My Wife is a Psychic

262 In Jail Too

With that, Old Madam Zhao turned around and dragged Zhao Hongwei out to give him a good scolding, “You’re really blind yo have provoked such a cruel and unscrupulous person! This kind of daughter should have been drowned when she was born!” The Old Madam hugged her daughter and cried sadly. It was a pity that her younger daughter had yet to enjoy a good life.

Jiang Xi leaned against the wall of the prison cell. Not long after, the officer came in again. He did not act obsequiously and wretchedly like he did in front of Zhao Panpan. He quickly opened the door and, under the dumbfounded gazes of the Zhao family, respectfully helped Jiang Xi out and placed the cushion on her back.

“These are the desserts from the eastern part of the city that you wanted to eat yesterday. Just now, the Pure Consort came in and I didn’t dare to bring them in, so there was a delay.” The bailiff arranged the desserts for Jiang Xi in an orderly manner. There were sunflower seeds, snacks, and pig’s feet on the table. The rest of the officers quickly opened the windows for ventilation, and some officers were peeling sunflower seeds for Jiang Xi.

“You’re absolutely right. The few shops that you want to buy from have all given me a discount. You don’t even have to say it, but whichever shop you want to eat from, that shop will have a gathering of guests. The number of customers in the shop will suddenly increase. Because of this job, others always feel that we’re unlucky and don’t like to interact with us. Let’s not talk about other things, just our prison, we were so free that we killed mosquitoes every day. However, ever since you came, it’s been full every day!” The officers looked at Jiang Xi with respect, which stunned the Zhao family. Was it a proud thing to have a full prison?

Zhao Yingying’s face was full of tears, and she looked extremely embarrassed at this time. In the morning, when the Zhao family entered the prison, Zhao Yingying was still holding Jiang Xi and crying her heart out. Although she felt that something was wrong when she held Jiang Xi, she felt that her sister-in-law was a little fat. At that time, she thought it was her illusion, but now…

“Sister-in-law, is this the reason why you’re still gaining weight even though you’re in prison?” Zhao Yingying asked faintly, her eyes full of resentment.

Jiang Xi was holding a big chicken leg in her left hand and a big pig trotter in her right hand. Her mouth was full of oil, and he looked at Zhao Yingying with her big eyes, looking particularly innocent. “I didn’t say that I’ve suffered here…”

Zhao Yingying was speechless. “Give me a chicken leg,” she said as she reached out her hand.

The members of the Zhao family were dumbfounded. What the f*ck, what was going on? If they had not come in, they would not have known that Jiang Xi was living such a carefree life in prison! What was even more frightening was that the officer had opened the other locked compartment of the cell. Inside, there were pink and tender decorations, a large, lavish dressing table, and a layer of wool blanket. The large, round bed was so soft that one would want to roll on it. There was even a curtain separating the room into a bathroom. It was probably not much worse than the room in the Zhao family!

The officer also introduced, “This big bed was sponsored by Boss Wang of the east of the city. The curtain and quilt cover were all sponsored by Jinyi Pavilion. The wool blanket on the ground was a gift. The dressing table is made of yellow rosewood. If you don’t like it, we can change it again. It’s free! By the way, the food street in the city center asked if you would like to have a banquet. They said that one can’t be too selfish and should be fair.” The officers nodded and bowed, their tone very sincere.

“By the way, the owner of the coffin shop also asked if you could give him some business.” The officer asked with a smile, and the Zhao family members all held their foreheads.

“Are you planning to book a coffin and burial place in advance after I die tomorrow?” Jiang Xi raised his eyebrows.

“No, no. I mean, where are you going to settle down? Hehe, when the time comes, I’ll move my whole family there and be company at your grave. “The officer grinned.

Before Jiang Xi could say anything, Zhao Yingying smacked the officer’s head with her big bone. “Who wants to be your neighbor! Even if sister-in-law wants to look for the neighbors, she should look for me first!”

The next morning, each member of the Zhao family had a bowl of rice, and there was a big chicken leg buried under the rice.

“Why is it that Jiang Xi has chicken, duck, fish, meat, bird’s nest, and abalone every day, which is a feast that can’t be finished, but we only have a chicken leg in our last meal?” Old Master Zhao took a chicken leg and gave it to his youngest daughter. He saw a long table in front of Jiang Xi, which looked like a banquet. It seemed that the tables in the prison cell had been put together. He compared it to their situation. There was a broken bowl in front of them, with only a few vegetables and a chicken leg on it. They were both in prison, but the difference was obvious.