Chapter 27 Big Scoop: It's really good to have a wife.

Li Jianzhi had watched many TV dramas, many of which featured the "honey trap" and various scenes of men and women flirting. From a third-party perspective, such flirting seemed extremely rudimentary and overly contrived, and he couldn't understand the fun in it at all.

Now that he is "trapped in this situation," he finally understands the true meaning of it.

"Where do you want me to rub?" Li Jianzhi asked calmly, but his heart was in turmoil. It was the first time he had ever flirted with a woman, and he knew he lacked experience, but he couldn't show his weakness. Fortunately, he had long since developed the skill of remaining calm and composed.

His Adam's apple bobbed as he felt a little thirsty. Perhaps he himself was thirsty and wanted to drink some water to cool down his body and moisten his lips and tongue.

The man's gaze swept over the beautiful woman's face, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly once again, "She's so good at this!"

Wait a minute... she's not going to ask me to rub "that place"?

Li Jianzhi froze, every hair on his body tensing up. He looked down at his fingers, each knuckle distinct, longer than the fingers of an average man.

When he was a child, in order to appear cultured and keep up with the times, back in the 1990s when "tiger parenting" wasn't popular, all sorts of extracurricular classes were popular, especially talent and skill classes.

During elementary school, Li Jianzhi studied painting and sketching, as well as violin, piano, and guzheng. However, these were only superficial experiences. In junior high school, the tutoring classes were mainly for regular subjects like math and English.

His fingers should be fairly nimble, right? I wonder if she'll be satisfied with her fingering? The man glanced at the piano not far away, trying to suppress his inner turmoil.

Being with such a "highly skilled" woman is a daily surprise.

Could it be that we'll have the chance to act out scenes we've seen in movies, TV series, novels, and action films in the future?

"You, you still ask me where to rub? I... I feel uncomfortable everywhere, and it's all your fault!" The little drama queen has started to throw a tantrum without reason. No matter what happens, she blames others. She just throws a tantrum, she's unreasonable, and she's just making a scene.

Li Jianzhi nodded: "It's my fault."

He felt he had finally understood what women couldn't say. "Li Jianzhi, you really have low emotional intelligence." After what happened last night, he had originally intended to ask her this morning if she was in pain or uncomfortable.

Some novels describe swelling as a symptom, but he read it before bed yesterday and it wasn't that serious. Of course, it's natural for her to feel uncomfortable, and he can understand that.

She ate so little meat at night, could it be because she's not feeling well? Should I massage her throat?

"Shall I massage it for you?" Speaking of which, Li Jianzhi had indeed learned some massage techniques to relieve muscle soreness from an old military doctor in the army. Outside the army, old Chinese medicine doctors are often seen as quacks who cheat and deceive, but in the army, having a reliable massage therapist is considered a skilled talent, and the comrades around him would probably treat him like a little emperor.

Qin Xiangxiang was like a stunned little otter, lying there dumbfounded, while the other person seemed to be really giving her a massage.

Does it hurt when I press this acupoint?

Qin Xiangxiang rolled over with a humming sound. She felt a little sore, but after the massage, she felt a sense of smooth flow in her meridians. She arched her back and said, "You can massage my shoulders later too."

“Okay.” Li Jianzhi’s eyes darkened.

Now he's the one who can just randomly touch things, and the woman beside him is like a plump Guiwei lychee on a June branch, having absorbed a lot of sugar and water, becoming full and firm.

When you peel it open, you can't see any syrup. Only when you put it in your mouth do you realize how sweet and juicy it is.

Peeling off the sweet lychee, Qin Xiangxiang lowered her head and bit into the sweet flesh. With her eyes closed, she pushed his head, and then she began to feel that something was wrong.

What is her frigid, deadbeat husband doing?

“Think about it…” he called her name while looking down.

He originally just wanted to check if she was feeling unwell. She seemed fine on the surface, so he couldn't control himself. It was like suddenly liking a certain food and wanting to eat it every day after eating it once. He couldn't control his stomach.

Food is the most important thing for people, and they are craving it.

He's been starving for so many years, at least let him have a few days to eat his fill, Li Jianzhi comforted himself. His movements were practiced and skillful, but his usual ability to keep his emotions hidden still revealed his true nature, with a hint of intoxication in his eyes.

I've gotten a taste for it.

The next day, Qin Xiangxiang glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was past eight o'clock again. Her pretty face was blank. Well, that's it. Last night she had been complaining of sore legs and feet without any real illness.

This seems a bit sour now.

Her legs felt weak when she got out of bed. Although she was hungry, she hesitated to go outside because she didn't want to see her big, dead husband at all.

It would be one thing if he just hit his wife when he was angry, but he actually did...

Never mind, eating is the most important thing.

This morning she didn't want noodles. She wanted something sweet, not oily, and wanted porridge. But then she decided to have a boiled egg instead, and then she wanted to drink two bowls of sweet soy milk in one go!

She ordered her stinky man to buy soy milk, and to bring it back piping hot soy milk to drink slowly.

Qin Xiangxiang pushed the door open and walked out. The chubby little boy, who was doing math problems on a small stool in the corridor, immediately said when he saw his mother, "Mom, I want to go to kindergarten! Dad won't let me go to kindergarten!"

“I’m on vacation during this period, so let me take care of him. He doesn’t need to go to kindergarten. I’ve already told his teacher.” Li Jianzhi sat down with an air of nonchalance and took a bite of the flatbread in his hand.

His father-in-law is such a good man. He told him not to buy so much breakfast, but he insisted on buying it, afraid that his daughter, son-in-law, and grandson would go hungry. He even bought three bowls of soy milk.

Unfortunately, most of them were eaten by Li Jianzhi.

Fortunately, he didn't buy fried dough sticks today, as they were too oily. The flatbread was alright, though a bit dry. Li Jianzhi doesn't really like sweet soy milk. He used to make soy milk with a high-speed blender, basically without adding sugar, and drink it directly to reduce his daily sugar intake.

This little chubby boy is too fat to drink sweet soy milk. Li Jianzhi is planning to order milk for him and boil it in the morning.

"Okay, you can take care of the child. Li Jianzhi, I want to drink some fresh, piping hot soy milk. Go get me a thermos and make me a pot."

"Okay." Li Jianzhi picked up the chubby boy and went to buy soy milk. "Run, boy, buy soy milk for Mom."

"Can I skip doing the questions if I buy soy milk?"

Li Jianzhi said coldly, "No."

"Today we will memorize the sentences and vocabulary from the first lesson of Chinese."

"Waaaaaahh ...

Li Jianzhi bought the soy milk, and Qin Xiangxiang peeled a boiled egg and ate it slowly with the soy milk. Li Jianzhi asked with concern, "Why don't you eat more?"

Qin Xiangxiang: "..."

"Ahhh!!! Daddy, I want to eat!" the chubby boy shouted. Li Jianzhi pinched his little face and said, "You can eat a little and let Mommy eat."

"Stepfather! Stepmother!"

Qin Xiangxiang laughed out loud, finding the interaction between the father and son as entertaining as watching a play.

"I'll take him to the shipyard later. What do you think about your 4 PM shift? I'll rush back and take you there."

"If you feel tired, take a nap."

As Qin Xiangxiang drank her soy milk and listened to the other person's concerned words, she felt a little uncomfortable all over. Her mother, Zhou Aodong, had scolded her a lot since she was a child, and her father rarely disciplined her, but he didn't dare to spoil her too much either. This man in front of her seemed to have suddenly taken the wrong medicine and was suddenly being so considerate to her.

Even if you wanted to scold him, you couldn't find a reason to do so.

Li Jianzhi let the chubby boy do his homework in the room, promising him a peach shortbread if he finished it carefully. He returned to his wife's room, hugged her from behind, and whispered, "Think about it, with me here, I won't let anyone bully you anymore."

Qin Xiangxiang was confused: "???" Who bullied her? She was already being kind by not bullying others.

“Your grandma and your aunt both bully you. Our child has also been corrupted by them. We must correct him and prevent him from disrespecting his mother.” Li Jianzhi was determined to have Qin Xiangxiang and her son join the army. The child was still young and could be educated. He had to be removed from the previous circle of influence and prevent him from having contact with the people there.

"They really aren't good people." Qin Xiangxiang agreed with the man's words, but they were her elders, and her father, Qin Wutong, had been so good to her. She didn't want to embarrass her father, no matter how much she acted up.

"Let me tell you, my aunt has been incredibly proud of herself all these years, and she even thinks she's the real city dweller. Our suburban factory and our workers' housing are all in the countryside... And my uncle is actually quite eccentric. Did you know he had a sworn brother back in his hometown?" Qin Xiangxiang whispered to the man in front of her, revealing some juicy gossip. She had been keeping these things to herself for a long time. She was an only child, without any siblings, and she didn't want to air her family's dirty laundry in public. Even knowing such explosive news, she had no one to talk to.

But it wouldn't matter if I talked to Li Jianzhi. He's a cold and aloof guy, not one to gossip. Talking to him would be like talking to a "corpse."

If they get divorced, they'll be worlds apart, and that will be the end of it all.

Li Jianzhi was shocked: "Sworn brothers?" Was that what he meant?

Seeing the shocked look on his face, Qin Xiangxiang immediately laughed. The little devil thought arrogantly, "I'm more knowledgeable than you. Today I'll show you something."

"You've never heard of it, have you? You don't know what it means."

Li Jianzhi: "...I might know a little bit."

Qin Xiangxiang was shocked: "????!!!"

She asked incredulously, "How did you know? Did you also...?"

Li Jianzhi immediately replied, "I'm from the Northeast, where we don't have that custom."

Li Jianzhi, known as "Master Hu," naturally identified himself as being from Northeast China.

"In short, my uncle-in-law, he once had a 'male wife' arranged for him by his parents in the countryside, do you understand? Do you understand?" Qin Xiangxiang spoke softly, but could not suppress her excitement. Heaven knows how earth-shattering it was when she overheard her parents' casual conversation.

"Several years after my aunt and uncle got married, that male wife from their rural hometown came looking for him, demanding that my uncle take responsibility..."

"It seems they got him a job too... I used to think he was some kind of relative of theirs..." Qin Xiangxiang whispered to the man about strange people and events.

Zhou Aodong didn't want Qin Xiangxiang to work the long-day shift because he didn't want her to be among those gossipy "long-tongued women," since the long-day shift was easy, people were idle, and they loved to talk about "strange and unusual" things.

When Qin Xiangxiang was a child, she played in the factory and heard many stories about ghosts and monsters. Some aunties said that when they were young, they saw ghosts. When they buried their elders, the XX placed on the coffin kept shaking, which was said to be due to the strong evil energy...

They either gossip about this family or that family, or all sorts of strange and bizarre stories. Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, there were concubines and mistresses. Later, those concubines remarried, each with their own legendary and chaotic stories. Some remarried to their husbands' brothers, or even their grandsons!

She had also heard a story about a male worker's family: his grandfather married his grandmother, but his grandmother had a crush on his grandfather's older brother before the marriage. After they got married, she had two sons with his grandfather's older brother, but his grandfather and grandmother continued to live together, and his grandfather's older brother always had another wife...

"Hmm..." Li Jianzhi nodded several times. He didn't make any judgments, but he felt a little itchy. When his wife whispered to him about the exciting "big gossip", she looked a bit like a little hamster holding a big sunflower seed, with bright and cute eyes.

At the same time, he felt a little emotional, thinking that after so many years, someone had finally taken the initiative to share gossip with him.

Indeed, it's good to have a wife.