Sweet Wife in My Arms

Everyday, Jin Gen wore his suit around the village. Jin Gen's mother was going around telling people how much her son earned and that they wanted to build a house. Even someone wanted to marry Jin Gen, who was good for nothing, just because Jin Gen was generous. It was said that all his clothes were full of money. One pile after another of red 100 yuans. No one in the village had ever seen so much money. For them, a hundred yuan was a lot of money. Moreover, there were a few piles of red 100 yuans. How could people not be jealous?

Jin Gen said he wanted to bring them out to work, and maybe a year or so later they would be richer than him. A lot of people agreed and were waiting to go out to make a fortune. To them, the Jin Gen now was no longer Jin Gen but a piece of gold. Anyone who followed him would get some benefits.

Yan Huan walked to Changsheng. Now, there was no trace of jesting on her face. She could not even make a joke about this.

"Changsheng, do you want to go to the place Jin Gen mentioned?" Yan Huan could not convince Changsheng's mother, so she could only go to Changsheng.

"Yes." Changsheng smiled, his eyes were also sparkling, "I also wanted to go out once and earn more money. This way I can build a house, otherwise, I don't know when we can change this adobe house to a new house. Then…" He was embarrassed to continue.

Actually, he wanted to say that when the house is built, he can marry her. At that time, when they are quite wealthy, he can treat her better. Otherwise, he cannot earn much in a year, so how can he mention about marrying her?

In Changsheng's eyes, the disfigured Yan Huan was prettier than any women in the village. She had a pair of beautiful eyes. Every time he saw her eyes, Changsheng felt that his heart would start to accelerate. It was an indescribable feeling. Anyway, in his eyes, Yan Huan kept becoming prettier and more pleasing to him.

Of course, he wanted to work hard for their future, even if it's tough, as long as he can earn money, he's fine.

Yan Huan sat down. She naturally did not know about Changsheng's thoughts.

"Changsheng, let me tell you a story." She pointed at the place beside her, gesturing for Changsheng to sit.

Changsheng hurriedly sat there and placed both of his hands on his lap, just like an obedient child. Changsheng's mother would not listen to whatever Yan Huan said now, but Yan Huan hoped that Changsheng could.

"I know a village, just like yours." Yan Huan hugged her arms tightly. Her voice was pleasant to hear. At least that's what it sounded like in Changsheng's ears.

"There was a girl called Qing Hua. She had a father and a mother. It was safe in the village. Simple too. The villagers did not have much thoughts. They all worked from dawn to dusk, just like this village…"

"Until later, a girl from the village who went out to work came back. She was well dressed. She also told them they could go out to earn money. Then they could eat well, dress well and earn a lot of money."

Yan Huan continued and supported her face with her leg. This was the story of the Uncle and the Flower. It was fictional but isn't it the same as what Changsheng is facing now?

She did not mention much about the beginning of the story. She only told him the part where Qing Hua was tricked by her friend to go outside. The outside world was not as wonderful as they imagined. It was not even good at all.

Besides, they had to be alert about backstabbers too.

"Are you saying that Jin Gen will sell us off?"

Changsheng was not stupid. He understood immediately what Yan Huan was trying to convey.

"We should always be alert, when did he ever tell the truth??" Yan Huan questioned Changsheng. She was not part of the village but Changsheng was. Everyone knew what kind of person Jin Gen was.

"I don't think so." Changsheng had never thought about these, "Although Jin Gen wasn't that good of a man but he is still a villager here. He won't dare to sell us off. Moreover, I'm not the only one going. Now, there's about five or six people who want to go. We are all men, why should they sell us?"

"Can you not go?" Yan Huan felt defeated. Why are Changsheng and his mother so difficult to persuade?

"Do you not want me to go?"

Changsheng opened his mouth and smiled widely. His eyes were sparkling.

Yan Huan felt that his words sounded weird. She suddenly realized something and wanted to explain but then Changsheng was called away by his mother.

Changsheng stood up and was preparing to leave.

"Changsheng…" Yan Huan called out his name from behind him, "Can you give it more thought and not go out with Jin Gen?"

"Okay." Changsheng turned around and smiled toward Yan Huan, "I will think about it. Since you said not to go, then I won't. I will continue farming and sell eggs at home. I can still live like this, right?"

Yan Huan finally breathed out a sigh of relief. It's good if he doesn't go. When she went back to her room, she found a paper and pen. Then, she wrote Lu Yi's phone number on it, thinking that if something really happens, then Changsheng can go to him. However, she suddenly remembered that Lu Yi seemed to have changed his number.

Forget it, just write it down first. Then, she wrote a few more phone numbers, including Yi Ling's and Lei Qingyi's. If Changsheng really wants to go, then maybe these phone numbers can help him.

This note was placed under the table. This should not be necessary. Changsheng had already said that he won't go.

After a few days, sure enough, Changsheng's mother stopped talking about Changsheng going out with Jin Gen. Jin Gen also stopped wearing his suit around the village. Everything seemed to have gone back to the past, and this was still that simple and plain village.

However, one day, Yan Huan felt something was wrong because she did not see Changsheng. Changsheng did not come to have breakfast this morning. He might have gone to the fields, so he could not make it. Sometimes, he was like this; he wouldn't eat if he didn't want to.

However, in the evening, she still did not see Changsheng. Yan Huan kept some food for him. Maybe he was really too busy and would return soon to eat. She did not think too much, because Changsheng's mother was not worried at all. Since the mother was not worried about the son, then there shouldn't be a problem. Otherwise, Changsheng's mother could never sit still and even eat two bowls of rice in a meal.

At night, Yan Huan felt that something was very wrong because Changsheng still did not return for dinner.