Quick Transmigration: The Pregnant Little Fairy is Pampered by the Heirless Boss

Chapter 394 The Beloved Little Sister 29

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Zhou Xiaomei got up quietly.

She looked around the simple yet cozy new house in the morning light, and a smile unconsciously crept onto her lips.

This is the first time she has a home of her own.

"Why are you up so early?" Ji Jianshe rubbed his eyes and sat up.

"I'm going to make breakfast." Zhou Xiaomei quickly put on her coat. "I still need to serve tea to my parents later."

Ji Jianshe quickly got up: "I'll go with you."

As soon as the young couple opened the door, they saw Wang Xiuhua already standing in the yard, carrying a bamboo basket.

"Why did Mother get up so early?" Ji Jianshe was still somewhat surprised.

"You two have just gotten married, you need to rest more."

Wang Xiulan had a smile on her face.

Zhou Xiaomei had a bad life in her parents' home before, how could she let Zhou Xiaomei continue to live that kind of life after marriage?

"Let's go in and talk."

As soon as the three entered the house, the courtyard gate was pushed open again.

Ji Tiezhu walked in carrying half a sack of flour, followed by Ji Jianjun and Ji Xiaosong, each carrying something in their hands.

"Father! Second brother! Little sister! What are you all doing so early in the morning? Why are you all up so early?" Ji Jianshe was shocked. What was wrong with the whole family today?

"What are you all standing there for?" Ji Tiezhu put the flour on the ground. "Jianjun, hang the meat on the beam; Xiaosong, give the cloth to your sister-in-law."

Zhou Xiaomei stood there helplessly, watching her family carry things into her small house: half a pig, two bolts of cotton cloth, a basket of eggs, brand-new pots and pans...

"This, this is too precious..." her voice trembled.

Ji Xiaosong smiled and took her arm: "Third Sister-in-law, this is a small token of our family's appreciation. Since you're here, we always want to give you the best. We prepared all of this early this morning."

He then pulled a red cloth bag from his pocket, saying, "This is for you alone."

When Zhou Xiaomei opened it, she found a neat stack of fifty yuan and several cloth and grain coupons inside.

"No, that won't do!" she hurriedly refused. "Little sister, you're pregnant. This money should be saved for the baby..."

“Take it,” Ji Xiaosong insisted. “My salary is enough. You’ve just started a family, and you need money for everything. Although we haven’t separated our households yet, it’s good for you to keep some pocket money.”

Wang Xiuhua also took out a red cloth bag: "Xiaomei, this is one hundred yuan. Consider it a resettlement allowance from your parents. You may be allocated a house in the future. I'm giving you the money now so you can have more confidence when you have money to rely on."

Zhou Xiaomei could no longer hold back her tears: "Father, Mother, Little Sister... I... I..."

"Don't cry," Ji Tiezhu said with a rare, loving smile. "Today is your first day as a married woman, and according to custom, you should return to your parents' home. Jianshe, accompany your wife to her parents' home later and bring these things with you." He pointed to the two jin of pork and a packet of brown sugar on the table.

Zhou Xiaomei nodded, wiping away her tears.

She knew that her in-laws were doing this to save face for her, so that she could hold her head high when she returned to her parents' home.

After breakfast, the whole family enjoyed a lively reunion dinner.

Zhou Xiaomei's cooking skills impressed Wang Xiuhua, who exclaimed, "This girl is really good at cooking!"

After the meal, Ji Xiaosong quietly pulled Zhou Xiaomei into the inner room and took out an exquisite wooden box from the bottom of a trunk: "Third Sister-in-law, this is for you."

Zhou Xiaomei opened the box, inside were a pair of silver bracelets and a Hero brand fountain pen.

“This…” She looked up in surprise.

“The bracelet was a gift from my mother when I got married,” Ji Xiaosong explained softly. “The pen was a gift from my husband. You are a worker now, so you need a good pen.”

Zhou Xiaomei hugged Ji Xiaosong tightly, sobbing uncontrollably.

When they returned to their parents' home, Zhou's parents' expressions finally softened when they saw the gifts their daughter and son-in-law brought.

For the first time ever, Zhou's mother even gave Zhou Xiaomei half an egg, saying, "Take this and nourish yourself."

Three days later, Zhou Xiaomei returned to work at the textile factory.

She was wearing a brand-new Dacron shirt and a silver bracelet given to her by Ji Xiaosong on her wrist, and she looked completely refreshed.

"Hey, isn't this Zhou Xiaomei?" Several female workers gathered around in surprise at the factory gate. "We heard you married a farmer?"

Zhou Xiaomei smiled slightly: "Yes, my husband is from Jijiacun."

"Oh dear, so you're going to be a farmer's wife from now on?" a female worker said sarcastically. "What a waste of your permanent employee status..."

Zhou Xiaomei calmly took out the Hero fountain pen from her pocket and pinned it to her chest: "Who said that? I'll continue working. My in-laws support my job, and my sister-in-law is a doctor at the clinic."

The female workers were stunned by these words.

In this day and age, it's rare for rural wives to continue working, let alone for their husbands' families to buy them such an expensive pen.

Hearing the noise, Sister Wang, the workshop director, came over and saw Zhou Xiaomei's new look. Her eyes lit up: "Xiaomei, you look great! It seems your in-laws treat you very well?"

Zhou Xiaomei nodded with a smile: "Yes, my mother-in-law made me new clothes, and my sister-in-law gave me a pen and a bracelet."

Sister Wang patted her on the shoulder: "Good! That's more like it! Come on, the factory manager said he'd like to transfer you to an easier position, after all, you're a new bride now..."

Watching Zhou Xiaomei being led away by the director, the female workers who had been making sarcastic remarks exchanged glances.

"Didn't they say she married a poor farmer?"

"Look at her fountain pen, it costs several dollars!"

"And that bracelet, it looks like pure silver..."

At lunchtime, Zhou Xiaomei's lunchbox contained braised pork and eggs specially prepared by Wang Xiuhua, and the aroma made her colleagues swallow hard.

"Xiaomei, your mother-in-law's cooking is really good!" a female worker said enviously.

Zhou Xiaomei generously shared half with her: "Try it, my mother-in-law made it."

In the afternoon, the factory manager came to the workshop in person to announce that Zhou Xiaomei had been promoted to group leader and her salary had increased to thirty-five yuan.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Zhou Xiaomei stood ramrod straight, the pen on her chest gleaming brightly.

When she got off work, Ji Jianshe specially rode his newly bought bicycle to pick her up.

This caused another sensation in the factory.

Bicycles are expensive items; ordinary workers simply can't afford them.

"Where did this bicycle come from?" Zhou Xiaomei asked in surprise.

“There’s still some of the dowry money Dad gave us left,” Ji Jianshe said with a simple smile. “With the money my little sister gave us, we bought a used car. It’ll be more convenient to pick you up from get off work in the future.”

Zhou Xiaomei sat on the back of the bicycle, her arms around her husband's waist, feeling like the happiest person in the world.

Back in the village, all the neighbors came out to see what was going on.

"Is Jianshe's wife back?"

"That bicycle is really impressive!"

"I heard Xiaomei became a team leader at the factory?"

Wang Xiuhua stood at the gate of the courtyard, beaming from ear to ear: "My daughter-in-law is truly remarkable!"

After dinner, Zhou Xiaomei told the whole family about the raise and gave Wang Xiuhua ten yuan: "Mom, this is my salary. I will give the family ten yuan every month from now on."

Wang Xiuhua quickly declined, saying, "No need, no need, you two should keep it..."

“Mom, please accept it,” Zhou Xiaomei said sincerely. “Without your and Dad’s support, how could I continue working? This money is my way of showing my respect to you two.”

Ji Tiezhu puffed on his pipe and nodded with satisfaction: "Good wife, but you don't need to give us this money. Our family farms, we don't need this little bit."

Ji Xiaosong watched from the side, feeling a warm feeling in her heart.

She knew that this third sister-in-law was not only hardworking and capable, but also knew how to be grateful.

Having a sister-in-law like this is a blessing for this family.

In the stillness of the night, Zhou Xiaomei carefully wiped the Hero fountain pen under the lamp.

Ji Jianshe hugged her from behind: "Do you like it?"

"Yes," Zhou Xiaomei replied softly, "I will cherish it. When we have children in the future, this pen can be passed down to them..."

Ji Jianshe kissed the top of her head: "Go to sleep, you have to go to work tomorrow."

Zhou Xiaomei blew out the oil lamp and revealed a happy smile in the darkness.

She finally has her own home, a loving husband, and a supportive in-law family.

All of this was even better than she had ever dreamed.