Chapter 53 Eating Edamame Edamame
Bamboo branches slant outside the window.
The light is like water, spreading a bright white across the ground.
Zhang Min suddenly felt a dazzling white light, which made his head feel a little dizzy.
Many excuses swirled in his head, trying to come out of his mouth, but were swallowed by him again.
Ye Jindian waited for his response with a smile, but what she got was a pair of eyes huddled together in a round ball, peeking at her pitifully: "Madam..."
His voice also sounds quite pitiful.
"Oh—" Thanks to him, her embarrassment vanished, and she drawled, "Now you know I'm your wife? When you entered the Prime Minister's residence without telling me, did you still remember that you had a wife at home?"
Zhang Min's eyes were wandering and he didn't dare to look at her.
He was indeed wrong in doing this.
However, he had no other better reason to explain his recent whereabouts.
Ye Jindian took a step closer: "You worked so hard last night, it turns out it wasn't just a natural act of passion, but you had other motives?"
"No!" Zhang Min subconsciously denied it, but then felt guilty. "I really wanted to make my wife feel better..."
Ye Jindian's scalp tingled, and she raised her hand to cover his mouth: "You don't have to answer this question."
"Oh." Zhang Min gently took her hand, holding it tightly, unwilling to let go. "...but, but I don't completely have...other intentions."
The last four words he spoke became increasingly vague and were almost inaudible.
Ye Jindian said nothing.
"It's my fault for not discussing this with my wife beforehand." Zhang Min looked around, took down the feather duster behind the door, took a step back, and offered it with both hands, "Please punish me, my wife!"
Ye Jindian: “…”
How come her husband's behavior is like that of a warrior, but also like that of a scholar?
——It must be because I’ve been spending more time with Luoying and the others.
Handing over the feather duster is indeed a bit strange, but the phrase "Please punish me, madam" and "Please punish me, sir" have the same meaning, which makes them particularly harmonious.
She took the feather duster, tapped it lightly on her hand, bent over and moved closer to him, tilting her head slightly: "If you really want me to punish you."
Zhang Min nodded.
If it can help my wife calm down, a few hits won't matter.
Ye Jindian held the feather duster for a while, then hung it back up: "Forget it, I won't hit you."
Zhang Min: “…Why?”
Ye Jindian looked at him strangely: "...Are you disappointed?"
some.
But even if he had ten thousand guts, Zhang Min would not dare to say that.
He simply lowered his head.
"You have just taken office and you have to carry out tasks for half a month. What if I hurt you today and you miss your job?" Ye Jindian patted the dust off his hands.
Zhang Min understood what she meant and looked up in surprise: "Madam, you don't object to me taking up a position in the Prime Minister's Mansion?!"
"My husband has mentioned this so often, which shows that you really yearn to serve in the Prime Minister's Mansion. If I were to say no again and again, wouldn't that be too inconsiderate of your feelings?"
Even if she couldn't be sure that her brother was the Right Prime Minister, she would not do such a thing.
not to mention--
Even if the golden mask was not taken off, based on what the other party said and did, she was sure that the Right Prime Minister must be her brother.
My brother is a proud man, he would definitely not deliberately make things difficult for his husband.
"Madam?" Zhang Min called her softly when he saw that her mind was wandering.
Ye Jindian subconsciously responded to him: "Hmm?"
Zhang Min tentatively reached out his hand and held hers: "Let's go wash our hands first and have some porridge and cakes, okay?"
After coming back to her senses, Ye Jindian snorted twice: "Don't think I'm going to let you go just like that. I'm just not going to bother with you for now. I'll settle this account with you when you finish your work and come back."
Zhang Min nodded repeatedly.
Seeing him carefully holding her hand, fetching water for her to wash her hands, and looking as if he was afraid that she would be angry, Ye Jindian felt an inexplicable pity for her and almost retreated.
However, she was afraid that he would hide something from her in the future and make decisions on his own without consulting her, so she kept a cold face and endured it for a while, determined to deal with it to the end.
"Would you like some edamame, ma'am?"
There wasn’t much good stuff at the border before, so the edamame, which was picked when tender, dried, and stored, became a hot commodity that everyone scrambled for.
Most of the men in the military camp are impatient, and Ye Jindian doesn't like to hang out with people, and he won't fight for food even if he likes it.
After Zhang Min knew about it, he often rushed to take her to school. He would watch her sitting on the crooked tree on the sand dune, her legs crossed and swinging from eating, kicking the yellow sand of the desert and the white light of the long day.
But he wasn't sure whether she still liked to eat it.
Ye Jindian looked at the edamame, thinking of her old friend, and shook her head hesitantly: "My husband, please eat it."
Zhang Min was a little disappointed. He lowered his head and pinched the edamame with his fingertips. He inserted his fingers into the small gap and fumbled around without any idea what he wanted to do.
Only after he touched the beans inside did he bend his fingers and hook out the edamame.
The juice from the pods flowed out through the cracks and stained his hand.
He was unaware of it and felt that eating like this was too slow, so he simply put his rosy lips in front of the gap between the edamame, pushed the gap open with his tongue, and deftly swept the edamame inside with the tip of his tongue and put it all into his mouth.
He also sucked up the slightly sweet juice inside the pod and swallowed it into his stomach.
People who come from military camps, even if they pretend to be weak scholars and their every move is gentle and polite, their actual movements are not slow.
Before long, only half of the plate of edamame was left.
Seeing that Ye Jindian did not reach out to pick up other cakes and was just drinking porridge, he quickly picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of red date cake and put it on the plate next to her.
"My lady, please eat more."
Ye Jindian said "hmm" vaguely.
Zhang Min looked at her blushing cheeks and was a little worried: "Madam, are you feeling unwell?"
"No." Ye Jindian subconsciously refuted and quickly replied, "Not sour, not swollen, not..."
She suddenly reacted, shut up, and turned her back to him with the bowl of porridge.
Want to die.
Zhang Min was confused for a moment, then he understood and his face turned redder than hers.
The two steamed shrimps didn't dare to look at each other and silently cleared all the food on the table.
"I, I'll go wash the dishes." After eating, Zhang Min wiped his hands clean, poked his wife's shoulder with his index finger, and whispered, "Bowls."
Ye Jindian put down the bowl and ran out: "I'm going to water the flowers in the front yard."
Her movements were a little unnatural.
Zhang Min looked at her hurried back and couldn't help but put his fist to his lips to hide his smile.
Although it may seem a bit unkind, the lady's shy look is indeed very cute.
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After Ye Jindian finished watering the flowers, the heat on her face finally subsided.
Turning around, she saw her handsome husband standing in the corridor, staring at her silently.
Seeing her looking back at him, Zhang Min gave her a faint smile.
She was stunned.
He seemed to always be like this. Whenever she tried to avoid him, he would stand silently in the corner, watching her and waiting for her to turn around.
If she turned around and still dodged, he would hide in a deeper corner and never say a word to disturb her; if she did not hide or dodge like today, he would stay there quietly, smile at her, and not disturb her.
This time, Ye Jindian always felt as if something was suddenly rubbing her head gently.
That kind of gentle compassion really makes one's eyes warm.
But the person who gave me tenderness hid in the shadows silently, looking so lonely and desolate.
She suddenly wanted to hug him.
"Husband." She placed the watering can in the dark at the bottom of the corridor to prevent it from being cracked by the sunlight.
Zhang Min said "hmm" with doubt.
Ye Jindian walked up the corridor and said, "Stand steady and hold on to the pillar next to you."
Zhang Min didn't understand why, but he did as he was told.
He raised his hand to support himself on the pillar and looked at the pillar in front of him with a little doubt, but found nothing special.
Why does my lady want him to hold this pillar?
The next moment, his wife lifted her skirt and trotted towards him.
He turned his head and looked: "Madam, this pillar..."
Ye Jindian jumped up and threw herself into his arms, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck, her breath buried in his shoulders and spraying on his neck.
Even though he was prepared, he was still frightened. He put one hand around her waist and the other hand to protect the back of her head.
"M-Madam?"
What is she doing?
"Yeah." Ye Jindian responded to him.
Zhang Min didn't wait for anything else to say. He was a little worried about her and took the initiative to ask, "What's wrong with you? Are you in a bad mood?"
Her breathing sounded rapid, but it didn't sound like the rapidity after labor, but rather the rapidity caused by a drastic change in mood.
He just went to the kitchen to wash some dishes, who had offended his wife?!
Zhang Min's tone was gentle, but there was a hint of gloom in his eyes as he looked towards where the secret guards were.
"No." Ye Jindian stood on tiptoe and rubbed it upwards again.
Zhang Min simply bent his knees and lifted her knees to make it easier for her to sit on his arms.
Ye Jindian couldn't help but exclaimed: "Be careful..."
Don't break your waist.
"Don't worry, my lady." Zhang Min made an excuse with a guilty conscience, "I practiced a few moves with Luo Ying and the others, so I can hold you firmly."
Ye Jindian was a little worried and stared at him for a long time.
Zhang Min's ears started to burn again because of the stare.
He changed the subject: "Madam, are you really not unhappy? If you are, can you tell me?"
Don't keep these things to yourself or tell others.
"I'm really not unhappy, I just..." Ye Jindian lowered her head, raised her hand to touch his face, her eyebrows drooping softly, "I don't want you to stand here alone, I want to be by your side and accompany you."
Now, Zhang Min was the one who was stunned.
He suddenly raised his eyes, barely able to hide the strong emotions surging from his eyes.
He rolled and crushed his throat back and forth, pushing the surging contents back into his stomach before he dared to speak.
However, his words were a little hoarse: "Madam..."
"Well, that's enough." Ye Jindian had never said such cheesy words to anyone before. She slid down uncomfortably, holding onto his shoulders. "There's nothing much to do at home. There's a market today, so why don't we go buy some things?"
Afraid that he would be tired, she reached out and pinched his shoulders twice.
Zhang Min reached out and pulled down her palm, spread out her five fingers, stuffed his fingers in, and placed their palms together.
He tried hard to purse the corners of his lips: "Okay, everything will be arranged by my wife."
A moment later, in the market.
Zhang Min wanted to take back his words.
He looked at the things Ye Jindian chose with an embarrassed look on his face, and the corners of his lips turned down.
"Madam, do we really have to buy this?"
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