Chapter 151 My Stomach Aches (Update 1)
"Go right, turn a corner, cross the bridge, and go into the second alley. It's the one with the word 'Fu' on the door."
Song Shengsheng was afraid of being seen by someone she knew, so she covered her eyes and pretended to be dead, not wanting to say anything.
The rain stopped now.
It’s not too late.
Of course there were still people along the way.
Especially when you walk to the entrance of the alley, the neighbors in the alley have just finished dinner and are standing at the door enjoying the cool air with a palm-leaf fan, chattering about trivial things that happened during the day.
Suddenly I saw a tall and straight figure. Especially since the man was very good-looking, it was impossible not to be attracted.
The material of this man's shirt seems to be better.
Coming from a distance, with a strong aura and a sense of distance that keeps strangers away.
The thin moonlight fell on the man's delicate yet sharp features, reflecting his indifferent eyes, making people dare not look at him for too long.
There are Chinese characters for "Fu" pasted on the doors of several houses in the alley.
Fu Cheng stopped and asked her, "Which one?"
The alley is filled with low-rise bungalows, and the courtyard gates look a bit old.
Song Shengsheng had already felt the gazes of the neighbors around her, so she did not continue to deceive herself by covering her eyes, but instead covered her face.
She pointed forward: "The one in front."
The small courtyard with two special "Fu" characters pasted on it.
"Is that a sound?"
"It was raining so hard just now, Fener was worried that you wouldn't be able to come back."
"yes."
However, although they opened their mouths, they hesitated and did not dare to ask her who the man who carried her back was.
It’s really hard to ask.
When Shengsheng first moved in, he didn't look like a peaceful person.
But after spending a few months together, everyone found that she was a very nice person, simple-minded and sincere.
She ignored the gay men who came towards her.
At such a young age, she still has to be a widow whose husband died young. She is very affectionate and righteous.
But even if she has found a new partner now, it is understandable.
After all, she is not very old and will have to find another one sooner or later. It is impossible for her to be a widow for her dead husband all her life.
Wait until Song Shengsheng and her new man enter the house.
The gate of the courtyard is closed.
Some people who were enjoying the cool breeze at the door were muttering, "I told you she didn't look honest. Look how long it's been since she hooked up with someone."
No one agreed with her words.
They have been neighbors for many years and speak directly to each other without any scruples.
"Qiangzi's mother, aren't you saying this just because Shengsheng didn't like your Qiangzi at first?"
The woman blushed and stiffened her neck as she retorted, "I didn't! The girl our Qiangzi is dating now has much better conditions. Apart from anything else, she's still a virgin."
Everyone couldn't help laughing, "Please don't say that. I saw your Qiangzi's reluctant look last time, as if he was forced..."
He had a sour face and didn't give any face to the lesbian's family at all.
The woman was so embarrassed that she got angry. "You think she's good, but I think she's just picky. She just thinks our Qiangzi's conditions are not good enough. She made a good excuse to reject us at first, saying that she didn't care about the relationship. But now she has one? It's because this one seems to be better."
"What a snob."
"Puh."
"Our Qiangzi will definitely be very successful in the future! He will become a great leader in the future."
The woman finally felt relieved after she said all this.
But no one bought her words.
"Everyone wants to pick the best conditions. Don't you also pick your daughter-in-law? I think you are just sour grapes."
"That's right, does your Qiangzi want to be a great leader in the future? He can't even concentrate on studying."
She was so embarrassed by what she said that she turned around and walked away with a sour face.
Inside the room, Song Shengsheng had already slowly gotten off Fu Cheng's body.
This little room had just been connected to electricity, the light bulb kept going out, the wiring was always broken, and she didn't know how to fix it.
Often we have to wait until the next day to find a master to repair it.
Fu Cheng just tried to pull the light switch, but the light didn't come on after two tries.
Song Shengsheng listened to the "click" and "click" sounds, and the room was still dark. She felt ashamed, as if it was a shame to let him see that her life was not so good.
Her nose turned red, and she said in a muffled voice, "Stop it, the light is broken."
Don't let her break the light cord, or she'll have to pay for it.
The moonlight barely shone into the house. Fu Cheng had just looked outside and found that the yard was neither big nor small. It was spacious enough for her to live alone.
There are 2 bedrooms.
The kitchen is outside.
There were piles of coal under the plastic sheeting.
The coal stove is obviously commonly used.
Fu Cheng listened to her voice and felt that she was a little unhappy.
He said, "Let me see."
Before Fu Cheng could do anything, she grabbed his arm and said, "No."
Song Shengsheng doesn't want to turn on the light now, feeling it's too embarrassing.
It's better that I can't see anything clearly this way.
It would be less embarrassing.
She continued, "This light doesn't always break. I don't know what happened tonight. Maybe you scared it."
She talked nonsense in all seriousness.
Then he saved his face and said, "I'll ask the master to fix it tomorrow."
Fu Cheng lowered his eyes and looked at her. In the moonlight, he couldn't see clearly. She drooped her little face, and her chin looked pointed, and she looked a little aggrieved.
Fu Cheng hummed.
Song Shengsheng asked him again, "When are you leaving?"
Fu Cheng pursed his lips: "Look at you."
Without waiting for her answer, he immediately spoke: "Is there any food at home? I'll go make you dinner."
On the way back just now, I heard her stomach growling.
I'm afraid I'm too hungry.
Song Shengsheng originally wanted to buy groceries when she came back, but her plan was interrupted by Fu Cheng.
There is not much food left at home.
Just a little bit of pork belly I bought this morning.
Stewing meat is slow, time-consuming and laborious.
"And a little meat and some noodles."
Fu Cheng quickly found the counter, which was very clean. He said, "I'll cook some noodles for you."
As he said this, he took the meat and noodles and went to the stove outside.
He first put the meat on the coal stove to stew it, then he went out again and came back after a while.
I don't know who he asked for the candy.
Gave it to her: "Put some weight on your belly first."
Her fingers were gently opened one by one and the candy was forced into her palm.
Song Shengsheng peeled off the candy wrapper and put the candy into his mouth.
Fu Cheng finished cooking the noodles, and the people inside were quiet, not saying a word, and not coming out to take a look.
Fu Cheng carried the prepared noodles into the house.
There is a thick layer of braised pork on top of the noodles.
It smells nice.
His eyes rested on the bed. There was a bulge in the quilt and she had curled herself into it.
Fu Cheng put the noodles on the table and fixed the light first.
The light finally came on.
He walked to the bedside: "The noodles are ready."
The person on the bed seemed to be curled up.
Fu Cheng slowly pulled back a corner of the quilt. Her face looked very pale in the quilt. She covered her stomach with both hands. Her eyes were a little red and her voice sounded a little pitiful: "Fu Cheng, my stomach hurts."
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