My Wife is a Psychic

Chapter 99 - Whose Child Is It?

Chapter 99: Whose Child Is It?

Jiang Xi smiled. As the daughter of God, could she say that in her eyes, the places where the grain was buried were as dazzling as big light bulbs?

“Do you think I’m like your big brother, only stepping on dog sh*t when taking a stroll?” Jiang Xi asked with a smile. Her words amused Zhao Yingying, and the two of them laughed out loud together.

In the distance, Zhao Ruifeng was commanding his subordinates with a solemn face. Then, he sneezed loudly, causing many people to look at him. Zhao Ruifeng’s face was expressionless, but if one looked carefully, one could see that the corners of his eyes were slightly twitching. Yes, he was serious and had a frosty expression. Only this way could he maintain his prestige as a great general!

“Tomorrow, everyone should go to all parts of the town to provide disaster relief and distribute food. If the next batch of food has not arrived, find someone who is good at talking to borrow food from rich families. Remember, there must be no conflicts. Disaster relief is the priority.” Zhao Ruifeng ordered.

Zhao Ruifeng had been borrowing food everywhere with great difficulty, but he did not know that his future wife had found people to dig through the snow mountain and took the whole village to step on the fields and dig for food. It could only be said that although they were all under the same sky, different people had different lives.

The wild beasts in the mountains trembled in fear. They could only hope that Jiang Xi would show mercy. It was not easy for them to hide some food! Jiang Xi, who was busy saving people and accumulating a good fortune, had no idea because she had accelerated the progress of disaster relief. Then, the second battlefield was about to open and save Zhao Ruifeng from his bad luck.

When Jiang Xi led hundreds of strong men out of Happy Village, it was already the end of the new year. The entrance of every village outside was full of traps and traces of fighting and plunder. When Happy Village, which was thought to have been massacred, came into the public’s view again, there was an uproar.

“Wasn’t the Happy Village massacred?” Yang Shaoqun of Qingfu Village was squatting at the entrance with a bowl in his hand. When he saw the grandiose crowd of villagers passing by, he was so frightened that his bowl fell to the ground.

The people of Qingfu village were all malnourished, especially Yang Shaoqun’s family, who had sold food in exchange for money, but money was not worth much and could not even buy food. Many people in the village had starved to death. It was only a few days ago that Yang Kun’s wife, Chen Zhaodi, went to town with a big belly and found her Godfather, the Zhao family’s butler, to bring back some food. Yang Shaoqun had sighed more than once about his son’s good marriage. The Zhao family’s butler was also a good person. He even prepared several sets of clothes for the unborn child. He felt that he was more like a father than Yang Kun, the father of the child.

“Why are you running around? Hurry up and bring a bowl of brown sugar water to your wife. Your wife’s stomach is so big, it’s time to replenish her nutrients. Be careful not to starve my future grandson.” Yang Shaoqun turned around and scolded Yang Kun.

Ever since Yang Kun’s thing did not work, Yang Shaoqun had placed his hopes on Chen Zhaodi, hoping that she had a grandson in her stomach so that the Yang family would not be without a successor. Moreover, Yang Kun’s temper had become more and more irritable, making Yang Shaoqun dislike him more and more.

Yang Kun was silent. He pursed his lips tightly when he heard the villagers outside shouting that Jiang Xi had brought the villagers of Happy Village to town.

“It’s all thanks to us that Jiang Xi has the opportunity to have what she has today. Think about it, if we hadn’t broken off the engagement, would Jiang Xi have been engaged to general? General Zhao is a high-ranking official, and even the officials in our town don’t dare to raise their heads when they see him.” Yang Shaoqun smacked his lips, his thoughts were unknown.

Yang Kun stood in the courtyard, still vaguely remembering the gossip he had heard when he went to the town to ask for food from the Zhao family’s butler.

“Chen Zhaodi, that girl, is really good. She flirted with the Zhao family’s butler before she got married. She’s so shameless. Even after she got married, her husband is so obedient that he is even willing to raise a child for her.” When Yang Kun heard this, he grabbed the talkative woman and beat her up. The woman panicked and said, “I’m not lying. Who on this street doesn’t know that Chen Zhaodi often puts on a cloak in the middle of the night to look for the Zhao family’s butler? Long before she married you, Chen Zhaodi was already with the Zhao family’s butler. At that time, we even said behind her back that Chen Zhaodi could not get married. Who knew that you would take over in the end?” The woman said and ran away in a hurry, leaving Yang Kun cold all over. He went home to look at Chen Zhaodi and found that something was wrong.

Yang Kun had always felt that Chen Zhaodi’s stomach was abnormally big. Even if they had sex for the first time on the haystack and already had a child at that time, it was unlikely that her stomach would be so big. Yang Kun’s face became even more gloomy.