Chapter 5. Shen Lang, locked out, was utterly helpless…
Shen Lang, who was locked out, was speechless. His reputation was indeed quite bad, but he had always been quite gentle with Jiang Can, right? "What are you afraid of? Do you think I would fight you?"
Jiang Can thought to herself, "It's only the second day of our marriage, and we're barely more familiar than strangers. How can I not be scared?" She felt uneasy. "If you do something wrong, run away as fast as you can, run into the deep mountains and forests, and I'll pretend I never saw you tonight."
Shen Lang rolled his eyes and took off his sticky shirt at the door. "Thank you so much." He then explained, "Some people in the factory caused trouble and almost beat several leaders to death. My clothes are covered in their blood. Throw me a towel and I'm going to take a shower."
He forgot that women are afraid of blood; he should have taken a shower first.
Jiang Can was skeptical, but she gave him a towel and clean clothes, which scared away his sleepiness. She helped him bring out the hot rice from the coal stove and also made a hot and sour egg soup.
Shen Lang's shower was simple; he just rinsed himself under the tap, and after washing himself clean, he haphazardly dried his hair with a towel, then went into the main room wearing shorts.
Jiang Can sat at the dining table waiting for him. On the table was a large bowl of hot and sour egg soup, a plate of stir-fried pork intestines, and a plate of meat pies, all still steaming hot.
Jiang Can was a little sleepy, yawning as he half-lyed on the table. His waist-length hair hung down to one side, covering most of his face, revealing only his half-closed eyes with long, thick eyelashes like small fans.
This was the first time in Shen Lang's life that someone had saved food for him. He couldn't quite describe the feeling, but he was definitely happy.
He's a married man now, so no matter when he comes home, there's always food for him.
When Jiang Can saw Shen Lang enter, his eyes first fell on Shen Lang's bare upper body, and he perked up a bit.
Sigh, who can resist broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and six-pack abs, especially when he's incredibly handsome?
Jiang Can picked up the chopsticks and handed them to him: "Try it, and see what it tastes like to eat fatty intestines that even dogs wouldn't eat."
Shen Lang: ...
The bright red dish on the table is stir-fried pork intestines. Just by smelling it, you can tell that the intestines must be delicious.
Shen Lang didn't take the chopsticks, but instead pulled Jiang Can into his arms and kissed her lips.
He wanted to kiss her, he really wanted to.
Jiang Can was so weak from the kisses that her pajamas were mostly removed. After he had finished kissing her, he helped her put her clothes back on and then held her while they ate.
Jiang Can objected, worried that the food would get on her clothes. Shen Lang assured her it wouldn't, but Jiang Can was still unhappy: "If you get it on my clothes, you'll have to wash all the clothes in the house from now on."
"Okay." Shen Lang held Jiang Can while they ate. The stir-fried pork intestines were really delicious. After the first bite, he wanted a second bite. He said, "It's numbing and spicy. Dogs definitely can't eat it. It's not good for dogs. I have to eat it."
Jiang Can: "Tch!"
Shen Lang ate his meal with steady hands, using a pie to catch the oil, ensuring that no oil stains got on Jiang Can's clothes.
Jiang Can thought to herself that this wouldn't do. Seizing the opportunity, she rubbed her calf against his leg, twisted her waist, and pressed herself even closer to him. At the same time, she reached out and hugged his neck, looking up at him: "Why did others beat up your factory leader?"
With a beautiful woman sitting on his lap, and deliberately in this pose, who wouldn't tremble?
Shen Lang trembled and almost dropped his chopsticks. "Luckily, I didn't get your clothes dirty." He then lowered his head and gently kissed Jiang Can's lips.
He was tempted to accept the offer, but he didn't wash the clothes.
Jiang Can was furious. "You big liar!" He didn't even ask about the cotton mill anymore, and pushed Shen Lang away.
The disdain was crystal clear.
Shen Lang clicked his tongue, quickly finished his meal, brushed his teeth and washed his face again, and went into the bedroom.
Jiang Can didn't leave the lights on, so the room was pitch black and nothing could be seen clearly. After locking the door from the inside, Shen Lang walked into the room in the dark, slipped on his slippers, got into bed, and pulled his wife into his arms.
"I brushed my teeth and washed my face, smell it."
Jiang Can covered her mouth: "It's the middle of the night, let's go to sleep."
Shen Lang kissed her cheek again and hugged her as he told her about what happened today: "Aren't you curious about what happened at the cotton mill?"
Jiang Can was naturally curious; who doesn't love gossip? "Whether you say it or not, I'll hear about it sooner or later."
Shen Lang: "The cotton mill hasn't been doing well lately. Today, the factory manager declared bankruptcy. The unemployed workers couldn't take it anymore and took advantage of the chaos to surround the factory leaders. The deputy secretary of the county party committee was also there at the time. Several workers went all out, hitting the leaders on the head with bricks. It's understandable that they attacked the factory manager and deputy manager. If they hadn't messed around, the factory wouldn't have gone bankrupt, and I wouldn't be unemployed. However, the leaders sent by the county were quite innocent. After I arrived, I rescued the people, dispersed the crowd, and later went to the police station to give a statement." After saying that, he started pecking Jiang Can's face again: "Wife, our good days are coming."
He saved the life of the deputy secretary of the county party committee.
If those bricks had landed on the deputy secretary's head, it could have been fatal.
Jiang Can was also quite happy. The two were husband and wife. If Shen Lang was doing well, she would definitely be doing well too. Perhaps with this connection, she could also find a school to repeat her studies.
Shen Lang was in a good mood, and his wife had even left him some food. It was nice to be remembered. He couldn't help but caress Jiang Canru's jade-like skin. Her body was so tempting. She looked thin, but she hadn't lost any of the flesh she should have. Her chest and buttocks were plump and fleshy. He couldn't get enough of touching her, kissing her, or doing things with her.
It truly proves the saying, "To die beneath a peony is to be a romantic ghost."
Jiang Can couldn't take it all. Her voice was hoarse from shouting, and she cried, begging Shen Lang to stop quickly. She had to get up early to sell food the next day, and she wanted to sleep.
Shen Lang kissed her, "Just this once."
The next day, Jiang Can woke up very early. She was thinking about selling breakfast, so she woke up at the appointed time. She checked the time and it was 4:30. She guessed that it hadn't been long since she had spoken!
Thinking of last night, her cheeks flushed instantly, even the roots of her ears felt hot, and her whole body turned as red as a steamed shrimp.
I was sleepy and tired, but I still had to get up; selling food was the most important thing.
She took a deep breath, turned on the light, and kicked Shen Lang. He wouldn't let her sleep last night, so he wouldn't be able to sleep this morning either.
fair enough.
The light that was on also revealed her bright red cheeks.
Shen Lang wasn't annoyed at being kicked awake. He rested his head on his arm and lazily looked at her: "Your face is so red, you want to? One more time isn't out of the question."
Jiang Can said fiercely, "Get up and make steamed buns."
The two of them made a total of 70 chive and egg buns, 38 pork buns, and reheated the tea eggs.
Shen Lang can't cook, can't make steamed buns, and is terrible at chopping vegetables. He can only do rough work like kneading dough, making him utterly useless.
After the steamed buns were cooked, he ate two large meat buns and two chive buns in a row. After that, he asked Jiang Can for ten more meat buns and ten more chive buns on credit, saying that he would visit the factory leaders and the deputy secretary of the county party committee at the hospital later.
Jiang Can was very distressed, but she still said that she didn't need to pay on credit, and that it would be considered as a sponsorship from Shen Lang.
The two went their separate ways. Jiang Can put the rest into a bamboo basket and rode his bicycle to the street corner.
As dawn broke, several families were already selling breakfast at the street corner. Jiang Can lifted the cotton cloth on the bamboo basket and took out a bowl of tea eggs on top, which contained steaming hot buns.
This morning went even better than last night. Not long after, a stylishly dressed lady came to buy steamed buns. She ordered ten meat buns and five tea eggs. "Your buns are delicious," she said. "I bought two yesterday, and they weren't enough to share at mealtime. I'm buying a few more today to take to my parents."
"Thank you for patronizing my business, sister. I'll give you a chive and egg bun as a gift. Please try this vegetarian bun when you get home." Jiang Can smiled as she packed the bun for her.
A passerby, seeing how much she bought, asked curiously, "Is it really that delicious?"
The woman, carrying the steamed buns, said, "If they weren't tasty, would I have bought so many?"
In less than an hour, Jiang Can sold out of her fresh meat buns and tea eggs. She packed up her stall and went to the morning market to buy vegetables. At noon, she sold fast food. She bought two large roosters weighing four or five pounds each. The chicken meat cost 2.2 yuan per pound, and she spent a total of 23 yuan. When the owner killed the chickens, Jiang Can also kept the chicken blood. The two large roosters had almost a bowl of chicken blood.
He also picked out about ten pounds of pork belly with a good balance of fat and lean meat, about ten pounds of pig intestines, and a lot of pig trotters, pig ears, pig tails, pig head meat, and pork heart meat from the butcher shop.
The butcher rounded down the price and even gave me four extra big pork bones.
That's how they spent the hundred yuan they earned selling food that morning.
When she passed by the beef stall, she couldn't move her feet. Since she was selling braised food at night, beef was a must.
Two women in their forties were selecting beef at the beef stall.
One of the women was dressed very fashionably, wearing gold earrings and a gold necklace.
Jiang Can took a second look; the gold was truly beautiful.
The two women, their faces beaming with joy, huddled together talking. The stylish woman said, "Where are you planning to buy a house? I've got my eye on the apartments in Happiness New City. I'm thinking of adding some more money to buy a 70-square-meter apartment. The buildings there are beautiful and grand."
Another woman said, "My family doesn't have enough money. My husband said we should buy a courtyard house to live in; it only costs a little over ten thousand. We can grow vegetables in the yard, which will be very comfortable. The boss is kind-hearted and doesn't want us to move out immediately. I'm thinking, whenever we're allowed to move out, that's when my family can buy another courtyard house." She looked at the other woman enviously, "Meiyun, are those gold earrings and gold necklace new? They're so beautiful."
“As soon as I got the money yesterday, I went to the mall and bought it. If I hadn’t bought the apartment, I would have also wanted to buy a gold bracelet. I’ve been saving and scrimping for half my life, and now that I’ve made a fortune, I have to treat myself to something. This year I’ve really had incredible luck. That old house would have sold for at most 29,000 yuan, but we sold it for 40,000! That’s almost doubled. Who would have thought that big boss would be interested in our old apartment building?”
"If the big boss hadn't forbidden me from telling anyone, I would have told that little bitch Peng Ying and let her hear the price our house sold for, making her green with envy."
The two of them burst into laughter again and continued to complain. The stylish woman named Meiyun was even planning to have her son sell his job in the enamel factory workshop and buy an office job instead.
Jiang Can strained his ears to listen. Actually, the two were speaking quite softly, but Jiang Can had excellent hearing! However, he couldn't hear everything very clearly.
But just hearing this much is incredible!
There's definitely something fishy going on here. Could it be that the big boss is doing charity work?
Jiang Can strained his ears to listen more attentively, hoping the two could share more useful information.
Soon, the stylish woman bought five jin of beef, and the other woman bought two jin.
Seeing the two preparing to leave, Jiang Can leaned over and asked, "Sister, where do you live? My family also lives near the enamel factory. Could you act as a go-between and get someone to buy my house? I don't want you two sisters to help for nothing."
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