My Wife is the Vicious Supporting Character from an Era Novel - Chapter 11

Chapter 11

◎I’m So Sad◎

Ji Baiqing looked at the woman very innocently and repeated, “But you really do smell good. It makes me want to keep smelling you.”

Wen Miao: “…”

Wen Miao touched her earlobe, which was burning under her dark hair, and didn’t want to talk to her anymore. She had already packed most of her things this afternoon.

Ji Baiqing looked at the stacked suitcases and packages and asked her, “Should we move now?”

Wen Miao shook her head. “Wait a moment, I still have something to take care of.”

Ji Baiqing followed her out of the room and went to the temporary kitchen. The educated youths had a monthly ration of thirty catties of grain issued by the government in their first year in the countryside. They were all unhusked rice, and after hulling, only a little over twenty catties were left. She found an unopened bag of grain and was about to pick it up, but found it was heavier than she had imagined.

Ji Baiqing saw Wen Miao’s expression and held back a laugh. “Give it to me. I’m strong.” Wen Miao pursed her lips and watched Ji Baiqing effortlessly carry the thirty catties of grain on her back.

Ji Baiqing asked, “Let’s go. We’ll move your things home slowly.” She carried the grain with one hand and the rolled-up bedding with the other, walking out. Lu Yan, who was doing a horse stance at the door, saw this and immediately stopped her. “Where are you going with our grain, you country girl?!”

Ji Baiqing just looked at him indifferently. He seemed to suddenly remember the pain from before and took a step back. Wen Miao followed behind, carrying two packages, without even raising her eyes. She said the same thing again: “A good dog doesn’t block the way.”

Lu Yan choked. Just as he was about to retort, the two annoying women had already walked far away.

The two of them walked on the road. Ji Baiqing sighed, “Those educated youths are quite annoying. No wonder you couldn’t stay there.” She didn’t ask Wen Miao why she agreed to live with her, after all, everyone had their own privacy. But she could feel that the male lead from the original book was buzzing around her like a fly.

Wen Miao also nodded in agreement and suddenly said a little sadly, “I didn’t even do anything.”

Ji Baiqing was stunned, then curled her lips and echoed, “That’s right. Our Wen Miao is so wronged.” In the book, she was the villainess, but she was deliberately provoked by the male and female leads. After a feud, she couldn’t beat the protagonist’s halo and was wantonly retaliated against. No matter how you looked at it, she was incredibly wronged.

The sky was getting dark a little later in April. The distant sky was a large expanse of orange light. A sudden gust of wind came from who knows where, causing the leaves to rustle, and Wen Miao’s heart also trembled. She didn’t know why, but she felt more and more at ease in front of Ji Baiqing. The state she used to only have with her family was also shown in front of the other person. She was a very vigilant person, yet she had a different reaction to Ji Baiqing. Wen Miao couldn’t figure it out.

While she was in a daze, Ji Baiqing saw her slow down and asked, “Is it too heavy? I can carry another package. Give it to me if you can’t carry it.”

Wen Miao came back to her senses and shook her head. She held the things in her arms tighter and jogged two steps to Ji Baiqing’s side. “No, I can carry it.”

Wen Miao had a lot of things. Fortunately, Ji Baiqing was strong, so she simply put on a large backpack to make it easier to carry more things. She had a suitcase on her left side, a carry-on on her right, and big and small bags. She swaggered and moved Wen Miao’s things into her room bit by bit.

After all the things were moved into Ji Baiqing’s room, the Ji family started dinner. Ji Wei had already served sweet potato rice for everyone. Today, they stir-fried some bamboo shoots and made a dish with green-headed mushrooms. Looking at the two green, meatless dishes, Ji Baiqing sighed silently. Everything was good after she transmigrated into the book, except that she couldn’t eat meat every day. It was a good thing to eat a meat dish once every ten days or half a month. But there was nothing she could do. Her family had been poor for three generations. They didn’t have much money, and coupons were even harder to get.

At the dinner table, Ji Baiqing simply told them that Wen Miao was going to live at the Ji family’s house. He Xiangyue was very enthusiastic. “Miaomiao, if you need anything, just tell Auntie. I’ll ask old Ji to get it for you. You and Baiqing are good sisters. Treat this as your home, and don’t be a stranger!”

Seeing Wen Miao lightly nod, Ji Baiqing felt a little embarrassed and thought, Mom, your words will only make her more stressed. As expected, after dinner, Wen Miao took out ten one hundred yuan bills and gave them to He Xiangyue in front of everyone. “Auntie, this is the cost of my stay here. I can’t live and eat at your house for free, so you must accept it.”

In this era, a catty of rice only cost a few cents. A country family’s annual savings were only about ten or twenty yuan. The money Wen Miao took out was a huge sum for the Ji family. He Xiangyue’s eyes widened, and her first reaction was to refuse. “No, no, how can I accept so much money from you! You better take it back, or you’re going against your Auntie!”

Wen Miao’s brows were a little helpless, and her eyes had a hint of a smile as she explained, “This money is mainly to improve the family’s meals.” She looked a little troubled. “I’m used to eating refined rice at home. I also have some grain coupons here. I’m actually being selfish. I want this money and coupons so I can eat better.” After saying that, she threw a stack of bills into He Xiangyue’s arms and pulled Ji Baiqing into the room.

He Xiangyue and Ji Wei looked at each other, looking at the money in her arms. He Xiangyue couldn’t help but touch the brand new banknotes and sighed, “My goodness, so much money.”

After Wen Miao pulled Ji Baiqing into the room, she immediately bolted the door. She said to the panting Wen Miao, “Don’t worry. My mom can’t get in now.” Wen Miao’s cheeks were rosy. She looked up and smiled at Ji Baiqing. Her eyes were bright, her teeth were white, and her lips were red. She was like a child who had done something bad for the first time. She felt a thrill but also a little worried. “Ji Baiqing, do you think I was right? Will your mom be angry if I give her money?”

Ji Baiqing pulled over a chair and motioned for her to sit down before answering, “You did the right thing. If spending a little money can make you feel at ease living here, then it’s worth it.”

Wen Miao was a little surprised. She didn’t expect her to not try to persuade her not to give the money. But what she said was almost what Wen Miao had in mind. Wen Miao leaned her face close to Ji Baiqing’s ear and whispered, “I actually have a lot of money.”

In their private space, the woman’s sweet fragrance became more obvious. Ji Baiqing could feel her soft chest pressed against her arm, and even her breath when she spoke was like a hook, warm and soft, and it hooked her. Her reaction was a little slow. When she came back to her senses, Wen Miao had already taken out her wallet, cash, and passbook. The ambiguous atmosphere had dissipated. Ji Baiqing shook her head and didn’t think about what she had just felt. She leaned closer to Wen Miao and counted the money with her out of curiosity.

When Wen Miao went to the countryside, her aunts and grandmother came to see her off. They had watched Wen Miao grow up and didn’t want to see her have a hard time in the countryside. They almost emptied their pockets of all the money and coupons that were valid nationwide and gave them all to Wen Miao. After counting, she had several hundred catties of grain coupons, and a lot of meat, cloth, sugar, and salt coupons. She even had thirty to forty rare industrial product coupons and a bicycle coupon.

After counting the money, not including the small bills, the one hundred yuan bills added up to almost one thousand. The passbook had five thousand yuan, which was Wen Miao’s mother’s inheritance. Looking at so much money, Ji Baiqing couldn’t help but swallow. For a moment, she suddenly understood how happy the main character was in the “Having a rich best friend” videos she had watched in her previous life.

Wen Miao looked up and saw Ji Baiqing’s drooling eyes. She found it a little funny. “It’s just money.”

After hearing that, Ji Baiqing quietly felt a little rich-hating. But thinking about what happened in the middle of the original book, she reminded Wen Miao, “Keep the money safe. Don’t show off your wealth. You’ll definitely be able to use this money later.”

Wen Miao didn’t understand why she said that, but she obediently nodded. Seeing her do this, Ji Baiqing smiled again. She thought, this is not a villainess at all. She’s clearly a sweet and obedient beauty.

There weren’t many entertainment activities in the countryside, and Wen Miao had slowly gotten used to going to bed early after being in the countryside for a while. After they talked for a while with a flashlight, they went to get water to wash up.

The Ji family’s house was much more convenient than the educated youth point because they had a separate outhouse and a shower room. Wen Miao liked to be clean and took a bath every day in Beijing, but the educated youth point had no toilet. She could only go to the outhouse in the center of the village, and she had to borrow the Ji family’s shower room every other day.

Ji Baiqing knew this about her and had boiled hot water in the kitchen after dinner. It was very inconvenient without electricity in this era. Wen Miao had long, black, slightly curly hair, like thick seaweed. It took a long time to dry after washing.

Ji Baiqing stopped Wen Miao, who was about to go to bed, and took a clean towel to help her dry her hair. Wen Miao was stunned for a few seconds, then leaned back in the chair and enjoyed her service. The woman who was three years younger than her muttered, “You can’t go to bed with wet hair, or you’ll get a headache.”

Listening to Ji Baiqing’s concern, Wen Miao didn’t feel impatient. Instead, she felt a little happy. She nodded slightly. “Okay, I know.” Her tone was no different from when she was perfunctory with her grandmother.

Ji Baiqing listened to her coquettish words, and the curve of her lips deepened. The villainess was willing to act spoiled with her, which meant that the day they became good friends was not far away.

After half an hour, her hair was mostly dry. The two of them sat in the courtyard and let the wind dry it. Finally, Ji Baiqing felt Wen Miao’s hair again. It was almost dry. Seeing that she was drowsy, Ji Baiqing patted her. “Wen Miao, go to bed.”

Wen Miao followed her into the bedroom in a daze. When she lay on the bed and Ji Baiqing was about to get on the bed, Wen Miao suddenly became sober. Were they going to sleep together so soon? She intertwined her hands, feeling a little awkward. She had never slept with anyone other than her family since she was a child.

Fortunately, the room was dark, and she could only see a blurry silhouette in the moonlight. She couldn’t see Wen Miao’s trembling eyelashes.

“We’ll share a blanket,” Ji Baiqing said. The weather was getting warmer now, but the temperature at night was still quite low.

Wen Miao said yes softly and felt someone lie down next to her. Ji Baiqing was sleeping with her.