Chapter 33 "Happy New Year, Jin."

When Xie Qiao just came in, Song Jin had already woken up.

But she didn't move.

She lay there, even burying her face on purpose.

sky!

Why didn't she wake up earlier? Now not only did she not copy any of the family rules, but even the timebook she secretly made was caught by her husband!

In fact, she wanted to pretend to be dead.

But there is no other way, I can only take a step back and pretend to sleep!

My husband is so polite, he shouldn't wake me up when I'm asleep.

When her husband goes out, she will hide the album, and if her husband asks her, she will deny it!

Song Jin didn't dare to breathe, just waited quietly for Xie Qiao to leave.

But after waiting for a long time, her husband was still standing next to her. The person next to him seemed to have never come in. He just stood there without even a sound of breathing.

She didn't look up, not knowing what Xie Qiao was waiting for.

After a while, she could only move her posture and quietly find a gap to look.

But……

She had just opened her eyes, and Xie Qiao seemed to see it.

His voice came: "Awake?"

Song Jin quickly closed her eyes, but seeing that she couldn't hide it anymore, she pretended to have just woken up, with confusion in her almond-shaped eyes.

"Hmm? It's actually dark already?"

"Luckily my husband woke me up, otherwise I would have missed the New Year's Eve."

Song Jin said this but her hands did not stop. She quietly closed the book of records and prayed in her heart that her husband would not see it and would not care.

But a cold hand stopped her.

Song Jin felt a chill on the back of her hand, and her heart was startled. She looked up at Xie Qiao and said seriously, "My husband, this is mine."

Of course Xie Qiao knew that this was hers.

But her things are now related to him.

He asked coldly, his fingertips circled the days marked with flowers in the calendar: "What is this?"

Even though he was caught red-handed, Song Jin had no intention of running away.

She didn't do anything wrong!

Song Jin blinked, his eyes full of innocence, as if he had done nothing wrong: "This is the time book."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head shyly: "It is to record the days when my husband and I will have sex in the future. If my husband and I are both busy in the future, it will be much more convenient to check it when we forget."

Song Jin spoke honestly without hiding anything.

This made Xie Qiao feel a little depressed.

Just listening to what the girl said, it seemed that she made the time book to make their future lives easier, and there was nothing wrong with it.

only……

He asked Song Jin to go to the bedroom to copy the house rules in the afternoon in order to calm her mind, but she ignored them and openly made a sex record book, which clearly showed that she did not take his words to heart!

"Song Jin." Xie Qiao called out in a cold voice.

Song Jin felt a chill on his back, and he sat up straight, holding the book in his hand.

Xie Qiao seldom called her by her full name, and she was terribly frightened when he called her that now.

She responded obediently: "Yes."

Xie Qiao continued coldly, "You did not copy the house rules on time today, so you will lose your reward today."

Song Jin: “!”

She felt a little regretful, wondering why she was so careless and let drinking cause trouble!

But……

She asked cautiously, "My dear, do we still want to have sex today?"

Hearing the girl's pitiful question, Xie Qiao was stunned.

He clenched his fists and didn't answer for a long time.

Song Jin was not in a hurry. She looked at her notebook. Today was the first day of the first page of the notebook. She even used a big flower to record it.

After an unknown amount of time, Xie Qiao finally responded, "As usual today."

Song Jin raised the corner of his mouth slightly and lowered his head to respond: "Oh."

It was hard to tell the emotion in the girl's voice, but Xie Qiao felt that his dignity as a teacher was as light as the snow falling on the ground.

It fell, but it was blown away by the wind.

He closed his eyes.

As a teacher, he should be trustworthy and set an example.

Song Jin did not complete his homework today, so he should be punished.

But today is New Year's Eve, which is also the tenth day for sexual intercourse, and it should also be observed.

As he thought about it, an evil fire rose from his body.

The girl in front of him was sweet and well-behaved, but she always made things difficult for him. She should be punished for deceiving and hiding things from him.

But the girl is still young after all, so it is normal for her to have some romantic thoughts.

He looked withered in the center of the temple, which was his own business, but the girl was so lively, so lively that it seemed as if she had brought him alive too.

He shouldn't blame Song Jin.

never mind.

When they go to Beijing in the future, he will be busy with many things to do, and they will live in two separate courtyards. By then, when she is older, she will naturally be more focused.

There is no need to rush.

only……

Still needs a little punishment.

As he thought this, he bent down and suddenly picked up Song Jin.

The girl flew up like a bird, and she whispered, "Husband?"

Xie Qiao's tone was a little unclear, and he asked sinisterly: "Are you still sleepy?"

Song Jin had just woken up, how could she be sleepy?

Then he shook his head obediently.

Seeing Song Jin burying his head in his shoulder, Xie Qiao remained silent and carried Song Jin to the bed.

The bed curtains suddenly fell, and before Song Jin could figure out what was going on, she was held in Xie Qiao's arms.

Kneeling on the bed, in front of him was Song Jin.

He whispered, "Ajin, do you want to try this this afternoon?"

[Oh my god, my husband is going to use that position! 】

[This is a huge test for the husband's waist strength. At his age, and he's injured, can he do it? 】

Song Jin was worried sincerely.

But before she could be persuaded, she groaned.

Her eyes instantly filled with tears and she bit her husband's shoulder uncontrollably.

The husband did not take off his shirt, looking just like his usual abstinent self, but his lower shirt was completely off, but she was blocking his view and could not see anything.

When she bit down, she could only bite her husband's clothes.

Thick and soft.

The bite was not satisfying at all!

As she thought about it, she wanted to raise her head and bite Xie Qiao's lips.

But Xie Qiao seemed to have predicted what Song Jin was going to do, and he turned his head to avoid her before she bit him.

Song Jin, who missed his target, said: "Hmm?"

Xie Qiao's expression did not change, and he even exerted more force, but his tone remained calm: "Ajin, I said, there is no reward today."

Song Jin opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief.

But then, she really understood what it meant to have no reward.

That night, no matter how close they sat facing each other, Xie Qiao never let her kiss his lips once.

Later, she even turned her back to Xie Qiao and could only be held in his arms, unable to kiss him even if she turned her head.

Although she and her husband did not always kiss each other when they had sex in the past.

But the more her husband wouldn't let her, the more she wanted it.

[I want to kiss!] 】

[I want a kiss!] 】

But Xie Qiao just ignored her again and again.

In the end, all Song Jin could do was hum.

She was in a daze until the sound of firecrackers was heard outside, and Song Jin came to her senses.

"Ajin." Xie Qiao hugged her from behind and gently kissed her earlobe: "Happy New Year."

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On the fifth day of the first lunar month, the streets are filled with firecrackers in the early morning.

In order to bring good luck, all merchants started their business from today, and Song Jin was no exception.

It's just that there was a funeral in Song Jin's family, so firecrackers couldn't be set off that year, otherwise she would have definitely set off a few extremely loud firecrackers.

Before dawn, Song Jin got up early to pack up.

After lighting incense for the Kitchen God and the God of Wealth and offering fresh fruit cakes, they went out in great spirits.

After the Chinese New Year, she didn’t sell many fruit cakes.

Fortunately, there were some cakes that Xiu Cui Lou had ordered long ago. They will be made and delivered today, and the remaining money can be collected.

This batch of fruits is complicated to make, just like the ones her husband drew for her.

Song Jin got up early and prepared to go to the stall, but as soon as he arrived at Que'er's house in Chunliu Lane, he heard sounds of beating and scolding coming from inside.

Amid the curses, there was also the boy’s screaming at the top of his lungs.

Very harsh.

"You're a money-loser. I asked you to boil some water for your brother to wash his face this morning, but you actually scalded him. Tell me! What on earth were you thinking?"

Que'er's mother was cursing, and there were also clanging sounds of thrashing.

In the past, Que'er would always keep silent when facing such beatings and scoldings, but...

Que'er knelt in the snow in the yard, staring at the gate, and for the first time protested: "Mother, the water I boiled for my brother is not hot, I also use this."

The boy listened, sniffed and paused, then he cried out loudly: "Mom! It's all my sister's fault. It's all because of my sister that I got burned. I can't go to school today! It's all my sister's fault! It's all my sister's fault!"

After hearing this, Que'er's mother became even angrier, and she used all her strength to say, "You damned girl, the tuition at that school is so expensive, and you actually delayed your brother's studies like this! You deserve to die, you deserve to die!"

Que'er gritted her teeth and groaned, "Mother, my brother is the one who doesn't want to go to school, so he falsely accused me. It's useless for him to go to school. Mother, you might as well let him learn some skills from father earlier."

Que'er's mother was furious: "You damn girl! Your damn father is poor, and you dare to curse my son to be poor! You have such a vicious heart! I will beat you to death!"

At this point, Que'er stopped explaining.

She closed her eyes, trying to get through this difficult morning.

She suddenly missed the time when she made steamed buns and cakes with Sister Xiaojin. She was really happy at that time.

I don’t know if such days will ever come again.

As she was thinking this, she suddenly heard a knock on the door.

The bird suddenly looked up.

Mother Que'er also heard it. She threw the stick on the ground angrily and went to open the door while cursing: "Who is so ignorant to knock on the door so early in the morning?"

Que'er's mother opened the door cursing.

Song Jin's little face appeared in front of her, and she said politely, "Aunt, I have a job today, and I need Que'er to help me for a day. I will pay her, just like before. I wonder if Que'er is free today?"

Que'er's mother glared at Song Jin and said, "You wait."

Then she walked to Que'er who was kneeling on the ground and kicked her with her foot: "You're not dead, are you? If you're not dead, go and make money for me! Your brother has been delayed by a money-loser like you. You will owe your brother for the rest of your life. All your money will be spent on your brother. Got it!"

Que'er didn't respond. She just nodded silently, patted the snow on her knees, gathered her scattered hair, and walked to the door: "Sister Xiaojin, let's go."

"Yeah, there's a lot of work today, so we have to work for a while." Song Jin said, and deliberately said loudly: "Maybe I can come back later today, and I'll give you more wages!"

When Que'er's mother heard the wages, her ears perked up: "You little bitch, don't forget to bring the money back!"

Que'er didn't respond. She just bit her lip and pulled Song Jin quickly out.

When they were almost at the street corner, she suddenly knelt down in front of Song Jin.

Song Jin was startled and hurried to help her, but Que'er didn't remember it at all.

With red eyes, she said to Song Jin, "Sister Xiaojin, if you hadn't come today, you might not see me in the future."