Chapter 70
Chen Shengqing did not deny it, and took out a red envelope from the bedside table and gave it to Yang Qiujin, "Here you go."
"New Year's money for me?" Yang Qiujin took the red envelope from his hand and found it was quite thick. When she opened it, there was a thick stack of reunion money inside.
"Ten, twenty, thirty...one hundred...five hundred." Yang Qiujin took out the money, counted it in circles with her hands, and widened her eyes: "Give me so much lucky money? Where did you get the money?"
"This is the subsidy and bonus given by the organization for this mission." Chen Shengqing supported himself and sat on the kang bed and said, "In the past, I was not with you and did not have time to spend the New Year with you. This year, it is rare for me to be with you, so I want to give you a big red envelope for the New Year."
"I'm not a child anymore. I feel weird that you're giving me New Year's money." Yang Qiujin stuffed the money back into the red envelope and said.
"Are you happy?" Chen Shengqing asked.
"Happy, why not? It's such a huge amount of money."
No one can resist the charm of money.
Chen Shengqing raised his lips slightly and smiled faintly, "Just be happy, don't worry about whether you are a child or not. I am willing to give you New Year's money in the future, just take it. In front of me, you don't have to do everything by yourself, you can be like Tianyou, be a child, and leave everything to me."
Yang Qiujin was startled, her heart warmed, her eyes slightly reddened, she reached out to hug Chen Shengqing, rested her head on his chest, listened to his heartbeat and said: "Then you have to promise me that you must be very careful when you go on missions in the future, don't take your life lightly, and remember that the children and I are waiting for you at home."
Chen Shengqing stretched out his hands to hold her waist, lowered his eyes to look at her pretty face, and said in a hoarse voice: "I can't guarantee that I can get out of the mission safely in the future, but I will fight to the death to get home for you and the child."
For Yang Qiujin, this was the best promise and guarantee.
Yang Qiujin looked up, her eyes sparkling like stars, looking at Chen Shengqing's handsome face, she pecked his pale lips quickly and said, "Thank you for the big red envelope, I won't be polite, I will deposit it into my small treasury bank card in two days."
She looked into his eyes, which were bright and clear, reflecting his shadow, and there was only him in her eyes.
Chen Shengqing thought of what Ji Mingchen said in the morning, that she only had him in her heart. His heart was filled with ripples. He reached out and held the back of her head, then bent down to kiss her red lips.
He kissed her very gently, as if he was kissing a precious treasure, which gradually eroded Yang Qiujin's emotions, making her heart beat faster and her mind go blank.
The two kissed like this, and Chen Shengqing kissed more and more vigorously, prying open Yang Qiujin's teeth, and chasing and playing with her.
Yang Qiujin was forced to raise her head and accept his attack. Just when she couldn't stand the kiss and wanted to escape, Chen Tianyou suddenly rushed into the room and shouted: "Mom and Dad, happy New Year's Eve, congratulations on your prosperity, give me the red envelope, give it to me as a New Year's gift."
The child suddenly burst in, and Yang Qiujin hurriedly pushed Chen Shengqing away and looked around for the red envelope she had given.
Chen Shengqing glared at Chen Tianyou with a dark face: "Next time, you are not allowed to enter my parents' room without knocking, let alone other people's rooms. Do you understand?"
Chen Tianyou covered his eyes, knowing that he had disturbed his parents' good time, and quickly admitted his mistake, "Dad, I'm sorry, I won't do this again next time."
Yang Qiujin put the two small red envelopes she found into Chen Tianyou's hands and said, "It's okay. You didn't mean it."
In front of the two of them, Chen Tianyou looked at how much money was in the red envelope.
There was one yuan in each of the two red envelopes, which was undoubtedly a huge sum of money when most children only had ten cents for the New Year. He sealed the red envelopes with surprise, held the envelopes, and respectfully bowed to Yang Qiujin and her husband at a 45-degree angle, "Thank you, Dad, thank you, Mom, I love you."
He ran out and showed off to a group of children outside the yard how much money his parents gave him.
A little girl named Xu Tao, who had an oval face, good looks and was wearing an old shirt, was extremely jealous.
Her stepmother gave her five cents and asked her to spend it sparingly. Not only did Chen Tianyou's parents give him one dollar, his grandmother and his aunt also gave him one dollar. He could be said to be the richest child among all the children in their family compound.
Xu Tao looked at Chen Tianyou smugly counting the money in his hand in front of everyone and snorted coldly, "What's so great about that? Your parents love you now because your brothers and sisters haven't been born yet. If your mother gives birth to another brother, your parents will definitely love the younger one and won't love you as much as they do now."
"Xu Tao, don't think that other people's parents are like your dad. After getting married, they become stepfathers and torture their children." The person who spoke was Li Sanni'er. She couldn't stand Xu Tao's jealousy of others and her tendency to go against others.
Xu Tao's father was the second company commander of the second battalion of the border defense department. He was not good-looking and had a bad temper. His first wife gave birth to two daughters, but he kicked them out before she gave birth to a son.
A few months later, he married another wife, who gave birth to a big fat boy as soon as she got married. He felt confident and treated his two stepdaughters harshly. Xu Tao's father pretended not to see it and even beat them to vent his anger. Xu Tao and her sister had a miserable life.
Xu Tao was hurt by Li Sanni's words. Her eyes turned red, she gritted her teeth, stomped her feet in anger, and ran away crying.
Chen Tianyou looked at her back as she left, thought for a moment, caught up with her, stuffed a dime into her hand and said, "Don't say anything slanderous about my parents anymore. My parents are very good. Whether I have brothers or sisters or not, they will always treat me well. You can't question other people's families just because your own family is unhappy. Keep this money. If you need money in the future, tell me. I will definitely help you within my ability."
The dime in her hand still carried the boy's body temperature. Xu Tao held the money in her hand, her face turned red and white, and she muttered, "Who cares?"
In the end, he did not return the money to Chen Tianyou and ran away with the money.
After Chen Tianyou ran out, Chen Shengqing was still not satisfied, so he closed the door, went back to the bed, put one hand around Yang Qiujin's slender waist, held the back of her head with the other, and continued to kiss her.
This time his kiss was much heavier. Yang Qiujin felt dizzy from his kiss. She felt him gradually pressing her down. Alarm bells rang in her heart. She quickly pushed him back and said, "No, I'm still pregnant."
Chen Shengqing let her go after hearing that. With a fire burning in his heart, he suppressed his emotions and slowly covered Yang Qiujin's belly with his big hand. "I wonder if the baby in your belly is a boy or a girl?"
"Do you like boys or girls?" Yang Qiujin asked while half lying on the kang bed.
"As long as it's yours, I like it. It would be best if you could give birth to a daughter." Chen Shengqing looked at Yang Qiujin's face with a loving gaze, and said in a teasing tone: "Wang Jianjun next door has a son and a daughter, Ji Mingchen also has a son and a daughter, and even Deputy Head Li has a son and a daughter. If I have a daughter, I won't have to watch them show off in front of me anymore."
"You, you pretend to be calm and indifferent, but you are just like Deputy Head Li and the others. You care too much about your appearance. It doesn't matter whether the child is a boy or a girl, as long as they grow up healthy."
Yang Qiujin yawned as she spoke. She didn't feel anything before she found out she was pregnant, but now she finally had some pregnancy feelings, which was weakness from morning to night and always feeling sleepy.
Fortunately, the farm had entered winter and most of the poultry and livestock had already been sent out of the pens, so there was no need to worry about so many things. With her mother-in-law at home, she basically took care of all the housework, and she and Chen Shengqing took care of the children. Yang Qiujin didn't have to worry so much about work or family, and she was in a good mood, so she naturally raised the children better than before.
She lay softly in Chen Shengqing's arms, her hands around his narrow waist, ready to fall asleep.
Suddenly, there was a burst of firecrackers outside. It turned out that it was twelve o'clock and everyone was setting off New Year's cannons, one to blow up the Nian monster, and the other to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.
"Mom, come out and set off firecrackers quickly. Everyone else is setting off firecrackers." Chen Tianyou's urging voice was heard outside the house.
New Year's firecrackers are large firecrackers that are set off in strings. Chen Tianyou did not have the courage to set off those large firecrackers, so every year during the New Year, it was Yang Qiujin who set off the firecrackers.
Chen Shengqing held Yang Qiujin in his arms, not wanting to move at all. He said on Yang Qiujin's behalf, "Ask your aunt to go and set off the fireworks. If that doesn't work, you can set them off by yourself. You are already a big boy, and you have to learn how to set off New Year's fireworks."
Chen Tianyou had no choice but to go back to the gate of the yard. His grandmother had already hung the firecrackers on a bamboo pole at the gate, waiting for his mother to light them.
"Grandma, my dad asked me to set off fireworks, but I'm afraid of setting off fireworks."
Li Xiu'e also guessed that her son and daughter-in-law should have rested, so she reached out and touched his head and said, "If you are afraid, then give me the milk."
"No, that won't work. The New Year's fireworks burn too fast. You can't run past them and will get hurt." Chen Tianyou said, and seeing that Yang Qiuyue stayed in the house with no intention of coming out, he gritted his teeth and said, "Let me set them off."
"Don't try to be brave. If you really can't do it, go ask your dad to release it," said Li Xiu'e.
"Can my dad run with his legs? Grandma, I will be careful." Chen Tianyou motioned Li Xiu'e to go inside the house. He took a lit red incense stick and tremblingly, he walked towards the fuse of the firecrackers to light it with a trembling heart.
"Swish--" the fuse was lit and burned towards the firecracker at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After making sure the fuse was lit, Chen Tianyou ran into the house, covering his ears, almost at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.
With a crackling sound, the deafening firecrackers exploded behind him. Chen Tianyou ran back to the living room unscathed, grinning and excitedly said to Li Xiu'e, "Grandma, I succeeded!"
"Our Tianyou is really awesome. From now on, you will be in charge of setting off the New Year firecrackers at home." Li Xiu'e praised him generously.
"Okay, I'll fire the welcome cannon tomorrow." Chen Tianyou's confidence increased.
When Yang Qiujin and Chen Shengqing heard the noise outside, they looked at each other and smiled silently.
Every step of a child's growth requires the protection and escort of parents behind the scenes, but if you want your children to grow quickly, you also need to let go appropriately and let them do it boldly so that they can thrive.
That night, Yang Qiujin fell asleep amid the sound of artillery fire. When she woke up again, it was already dawn.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, according to the custom in their hometown, they do not do any heavy work on this day, but stay at home to play and wait for relatives or children to come and pay New Year's greetings.
After breakfast in the morning, Yang Qiuyue said she was worried about the field and wanted to go back.
Yang Qiujin wanted her to stay for two more days, but she refused. Even if she was offered a gift, she said it was not necessary.
Yang Qiujin always felt that she was acting strange, and whispered in Chen Tianyou's ear: "Go and see your aunt off, and see if she went back by herself or was sent back by someone else. Come back and tell mom about it, and mom will give you a reward."
"Make sure to complete the organization's mission." Chen Tianyou followed Yang Qiuyue in a flash, and came back soon to report to Yang Qiujin: "Mom, there is an uncle who looks as strong as a bear waiting for my aunt at the entrance of the army. When my aunt saw him, she smiled happily."
An uncle as strong as a bear? Fan Sui? Yang Qiujin looked as if she knew what was going on and took out a dime from her bag to give the child as a reward.
On the way to the farm, Fan Sui drove the ox cart borrowed from the farm and listened to the woman singing on the back of the cart.
Today was a fine day. Under the blue sky and white clouds, a woman was singing a ballad from southern Sichuan. Her voice was so melodious and touching that Fan Sui was entranced by it.
The cow was not paying attention and ran off the track and fell into a ditch nearby.
"Ah——" Yang Qiuyue screamed and fell into the ditch.
Fan Sui hurriedly stabilized the frightened ox, and at the same time quickly picked up Yang Qiuyue, who was about to fall, into his arms. The two people on the fallen ox cart also fell to the ground. Yang Qiuyue was unharmed, but Fan Sui grimaced in pain.
"Fan Sui, are you okay?" Yang Qiuyue climbed up from him, stretched out her hand to pull him up, and looked him up and down anxiously.
"It's okay." Fan Sui stood up, holding the back of his head. He felt a little pain in his head. He put his hand down and saw that it was bleeding.
"Ah, you're bleeding. Let me see if you're seriously hurt." Yang Qiuyue saw that he was bleeding and didn't care about the difference between men and women. She reached out and grabbed the back of his head, examining it carefully.
The two were too close, the woman's delicate body fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose, and the voluptuous body pressed tightly against him. Fan Sui's throat tightened and he took a step back uncomfortably. "It's nothing serious, I just hit a rock. Just give me some mud to put on my head to stop the bleeding."
"That won't work. A head injury is a serious matter and we can't be careless. We have to go to the hospital to stop the bleeding." Yang Qiuyue went to harness the ox cart without saying a word.
Fan Sui held her hand, shook his head and said, "I really feel that it's fine, just a little bleeding, there's no need to go to the hospital and go through all the trouble."
"Just because you say it's okay, does that mean it's okay? What if the bleeding from your wound can't be stopped and it gets infected and becomes more serious, what do you want me to do?" Yang Qiuyue couldn't help but speak out what was in her heart in desperation.
After saying that, she felt something was wrong, her eyes turned red, and she stubbornly refused to look him in the eye.
Fan Sui was stunned when he heard this. Seeing her eyes were red, he was moved and coaxed her kindly: "Okay, I'll listen to you. Let's go to the hospital. Don't be angry, okay?"
Yang Qiuyue said coldly, "No, I'll let you bleed to death. You don't care about yourself anyway."
Fan Sui was speechless, not understanding why the woman was so angry when she was fine just now.
He habitually scratched his head and wanted to speak, but the scratch hit the wound and he hissed in pain.
"Hey? Be careful." Seeing this, Yang Qiuyue hurried to check his wound.
"You're not angry anymore?" Feeling her impatience, Fan Chong put on a rare smile, "Comrade Yang Qiuyue, I'm injured, why are you so anxious?"
"Who, who said I was anxious?" Yang Qiuyue blushed, withdrew her hand and refused to admit it.
"Then I won't go. Let me bleed to death." Fan Sui turned around and went to pull the cow.
"You, you are such a stubborn person!" Yang Qiuyue stamped her feet in anger, "Don't you know how to comfort me? You clearly know that I just said it in anger."
"I'm sorry, Comrade Yang Qiuyue." Fan Sui put the cow in his hand and stood in front of her, looking at her seriously. "I think you should know that my wife died of dystocia. In the early years, I couldn't forget her and was unwilling to accept anyone. In recent years, I rarely talked to people, so I don't know how to coax people."
"I know." Yang Qiuyue's eyes darkened. "I don't expect to replace her in your heart. I'm just too lonely. I just want to find a man to talk to. I don't plan to remarry."
"So, you just want to play with me?" Fan Sui's eyes were dark.
Fan Sui was tall, with heroic features. Although he was a widower, many wives on the farm loved to peek at him.
The main reason is that he likes to take off his shirt in the summer, revealing his muscular upper body, and he is very enthusiastic when doing things. Many women who have problems with their men in sex want to hook up with him and try his taste, and often sneak into his lair in the middle of the night.
As for him, he could not forget the way his previous wife died in childbirth, and he looked down on those ugly and disrespectful women. His wife had been dead for nearly ten years, and he was unwilling to remarry. He had always lived alone, was taciturn, and unwilling to make many friends.
But Yang Qiuyue's appearance, like a lamp, illuminated his dark time. He was always attracted to her involuntarily, watching her laugh, watch her make trouble, watch her cry, watch her lonely...
That was why he returned to the farm on the day before the New Year, simply because he was worried about her being alone in the farm.
When he saw that she was dying without a sound, a long-lost pain came over him, telling him clearly that he cared very much about the woman in front of him.
But the woman in front of him has always been distant from him...
Yang Qiuyue met his gaze and said frankly, "What's wrong with having fun? Men and women love each other, and each gets what he needs. When you get tired of playing, you can separate and owe nothing to each other. If you don't like it, I can find another man. After all, I'm a divorced woman and don't care about my reputation."
Fan Sui's breath was choked. "Am I one of the men you have chosen?"
"What else?" Yang Qiuyue looked at him with a playful look on her face. "You don't think I have real feelings for you, do you? Ever since my ex-husband devalued me, called me a whore, said I was a slut, and said I deserved to be ridden by thousands of people, I have long given up any hope in you men. I admit that I have a good impression of you, otherwise I would not let you get close to me. If you care about those unfounded names, we'd better draw a clear line as soon as possible, so as not to ruin your reputation as a love-sick person."
There was a buzzing sound in Fan Sui's head, as if something exploded. He stared straight at Yang Qiuyue, and after a moment's pause, he suddenly reached out, hugged her by the waist, put her on the ox cart, and reached out to pull off her clothes.
Yang Qiuyue was startled and reached out to push him: "What are you doing?"
"Don't you want to play with me? If you want to play, let's play big." Fan Sui is from the north. He is so strong that he can kill a cow with one punch. The little strength that Yang Qiuyue used in her struggle felt like an itch in his eyes.
He roughly pulled off the woman's clothes, and when he saw the large white and tender area, his breathing became rapid, and he reached out to untie his own clothes.
"Fan Sui, you son of a bitch, let me go! It's freezing cold, do you want to freeze me to death?" Yang Qiuyue was pinned to the ox cart by him and struggled continuously.
Her long hair scattered as she struggled, like silk scattered on the ox cart. She was born beautiful, with big round eyes and skin as white as porcelain. After Fan Su took away her clothes, her whole body almost merged with the surrounding blood that had not yet melted, leaving only the cherry red color that rose and fell with her struggles.
Fan Sui was so angry that he held her struggling hands with one hand and pulled her apart with the other. He leaned down and whispered in her ear: "I am the son of a bitch. Today you will experience the feeling of being roughed by a dog."
The woman stopped struggling immediately, and soon turned into a puddle of water. The only sound left was the creaking of the bicycle frame, which made an old cow grazing by the roadside moo impatiently. The sound echoed in the empty field, covering up the uncontrollable voices of the two people.
An hour later, the two men were lying on the cattle cart, panting and in a daze.
Yang Qiuyue seemed not to feel the cold. She looked at a hawk flying across the sky and smiled, "I'm really crazy."
She actually did that with a man on the street, not afraid of being seen by passers-by or gossiping, she was completely immersed in Fan Su's strong body.
He was too strong and too powerful. In more than an hour, she felt the joy of being a woman countless times on him.
This kind of happiness was something she had never felt from her ex-husband.
During the two years she and Ke Jian were married, they had done that many times so that they could count them on their fingers. Ever since he discovered that she had not had her period for the first time, Ke Jian had spoiled her before marriage and abused her like scum after marriage, and he didn't want to touch her at all.
Occasionally, he couldn't help touching her, but it would only last a few minutes or ten minutes and be over hastily. She had never experienced the true joy of being a woman.
Seeing her smile, Fan Sui understood that this woman was probably trying to provoke him on purpose, waiting for him to make a move.
He let out a long sigh, then turned over and climbed up again, looking down at the woman and said, "Do you know why I have been unwilling to look for her all these years?"
"Why?" Yang Qiuyue looked at his strong tan abdominal muscles that were not yet soaked with sweat, reached out to touch his abdominal muscles, and asked casually.
"Because no woman can withstand three rounds of my attacks." Fan Hui pulled away the clothes covering her body, "Are you ready? I need to do it two more times."
"You are fucking crazy. This is a main road. What if someone sees us?" Yang Qiuyue wanted to struggle again.
But soon, she was speechless.
Because it feels so fucking good.
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