Chapter 67 Ji Xuening, does your butt hurt?

Ji Xuening snapped out of her daze and quickly lowered her head: "I don't dislike you, you're very nice."

"Then why are you still looking down?"

Wang Yuqing was even more puzzled.

Ji Xuening cursed under his breath, "Damn it, I can't exactly tell her that I have ulterior motives just by looking at her, can I?"

Wang Yuqing tilted her head and looked him up and down. Considering what happened that night, if he didn't dislike her, then he must have taken a liking to her.

She asked softly, "So, do you have feelings for me?"

The man was flustered, his face flushed red like Guan Yu's. Despite being a grown man, he felt a sense of shame. He forced himself to remain calm and said stiffly, "I'll go eat."

Wang Yuqing chuckled to herself. The man in front of her was really interesting. It seemed he had truly fallen for her? Thinking this, a sweet feeling rose in her heart.

Ji Xuening went to the kitchen, lifted the pot lid, and found a large bowl of potato and red date porridge and a plate of stir-fried shredded cabbage.

His first reaction was, "It's not spicy?"

Wang Yuqing crossed her arms, leaned against the door, and said with a smile, "How was it? Did Comrade Ji Xuening like this meal today?"

Ji Xuening picked up the porridge and vegetables, turned to look at Wang Yuqing: "It has always suited my taste."

"You're talking nonsense!"

Seeing that he was still pretending, Wang Yuqing couldn't help but swear.

Ji Xuening was taken aback, his thick eyebrows furrowing slightly: "What, why are you swearing?"

Wang Yuqing stormed over, shouting, "I'm going to scold you! Are you even a man? Why are you being so shy?"

The next second, she glanced at Ji Xuening's buttocks: "Does your butt hurt?"

Ji Xuening: "..."

What, what kind of wolf and tiger problem is this?

His tall frame instantly felt uncomfortable, and he said seriously, "Comrade Wang Yuqing, please speak more politely."

Wang Yuqing thought he was being pretentious and was quite annoyed.

Ji Xuening glanced at Wang Yuqing furtively, wondering if he had been too harsh with his tone. He took a breath and tried to lower his voice: "What I mean is, you can ask in a different way."

"Do you feel a burning sensation down there?"

Wang Yuqing listened to him.

Ji Xuening: "..."

He suddenly choked on his saliva, coughing several times, and didn't understand why she asked this. Could it be that she wanted to... you know? But they haven't gotten their marriage certificate yet, and they've only known each other for a little over ten days.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a while, Wang Yuqing, being impatient, blurted out: "You don't eat spicy food, can't you say so? Xiaoming said his butt hurt because of the spiciness of the food I cooked."

Ji Xuening: "..."

The redness that had just faded returned to his face, and his eyes darted around: "Oh, I... it doesn't hurt."

Wang Yuqing's tone softened considerably: "Then your stomach must be hurting a lot? Grandma said you have a sensitive stomach because you took too much medicine when you were little."

Ji Xuening was about to say, "It doesn't hurt."

Suddenly, Wang Yuqing's stern command rang in his ears: "No lying!"

Despite being a large man, he was startled, lowered his head, and whispered, "It hurts."

Upon hearing the word "pain," Wang Yuqing's eyes instantly welled up with tears. Her face was filled with emotion as she spoke gently and softly: "If something like this happens again, just tell me directly. How am I supposed to know if you don't tell me? I won't be angry if you tell me, but I will be angry if you keep it to yourself."

She paused for a few seconds, then said, "From now on, your stomach is in my hands."

After saying that, she turned and walked out of the kitchen, leaving behind the words, "Eat quickly, it's getting cold, you can't eat cold food."

Ji Xuening felt there was something he had to tell her honestly, so he said to her back, "The first meal you heated up for me was cold and didn't taste good."

Wang Yuqing stopped, turned around and glared at him, saying fiercely, "If you don't like it, don't eat it. Can't you heat it up yourself?"

She couldn't wait to go back to her room and eat the wild sweet potato from her pocket.

Ji Xuening: "..."

He held the porridge, puzzled. Didn't you say you wouldn't get angry?

However, this old man was still feeling sweet inside, with a rare smile on his lips. He then placed the porridge and vegetables on the stone table and ate them slowly and carefully.

The next morning, he got up early to feed the pigs, make breakfast, and make the bed. He always had a smile on his face and worked with great enthusiasm, even humming the tune that Wang Yuqing had hummed.

Grandma Ji asked him, "Fourth son, why are you so happy? I've never seen you like this before."

Ji Xuening denied it: "No, I wasn't happy."

Grandma Ji hummed, "I may be blind, but I may not be deaf."

Ji Xuening was a little embarrassed. He said, "Grandma, breakfast is ready. It's in the kitchen."

Grandma Ji suddenly walked up to him, leaning on her cane: "I have something to ask you. I'm going back to your in-laws' house in half a month. Have you forgotten about the 100 yuan milk money?"

Ji Xuening hadn't forgotten. He said, "Grandma, don't worry. In two days, the brigade cadres will announce the militia company commander. The secretary said it's very likely to be me. When I become the militia company commander, I'll get a monthly subsidy. I can go to the brigade headquarters to get an advance of a year's subsidy converted into cash. I asked the secretary, and it's at least five yuan a month."

"With the stools I make and sell, I'll definitely have 100 yuan by the end of the month."

Grandma Ji asked, "Will they agree? Our family is already overspending."

Ji Xuening smiled and said, "Grandma, when we settle accounts at the end of this year, my family will no longer be an overspending account, but a balance account."

Grandma Ji smiled with relief after hearing this, but her smile quickly turned into heartache: "Child, we are so sorry for you. You were doing well in the army and had the opportunity to be promoted, but we ruined your future."

"And these over-spent households, these are all debts your brother and sister-in-law owed to the brigade when you weren't home. You worked for four years to finally pay them off. It's embarrassing to say, but our whole family worked with the collective and still ended up being over-spent households. Yet you single-handedly covered our entire family's debt and even paid off the grain debt."

Ji Xuening said, "Back then, there were more people in our family who ate together."

After hearing this, Grandma Ji said angrily, "That's right, there are many people to eat, but few to work. Your second brother and sister-in-law are so lazy. They slack off and procrastinate every day. And your eldest sister-in-law is the same. She's too delicate and can't do any work."

Although she complained about them, Grandma Ji still hoped for a family reunion.

Ji Xuening cleaned the pig feed in the pigpen and rinsed the pig troughs with clean water. After finishing, he squatted down and carefully observed the pig that was having diarrhea for a while. He stood up and asked, "Grandma, when I was away at work, did you feed it? How many times?"

Wang Yuqing just came out and said, "I'll feed them once in the afternoon, and Daming and Xiaoming will feed them once after they get home from school."

Ji Xuening said, "Only twice? Adding the time I had in the morning and the time I had at noon, that's only four times and not enough."

Wang Yuqing added, "Are you worried it will go hungry? Da Ming, Xiao Ming, and I feed it a lot at once, so it won't go hungry."

Ji Xuening tried to keep his voice down, afraid that Wang Yuqing would think he was angry. He said, "It is still a piglet and needs to be fed small meals frequently, at least 7 to 8 times a day. Feeding it gradually in this way can prevent diarrhea caused by indigestion. When it becomes a piglet, it will be fed 3 to 4 times a day. You see, it is having diarrhea because it is being fed improperly."

Wang Yuqing took a look and saw that the piglet was indeed having diarrhea, but she felt a little nauseous.

She didn't know that pigs needed to be fed like this, and she admired Ji Xuening a little. It was only the 1970s, and he had learned all this by himself. No wonder he would become a pig farming tycoon later.

As Ji Xuening was leaving, Wang Yuqing suddenly called out from behind, "Pig farming tycoon, take care!"

Ji Xuening: "..."