Chapter 321 I'll do
it myself Shi Yamin didn't tell other people in her family about being pushed into the pond. On the one hand, she was afraid that they would worry, and on the other hand, she herself was not sure whether someone pushed her into the pond that day.
It happened too quickly, and her memory was very vague afterwards. She was not sure whether she slipped or was really pushed into the pond.
The reason why she told Xia Qingxi was because she really didn't have any friends she could trust. Thinking back to what Xia Qingxi said, she no longer believed Huang Caiping that much, but it was really uncomfortable to keep this matter in her heart, so she wanted to tell Xia Qingxi who saved her life. Xia
Qingxi didn't have any good suggestions for this matter. After all, even Shi Yamin was not sure whether someone pushed her into the pond.
And even if someone else pushed her, Shi Yamin had a bad temper in the past and had offended many people, not to mention that there were more than one person who wanted to take advantage of Su Xiangdong, so it was really hard to tell who it was.
In the end, Xia Qingxi could only ask Shi Yamin to pay more attention and be careful, and not to trust other people too much except for family members.
Not long after Shi Yamin left, Lu Jingxie came back. He moved quickly and paved the remaining half of the road in a short time. At this time, Xia Qingxi had also prepared dinner.
The two had dinner in the small courtyard. Lu Jingxie asked Xia Qingxi to take a shower first, and he cleaned up the dishes.
Xia Qingxi washed up and lay down on the bed. She was really tired after working all afternoon.
When Lu Jingzhen returned to the room, he saw Xia Qingxing pinching her neck and shoulders. Her skin was white, and the red marks left by being pressed were very obvious.
He thought to himself: I can't let my wife do these heavy jobs anymore. Her small body can do it for an entire afternoon, but he can do it in an hour.
When Lu Jingzhen finished washing and went to the room, Xia Qingxing was already drowsy and almost asleep.
Lu Jingzhen sat on the bed, put Xia Qingxing's head on his legs, then pulled her clothes down and put his hands on Xia Qingxing's shoulders.
When the other party's hot hands touched Xia Qingxi's skin, she woke up a little and knew what he wanted to do. Xia Qingxi did not refuse, but just said to Lu Jingxi softly:
"Lu Jingxi, I am a little tired today. Can you move by yourself in a while?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she found something wrong. Lu Jingxi's hands did not move down like before, but stayed on her shoulders. The strength was just right, making her feel that her neck and shoulders were relaxed a lot.
Xia Qingxi realized that the other party did not want that, but simply helped her massage.
Thinking of what she had just said: "Why don't you do it yourself?" Xia Qingying suddenly felt extremely embarrassed and quickly changed the subject:
"Well, today you didn't give Deputy Chief of Staff Mo face, will he do something bad behind your back like Third Brother said?"
Lu Jing knew that his wife was trying to change the subject, and did not expose her. While massaging her shoulders and neck, he replied:
"He is not that capable."
"But he has a higher position than you? Is it really okay?" Xia Qingying asked softly.
In fact, Xia Qingying was not just making small talk. She was still thinking about this matter in her heart, especially after listening to Su Xiangnan's words, she was always a little uneasy.
She knew that Lu Jingzhe would not "educate" her superiors if it was not to protect herself.
"His position is a false one, and he can't reach the regiment headquarters." Lu Jingzhe's voice didn't fluctuate much, as if he didn't take the matter to heart at all.
"Oh." Xia Qingning didn't know much about these positions in the army, but after hearing what Lu Jingzhe said, she gradually felt at ease.
She knew that she didn't need to worry too much. Lu Jingzhe himself was very strong, and he had two uncles to protect him. Even if Mo Jianguo really wanted to make some small move, he would have to weigh it carefully.
"I told you last time not to do these heavy jobs anymore. Why didn't you listen?" Lu Jingchen said as he rubbed her shoulders. It sounded like a reproach, but it was more of a pampering and concern.
"Well, I won't do it again." Xia Qingling heard the reproach in his words and immediately put on a pitiful look, stretched out her hand, and said in a husky voice:
"My hand hurts too."
This trick really worked. Lu Jingchen's attention was all shifted to her hand. He helped her check if it was broken and soothed her.
Looking at such a gentle Captain Lu, Xia Qingling felt warm in her heart and felt that she had really found a treasure.
"Just now, sister-in-law came to say that the school wants you to be a teacher?" Seeing that her hand was fine, Lu Jingchen gently put it down and began to massage her shoulders again.
"Yes." Xia Qingling responded softly, and then repeated what Shi Yamin had said to her, saying that after she helped them draw the blackboard newspaper, she was ready to report to the Propaganda Department.
But she did not mention that Shi Yamin suspected that she was pushed into the pond.
On the one hand, even Shi Yamin herself was not sure whether she was pushed by someone. On the other hand, if she was really pushed, Lu Jingchen knew about it, which was equivalent to his eldest brother knowing about it. At that time, a big investigation would only make trouble.
"Yes, good." Lu Jingchen agreed. It would be easier for the Propaganda Department to put out a blackboard newspaper once a week and then do the layout of the newspaper.
The strength of Lu Jingzhen's hand was neither too strong nor too weak. Xia Qingqing felt very relaxed and gradually felt sleepy.
Just when she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly felt that Lu Jingzhen's hand was no longer on her shoulders and neck, but moved to her breasts.
She slightly opened her eyes and found that he had turned off the light without knowing when. After knowing his intention, Xia Qingqing hesitated and said:
"Lu Jingzhen, I'm so sleepy, can I go to sleep?"
"Yeah." The man's deep voice sounded in the darkness.
Xia Qingqing saw that he agreed and was about to turn over, but she heard him say seductively:
"You sleep, I will move by myself."
Liar! He was lying to her! He really didn't let her sleep, and they kept going back and forth for almost two hours, but it didn't end.
When the passion reached its peak, she suddenly moaned and called him vaguely "Fourth Brother..." She
was about to stop, but this call broke his defense and he worked as hard as a lion in June or July, working day and night without getting tired.
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The next day, when Mo Zhenzhen went to register for the art troupe, she accidentally heard her friend say that Mo Ya also came to register yesterday. At that time, she didn't take it seriously at all, just thinking that the other party was just asking for trouble.
When it was her turn to perform, she played a piece on the violin. Because she hadn't played for a long time, she made two mistakes. From the look of her vocal teacher's face, she seemed not very satisfied. However, Mo Zhenzhen didn't seem to be worried at all. She believed that her mother Zhu Wanru would definitely let her join the art troupe smoothly.
In the evening, when Mo Ya returned home, Mo Zhenzhen was chewing an apple while watching her busy cooking in the kitchen. She asked jokingly,
"I heard that you also signed up for the art troupe yesterday?"
Mo Ya stir-fried the dishes in the pot and replied,
"I went."
"Hahaha..." Mo Zhenzhen suddenly laughed, and it took a long time before she stopped, and she mocked,
"Mo Daya, do you think the art troupe is a circus? What do they hire you for? To perform a big show with a mop? Hahaha..."
Mo Ya frowned, looked at Mo Zhenzhen and "kindly" reminded her,
"Zhenzhen, stop laughing." After that, she said,
"Your laughter reminds me of the old lady selling popsicles in the movie. It's so scary."
"Mo Daya, what do you mean!" Mo Zhenzhen on the side was instantly furious. She actually dared to compare herself to the scary female spy in the movie. Mo Zhenzhen shouted loudly:
"Who do you say is the spy and who is the old lady."
While speaking, Mo Zhenzhen raised the apple in her hand and was about to throw it at Mo Ya. At this moment, a boy of twelve or thirteen years old suddenly stood in front of her and shouted at Mo Zhenzhen:
"Mo Zhenzhen, you are not allowed to bully your elder sister!"
The boy who spoke was Mo Minsheng, the youngest son of Zhu Wanru and Mo Jianguo. Mo Ya was only 12 years old when she first came to the Mo family, and Mo Minsheng was less than one year old at the time. He was basically brought up by Mo Ya, so in this family, he was the only one who recognized this elder sister.
"Mo Minsheng, who are you calling big sister? I am your big sister, born from the same mother! Is there something wrong with your brain?
You can't tell friend from foe!" Seeing her brother helping outsiders, Mo Zhenzhen yelled angrily. "Anyway, you are not allowed to bully big sister!" Mo Minsheng didn't fall for her family bond:
"If you hit big sister, I will hit you."
Mo Zhenzhen glared at Mo Minsheng fiercely, but didn't dare to provoke him. He knew very well that in the eyes of his parents, his status was not as good as this brother. He glared at Mo Ya unwillingly, then turned and left.
Mo Minsheng looked at Mo Ya with a triumphant smile, and said softly:
"Big sister, don't be afraid of her, I will protect you."
Mo Ya touched Mo Minsheng's head, and felt extremely relieved. This brother was not loved in vain.
On Saturday, the comrades who had signed up for the art troupe went to the military district's propaganda column early. The red list had been posted. Not many people were selected for the art troupe this time, only twenty or thirty.
Mo Zhenzhen stood at the front and looked three times but couldn't find her name. She was very angry. At this time, she saw Xia Qingxi and Mo Ya walking over arm in arm.
Mo Zhenzhen didn't see the name "Mo Daya" on the red list just now, so she naturally thought that Mo Ya was not selected either. She suddenly felt much better in her heart. She looked at Mo Ya and sneered:
"Mo Daya, don't go and look, you're not on it! Haha, I've said, the art troupe doesn't want circus performers."