Chapter 102 They can try slowly.
It was already late spring, and many flowers in the Lin residence had already bloomed. A breeze blew over, bringing with it a sweet fragrance.
Mrs. Lin called softly, "Xiao Shu."
Song Jin: "Yeah."
Mrs. Lin felt a chill in her heart.
In her dreams at midnight, she thought countless times that if her daughter were still alive, she would definitely be beautiful, well-behaved and smart.
If it weren't for that illness, her father Shi Yan would have been the top scholar that year.
But I didn't expect that everything would be different.
Lu Yuan thought about it countless times, if Shi Yan had not been sick that year, and he had successfully taken the imperial examination, then he would not have been killed so easily.
Maybe she and Xiao Shu wouldn't be harmed by others.
But there are no ifs.
Thanks to God, their little Shu is still alive, and the nightmare of many years has finally been solved with a glimmer of hope.
Mrs. Lin's eyes were red. The girl in front of her possessed all that she imagined a daughter to have.
Song Jin's face looks three-quarters like Shi Yan and three-quarters like her.
But more like Song Jin himself.
She didn't know how Song Jin grew up over the years, she turned out to be so beautiful.
Even if she didn't know that Song Jin was her daughter, she would still like this girl.
Song Jin silently recited the three words "Shi Xiaoshu" in her heart. She seemed to think of something: "Mrs. Lin, the names of the eldest and second sons..."
"They are called Lin Yishu and Lin Haoshu, based on your name." Mrs. Lin looked at Song Jin sincerely: "Xiao Jin, I have never forgotten you for a single day."
Song Jin felt a little uncomfortable before, but the moment she heard what Mrs. Lin said, the grievance and sadness in her heart disappeared at once.
She could accept the hardships of fate as long as she was not abandoned.
Song Jin pursed her lips and looked at Mrs. Lin in front of her with tears in her eyes.
It's a very strange feeling.
Song Jin looked at the person in front of him, who seemed strange yet familiar.
She had always had a good impression of Mrs. Lin, and she also wanted to become a woman like her.
But I didn't expect that I actually had such a connection with Mrs. Lin.
Song Jin sat in front of Mrs. Lin. She sat there quietly and obediently. There was a not-so-big stone table between the two of them. They were obviously mother and daughter, but they did not have the intimacy of someone who had lived together since childhood.
Mrs. Lin felt upset, and she wanted to ask Song Jin if he had been living well over the years.
The person was right in front of her, but she didn't dare to ask.
It seemed that once she asked, those days and nights that she had finally forgotten would be mentioned again.
Mrs. Lin has been in the business world for many years and rarely feels at a loss. But now, facing Song Jin, she is confused and cautious.
She didn't know what her daughter liked or hated over the years. She wanted to give her everything she had, but was afraid that she wouldn't want it.
After hesitating for a long time, she finally said, "Xiao Shu, how do you want me to call you that you're more used to?"
Song Jin thought for a moment and said, "Just call me Xiao Jin."
"Well, okay." Mrs. Lin said with a reluctance in her throat.
She still wanted to call him Xiao Shu.
Otherwise it all seems like a dream.
But she knew that the time they spent apart existed. She could make up for it, but she could not erase it.
Perhaps when she was "killed" by her own grandfather, not becoming Shi Xiaoshu was her destiny and the best choice for her.
Madam Lin looked at Song Jin and said, "Xiao Jin, the property under my name is separate from your uncle Lin's. I have an idea. I want to give you all the property under my name."
Mrs. Lin’s entire property?
Song Jin was stunned on the spot. She didn't quite understand what Mrs. Lin meant, but she subconsciously felt that this seemed like compensation.
compensate……
Song Jin looked at Mrs. Lin seriously. This was the first time she had looked into Mrs. Lin's eyes since she came in.
The girl spoke softly, without any resentment or greed, "Mrs. Lin, I have lived a good life these years. You don't have to compensate me out of guilt."
"My parents are very good. Although they live far away in Kyoto and rarely see me, they sent me to my grandparents' house because they were afraid that my identity would bring me death."
"They arranged a marriage for me before they left, and asked my brother to take me back to Kyoto to get married. During the years in Chongzhou, my grandparents were very good to me. Although my grandmother passed away when I was young, my grandparents raised me seriously and taught me how to read and know etiquette. They were all very good to me and even left me a dowry. I had no shortage of money."
"You don't have to compensate me out of guilt, and..." Song Jin said calmly: "I don't want to have conflicts with the eldest and second sons because of this money."
"No, no, no, Xiaojin, you misunderstood!" Madam Lin explained in a hurry, "Don't worry, the two brothers will be fine. They have known that they have a sister like you since the day they were born. They don't know your identity yet. If you want to tell them, they won't do anything!"
"I'm not being nice to you as compensation to you, but I really want to give it to you!" Mrs. Lin was a little afraid of making Song Jin angry. She was afraid that Song Jin would leave once he got angry and run to a place where she would never find him again!
She didn't care about anything else, she reached out and grabbed Song Jin, saying earnestly: "Xiao Jin, I really don't want to compensate you, I just miss you very much, and want to give you all the best things I have. Apart from that, I don't know what to do..."
Mrs. Lin grabbed Song Jin's hand and was reluctant to let go.
Song Jin looked at their folded hands, and somewhere in his heart suddenly felt warm.
She was always very sensible when she was young.
But no matter how sensible she was, she would still envy other children who had mothers who loved them. At dinner time, their mothers would go to the entrance of the alley and call those children back home.
They would lead the children's hands, brush off the dust on their bodies, and take them home with a laugh or a scold.
But Song Jin is very well behaved.
Moreover, her grandparents were really too old, and Song Jin didn't want to make them too tired, so she went home on time every day to eat without being called. Her clothes were also the cleanest. Even when she was only a few years old, she had already started doing work within her ability.
Her grandparents were very kind to her, and she never felt like a dependent in Chunliu Lane. She just simply felt sorry for the two old people.
She is very well behaved, very well behaved.
But sometimes she wondered, if her mother was by her side, would she also be able to roll around outside and have a tantrum, and would someone take her home for dinner on time, help her change her dirty clothes, and braid her hair beautifully?
In the few times she met with Song's mother, she was actually never close to Song Jin.
Song Jin also looked a little strange.
But she secretly held her mother's hand where no one could see.
The hand was fleshy, but there were some thin calluses on the palm.
You can tell at first glance that he is working at home.
Different from Mrs. Lin’s.
Her hands were delicate and soft, and it was obvious that they were pampered.
The hand she held in hers was different from the one Song Jin had secretly held that time.
The same hands that she had secretly thought of under the covers when she was little.
But Song Jin still subconsciously wanted to pull his hand back.
She felt it was unreal that Mrs. Lin was her biological mother.
When Song Jin's hand moved, Mrs. Lin's heart trembled.
She took her hand back angrily and whispered, "Xiao Jin, I understand that you don't want to recognize me. I do owe you a lot..."
"No, I don't want to recognize you."
The spring breeze outside the window blew the portrait into the hall, and even the flowers in the flower hall swayed in the wind.
Song Jin looked at the potted flowers and said calmly: "You have done a lot for me, and I don't blame you. After all, you didn't give up on me. You just thought I was dead, and then you did so much for revenge."
"You've done a lot."
"But..." Mrs. Lin's eyes finally overflowed with tears: "But I betrayed you and your father. After revenge, I should have gone with you, but I married someone else and had other children."
This is a secret she hides deep in her heart and dares not tell anyone.
She felt that her current happiness was stolen.
Even though she and Mr. Lin talked about everything, she never mentioned this matter.
Song Jin was stunned.
She didn't expect Mrs. Lin to think so.
She admitted that she had secretly complained about Mrs. Lin before when she saw how happy she was, but she no longer thought that way.
"Mrs. Lin, you shouldn't think like that." This time, it was Song Jin who took the initiative to grab Mrs. Lin's hand.
Mrs. Lin looked at the hand on hers, and then she held Song Jin's hand with her backhand.
Then I heard the girl say firmly: "You have done a lot for us and never gave up on me. Similarly, you should not give up on yourself."
The tears from Mrs. Lin's eyes fell on their folded hands, burning Song Jin's heart.
Song Jin pursed her lips: "So I don't think that your current happiness is a bit unfair to anyone."
"I believe... Mr. Shi would think so too."
Mrs. Lin looked at the girl in front of her. She forgot to breathe and forgot to cry. Shi Yan’s face gradually appeared in front of her eyes.
It was just like Shi Yan was saying the same thing to Mrs. Lin in front of her.
Mrs. Lin couldn't help but think of her late husband.
Mrs. Lin murmured, "Xiaojin, you look a lot like your father."
Song Jin: "Hmm?"
Mrs. Lin's tears had dried up and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her lips, as if she had returned to her girlhood.
"At that time, I took advantage of someone's misfortune. Your father was ill and didn't take the imperial examination. He had no money to return home, so I proposed to get married."
"I originally thought that he would be upset about losing this opportunity, but he was actually very open-minded. He worked with me every day to earn money to take care of my mother. Later, I asked him if he would be sad about missing this opportunity. He said no, there was nothing to be sad about. Even if he couldn't take the imperial examination in this life, he could still live a good life. He could work with me to set up a stall, or he could be a teacher, and we wouldn't starve."
Mrs. Lin smiled faintly: "He is a very broad-minded person. He always finds the most suitable way to live his life. He never complains about himself, nor is he pessimistic or conceited."
This was the first time Song Jin heard about his biological father.
As she listened, she did not feel annoyed or repulsed. She even felt that the person who had never appeared with her was like a very good elder.
Mr. Lin is already very good. To be praised like this by Mrs. Lin, Shi Yan must be a very good person.
He was just a young man when he died.
He was dressed in a blue shirt, feeling warm all over, with the spring sunshine shining on him.
The shadow was blurry. Song Jin had never seen him before, but it seemed like he had seen him many times.
Song Jin asked, "Is he handsome?"
"Of course!" Mrs. Lin said quickly, her eyes and heart full of praise: "Otherwise, how could I fall in love with him at first sight!"
Song Jin said nothing.
She suddenly thought that the King of Qi was also very handsome.
Song Jin nodded: "I believe it."
At this point, the gloomy mood disappeared a little. Mrs. Lin suddenly thought of something. She hesitated a little, but finally asked, "Xiao Jin, you didn't come here by yourself today? What is your relationship with Xie Qiao, the head of the Xie family? I heard that you are his adopted sister?"
Song Jin pursed her lips: "She is a sister, but she is more than just a sister..."
Mrs. Lin only checked this far, and she hasn't checked more.
Song Jin did not intend to hide it from Mrs. Lin: "He is not only my sworn brother, but also my ex-husband."
"Ex-husband?!" Mrs. Lin had never expected this.
She only knew that Song Jin had been married before in Chongzhou, but that man died not long after. That's why Song Jin came to Kyoto alone to look for her relatives.
But she didn't expect that her ex-husband was Xie Qiao.
Song Jin briefly told Mrs. Lin about what happened before, but she did not tell her about her current relationship with Xie Qiao.
"So that's how it is. You two are destined to be together." Mrs. Lin frowned slightly.
She didn't expect that Song Jin would have such a marriage.
She once thought that she should recognize Song Jin and find a good marriage for her.
With her status in Kyoto, it was easy for her to find a good marriage for Song Jin.
But now if Xie Qiao is caught in the middle...
Mrs. Lin was a little embarrassed. She tried to test him lightly: "Xiao Jin, do you still want to continue your relationship with Xie Qiao in the future?"
Song Jin didn't hesitate, she simply nodded: "I thought so."
Mrs. Lin frowned, "Xiao Jin, although our family is not short of money, it is only a merchant family after all. Xie Qiao is of noble status. He is the Grand Tutor and the Patriarch of the Xie family. After you marry into the Xie family, you will have to face the entire Xie family. Your burden will be heavy. The Xie family is the Xie family, and there must be many family rules..."
Madam Lin said seriously, "Xiao Jin, you don't have to be bound by those useless principles of being faithful to one person. Since your previous engagement was a coincidence, you don't have any relationship now. You can naturally find someone better."
"I know everything. I am not bound by anything. I really like him." Song Jin's voice was light but very clear: "I like him, so I want to marry him. I know all those things. He said that after I marry him, he will not stop me from doing anything, and he can even stop being the head of the Xie family."
Mrs. Lin never expected Xie Qiao to be like this.
But she suddenly remembered that Xie Qiao rushed into the sea of fire without hesitation and brought Xiao Jin out.
Maybe he really meant it.
"What if he does that in the future..." Mrs. Lin was still worried.
Song Jin continued, "Don't worry, if he and I don't live well together in the future, I will separate from him. If I can leave once, I can leave a second time."
She said firmly: "No matter what, I will make my life comfortable."
Mrs. Lin looked at the girl in front of her.
She sincerely felt that her daughter was really good.
She is strong and kind, she has lost a lot and gained a lot, she is smart, sharp and courageous.
She will live a good life no matter where she is or who she is with.
Mrs. Lin sincerely believed that Song Jin was telling the truth.
She didn't dare to think, if Song Jin was raised by her, would she raise Song Jin like this with her hatred towards her family?
But she was confident.
This little girl is a very good girl herself.
Mrs. Lin breathed a sigh of relief: "Xiao Jin, do whatever you want to do. I will support you behind the scenes."
Song Jin nodded, and she finally smiled in relief.
She said: "Although I will recognize you, I don't want to change my words yet. I still want to be Song Jin in the future."
Mrs. Lin had already thought of it: "Okay."
From beginning to end, she never forced Song Jin to recognize her, nor did she want her to leave the Song family and become her daughter.
She just wanted Song Jin to be happy.
As long as Song Jin is happy, she can do anything.
Song Jin continued: "I don't want the assets under your name either, but there is one thing I want you to help me with."
Mrs. Lin: “Hmm?”
Song Jin's cute face showed a little ambition: "I want to learn how to do business. I want to make my pastry shop the best in Kyoto."
Mrs. Lin was stunned for a moment, then she raised her head proudly and looked at the girl in front of her with admiration.
Faintly, she saw herself when she was younger.
"Okay." Mrs. Lin agreed immediately: "I'll teach you."
Song Jin smiled, and the awkwardness and nervousness she had when she first entered the room disappeared a lot. She was still Song Jin.
She didn't lose anything, but gained more.
She couldn't help but touch her heart.
There is a scar there that will never disappear in her life.
But it's magical.
This scar was left by her biological grandfather, but it was also her grandfather who healed it slowly, bit by bit.
During those times that she didn't know, there were people who wanted to harm her, but there were also people who tried their best to protect her.
She is strong and lucky.
Xie Qiao was waiting in the outer courtyard of the Lin Mansion. In less than an hour, he saw Song Jin coming out of the inner courtyard.
Chun Xing escorted her out of the inner courtyard. After seeing Xie Qiao, she bowed and turned away.
Xie Qiao went forward to meet him.
He looked at Song Jin's face and saw that there was no abnormal expression. She was even in a good mood, much better than before she went in.
Xie Qiao's indifferent eyes showed some emotion: "Are you done?"
Song Jin: "That's it, let's go back."
Xie Qiao raised his lips: "Okay, let's go home."
The carriage had been waiting outside the Lin Mansion. As soon as they got on the carriage, they headed towards the Xie Mansion.
Xie Qiao looked at the girl in front of him.
He lowered his eyes, somewhat hesitant.
This was the first time he hesitated like this.
He wanted to ask Song Jin, since she had already resolved the matter of the Lin Mansion, if she could give him some answers.
But she was so happy today. If he asked now, would it ruin her good mood?
But unexpectedly, Song Jin took the initiative to bring it up.
The girl looked up at Xie Qiao, her eyes bright and the dimples on her cheeks faintly visible.
"Xie Qiao, I have made a decision about what happened before."
Xie Qiao raised the corner of his mouth and moved closer to the girl in front of him.
He whispered, "Hmm?"
Song Jin blinked: "First of all, I am sure of one thing."
Xie Qiao curved his lips: "Hmm?"
Song Jin leaned over and kissed him on the cheek: "I like you, only you, and I only want to sleep with you."
"Yeah." Xie Qiao was coaxed into feeling like he was floating.
Although he had guessed the answer long ago, he felt a little nervous before Song Jin said it in person.
He, Xie Qiao, was usually indifferent. Nothing could affect his emotions. In fact, he only gave others his own decisions.
But this time.
He was nervous.
Song Jin looked at Xie Qiao in front of her, whose eyebrows and eyes were raised. She felt a little nervous when she thought about what she was going to say in a while.
She suddenly thought of what Xie Qiao had told her last night.
She decided to give it a try first.
She screamed in her heart.
[Don’t get married first!] 】
Let’s not get married first! 】
She observed Xie Qiao's expression and found that nothing had changed.
He must really be unable to hear her voice.
Then she kissed Xie Qiao's lips a few more times.
Xie Qiao reacted to her kiss. He reached out and held Song Jin in his arms, deepening the kiss.
It was not until Song Jin felt something pressing against her thighs, and it was getting harder and harder, that she patted Xie Qiao's chest and said, "Wait, wait!"
Xie Qiao panted heavily and raised his hand to wipe away the mark on Song Jin's lips.
He whispered, "Let's go back and do it."
"No, no..." Song Jin buried her face in his neck, "I want to say that although I like you, we won't get married yet."
Xie Qiao was stunned.
Some even died down.
He tightly grasped Song Jin's slender waist and said in a dangerous voice: "Ajin, what are you talking about?"
Song Jin twisted his legs twice, and after feeling his lower body rising again, he continued with evil intentions: "I said, let's not get married yet. I want to do what I like first. After I'm done, we can get married."
"What do you want to do?" Xie Qiao was not stupid: "You want to open a pastry shop, I won't stop you, but what does this have to do with our marriage?"
Song Jin was silent for a while.
She lowered her head and kissed his neck like a bird pecking at it: "I want to learn how to do business from Madam Lin. I want to become someone like her, and then marry you."
That way, she would always have the power to leave.
Xie Qiao said nothing.
He stood still, only the thing poking Song Jin was changing.
Xie Qiao endured it. He moved a little, and after hearing Song Jin's unbearable groan, he asked, "Can you bear it?"
Song Jin gritted his teeth and said, "You can come secretly. Didn't you say that if I get married, you wouldn't mind coming to see me secretly? Why? Now you can't even tolerate this little request?"
I didn't hear Xie Qiao's answer.
Song Jin didn't understand what Xie Qiao meant, but she rubbed him fearlessly and said, "Is it okay?"
Xie Qiao's voice came, with some gnashing of teeth: "How long?"
Song Jinsong said in a low voice: "Two years at most."
Xie Qiao hugged Song Jin's waist tightly, put his hand under her skirt, and kneaded her thighs: "Okay, I promise you, but you have to be mentally prepared."
Song Jin: "Hmm?"
Xie Qiao bit her earlobe and said, "A widower who is unsatisfied with his desires is very irrational. Ah Jin, you have to bear with me."
He groaned, his head feeling a little blank from being rubbed.
She only murmured her doubts quietly after he was fully inside her.
Song Jin: "Hmm?"
Song Jin: "Hmmmm???"
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Two years later, people were coming and going on East Street, the busiest street in Kyoto, and everyone was standing in front of a pavilion that was about to open.
"I heard that the owner of this snack shop is Mrs. Lin's daughter who was raised in her hometown. It seems that she has to be lucky."
"Don't say that. The owner originally opened a pastry shop in Lingjiao Lane. Her pastries are delicious and affordable. It's her own ability that she opened a shop on East Street."
"Don't tell me, this shopkeeper is also good-looking. If she hadn't said that she was already engaged, I would have proposed to her!"
"You? The shopkeeper thinks highly of you. Don't be a toad dreaming of eating swan meat!"
The people gathered at the door were talking and laughing. With a burst of firecrackers, a woman in a light-colored brocade dress came out of the building.
Her hair was neatly combed into a fashionable bun, adorned with pearls and small flowers, making her look very pretty.
Everyone was stunned.
Song Jin walked to the door and smiled at everyone.
Seeing that there were already a huge crowd of people, she stood at the door and listened to the waiter shouting, "The auspicious time has arrived, please unveil the sign to welcome the guests!"
Song Jin walked to the red silk, with Que'er standing on the other side a little awkwardly. Each of them pulled a hanging ribbon and then lifted it gently.
The words "Xi Pu" appear on the plaque.
There were circles of congratulations coming from all around.
Song Jin said loudly: "Everyone, today is the grand opening of our store. We have prepared many new products for you to taste for free. Please come in and taste them!"
"good!"
“Okay, okay!”
"Thank you, shopkeeper!"
After Song Jin finished speaking, she smiled and turned aside, watching the group of customers enter the store.
However, in just two years, Song Jin is no longer the girl she used to be. She has become much more stable and grown up.
Que'er came close to Song Jin, her nose a little sour: "Sister Xiaojin, we actually did it..."
Song Jin nodded: "I didn't expect it either."
It was originally just a fantasy of two girls making steamed buns at a stall, but unexpectedly it actually came true one day.
Song Jin took Que'er's hand and walked into the store: "Let's go greet the guests."
Que'er was no longer as cowardly as before.
Song Jin is not the only one who has grown.
Que'er: "Okay."
Because of the opening, Xipu did not close until very late.
When Song Jin returned in the carriage, many of the lights had gone out.
Song Jin now lives in a yard that she bought herself. The yard is neither big nor small and has two branches.
She lived in one place and the sparrow lived in another.
She also transferred Xiao Luo from the Xie family to help her manage the household, and also found a few maids and guards.
He already looked like a shopkeeper.
Song Jin returned to his own yard.
When she went out in the morning, she told them not to wait for her to come back, so everyone in the yard had already gone to bed. Xiao Luo also returned to the side room after preparing hot water for her to wash.
As soon as Song Jin opened the door, a strong arm embraced her slender waist.
Song Jin did not struggle or scream.
She smelled a familiar scent and patted the arm: "Xie Qiao, you're holding me too tight."
Then in the moonlight, Xie Qiao's face appeared.
His face hasn't changed much in the past two years, but his temperament has become more mature.
Without saying a word, he picked up Song Jin and carried him to the bed.
Song Jin took the opportunity to hug Xie Qiao's neck and whispered, "Can we just do it once tonight? I'm a little tired today."
Xie Qiao: "I'll try my best."
Song Jin sighed helplessly.
In the past two years, she completely understood what Xie Qiao meant by "an unsatisfied widower".
But it was she who was dragging him.
She could only grit her teeth and bear it.
The bed curtains swayed, and the moonlight crept into the room quietly. After hearing the hoarse gasps, it hid itself embarrassedly.
However, in spring, petals are falling outside the window.
The spring water ripples, and petals fall into the pool, but are scattered by the dew that falls from the flowers.
Can only drift around helplessly.
Finally it stopped at a place, wet by the lake water and turned red.
Song Jin lay in Xie Qiao's arms with a flushed face. She was breathing softly, but Xie Qiao was in high spirits.
Song Jin recalled the posture tonight, which she had never seen before.
Song Jin said in a hoarse voice: "Is this posture tonight something you came up with?"
Xie Qiao did not deny it: "I said, I am very accomplished in this."
Song Jinxin's.
She really believed it.
Although they did not get married during these two years, they did not leave anything behind. Even half of her room was filled with Xie Qiao's things.
When he came here in the past, he lived here.
In just two years, the "house rules" he had written and illustrated himself had been filled with many new poses. The last time she looked through it, the booklet was almost full.
Song Jin felt a little scared when he thought of this.
Every time Xie Qiao thought of a new move, he would pull her to try it out.
That’s fine, but he still carries a resentment of abandoning his husband, and that’s a bit deadly.
Just like just now, he really only did it once.
But it was deeper and more brutal than any previous time, as if reminding her of something.
Song Jin rested his head on his arm and looked at the man in front of him.
That's right.
They have been sleeping together for two years, but she still hasn't gotten tired of it.
His waist and face were still the way she liked them.
Song Jin rubbed Xie Qiao's arm: "Xie Qiao, should we..."
Xie Qiao leaned over and kissed Song Jin's forehead: "I will come to propose marriage tomorrow."
Song Jin did not refuse this time: "Yes."
Hearing the girl's response, Xie Qiao curled his lips, and the resentment in the corners of his eyes dissipated. He hugged Song Jin again and whispered in her ear: "Then let's try another move?"
Song Jin clamped her legs together in fear: "No, please don't do that."
Xie Qiao said "hmm" lightly, and then gently picked up Song Jin: "Okay, listen to my wife."
It's okay.
Anyway, they have many days and nights in the future.
He prepared a new booklet with many blank pages.
They can try slowly.
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