Ye Qing had transmigrated into a book — into a 1970s military marriage novel — as a “background wall.” a character who only existed in the conversations between the female and male leads.
Since I, as the principal, can't control them, let Political Commissar Zhang worry about it! I'll find time to talk to him about the work style of some family members in the family compound.
A day without incident.
After school in the afternoon, Qin Ye came again.
This time Li Yongcheng didn't say a word, he just smiled and greeted him.
Qin Ye was not impressed by him either and just nodded slightly.
Looking at Ye Qing hugging his waist and laughing in the sunset, Li Yongcheng suddenly felt that days like Qin Ye's seemed pretty good.
With a lovely wife by his side, he lives a happy life. But why does he dislike the one at home?
My dear, she is as big and strong as a man, but she lets me pamper her every day. It is more fun to pamper a pig than to pamper her!
If she could be as beautiful as Ye Qing, maybe I could pamper her!
Scratching his head, Li Yongcheng closed the school gate and walked towards home.
When he got home, he was furious to find that his wife hadn't cooked! She was holding Xiaobao and playing with him. When she saw him coming back, she looked at him and shouted, "Go cook! There's no vegetables at home. Go pick some from the vegetable garden."
In the setting sun, Zhuang Xinrou's back was like a wall, instantly blocking his yearning for a better life.
My god, what’s the point of pampering a woman like this?
He sat down on the stool and said unhappily, "I won't go. I'm tired after a day's work. If you don't want to work, go to the cafeteria and get food."
Zhuang Xinrou seemed to have expected him to say that, and shouted to the room: "Big brother, second brother, take your lunch boxes and follow me to get food!"
After saying that, he picked up the child and walked out as if he didn't exist.
After waiting for a long time but seeing no one coming back, he couldn't wait any longer, so he stood up and walked towards the cafeteria. Halfway there, he saw his wife walking back with the children. The lunch boxes in their hands were empty, with nothing inside.
He was stunned for a long time and asked: "Didn't you go to get food? Where's the food?"
Zhuang Xinrou looked at him and smiled: "We ate it. We've all finished it."
The eldest son, Li Jian, said to him excitedly, "Dad, there is braised pork in the cafeteria today. My mom packed us a portion and it's delicious! You should go quickly. If you go too late, it may be gone."
The second son, Li Song, shook his head. “There’s no food left now. When I came back, I took a special look and found that not only the braised pork was gone, but other dishes were gone too. There were only steamed buns and rice porridge left.”
Li Yongcheng was dumbfounded.
Is my wife trying to starve me?
"No... Why didn't you tell me you were going to the cafeteria to eat? I don't have any food to eat, what should I do?"
Zhuang Xinrou glanced at him and changed her hand to hold the child: "You have hands and feet, can't you do it yourself? Since you go to the canteen to get food, how hot will it be after you buy it? Do you have to wait until I get home to serve you? The food is cold, and the child has a stomachache after eating it, what do you care about?"
After saying that, she carried the children home, followed by her two jumping sons, chattering all the way.
Li Yongcheng was extremely angry, but he couldn't find any reason to refute.
There was no choice but to go to the vegetable garden to pick two vegetables and go home to make some noodles for a meal.
Looking at the messy house and eating the bland noodles in the soup, he felt less and less satisfied. He couldn't help but sigh and put down his chopsticks.
"Boss, come here!"