Chapter 6 The Eldest Sister-in-Law and Her Macho Young Husband (2)
Cheng Hu ignored her shock, continuing his work while coaxing her gently, "Come on, let me ask you."
When we were little, we cried when we were hungry, wanted to be held when we were cold, and fussed when we were uncomfortable. Isn't that how we're 'teaching' them, in the most primitive way, what kind of love we need?
Yan Shuyi was bewildered and didn't know what to say, so she just gave a blank "hmm".
Cheng Hu: "Now that we've grown up and acquired more knowledge and skills, can we use more sophisticated methods to guide them and love us in ways that we like and can accept?"
Yan Shuyi: "..." Actually, that makes some sense.
Cheng Hu seemed to have switched to a teaching channel, speaking eloquently and earnestly, yet his hand gestures remained precise and powerful: "Old people, sometimes they're not much different from children."
You need to 'teach' them, 'coax' them, and also make them feel valued.
Going with the flow won't work, and going against it won't work either.
You need to plan and teach them to follow your pace.
They're relieved, you're happy, everyone's happy—isn't that a win-win situation?
Another burning sensation ran down her back, and Yan Shuyi broke out in a cold sweat. The awkwardness and annoyance of having a secret truth exposed, mixed with the pain, surged up inside her. She said sarcastically, "You make a lot of sense, it sounds quite plausible."
"What, you're so capable, you must have your old folks completely bewildered and obedient to you, right?"
Cheng Hu's hand movements seemed to pause for a very subtle second before continuing. Through his mask, his voice carried a distant and gentle chuckle as he said very frankly, "Of course, if they were still here, they would be the happiest and most obedient old folks right now." There was no sadness in his voice, only a matter-of-fact certainty, as if he were stating a warm fact.
Yan Shuyi: "..."
Perhaps it was because the man was too honest, or perhaps he really needed to talk to ease the pain, but that day, under those circumstances, the two of them chatted for a long time, one sentence after another.
Later, Cheng Hu still lent her 3,000 yuan.
However, Yan Shuyi didn't use the money to buy a phone. Instead, she asked Cheng Hu to help her find a temporary place to stay. She needed to stay away from home for half a month to calm down.
Cheng Hu's heart, which had finally settled down, started racing again. Worried that she might encounter a bad landlord, he simply lent her his vacant single room.
Cheng Hu's rented apartment was right above the tattoo shop. Since he was busy until eight or nine o'clock every day, the two of them rarely saw each other.
Yan Shuyi doesn't do much every day, just lies around doing nothing. Cheng Hu brings her food and drinks. Her only job is to watch dramas and variety shows on Cheng Hu's tablet computer with a slightly cracked screen.
The unexpected happened on an ordinary noon. Cheng Hu finally remembered that he had important client tattoo sketches saved on his tablet, and he needed to look up some information.
At that time, the tablet was charging in the living room and no one was using it, so Cheng Hu hummed a song and unlocked it with his fingerprint.
The moment the screen lights up—
A ghastly face, pale and bluish with eyes that looked like they were about to pop out and black blood dripping from the corner of its mouth, with high-definition visual impact, accompanied by a shrill scream that suddenly exploded from the tablet's external speaker, was shoved right in front of Cheng Hu's eyes without any buffer!
That was a horror movie that Yan Shuyi had just watched halfway through...
"Aaaaaaahh ...
Yan Shuyi, who was taking a nap: "?"
To make matters worse, the power went out in the rented room that very night while Cheng Hu was taking a shower.
The world was instantly plunged into a thick, impenetrable darkness.
The scene from the horror movie that had just been right in my face immediately flashed into my mind; every little thing in the darkness seemed to be the eye of a ghost.
Cheng Hu: "Aa ...
A sharper, louder screech than before, like an air raid siren, exploded in the small rented room! Accompanied by wet footsteps and the crashing sound of something being knocked over, the bathroom door was kicked open!
Upon hearing the noise, Yan Shuyi opened the door and calmly turned on her flashlight.
Thus, one can see all the mountains as small from the top.
Cheng Hu: "......"
Yan Shuyi: "..."
The inner world of the two that night—
Cheng Hu: Aaaaaaah, I'm so ashamed! Destroy it! Hurry up!
Yan Shuyi: Chest muscles, abs and... It seems it's time to plan a rhythm.
As it turned out, Teacher Yan taught exceptionally well, and her "pacing" was captivating and meticulously planned. As for Mr. Cheng? Well, he was completely obedient, having everything arranged perfectly.
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The recollection ends.
Everyone burst into laughter upon hearing the couple's love story.
Zhang Mo looked at Yan Shuyi's right shoulder with curiosity: "So, you really do have a tattoo?"
Yan Shuyi glanced at Cheng Hu, then smiled without saying a word.
For some reason, that smile looked slightly dangerous.
Cheng Hu's face turned as red as if he'd been drinking, and he waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "Let's not talk about that, let's change the subject..."
Huang Mao couldn't hold back any longer and started slamming his fist on the table, laughing wildly: "Hahahaha, of course not! Brother Hu thought your wife was a student."
My brother Hu is known for his professional ethics; he never tattoos students!
Jiu Xuan asked, puzzled, "But didn't you just say it hurt and burned, so you were chatting to distract yourself?"
Red Hair slapped his thigh, laughing so hard he almost passed out: "Hahahaha, that's why Brother Hu is such a genius. He used a fried chicken skewer, the thicker end, dipped it in chili oil, and swiped it around on Sister-in-law's back for two hours. Wasn't that both prickly and spicy?"
Yan Shuyi laughed: "I had no experience at the time. Later I realized that when this person 'tattooed' me, they didn't even apply numbing cream. They were just trying to fool me from the beginning!"
Zhang Mo laughed out loud: "That's quite creative."
Cheng Hu blushed, her neck turning red with embarrassment: "I just felt that, given the circumstances, if she had really gotten the tattoo, she would definitely have regretted it..."
Yan Shuyi readily admitted: "Actually, I regretted it when I was halfway through getting the tattoo done."
"It's just bravado; I'm too embarrassed to say it."
Fortunately, that was the last time she ever acted tough in her life.
In the years that followed, they were drawn together, understood each other, and remained inseparable.
From here on out, the road ahead is smooth.
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