A Beloved Wife in Marriage Chapter 168: Dog of a Man, You Did It On Purpose, Right?

Chapter 168: Dog of a Man, You Did It On Purpose, Right?
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Jiang Yanshen lowered his eyes and smiled faintly. “Okay.”
The chicken soup in the pot boiled as Lin Qingqian threw the washed vegetables into the pot and they were cooked in a matter of seconds. The chicken soup looked extra delicious with mushrooms added.
Lin Qingqian scooped a bowl of soup for him first. “Eat something before you drink.”
Jiang Yanshen obediently picked up the steaming soup bowl and said, “Okay.”
The night in the mountain village was extremely cold. Although Lin Qingqian was full, her hands and feet were cold. Hence, she scooped a bowl of soup for herself and sat opposite him, taking small sips.
Jiang Yanshen finished his soup and looked at her. ‘Qianqian, Happy New Year.”
Lin Qingqian hesitated for a moment before picking up Lin Chaoyan’s unfinished wine glass and clinking it with his. “Happy New Year.”
Jiang Yanshen put down his wine glass and continued eating.
The two of them surrounded a hot pot and ate the hot dishes while drinking half a glass of wine.
An hour later, the wine glass was empty, and Jiang Yanshen was almost done eating. He put down his bowl and chopsticks and looked at the blushing woman opposite him. “Thank you for your hospitality. This is the best New Year’s Eve dinner I’ve ever eaten.”
Lin Qingqian blinked. “Jiang Yanshen, you really don’t know the hardships of the world.”
Jiang Yanshen didn’t refute. “Whether the food is delicious depends on who you eat it with.” He wanted to say this, but swallowed his words in the end.
He was afraid that she would get annoyed and kick him out of the house.
Lin Qingqian stood up to clean up the dishes and glanced at the dark door. “Song Qin and Lu Yuan didn’t come with you?”
Jiang Yanshen shook his head. “They went back for the New Year.”
“Then you…” How are you going to go back tonight?
The second half of her sentence was stuck in her throat.
Jiang Yanshen stared at her with his dark eyes. His expression was calm and cautious. “If it’s not convenient, I can drive myself back.”
Lin Qingqian:
It would take an hour to drive from the village to town. Coupled with the fact that the road was difficult to see in the dark, it might take longer.
If it wasn’t for the good atmosphere during the New Year, she really wanted to ask: Dog of a man, you did it on purpose, didn’t you?
“The road isn’t good. Don’t drive. I’ll tidy up Grandpa’s room for you to stay in later. ”
No matter what her relationship with Jiang Yanshen was, he was still a guest. There’s no way she’d ask him to drive to town in the middle of the night under the influence of alcohol.
It was too dangerous.
Jiang Yanshen’s tightly knitted brows suddenly relaxed, and his eyes burned. “Thank you.”
Lin Qingqian cleared the table as Jiang Yanshen stood in the living room and looked at the layout of the house.
The furniture was handmade and looked very old. Although it was old, it was clean so it was not hard for him to accept.
Lin Qingqian packed her things and went to her room to get a big black cotton-padded jacket and a big firecracker.
Jiang Yanshen’s eyes were filled with curiosity. “What are you planning to do?”
Lin Qingqian: “The custom here is to set off fireworks at midnight.”
Jiang Yanshen didn’t understand these customs and therefore didn’t comment. He reached out to take the firecracker from her arms. “Let me do it.”
Lin Qingqian looked at the heavy firecracker and his strong arms, and did not stand on ceremony with him.
The two of them then went out together and walked up the path behind the house. After walking for about half an hour, they found an empty space and Lin Qingqian asked Jiang Yanshen to put down the firecracker.
Lin Qingqian took out her phone from her pocket and saw that it was already
11:40 am.
“We have to wait 20 minutes.”
“Okay.” Jiang Yanshen asked her, “Did you do this every year when you were young?”
Lin Qingqian stuffed her hands into her pockets. Her teeth were chattering from the cold wind. “That’s right. When I was young and couldn’t climb up, Grandpa would carry me up and then carry me down. Every time, I would fall asleep on Grandpa’s back.”
At the mention of the past, her tone unconsciously became gentle.
In the darkness, Jiang Yanshen did not speak.
After a moment of silence, Lin Qingqian suddenly could not feel the bone-piercing cold wind…