Chapter 104 "Gentle, energetic, and good-tempered"
Grandma tied the colorful rope for him slowly and calmly without even raising her eyes.
"Don't yell, he hasn't even raised his hand yet."
Zhuangzhuang: “?”
If he raises his hand, we're all doomed.
Grandma tried to clear Jingzhuo's name: "Besides, Zhuzhuo has a good temper. He hasn't hit you in two years. Just sit still and don't wrongly accuse him."
Zhuangzhuang is the kid next door. He has lived here since he was a child and is the same age as Zhang Hening.
When they were young, Jingrong would send Jingzhuo and Zhang Hening to live with her grandmother every summer vacation, and the two children would play together all day long.
As for Zhang Hexing... he is more cheerful, good-looking, and loves acting, so Jingrong took him to the troupe to play the little emperor.
Zhuangzhuang has a handsome face, but he was a little scared sitting on the stone bench.
He glanced at Jing Zhuo for a while and felt very uncomfortable. He wanted to join in the fun, but didn't want to go back.
At this time, grandpa called him from not far away.
"Zhuozhuo, come here and hang some mugwort for me."
It is a custom during the Dragon Boat Festival to hang mugwort on every door frame. Jing Zhuo is tall, so he is the one who hangs the mugwort every year.
Jing Zhuo found a stool for Song Xi to sit on.
"Play with He Ning here, I'm going to do some work."
"good."
Song Xi nodded at him, turned around and joined Zhang Hening.
The two best friends were whispering to each other, but no one knew what they were talking about.
Zhuangzhuang saw Jingzhuo walking away, and quietly came over to join their team.
"Are you really Brother Zhuo's wife?"
He looked at Song Xi seriously and said bluntly, "What do you like about him? Aren't you afraid that he will be mean to you?"
"If you sleep in the same bed at night, you'll get glared at every time you turn over, right?"
Song Xi: “…”
What should she do? She couldn't bear to hear anyone slandering her husband like this.
She defended herself, saying, "He's a very good person, emotionally stable, gentle, excellent, and healing. That's why he's not vicious."
Zhuangzhuang: "Ha! Haha! Hahahaha!"
Zhang Hening: "Are you a toad? You laugh every day."
Zhuangzhuang didn't give up and continued to send messages to Song Xi: "Did you two just get married? You don't seem to know each other well. Once you get to know him well, he will punish you."
Song Xi: “…”
"You don't know yet, he can hit people. When I was a kid, He Ning and I were washing feet, and he slapped He Ning. I went to separate them, and he slapped me twice. It was inexplicable!"
Song Xi propped up his chin and said with relish: "I've heard this one before, what else?"
She wanted to hear how vicious Jing Zhuo would be next.
Zhuangzhuang is getting excited.
He secretly glanced at Jing Zhuo who was busy not far away, and spoke with all his heart in a low voice.
"And then there was He Ning and I blowing up balloons in the yard, and he snatched the balloons away to play with himself, and then made us both do 100 push-ups as punishment."
"We were sharing chocolate with other kids, and he came up and kicked me several times."
"There's also a torture version," Zhuangzhuang said. "We were made to drink mustard water until tears welled up in our eyes."
"I stood upside down under the tree and cried in front of him, my voice was hoarse."
"The house was on fire. I rescued He Ning from the fire, and he beat us both up."
As Song Xi listened, he became a little suspicious.
Is Jing Zhuo such an unreasonable person?
"Are you sure you're telling the whole story?"
"That's for sure. If you don't believe me, ask He Ning." Zhuangzhuang brought up Zhang He Ning.
Zhang Hening supported his chin and nodded seriously and solemnly.
"It's true. I can testify that we both get beaten up every summer vacation."
Song Xi became even more suspicious and did not believe Zhang Hening's words this time.
There was no way, the Jing Zhuo she had met was not like this.
He doesn't like to hit people, and he is very gentle and patient with cats and dogs. Every day when he comes home from get off work, he brings flowers, cakes, and cat strips.
When they were doing that in bed, Guaiguai would occasionally come in and he wouldn't beat the cat.
The last time he went to Suzhou, he bought snacks for Sui Sui.
The instructions are also great for kids.
Why does he have nothing better to do than beat two kids and abuse them? Don’t the adults care?
For a moment, Song Xi felt like he had grown a brain.
The lunch was a light southern-style meal, which grandma specially asked the nanny to prepare.
After Zhuangzhuang finished speaking ill of Jingzhuo, he didn't dare to stay for dinner and ran back to his home before the meal.
As soon as my grandfather walked in and saw a table full of simple dishes, he was shocked.
"This is so tasteless. There's not even one chili pepper on the whole table. Aunt Liu! Why didn't you make my Maoxuewang today?"
Grandma said, "Why eat Maoxuewang? This is a southern dish. People in the south eat it this way. They pursue the original taste of food."
Grandpa: "The key is that you cook a northern dish for me. I'm not from the south. I just like to eat big fish, big meat, and big steamed buns!"
Grandma rolled her eyes at him.
"Wild boars can't eat fine bran."
"If you want to eat it, eat it. If you don't want to eat it, forget it. There's no Maoxuewang. The doctor told you not to eat spicy food. If you keep nagging me, I'll pull out all the chili peppers in your yard."
Grandpa stopped talking.
Sit down quietly and pick up the food.
Zhang Hening laughed happily on the side.
Then she took a bite of some green vegetables and stopped laughing.
emmmmm……
I also want to eat Maoxuewang.
…
After the meal, grandpa took out two thick red envelopes.
Give one to Song Xi and one to Jing Zhuo.
This is the traditional meeting fee.
It represents the elders’ good wishes and support to the newlyweds.
Zhang Hening looked on with envy, and stretched out her hands for a long time but there was no share for her.
"Grandpa, where's mine?"
"You don't have a partner, so where would you get the meeting fee?"
"Didn't you say that you would give me pension every month? It was transferred from your pension, but I haven't received it this month." Zhang Hening looked eagerly.
Grandpa coughed guiltily.
He glanced at Jing Zhuo opposite him again.
"Ahem...your brother told me that you took a large sum of money to a bar to drink at the beginning of the month and even took your sister-in-law to the police station. You lost your way when you had a little money and wouldn't let me give it to you."
Zhang Hening: "..."
That was just an accident!
It's not normal!
You are so good, Zhang Henian, you stole my best friend, cut off my granary, and blocked my escape route!
Woo woo woo… Life is unbearable.
Grandma felt sorry for her granddaughter and touched her head, saying, "When you get back, find a boyfriend and let your grandpa pay for the red envelope."
Zhang Hening's face fell: "I can't find it."
"If you can't find one, pair up with Zhuangzhuang. Look at Zhuangzhuang. He's grown tall and handsome in the past two years. He has a good temper and won't fight back even if you hit him."
Zhang Hening sneered: "I don't want it."
"His pocket money is not as much as mine."
"I'm useless, but of course I need to find an excellent husband, a handsome, tall, gentle younger man with potential to make money for me to eat. Otherwise, what will happen if the two of us are useless and our family fortune is eaten up?"
Grandma laughed out loud when she heard this.
"You're quite idealistic!"
"Of course, I'm not stupid."
The family was having a lively time, and the small courtyard was filled with laughter.
Staying here tonight.
Upstairs is Jing Zhuo's room.
After dark, Jing Zhuo took Song Xi back to his room.
The room is bright and spacious, with an old-fashioned decoration style, but it is clean. The bed is covered with blue checkered sheets and the quilt is neatly folded.
It smells like sunshine.
Warm and fragrant.
Song Xi looked around and could easily see several photos on the table and rows of awards on the wall.
In the photo frame, little Jingzhuo is sitting on his grandfather's shoulders, facing the camera with his little brows tightly furrowed, looking serious and solemn.
Like a little overlord.
It turns out that the domineering president was also a domineering president when he was a child.
"You were so cute when you were a child." Song Xi couldn't help but praise him.
Jing Zhuo leaned back against the back of her chair, resting his chin on her shoulder, and looked at the photos with her.
"What now?"
“He’s still handsome now.”
"What else?"
“Excellent.”
"besides……"
"Gentle, energetic, and good-tempered."
His lips moved lower and lower, and as he listened, they pressed against hers.
Song Xi turned her head and gave him a gentle kiss that was neither too long nor too short.
Under the light, the man's eyes were so soft that they turned into water.
Like it's about to flow out.
"Do it?"
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