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

The way he called him "husband" was so sweet and soft that Lu Ting's body stiffened, and his heart trembled.

Jiang Mian didn't give Lu Ting a chance to react, and began to measure the sky-blue Dacron against his muscular chest.

"This size seems about right, it should be enough to make a vest..."

Her fingertips, slightly cool, brushed lightly across Lu Ting's burning chest muscles.

The sensation was clearly felt through the thin, old undershirt, reaching every inch of my skin.

Delicate and soft, like a feather, yet it evoked a burning heat.

Lu Ting's muscles tensed instantly, and he even missed a beat of breathing.

He only felt a buzzing sound in his ears, and Wang Guihua's sharp cursing and Lin Xiu'e's strange tone all became blurred background noise.

The world seemed to have been muted, leaving only the increasingly hot sensation in my chest and the pounding of my own heart.

Oh no, the CEO is going to burn himself out.

Wang Guihua saw that her son ignored her words and stood there like a wooden stake.

Seeing Jiang Mian's fox-like hands still groping her son, she was so angry she almost choked.

It's impossible to snatch it now.

Let's make a scene then!

Wang Guihua's eyes lit up, and a plan came to mind.

Her legs went weak, and she cried out as she sat down on the ground, slapping her thighs hard with both hands.

"This is outrageous! He's married and forgotten his mother!"

"My son, whom I raised with such care and love, is now abandoning his own mother for a lazy old woman!"

"My whole family is dressed in tattered clothes patched upon patched, while he gets to wear bright and shiny polyester! Why is my life so miserable—"

The wailing was so loud and clear, with such intonation, that anyone who didn't know better would think someone had died in the village.

Jiang Mian, holding the fabric, watched Wang Guihua perform on the ground with a leisurely air.

Wow, this acting is amazing! Even veteran actors would give it a thumbs up.

Jiang Mian didn't rush to speak, but instead moved closer to Lu Ting.

She looked down at her mother-in-law, who was rolling on the ground, her tone innocent and kind.

"Mom, what are you doing? Get up, the ground is cold."

She blinked her big, watery eyes and slowly began to speak, "Lu Ting leaves home before dawn every day."

"He's doing the work of two people, so what's wrong with wearing nicer clothes after all that hard work?"

"Could it be... that you feel sorry for him working too hard and want him to just work shirtless so it's cooler?"

After these words were spoken, the courtyard fell silent.

Even Wang Guihua, who was throwing a tantrum on the ground, had her cries stuck in her throat, forgetting how to sing the next tune.

Making your son work shirtless?

If she says this, won't she have any reputation left?

The villagers would gossip about her behind her back, accusing her of abusing her son.

That brat, she looks so delicate and weak, how can she have such a venomous mouth!

Lu Ting also snapped out of his daze.

He looked down at Jiang Mian, who had a "I'm doing this for your own good" expression, then looked at his own mother, who was throwing a tantrum on the ground, and his brows furrowed deeply.

Lu Ting grabbed Wang Guihua's hand, which was still trying to secretly tug at the fabric. "Mom, haven't you made enough of a scene?"

His voice carried an undeniable force: "This cloth was Mianmian's dowry; it belonged to her."

"She cares about me and is willing to make clothes for me out of her own good intentions. She can give them to whomever she wants; it's not your place to take them away."

The name "Mianmian" came out of Lu Ting's mouth with an awkward intimacy.

Jiang Mian was secretly pleased to hear this.

Good job, bro, you're getting the hang of it.

Wang Guihua's wrist ached from her son's grip, but what chilled her to the bone even more were Lu Ting's eyes, which were as cold as copper bells.

She knew that if she continued to make a scene, her second son would really turn his back on her.

She could only reluctantly get up from the ground, dust herself off, and slink back to her room.

Before leaving, he glared at Jiang Mian fiercely, muttering curses under his breath, "You vixen, you wasteful thing..."

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for successfully protecting your personal assets and receiving strong support from the male lead!]

[Reward: All-round Cutting Skill Card (One-time Use) x1.]

[Skill Card Description: After use, the host will temporarily possess the skills and aesthetic sense of a top-tier tailor, transforming even the most clumsy person into a fashion master!]

Jiang Mian mentally gave the system a thumbs-up.

This reward came at just the right time!

She was genuinely afraid that Lu Ting would give her the fabric and let her make her own clothes.

The eldest sister-in-law, Lin Xiu'e, saw the entire argument in the room and pursed her lips.

She couldn't get her hands on the Dacron, but her little schemes were already in full swing.

Jiang Mian, that lazy woman, spends money like water; she bought so many things again today.

The second son spoils her so much, he must have a lot of money hidden away!

It seems I need to find an opportunity to have her younger brother from her maternal family come over.

They said the second daughter had made a fortune and asked her brother from her maternal family to come and borrow some money.

We're all family anyway, so why should we pay it back?

……

late at night.

Inside the cramped mud-brick house, the flame of the kerosene lamp flickered gently.

Jiang Mian actually took out that precious piece of polyester fabric and spread it on the bed.

Of course she can't make clothes, but she has a cheat code!

He silently recited, "Use skill card."

Instantly, a mysterious feeling flooded my mind.

The fabric in front of her was no longer an ordinary piece of fabric; various cutting lines, size data, sewing techniques... all automatically appeared in her mind.

Jiang Mian picked up a rusty, broken pair of scissors, her expression focused.

After having a plan in mind, she quickly cut a whole piece of fabric into several perfect garment shapes with a few snips.

Lu Ting sat on the edge of the bed, not wiping his hunting knife as usual, but staring intently at Jiang Mian.

Under the light, the girl looked focused, her long eyelashes casting a small shadow on her face, her serious profile was stunningly beautiful.

Her fair neck and delicate earlobes resembled the finest mutton fat jade, radiating a lustrous sheen.

So this is what she looks like when she's quiet.

Lu Ting felt a dryness in his throat. He silently looked away, but his heartbeat just wouldn't calm down.

In this ambiguous and quiet atmosphere, a rapid and loud gong sound suddenly came from outside!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Immediately following, the loud voice of the village militia captain pierced the night sky.

"Catch the pervert! A pervert has broken into the female educated youth's room at the educated youth settlement! Everyone come out!"

rogue?

Jiang Mian's gossip radar activated instantly, and her eyes lit up immediately!

She remembered!

There is such a scene in the original book!

That's Zhao Gang, the village's good-for-nothing.

This scoundrel saw that the village's new bride was pretty and wanted to sneak over in the middle of the night. However, he was drunk and not thinking clearly. In addition, it was dark and he went to the wrong door, directly sneaking into the room of the reborn female supporting character Su Rou!

This is a famous scene!

If I don't go to the front lines to get the juicy gossip, I'd be doing a disservice to my time-traveling adventure!

Jiang Mian jumped off the bed in a flash, not even having time to put on her shoes, and barefoot, she grabbed Lu Ting's sleeve, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Honey, quick! Let's go see what's going on!"

Lu Ting was completely baffled by her 180-degree change in attitude.

He didn't want to go at first. It was dark and crowded outside, and he was worried about accidentally offending his wife, who was so delicate.

"No, I'm going to sleep," Lu Ting refused in a deep voice.

"Come on, come on!" Jiang Mian used her charm, tugging at his sleeve and shaking it incessantly, her voice soft and clingy, "I just want to see! If you won't take me, I'll go by myself!"

Lu Ting frowned as he watched her smooth feet step on the cold mud.

But she quickly sighed helplessly, thinking that being coquettish was really a killer!

The next second, Jiang Mian felt her body lighten, as if she had been lifted up by a tremendous force.

Before she could even gasp in surprise, her field of vision suddenly rose higher.

Lu Ting actually picked her up with one hand and easily put her on his shoulder like carrying a sack of rice.

"Hold on tight."

The man's voice came from below, deep and carrying a hint of sweet indulgence that he himself was unaware of.

Jiang Mian sat on Lu Ting's broad shoulders, her hands instinctively wrapping around Lu Ting's head.

Before I could even feel shy, I felt as if I were sitting on some giant's observation deck, with an excellent view.

Wow... these VIP seats are amazing!