The Delicate Darling with Her Rough Man novel Chapter 552

Chapter 552: Chapter 548: Became a Joke

She was nineteen, which wasn’t actually that old.

Especially since Gu Jiaojiao had fair, delicate skin and was pretty and vivacious, a look that made her seem even younger.

Wang Xiuhua stared at Gu Jiaojiao’s dewy face, her own filled with envy. "I’m not asking for much. I just hope my baby is born with skin as fair and delicate as Jiaojiao’s."

Chen Xiaoli nodded. "You’d really be blessed then. So many people would kill for skin like that."

In the villages now, people could barely feed and clothe themselves, and sometimes even went hungry. There was simply no way to focus on nutrition, so most babies were born all wrinkly—neither plump nor pretty.

They were born looking like little red monkeys, and as they grew, they turned into dark little mud loaches.

There wasn’t a single child with such fair, delicate skin in the entire village.

"I’m so envious of Jiaojiao. That Leng Yuan really knows how to pamper his wife."

She seemed to get more radiant by the day, a clear sign she was being meticulously cared for.

Gu Jiaojiao felt a little embarrassed by the teasing, but luckily, she was thick-skinned and didn’t let it show on her face in the slightest.

"Now, now, you two," she said. "I believe it when others say they envy me, but which of your husbands doesn’t dote on his wife? I’m the one who’s envious!"

And it was true.

When Chen Xiaoli was pregnant, Xu Chongfeng would work all day and then go hunting in the mountains after he finished, all just so she could have a few bites of meat to eat.

It was the same for Wang Xiuhua. Zhao Tiezhu wasn’t a man of many words, but he knew how to show he cared. When he heard that Wang Xiuhua had gotten into trouble, he had been worried sick.

The two women blushed at being teased.

Clearly, their skin wasn’t as thick as Gu Jiaojiao’s.

While the three of them were chatting happily at the Zhao family’s home, things were getting lively outside.

Xu Wenwan came out of her house with Yun Hao. They planned to head to the Educated Youth compound first to pay New Year’s visits to everyone, and Xu Wenwan immediately agreed.

After her neighbor left, Aunt Chen turned to the people around her and complained angrily, "That Educated Youth Yun’s skill is just no match for Leng Yuan’s. If I’d known, I never would have asked him. He made me lose so much face."

When had she ever lost out to her neighbor before? But this time, her couplets just couldn’t compare.

Yun Hao happened to walk up just in time to hear Aunt Chen’s words, and his face darkened.

’I can’t compare to Leng Yuan?’

’Impossible.’

Unconvinced, Yun Hao looked over and saw the two lines of neat calligraphy on the red couplets at Aunt Chen’s door. ’They look perfectly fine, no matter how you look at them,’ he thought.

Then he looked at the house next door. The calligraphy there was fluid and dynamic, like soaring dragons and dancing phoenixes. The brushstrokes were sharp yet flowed with a natural grace, forming a style all their own.

This was calligraphy on a master’s level.

And his own calligraphy, which he had considered quite good, looked like an absolute joke next to the one written by Leng Yuan.