her.

And look at that lazy old woman, Jiang Mian!

Since marrying into the family, she hasn't lifted a finger. She just eats and sleeps all day long, and her skin is even whiter and more delicate than that of a city lady.

He had only been separated from the family for a few days, but instead of suffering, he received this windfall!

Lin Xiu'e grew angrier the more she thought about it, her eyes turning red with jealousy.

No, we can't just let it go like this!

This money should have belonged to the Lu family. Why should an outsider like Jiang Mian have the benefit?

Lin Xiu'e's eyes darted around, and a wicked thought popped into her head.

She didn't dare to go to Lu Ting's house to make a scene. That Lu Ting was a madman who would start a fight at the slightest disagreement, and she didn't want to get beaten up.

But some people dare to do it!

She pulled her son closer to her back and quietly slipped away from the crowd.

Lin Xiu'e did not go home, but turned and walked towards the east end of the village.

That was Jiang Mian's maternal home.

……

The Jiang family.

Jiang Mian's younger brother, Jiang Long, was lying on a chair in the yard with his legs crossed, a straw stick dangling from his mouth, looking utterly bored.

"Jiang Long, is Jiang Long home?" Lin Xiu'e ran into the yard anxiously.

"Hey, isn't this my brother-in-law's sister-in-law? What brings you here?" Jiang Long lazily raised his eyelids, his tone laced with sarcasm.

He didn't have a good impression of the Lu family.

Lin Xiu'e didn't care about his attitude. She leaned closer, lowered her voice, and said mysteriously, "Jiang Long, I've come to give you a heads-up!"

"You don't know yet, do you? Your sister, your dear sister Jiang Mian, has made a fortune!"

"Get rich? Her?" Jiang Long scoffed, sitting up. "With her lazy attitude, what kind of wealth could she possibly gain?"

"Besides, she'd be lucky if she didn't starve to death after marrying that penniless Lu Ting."

"Oh dear, you really have to believe me!" Lin Xiu'e got anxious when she saw that he didn't believe her, and she embellished the rumors in the village.

"It's all over the village! They say your brother-in-law dug up some treasure in the mountains. Some say it's gold, some say it's a thousand-year-old ginseng. Anyway, he made a fortune! At least this much!"

Lin Xiu'e held up three fingers.

"Thirty yuan?" Jiang Long scoffed.

"What? Thirty yuan! It's three hundred yuan! No, someone said three thousand yuan!" Lin Xiu'e said, spitting as she spoke.

"I saw it with my own eyes! They just came back from the county town, carrying loads of stuff, and they even bought a bicycle! They lived like rich landlords!"

A bicycle? Three hundred yuan? Three thousand yuan?

Jiang Long's eyes turned green instantly, and his breathing became heavy.

What does 300 yuan mean?

His parents worked themselves to the bone all year and could only save a few dozen yuan.

Three hundred yuan is enough for him to live a carefree life in town for several years, let alone three thousand yuan!

"She...she really struck it rich?" Jiang Long's voice trembled.

"Of course it's true!" Lin Xiu'e continued to fan the flames, seeing that he had taken the bait.

"Jiang Long, you know, your sister is really something. She's made a fortune and lives a life of luxury at her husband's house, but she doesn't even bother to help out her own family."

"You, as the younger brother, are almost out of marriageable age, while she's enjoying herself and has completely forgotten about our parents and you all. She's so heartless!"

These words struck a chord with Jiang Long.

Yup!

Jiang Mian is a member of the Jiang family. Why shouldn't she take the money she made back to her parents' home?

Isn't it only natural to be filial to one's parents and help one's younger brother?

"That traitor!" Jiang Long slapped his thigh and jumped up from his chair.

He was enraged by Lin Xiue's few words, and all he could think about was the "three thousand yuan".

"No! I have to go find her and get to the bottom of this!"

"If she doesn't hand over the money, I... I'll disown her as my sister!"

After Jiang Long finished speaking, he rushed out aggressively.

Lin Xiu'e watched his angry back as he walked away, a smug sneer appearing on her lips.

Go ahead, make a scene, the bigger the better!

It would be best if they fought, and let that wicked Lu Ting beat his brother-in-law half to death. Then how could Jiang Mian stay in the Lu family!

……

Thatched hut.

Jiang Mian was in the yard, directing Lu Ting to herd the two newly bought white geese into a temporary goose pen made of bamboo.

"Honey, be careful, don't get pecked by them."

"It's alright." Lu Ting worked quickly and settled the two geese in.

Jiang Mian looked at the two spirited geese with satisfaction.

boom--!

Just then, the fence gate of the yard was violently pushed open.

Jiang Long, his face dark, stormed in like a devil demanding repayment of a debt.

He immediately noticed a piece of pork hanging in the corner and a brand-new Phoenix brand bicycle parked in the yard, and his eyes turned even redder.

The rumors were true!

"Jiang Mian!" Jiang Long immediately pointed at Jiang Mian's nose and cursed, "You heartless ingrate!"

"You've made a fortune and forgotten your parents, haven't you? You're hiding here eating meat and wearing new clothes, while you don't care about the fate of our whole family, do you?"

Upon seeing Jiang Long storm in, before Jiang Mian could speak, Lu Ting stepped forward, his tall frame shielding Jiang Mian behind him.

He didn't get angry; instead, he frowned and stared at Jiang Long.

Lu Ting clearly remembered that when his wife took out new bedding and pots and pans during the division of their property, she said it was part of her dowry from her family.

But why is my brother-in-law acting like this right now?

Is there some hidden story?

Jiang Mian didn't expect her original owner's eccentric younger brother to come at this time, but after thinking about it, she wasn't surprised.

Noticing the man's confusion and considering his reaction to her eccentric younger brother, Jiang Mian recalled the excuse she made up when she took out the system gift pack.

However, I didn't think that much about it at the time, but now I already have a solution.

She gently patted Lu Ting's hand, indicating that she would explain later.

Jiang Mian looked at Jiang Long with a smile, "Jiang Long, who told you I've struck it rich?"

"You still dare to argue? The whole village has heard about it!" Jiang Long's voice grew louder.

"Don't play dumb with me! Hurry up and give me three hundred yuan to get married! Otherwise, I'm not letting you off the hook today!"

Three hundred yuan? He really dares to ask for that much.

Jiang Mian sneered inwardly, but immediately put on a tearful expression, her eyes reddening instantly.

She grabbed Lu Ting's arm, her face contorted with grievance, and began to act out a dramatic scene, "Honey, he's bullying me..."

Although Lu Ting was still puzzled, seeing his wife being wronged, his face darkened, and he looked at Jiang Long with some hostility.

Before he could speak, Jiang Mian burst into tears, crying to Jiang Long, "Little brother, who told you all this nonsense?"

"What do you mean by getting rich? That's just outsiders spreading rumors because they're jealous of us!"

"You're talking nonsense! If you hadn't made a fortune, where would you get the money to buy meat and bicycles?" Jiang Long didn't believe it at all.

"This...this is Lu Ting..." Jiang Mian choked back tears, then began her performance, "This is the money Lu Ting borrowed from the brigade to pay for my medical treatment!"

"I'm physically weak, and I got caught in the rain a few days ago. The doctor said if I don't take good care of myself, I won't be able to have children in the future!"

"Lu Ting felt sorry for me, that's why I couldn't go buy anything to nourish myself!"

"As for bicycles, it's too far to go to the hospital every time, so Lu Ting borrowed one to use temporarily."

"We still owe the brigade several hundred yuan in debt! Where would we get any money?"

As Jiang Mian spoke, she wiped away tears that were not actually there.

"If you don't believe me, just look at this dilapidated house!" She pointed to the thatched roof above her head. "If we were really rich, would we be living in a place like this?"

"If you really don't believe me, fine, take this dilapidated house and see if you can sell it for ten dollars!"

Jiang Long was a little confused by her tearful complaint.

He owes her several hundred yuan? For her medical treatment?

He looked around with some skepticism; the house was indeed bare and dilapidated.

Jiang Mian's complexion looks rosier than before, but who knows if it's just a temporary respite before death...

No! Lin Xiu'e's story was clearly very convincing!

"I don't care where your money came from! You have to give me the money today!" Jiang Long started acting like a rogue.

"If you don't give it to me, I'm not leaving! I'll go inside and search the house, and I refuse to believe I won't find it!"

As he spoke, he tried to force his way into the house.

Just then, Lu Ting, who had been silent all along, moved.

He didn't say anything, but silently turned around and picked up the machete he had just brought back from the mountain, which he hadn't had time to clean yet, from behind the door.

The blade was still covered in fresh dirt and grass clippings, gleaming coldly in the setting sun.

Lu Ting walked to the middle of the courtyard with his knife in hand.

A pair of cold eyes stared intently at Jiang Long's neck.

There was no anger, no emotion in his eyes, only indifference.

Jiang Long felt a chill run down his spine from the look in his eyes, and his steps toward the house froze, a cold sweat breaking out on his back.

He remembered that the villagers all said that his brother-in-law had killed people in the army, and that after he came back, he could kill a wild boar weighing several hundred pounds by himself!

Lu Ting remained silent. He simply raised his hand expressionlessly and casually waved it at a wooden stake in the courtyard.

"Whoosh!"

"Doo!"

The heavy machete, with a whooshing sound, cleanly and decisively cleaved into the hard wooden stake, the entire blade embedded deep into the wood.

The entire courtyard was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Cold sweat poured down Jiang Long's forehead, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

He had no doubt that if that knife had been aimed at him, his head would be gone by now.

"I...I..." he stammered, unable to utter a single word.

Lu Ting slowly pulled the knife out of the wooden stake, then glanced at Jiang Long with his emotionless eyes.

"roll."

A single word, like a death warrant from hell.

Jiang Long's mental defenses completely collapsed. He didn't dare ask for any more money and scrambled out of the yard.

Reaching the door, he finally remembered to save face, and with a fierce but weak expression, he turned back and shouted:

"You...you just wait!!"

After saying that, he ran away without looking back.

His disheveled appearance made it seem as if a ghost was chasing him.

Jiang Mian watched his retreating figure and pouted.

[Ding! The host has successfully refused to be exploited by her family and protected the safety of family property. Reward: Goose's combat power enhanced! Traits: Loyal to its master, fights to the death, and stubborn as iron!]

In my mind, the system notification sounded.

Jiang Mian's eyes lit up.

She looked with satisfaction at the two big white geese still honking in the pen, her eyes filled with anticipation.

The crisis is not over.

She knew that with Jiang Long's stubborn personality and her extremely patriarchal parents, this matter was definitely not over.

She turned around and saw Lu Ting still wiping the machete, her brows furrowing.

"Honey." Jiang Mian walked over and hugged his strong waist from behind. "Don't be angry."

Lu Ting's body stiffened for a moment, then slowly relaxed.

He turned around, pulled Jiang Mian into his arms, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Mianmian, what exactly happened?"

He was asking about Jiang Long, but he was also asking about the so-called "dowry".

Jiang Mian pretended to sigh.

She looked up and met the man's eyes, which were full of inquiry and worry.

"Honey, I'm sorry, I lied to you before," she whispered.

"Those things weren't actually part of my dowry from my mother."

"My parents favored boys over girls. From childhood to adulthood, what they gave me was less than a fraction of what they gave my younger brother."

"The money was actually secretly left to me by my deceased grandmother. My parents and younger brother didn't know about it."

"I was afraid they would find out I had money and take it all, so I kept it hidden."

"When I married you, I was afraid you would look down on me because I came with nothing, so I..."

Lu Ting didn't speak, but listened quietly.

When he heard Jiang Mian say that she was "afraid of being looked down upon," his heart felt like it was being squeezed by something, both sour and painful.

Afraid that he might look down on her?

How could this be!

It turns out that she wasn't raised with the pampering of her family.

It turns out that her feigned coquettishness and self-righteousness were just to cover up her inner unease.

Lu Ting could no longer hold back and pulled the little woman in front of him tightly into his arms.

"It's my fault." His voice was muffled, with a heavy nasal tone.

"It's my fault for being incompetent, causing you so much suffering and making you live in fear."

Jiang Mian felt a little pain from his tight grip, but as she smiled, a huge warm feeling enveloped her heart.

She snuggled against him and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not aggrieved. Now that I have you, I'm not afraid."

"Mmm." Lu Ting responded heavily, resting his chin on the top of her head, and made a promise, "From now on, with me by your side, no one will be able to bully you again."

After a moment of tenderness, Jiang Mian lifted her head from his embrace, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

"However, I bet they'll come back tomorrow."

Lu Ting didn't speak, but his eyes turned cold again.

"Don't worry," Jiang Mian patted his chest reassuringly.

"Aren't you supposed to go to the commune to take care of some things tomorrow? Just go as usual, and leave the things at home to me."

She winked mysteriously and pointed in the direction of the goose pen.

"Feed those two geese well; they'll have a good show to watch tomorrow."