Rebirth to the Eighties to Get Rich

Chapter 43: Why Are You Still Not Telling Me the Truth?



Chapter 43: Why Are You Still Not Telling Me the Truth?


Su Danhong thoroughly cleaned everything because Ji Jianyun was coming back.

Early that morning, she tidied up and was ready to pick up Ji Jianyun at the station when there was a knock at the door. “Danhong, I'm back.”

Su Danhong was confused by this familiar voice, but then she immediately became very excited.

The three newer dogs were already barking, but once Da Hei growled, the other dogs became silent and followed him with wagging tails.

Su Danhong opened the gate and saw her man standing outside with a military bag.

Ji Jianyun looked at his wife. His eyes were almost glued to his wife's face, and it took a long time for him to recover his senses. He was still a little worried, but when he saw the smile on her face, he was a bit more relaxed.

Then, his eyes landed on her already prominent belly, and a bright light was overflowing from his eyes. “Danhong, this… is this our baby?”

“Who else can it be? You can see it. Don't just stand at the door, come in.” Su Danhong took his military bag. It was not heavy since it was just some clothes.

Ji Jianyun smiled and came in. He closed the gate and saw that the yard was full of dogs. He had to ask, “Why do we have so many dogs?”

“To look after the orchard. They’ll move to the orchard when it’s completely ready,” Su Danhong explained. “Look, Da Hei still remembers you.”

Da Hei wagged his tail at him.

Ji Jianyun rubbed Da Hei’s head, and Da Hei let out a whimper.

The other dogs came over and sniffed Ji Jianyun. Then, they wagged their tails to show that they had recorded his smell. They went back to their places and were filled with energy.

After Ji Jianyun returned home, they sat on the kang and talked.

Ji Jianyun touched her belly. The baby moved a little, as if his presence was felt. It was a small movement, but Ji Jianyun was thrilled.

He was so thrilled that it exposed his injuries. He couldn't stop coughing.

Su Danhong heard him coughing on the phone two days ago and thought it was just an ordinary cough. She looked at his face. Although he looked fine, he could not hide how his complexion paled and how he had lost a lot of weight. The most crucial part was that he still had a trace of worry between his brows and in his eyes. It was well concealed, but Su Danhong saw through it.

“Jianyun, is there something you're not telling me?” Su Danhong went straight to the point as she poured him a glass of spiritual spring water for him.

Ji Jianyun was shocked and replied at once, “No. Danhong, what can I hide from you?”

“Then where is that smell of blood on you coming from?” Su Danhong looked at him and asked.

She had a keen sense of hearing and smell. It was probably because she drank the spiritual spring water all the time. She was so excited to see him at the gate that she didn't notice it then.

But now that her emotions had calmed down a lot and she was looking at his face, how could she not realize it?

It was obvious that he had an injury!

Ji Jianyun became more worried as he saw his wife’s face ashen. He didn't think his wife had such a good nose and could smell it. However, now was not the time to think about that.

“Why haven’t you told me the truth yet?” Su Danhong’s eyes reddened as she looked at him and asked.

“Danhong, Danhong, don't cry. I'll tell you, I’ll tell you everything, okay?” Ji Jianyun hurried to coax her.

Su Danhong didn't say a word, but looked at him and waited for him to tell her.

Ji Jianyun hesitated for a moment before he told her the whole story, including his resignation.

After he finished, he looked at his wife carefully and said, “Don’t worry, honey. I still have 2,000 yuan in severance pay. You don’t have to worry after the baby is born! I can still work. I will definitely be able to support you and our child!”

“Why did you come back when your leg was injured? Didn't your friend get you crutches?” Su Danhong glared at him.

He didn’t have the time to think about this.

“I can get out of bed and walk by myself. It hurts a little bit, but it's nothing,” Ji Jianyun said.

“Why don't you take off your clothes and let me have a look?” Su Danhong asked.

Ji Jianyun did not dare to disobey her, so he took off his pants. Su Danhong examined the bleeding bandage, and immediately went to get the medicine she prepared for emergencies.

She removed the dressing and wiped it with the spiritual spring water. The wound still had stitches!

The terrible, enormous wound made Su Danhong extremely upset. She had almost become a widow and their child would not have a father!

“Danhong, I'm fine…”

As soon as Ji Jianyun spoke up, Su Danhong glared at him. “Don’t say another word!”

Ji Jianyun coughed and did not dare to say more. He watched as his wife took care of his wounds. He didn’t know if he was imagining it, but he felt better when his wife cleaned up his injury. It didn’t have that burning pain.

It was so comfortable that Ji Jianyun couldn't help it and soon fell asleep.

Su Danhong saw that he was fast asleep and knew that he was very weak right now. Thus, she finished treating him quickly and gently.

She put a blanket over him and let him sleep. She went out to cook congee.

With his current injury, he couldn’t eat the lavish dishes she had prepared. He could only eat light food!

She wanted to cook jujube congee for him.

Su Danhong went to find Mother Ji again. She avoided making Mother Ji worried, so she only told her that Ji Jianyun had come back. He was a little tired and was sleeping.

“Mother, kill a black chicken for me, and I'll cook soup for Jianyun,” Su Danhong said.

“Okay.” Mother Ji nodded and then went to kill the chicken.

Like Aunt Yang, she had raised more than a dozen chickens. The chickens were originally raised to lay eggs and to prepare for Su Danhong’s confinement. It was fine to kill one to replenish Jianyun’s body. In any case, Su Danhong would be eating some with him.

Mother Ji killed a chicken and brought it over. Su Danhong cleaned the chicken and put it in the soup cooking on the small stove.

Ji Jianyun probably slept soundly because he was home. He came home at 7 o’clock in the morning and slept until it was noon. He could smell the chicken soup as soon as he woke up.

Su Danhong was sitting next to him and was making their child's clothes. When she saw that he was awake, she put aside the clothes and gave him a cup of spiritual spring water. Then, she said, “Don’t move, stay there. I'll bring you the congee.”

Ji Jianyun watched as his wife quickly left and came back with the congee for him. It had a lot of jujube in it. The temperature to the sweetness level of the congee was just right. It was, without a doubt, the greatest and most delicious food that the hungry Ji Jianyun had eaten.

After he ate three bowls of congee, Su Danhong’s worries calmed down and said, “Sleep more and don't get up for the time being.”

“Danhong, I…”

"Don't talk, lie down.” Su Danhong glared at him.

“But I can't hold it any longer,” Ji Jianyun said anxiously.

Su Danhong was surprised, but soon after, her face flushed slightly and she glanced at him. Then, she helped him up to relieve himself.


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