CHAPTER 193: CHAPTER 193: SPARE THE ROD, SPOIL THE CHILD

Yi Chichi sighed, "Who told you that mandarin ducks never part?"

If they’re really like mandarin ducks, their marriage definitely won’t last long.

Wen Shi was stunned and stammered, "Isn’t it?"

"No, it isn’t."

Yi Chichi shook her head, "Mandarin ducks are temporary mates, they form families to reproduce during the breeding season and go their separate ways once the season is over."

"Then, what about the next breeding season?"

This referred to a reunion after a temporary separation.

Yi Chichi patted his head, "In the next breeding season, they naturally find new partners and start a new life."

Upon saying this, she teased, "Also, I need to remind you that mandarin ducks originally referred to brotherly relationships, not marital bonds. Do you still want mandarin ducks flying together?"

"Yes."

As he spoke, he eagerly looked at her, "Will you embroider?"

"I’ll embroider later."

There was no time to embroider now; after all, she wasn’t an octopus.

Wen Shi was content to hug her, "Once you finish embroidering, we’ll treasure it and pass it down as a family heirloom."

Using Su Embroidery as a family heirloom?

You have to admit, that’s quite a creative idea.

"That’ll work."

No one ever said a family heirloom must be gold or silver; in terms of collectible value, Su Embroidery is no less than antiques.

The skillful needlework and intricate patterns of Su Embroidery originated during the Three Kingdoms period, blossomed in the Sui and Tang dynasties, and flourished in the Ming and Qing dynasties, known as soft gold.

In later generations, there’s a saying in the collection world: ’Better to collect embroidery than gold.’ In her original world, one piece of her embroidery was worth a fortune.

But that’s in future generations, not now.

The current position of Su Embroidery is ambiguous, neither high nor low.

There’s no exact term to describe it.

We might have to wait a few years for the embroidery industry to see a new dawn.

Thinking of this, she sighed, "It’s good to have a livelihood."

The feeling of making money on her own is really refreshing.

The team medical room isn’t bad either, not as tiring as working on the ground, you earn work points and a salary, but the income is really too low, and critically, it doesn’t come with vouchers.

That’s a bit annoying.

"You know, if things work out, I’ll ask Uncle Ning to convert some of the income into nationwide vouchers, okay?"

Wen Shi thought for a moment, "That shouldn’t be a problem, provided your goods satisfy him."

"I have confidence in that."

After all, she had embroidered numerous national gifts according to the requirements.

"Work hard, and I’ll count on you to support me in the future."

That’s indeed someone with strong mental resilience and shameless courage; upon realizing his earning capacity couldn’t match Yi Chichi’s, instead of trying to improve his ability to earn, he decided to give up.

Of course, with his profession, the only way to make money would be underhanded, but such outcomes are no different from gambling with his future, risking imprisonment.

Even if he had the inclination, Yi Chichi would suppress it.

So, upon hearing his words, Yi Chichi seriously reminded, "Old Wen, your wife is capable of earning money, do you know what that means?"

"What?"

He played along.

"It means you won’t have economic pressure, so you don’t need to take the wrong path, understand?"

Wen Shi grinned, "I understand, I won’t take risks with my future."

Money is a good thing, but without enough ability to protect it, money can become a disaster.

"What if someone tries to tempt you?"

Wen Shi realized she was genuinely afraid he’d make mistakes and was preparing him for all scenarios.

"Report to the leader."

Yi Chichi nodded in satisfaction, "Remember what you said today."

"I remember clearly."

As he spoke, he wrapped his arm around her, "Let’s hurry and sleep, we have to get up early tomorrow to head back."

"Yeah."

...

After a good night’s sleep, the couple arrived at the station by around three in the afternoon the next day.

Wen Shi went to report the marriage to the leader, while Yi Chichi returned to the residential quarters.

Just as she reached the corner, Ji Jian seemed like a swordswoman on an adventure, coming towards her with a broom, looking as if she was on fire.

"Sister-in-law, what are you up to?"

Seeing her strange demeanor and broom-wielding stance, as if ready for a fight, Yi Chichi quickly stopped her to ask.

"Going to smack my little rascal."

Ji Jian gritted her teeth and was about to leave when Yi Chichi stopped her again, "Sister-in-law, calm down, beating the kid won’t solve the problem and could easily provoke a rebellious mindset."

"Then what should I do?"

The thought of her little rascal made Ji Jian grind her teeth, "I just went to the service center to buy some things, and when I came back, the house looked like it had been hit by a bomb."

At this point, she guiltily added, "Um, Xiao Yi, your garden fence is damaged."

Yi Chichi, (º言º)?

"The fence is damaged?"

But, their garden was fenced with hibiscus, how could it be damaged?

"It was chopped down by my little rascal and his gang."

Ji Jian was genuinely guilty, having no idea where her little rascal was hiding now, so she simply took Yi Chichi back home to look at the garden.

Then, Yi Chichi looked at their hibiscus garden fence, missing sections here and there. After seeing the ground, full of pits and holes, she fell into a long silence.

It was only a few days away from home, and she returned to find the garden fence in shambles; the destructiveness of little rascals is truly formidable.

She looked at the commissar’s garden and the ground, both in perfect condition.

The neighbor’s too.

Only her and Ji Jian’s homes were left in a lamentable state.

She took a deep breath and calmly asked, "Sister-in-law, how long were you at the service center?"

This question only made Ji Jian feel more guilty.

She looked everywhere but at Yi Chichi, "Not too long, just a few hours, I suppose."

This duration was definitely long enough for Lin Yuanchu’s little rascal to lead his buddies into destruction.

"Let me see your place."

"Come on."

Then, Yi Chichi saw Ji Jian’s house.

It had been tidied up, but the mess was still evident.

The main thing was the whitewashed walls full of abstract art in red, blue, and black, so vivid they hurt the eyes.

"Give me the broom."

The corner of her eye caught sight of a wooden stick in the corner, and she reached out her hand.

Ji Jian didn’t know what she was up to and didn’t ask, handing over the broom right away.

Yi Chichi took the broom, placed it in the corner, grabbed the arm-thick stick, walked over to her, and handed it over.

"Sister-in-law, use this to hit."

Naughty kids need a little spanking to remember.

Ji Jian paused for two seconds before bursting into laughter; Sister Yi is quite the character.

"Alright, wait for my good news."

She grabbed the stick and ran outside, Yi Chichi quickly instructed, "Remember to hit the butt, lots of flesh doesn’t get hurt."

"Well experienced!"

Ji Jian replied and zoomed away like the wind.

Wrecking her own place was one thing, but how could he wreck someone else’s yard too? That rascal indeed needs discipline.

Watching her figure fade into the distance, Yi Chichi clicked her tongue, great, she’ll soon hear Lin Yuanchu’s crying again.

She leisurely returned home, turned around the house, and found that apart from some dust, it didn’t need a big cleaning, so she fetched water to clean up.

Just after cleaning the table, Yang Qing came rushing in.

"Oh my, Chichi, what happened to your yard?"