My Wife is a Psychic

“Come and eat. You’re already an adult, but you don’t have any sense of life.” Yang Fen looked at Jiang Xi and said. Her other brothers couldn’t help but look at Jiang Xi, and Jiang Qi’s eyes were filled with joy.

The Jiang family’s dining table was a wooden table from more than ten years ago, which had been coated with starch. It looked dark on the surface, but it was very clean and tidy. There were a few large bowls on the table. There was not much rice in the bowls, only rice soup. In the middle was a stack of cold wild vegetables and home-grown beans and potatoes. There was no meat or fish, but it was enough to fill the stomach. The rice bowl was cracked, so they had to pay more attention when eating to avoid cutting their mouths.

“I didn’t buy anything today. When your father wakes up tomorrow, I’ll kill one of the roosters for you to eat. Your father will drink the soup, and you guys will eat the meat.” Yang Fen said indifferently as she sat at the dining table. Her expression was a little casual, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Jiang Guoyou was injured and could only drink some chicken soup. At this time, the three sons of the Jiang family were all happy when they heard that there would be chicken to eat tomorrow.

“Jiang Xi, you can’t be as impulsive as you are today in the future, you know? Your father was injured today. I’m afraid it was because of you...” Yang Fen suddenly remembered what had happened during the day and said to Jiang Xi. Her words seemed to imply that she was blaming Jiang Xi for everything.

Jiang Xi was stunned. She pointed at herself in surprise and asked Yang Fen, “You mean, it’s all my fault?”

Before Yang Fen could nod her head, Jiang Xi said very seriously, “I didn’t chop off Jiang Guoyou’s legs. I didn’t stop him from working, and I didn’t ask someone to beat him up.” The director of Zhoushan Mental Hospital once said that one must never admit to mistakes that he did not make. If one was really suppressed by others to admit their mistakes, then they must make sure that their mistakes were real! So... Jiang Xi was wondering if she should break Jiang Guoyou’s other leg.

“Yes, you didn’t do these things, but all of them started because of you. Otherwise, why would your uncle, Yang Shaoqun, be so cruel? I don’t even know how to face your uncle now...” Yang Fen sighed and put down her bowl and chopsticks. She felt like she was going to lose her appetite due to Jiang Xi’s ignorant remarks.

Seeing Yang Fen put down her bowl, Jiang Xi said immediately, “You’re full? Aren’t you going to eat?” After Yang Fen nodded, Jiang Xi poured all the rice that Yang Fen had barely eaten into her bowl and ate very happily. Yang Fen had originally wanted Jiang Xi to say a few good words to persuade her so that she could continue to say what she wanted to say. However, Jiang Xi’s actions made her unable to say a word. It was said that a daughter would always be good at home, right? Why was their daughter like this?

The people at the table were dumbfounded as they watched Jiang Xi sweep away the food on the table like a swarm of locusts.

“Ahem, Jiang Xi... I’m glad you can still eat. Don’t do anything stupid again. I’ll find you a good husband.” Yang Fen tried to open her mouth. At the moment she opened her mouth, Jiang Er raised his head and held the bowl for a long time without moving, as if his mind was not on eating.

“Jiang Xi, what kind of partner are you looking for? I’ll get someone to ask around for you. You child, don’t be too picky now...” Yang Fen sighed again as she spoke. Her good daughter had become like this, and her marriage was not going smoothly. She was really too worried. Yang Fen had thought that Jiang Xi would be unwilling to talk about marriage again after suffering so much. She had thought that she would bring up the idea of exchange marriage. However, Jiang Xi suddenly looked at her with a burning gaze and her body glowed with a flash of terrifying brilliance. Yang Fen’s heart skipped a beat.

“I want someone whose ancestors didn’t do anything good, someone who has a restless harem, someone whose family can’t be more unlucky, and I want...” Jiang Xi counted on her fingers one by one, roughly meaning that she wanted to find an unlucky man who had done many evil things in his previous life and had come back to pay off his debts in this life. Just as Jiang Xi was engrossed in her speech, an urgent voice suddenly came from outside the door. “Jiang Xi! Come out! Come out!” The sound at the door was extremely mournful. At this moment, the sky was already dark, and this sound frightened many people and made them light up their oil lamps.