Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 93

Chapter 93: Chapter 091 Brother Chen, I’ll take you!

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Compared to Zhang Shanni’s excessive nervousness, Xie Jingchen took a mandarin duck bath with his little wife after she prepared the bathwater.

As for the content, haha.

Xie Jingchen held his little wife’s slender waist, looking down as his wife carefully put on Rong Wei’s uniform and fastened each button. Her little face was still somewhat dark, but it had lightened considerably compared to the dark hue when he first met her.

Through that subtle darkness, the features of his little wife in his eyes were delicate and enticing.

"Wife, after I leave, it’s better to keep your face like this," Xie Jingchen said, his large hand caressing her small face, the touch soft and not as rough as he imagined, quite the opposite—soft, warm, and fragrant.

"What are you being silly about?" Zhang Shanni chided him in a soft, mellow tone, thinking there was nothing good about her dusky face.

"Humph, I’m worried that my beautiful wife might attract some careless wild wolves, creating trouble. Once I’m back with the military, I’ll write a report to have you accompany Suirong Guard, alright?"

"Mm, you decide. Also, do you think I’m such a silly person?" Although Zhang Shanni knew her husband wasn’t implying she couldn’t keep things under control, seeing him so concerned made her heart sweet—her husband cares about her.

"My wife is the best." Xie Jingchen supported her waist, locking her in his embrace and kissing her small forehead—his wife was a little short, and this spot was the most convenient!

"..." Zhang Shanni looked at her husband’s satisfied expression, then thought about her own weak waist and didn’t even want to bother with him.

BUT, the thought of him leaving soon made a wave of sorrow emerge within her: this impressive, tough man in front of her was the closest man to her in this era.

"Don’t worry, at most half a year and there will be results, and I’ll wait for you," Xie Jingchen reassured seeing his little wife looking like a pitiful figure about to be abandoned, his usually resolute heart tightened, comforting her by her eyes.

"Mhm," Zhang Shanni raised her small face, meeting his lips, her hands tightly embracing his strong neck, reluctantly responding.

Seeing his little wife rarely taking the initiative, Xie Jingchen scooped her with one hand, lifting her body with his elbow,

Lost in passion, when he heard the lively noise from the front yard, Xie Jingchen stopped, and after his breath calmed down, he said solemnly, "Wife, don’t go out. I have to leave."

He was afraid she would cry, and also afraid he couldn’t bear to leave. This was the first time he was so concerned about someone. Before even parting, he was already thinking about when the next reunion...

Zhang Shanni watched him intently, seeing him carefully placing her on the kang, grabbing the Rong Wei coat, glancing at the wristwatch on his hand, his large hand then touched her fine yellow hair. The two exchanged silent looks for a few seconds before Xie Jingchen took his gaze back, stood up, and turned to leave.

"I’ll see you off," Zhang Shanni jumped off the kang fast as if stung, and her small hand firmly grabbed his wrist, muttering a soft murmur.

"Wife." Xie Jingchen gripped her small hand back, their fingers interlocking tightly.

"Brother Chen, let me see you off! I am your wife, and I will be strong," Zhang Shanni just let her guard down with him but now had to face the impending separation realistically. Although her feelings for him were still not very deep, he was her support in this era, the closest husband she would ever have in her life.

She was truly a bit weak; after experiencing her past life, she was tired.

How could he believe the words of gossiping busybodies!

Zhang Shanni stayed in the yard, watching as Xie Jingchen got onto the tractor and was driven away by Xie Jingwen, until she could no longer see him through the dust filling the air...

Xie Tiesheng saw the dejected look on Third Son’s Wife’s face and sighed silently in his heart, thinking it’s better for her to follow his son into the military. After all, such a small village couldn’t hold onto San’er. With him and his wife at home, they could at least provide a foundation for San’er.

He pulled his wife back into the main house, shaking his head at her.

Zhang Shanni stared blankly as the man disappeared into the distance, especially when she saw him look back at her one last time until she could no longer see his silhouette, yet she still did not want to leave.

Her heart felt like it was missing a piece—that was her man, and he had left.

"Ni, you must be tired too, go back to the house and rest a little, don’t wear yourself out," Zhou Xiuhua, unable to look on any longer, feigned passing by and gently advised Zhang Shanni from behind.

"Ah, yes, Mother. I’m not really hungry; could you make the lunch?" Zhang Shanni replied listlessly, seeing the caring look in her mother-in-law’s eyes, she carefully spoke and seeing her nod in understanding, she slowly moved towards the left wing.

"Go, have a good sleep, you’ll get used to it," Zhou Xiuhua nodded and waved her to go.

Now it was somewhat better, it wasn’t the busy farming season, and the old man was taking care of the fields, so there were no major issues.

Besides, her eldest son, although he had gone back with his wife to her mother’s home, would still take care of watering their own fields occasionally; otherwise, she would have lost her temper long ago.

Sighing silently, the house suddenly became quieter without San’er.