The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law
Chapter 764 - 758: Cousin’s Wedding Gift

Chapter 764: Chapter 758: Cousin’s Wedding Gift

"Cousin, you’re drunk."

Lin Qianqing steadied Jin Xiaoran, who was swaying on his feet, and helped him sit down on the couch by the bed.

Jin Xiaoran belched a drunken hiccup, chuckled, and said, "Yes... a bit much, but it won’t interfere with our wedding night."

The men of the Jin Family were not lacking in looks, and Jin Xiaoran, who had just reached the age of twenty last year, was especially handsome. Lin Qianqing had seen him many times since they were children and had affectionately called him ’cousin,’ but she had never fancied him as a man.

Facing the impending wedding night, she was at a loss.

Jin Xiaoran’s face loomed before her eyes, and she turned her head away.

In that glance, her gaze happened to sweep over to a brocade box on the table. She suddenly said, "Right, that’s a congratulatory gift from my cousin. I haven’t had the chance to look at it yet. Cousin, you sit here for a moment; I’m going to see what she sent me."

Jin Xiaoran made a grab at nothing, his face showing a touch of displeasure. Yet, he also stood up, curious about Lin Qianqing’s treasured gift.

"You’ve received enough congratulatory gifts to keep you busy for days. Why are you in such a hurry to look at this one?"

As Lin Qianqing untied the silk ribbon on the box, she replied, "It’s from my cousin."

"Which cousin?" It seemed Lin Qianqing had quite a number of cousins.

"The cousin from the Gu Family," she said.

Jin Xiaoran’s displeasure became apparent as he said, "The country girl from the Gu Family, the doctor from Jisheng Hall?"

If it had been a cousin from the Ducal Residence, it would have been one thing—they were his own cousins—and yet, the gift she prized was from the Gu Family cousin.

The relatives from Lin Xingyi’s side were all poor kin who toiled in the soil.

What kind of congratulatory gift could a poor, unsophisticated relative possibly offer that she would treasure so much?

He, too, wanted to see.

Lin Qianqing opened the box and took out the painting that was inside.

Jin Xiaoran raised an eyebrow, commenting, "This silk is indeed high-quality, but it’s nothing special in my estate. If you like it, I’ll send you a whole bunch tomorrow."

Lin Qianqing paid him no mind and rapidly unfurled the scroll.

The painting showed a dark expanse dotted with strange points of light—something utterly foreign to Jin Xiaoran, who had no understanding of the universe.

He pointed at the painting and laughed loudly, "What’s this mess? Is this the painting your bumpkin cousin sent you? Hilarious..."

But Lin Qianqing did not share his sentiment, instead, she cherished the painting, looking for the perfect spot in the room. Selecting a suitable location, she took down a genuine masterpiece from the wall and carefully hung up the painting Gu Youyou had given her.

Jin Xiaoran was startled by her strange behavior, and said, "My love, your own paintings are quite splendid. Wouldn’t a painting of your own be a hundred, a thousand times better than this pitch-black mess? Why treat it like a treasure?"

Lin Qianqing laughed softly and said, "You don’t understand this... This is the whole world!" She pointed to the painting as she spoke.

"What?" Jin Xiaoran tried to show patience as he looked with her at the odd piece of art.

Suddenly, Lin Qianqing pointed excitedly at one of the beautiful spheres and said, "See? This is the land we live on."

Jin Xiaoran felt sober; it must be Lin Qianqing who was drunk. He pointed at another sphere, chuckling, "And what about this one?"

"This one?" Lin Qianqing pondered, recalling the words Gu Youyou had once told her.

A moment later, she exclaimed again, "This must be the sun."

Jin Xiaoran rolled his eyes, taking her whimsical childlike fantasies in stride, he said, "Alright, this is the sun, but now is not the time to study it. My love, come here, let me help you change."