After Jiang Yuan's matter came to an end, Jiang Yiyu finally got a short rest.
With the arrival of summer, the "small" vegetable shed in Mingyuan also ushered in the first harvest since sowing.
A small basket of peppers.
But it was enough to make the grandparents happy for a long time. Originally, Wang Jing thought it was too much, so she showed off to the east family and gave some away, then shared some with the west family. After giving it back and forth, by the time her own family wanted to eat, there was enough to fry a dish.
Unfortunately, Jiang Yiyu was still the one who had no pleasure in eating. On the day Wang Jing asked them to go back to Mingyuan for dinner, Jiang Yiyu happened to be on a business trip.
In Song Shengsheng's understanding, green peppers can be used as a side dish, but they can never be a dish alone, otherwise it always feels weird.
But because they were the first batch of vegetables grown by her grandparents, when the tiger-skin chili peppers were served on the table, she was very polite and ate a whole piece. The taste was unexpectedly good.
But when it comes to angering Jiang Yiyu, Jiang Yicheng is the best. While eating, he recorded a video with an exaggerated expression and sent it to him.
As expected, Jiang Yiyu did not reply.
Before going to bed that night, Song Shengsheng video-called him as usual. Jiang Yiyu asked pitifully, "My dear, is that tiger-skin green pepper delicious?"
Song Shengsheng, who was soaking her feet and applying a facial mask, couldn't help but burst out laughing. The mask was wrinkled, and she was busy smoothing it out while saying, "It tastes good. When you come back, I'll ask the chef to make it for you."
Jiang Yiyu sighed, "But I want to eat what grandpa and his family grow."
"Then we'll have to wait for the next crop, but the tomatoes should be ripe soon. I went to the vegetable patch today and saw the fruits starting to turn red. Grandpa and grandpa even said they wanted to expand the vegetable garden and take over half of grandma's rose garden. Grandma was furious, and even grandma was upset, saying that grandpa and grandpa were being dictatorial and bullying women."
"So how was it finally resolved?"
Song Shengsheng smiled as he pressed down on his face mask, "Finally, Dad acted as a go-between to mediate the conflict. He decided to remove the wild mint and some strange plants that my brother had transplanted from somewhere years ago from the area next to the plum forest. He made room for the grandparents to grow vegetables, and saved grandma and grandpa's flowers. The grandparents were happy too, but my brother became the only victim."
"Does Song Ming know?"
"He's not in the capital recently, so I guess no one told him."
"Song Ming is indeed quite pitiful."
Song Shengsheng shook her feet: "Oh, and Sister Wenjing, Mom was talking about her today, asking her why she was so busy. If she has time, she should come home for dinner."
"Wen Jing recently joined the crew with a new member. We finally got this resource, and I'd be worried if she didn't join us. Based on my experience, she'll have to stay for at least a month."
“So busy!”
"Of course not. She's my partner now and owns the shares! How can she not work hard to make money?"
"Sister Wenjing is going to be a very wealthy woman."
…
As Wang Jing hoped, at the end of July, Song Ming finally brought Wen Jing home.
During dinner in the evening, Wang Jing finally couldn't help but express her long-cherished wish. She wanted Song Ming and Wen Jing to consider having children.
Song Ming, who was drinking soup, almost spit it out before swallowing it. Jiang Yiyu quickly took out a tissue and stuffed it into his hand with disgust.
Wen Jing also lowered her head and said nothing.
Song Mingdao said, "Mom, why don't you urge Jiang Yiyu and Song Shengsheng to get married? They've been married for quite some time now, so it's time to think about it."
Jiang Yiyu said, "Don't bother with us. I'm completely overwhelmed with company matters. I also have exams next March, which is incredibly busy. It's simply not the right time to have a child. I can't even think about it right now."
Song Shengsheng nodded.
Wang Jing, together with the elders, once again cast their expectant eyes on Song Ming and Wen Jing.
Song Ming took a sip of water and frowned, "We're busy too! We don't have time to have children, Mom. Don't you think about it? Wen Jing is at the peak of her career. This child probably won't be able to leave for two or three years. She's a working woman. It's impossible for you to ask her to stay at home to take care of her husband and children."
Wang Jing said, "Just give birth, we can take care of the child! If you're worried about us, then go hire professionals to take care of it."
Song Ming: "Giving birth is very painful, let's wait a few years!"
Wang Jing sighed, "Yeah, you said it would be great if men could have children, or if couples could choose who would get pregnant and have the baby."
Song Ming and Wen Jing looked at each other and said with a wry smile, "Mom, your thinking is quite advanced."
Although Wang Jing was very sorry that she was unable to do so, the topic was ended at the appropriate time.
But Song Ming never expected that before going to bed, Wen Jing suddenly said to him, "Why not have a baby?" without knowing what she was thinking.
Song Ming was terrified. He thought Wen Jing was crazy.
Wen Jing was exceptionally calm, and only asked, "If we want to continue living together, do we need to have a child?"
Song Ming hummed, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Not necessarily. You don't need to force yourself. The most important thing is to live happily."
"You don't want children because you don't plan to spend your whole life with me. You're afraid of being locked up and trapped, right? Song Ming, I thought you were truly a prodigal son and were ready to become a good person, but I didn't expect you to be like this."
"I'm not... I..." Song Ming sighed deeply: "Why don't you think about it again and give me some time."
At 2:30 in the morning, Song Ming, who couldn't sleep, knocked on the bedroom door of Jiang Yiyu and Song Shengsheng.
Jiang Yiyu didn't want to pay attention to him, but Song Ming was too persistent. He had no choice but to get up, put on his coat, opened the bedroom door, and lowered his voice, saying unhappily, "Song Ming, are you fucking crazy? Do you see what time it is? You don't need to sleep, and your sister doesn't need to sleep either."
Song Ming grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the bedroom: "Let's talk outside and don't disturb Shengsheng."
"You still know that you'll disturb Shengsheng? Why don't you think about how uncomfortable it would be for her to be sleeping soundly and suddenly be away from such a warm embrace? You've disturbed her sweet dreams."
Song Ming, holding two bottles of cold beer in one hand and holding his shoulder with the other, led the reluctant Jiang Yiyu to the rooftop: "Brother, I'm in trouble. As a brother, shouldn't you lend a hand?"
Jiang Yiyu followed him onto the rooftop, his arms folded. He stood against the fence, looking at Song Ming who was busy opening a beer bottle: "If you have anything to say, just tell me quickly, and then go back to sleep!"
Song Ming took a long time to pry open the bottle caps by pressing two beer bottles against each other, and handed one to him: "It's not a big deal, but it's still a big deal."
Jiang Yiyu took the bottle and took a sip: "Honestly, I'm almost dying of sleep."
Song Ming pursed his lips and brewed his emotions for a moment: "Wen Jing said that she wanted to have a baby with me."
Jiang Yiyu frowned: "Your wife wants to have a baby with you, what are you discussing with me? Am I just a part of your play? Song Ming, listen to it yourself and see if it's outrageous. No matter how good your friend is, he can't help you decide whether to have a baby or not!"
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