Peaceful Farm Life
Chapter 752 - 753: Impulse, Strangled in the Cradle_1

Chapter 752: Chapter 753: Impulse, Strangled in the Cradle_1

Yet what could she do to oppose him?

...

An Jing knew without thinking that Official Liu must be feeling smug at the moment, believing he had her dancing on the palm of his hand.

Glancing back in the direction where Official Liu’s office was, An Jing then smiled and continued walking forward with Xiao Changyi.

Just as An Jing and Xiao Changyi were leaving the Agricultural Institute, they happened upon Li Jifan, who was just returning from an outside task.

It had been a long time since Li Jifan had seen An Jing, and during the period he hadn’t seen her, An Jing had visited the Agricultural Institute many times, but unfortunately, due to his busy schedule, he had missed the chance to encounter her.

And since An Jing did not reside in the county anymore, it wasn’t appropriate for him to travel so far to seek her out.

Today, to his surprise, he ran into An Jing. Li Jifan immediately beamed with joy, and hurried over to An Jing, bowing with a smile, "Lord An."

Following that, he lowered his hands, turned his head, and said to Xiao Changyi with a smile, "Xiao Bio Gong, you’re accompanying Lord An to the Agricultural Institute again."

Li Jifan was an official, and although Xiao Changyi was the spouse of an official, since the official position held by Xiao’s wife was not very high, in the eyes of the people here, Li Jifan’s status was naturally much higher than Xiao Changyi’s.

Li Jifan certainly saw it that way too.

So, Li Jifan didn’t bow to Xiao Changyi, but was much more casual. Even, there was a hint of condescension in his demeanor.

No, not just a hint.

It was quite real.

Li Jifan truly believed that Xiao Changyi, a farmer’s son, was not worthy of An Jing. Ever since An Jing had succeeded in keeping the grafted cucumber seedlings alive, he had thought Xiao Changyi was very unsuitable for her. Now that An Jing had also discovered that crop rotation could prevent pests and diseases, and had made another significant achievement, he felt even more strongly that Xiao Changyi was unworthy of An Jing.

If only An Jing had not married yet, then he could have...

Thinking this, Li Jifan let out a deep sigh in his heart. He and she should have met much earlier.

An Jing also picked up on Li Jifan’s disparaging attitude towards her husband, and immediately retorted in defense, "Official Li, why do you say ’again’? It sounds like you think my husband shouldn’t accompany me here."

Even if that was what Li Jifan meant, he would not admit it. He quickly denied, "No, no, no, I didn’t mean that. I just said it offhandedly, it was a slip of the tongue, Lord An, please don’t misunderstand. It’s fitting for your husband to personally protect you as a woman."

"So it was a misunderstanding," An Jing drew out her words. After a pause, she added, "I had been thinking, if someone feels my husband should not accompany me here, I would let him stay at home and not come to the Agricultural Institute with me anymore. But now that you, Official Li, have said my husband’s protection is quite fitting... I’ve thought it over, and it seems you’re right. Alright then, I’ll continue to bring my husband with me in the future."

Li Jifan felt like he had a fishbone stuck in his throat, terribly uncomfortable.

At this moment, he really wanted to say that it wasn’t a misunderstanding, that it was true; and also not fitting... to persuade An Jing not to always allow Xiao Changyi to accompany her to the Agricultural Institute. He truly disliked seeing An Jing and Xiao Changyi appearing before him as a couple.

But the problem was, these words had just come out of his mouth; how could he take them back? Wouldn’t that mean slapping his own face?

Fearing he might act impulsively and slap his own face, Li Jifan bowed again to An Jing, "Lord An, I have some urgent matters to attend to, so I will go inside first."

He was extremely concerned about his dignity, and he definitely would not allow himself to be embarrassed. That impulse to slap his own face would better be nipped in the bud early on.