The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex Chapter 691 - The Poor Had Their Own Fun

Chapter 691: The Poor Had Their Own Fun

When He Xiyan looked at his child-like look with expectancy in the eyes, her hands that were holding the bank notes trembled a little. Finally she put on a slight smile and could not bear to say anything to upset him.
In fact, she really had not thought about having babies. On one hand, between them, there was no romantic love of a man and a woman. He was more like a big boy in her heart. On the other hand, they were really poor now. Even if she wanted a baby, they couldn’t afford that.
Seeing his wife laugh, Chen Jiahang felt overjoyed. He then ran into the room and pulled out a small cloth bag under the mattress, and pulled out a thick pile of banknotes.
“Here you are!” He moved his lips and handed the bag of money to He Xiyan.
Then he wrote on the paper: “Yanyan, they are for you to keep.”
He Xiyan suddenly widened her eyes. She opened the cloth bag he handed over. Looking into it, she found there was a pile of banknotes, many of which were 10 yuan and 20 yuan, and some of which were 50 yuan and 100 yuan.
She counted them, more than eight thousand yuan.
He must have saved for a long time, she thought. Previously, he spent 50 thousand yuan on her. Now, there was more remained.
Since it was so hard to make money in the countryside, it must be very difficult for him, a dumb person, to make the money.
“Jiahang, how can you save so much money?” Looking at the man in front of her in surprise, He Xiyan could not help admiring and respecting him.
Chen Jiahang picked up his pen happily and wrote in his notebook.
“I can sell fish, and in autumn, merchants will come to buy grains and herbs, from which I can earn some. Besides, they will pay me 50 yuan a day to help them do farm work.”
He wrote word by word and handed it to He Xiyan proudly.
He seemed to tell her that he could make money, and would try his best to earn money in the future to provide a life to his wife and babies.
Looking at every word he wrote, He Xiyan bit her teeth hard, some unspeakable sour feeling rising within.
She stared at him in front of her, a tall and big man, who looked strong at first sight. Of course, his facial features were good, very three-dimensional, with an air of heroism between his eyebrows, which made him look magnificent.
But for his dumbness and poor brain, she thought, he might have made some achievements, and could have been able to make a big deal out of the small village.
“Jiahang, I’ll keep the money for you. Don’t worry, I won’t use it casually.” He Xiyan patted his broad shoulder sympathetically. During this period of time staying together, she had actually accepted him as a family member, and this place as her own home.
Chen Jiahang nodded vigorously. It was the first time that she had approached him voluntarily. Even if she only patted him on the shoulder, he still felt very happy. He reached out his hands and suddenly held her up excitedly. He raised her high, circling around in the hall, just like a man holding his daughter for fun.
Without any preparation, He Xiyan was then held up before she could resist. “Ah”, she let out a scream, patting his shoulder with her hand while shouting, “Chen Jiahang, let me down, let me down, if you don’t let me down, I won’t have dinner, and I won’t eat tomorrow.”
He Xiyan shouted and laughed, acting like a spoiled little girl.
The hall was full of her laughter for a long time.
The two people were living a simple and happy life like this. Although poor, they indeed had their own fun.