Zhou Mingtao lost his temper, grabbed a handful of straw and threw it at her, yelling, "How can you be so mean, you little brat!"
Su Xueli giggled and dodged, saying, "You can straighten the straw if you mess it up, I don't care!"
"I'm just not having a good time! I'm just not having a good time!" He continued to throw straw at her.
I've been putting up with you for so long, you little vixen.
Su Xueli was afraid of him, so she had no choice but to apologize to him: "I was wrong, I was wrong. I shouldn't have made fun of you. Let's work hard and earn money. I'll buy you meat to eat when I earn money."
He wouldn't listen to reason or threats, and started sprinkling the straw he was holding onto her, one strand at a time.
Su Xueli was afraid of delaying her work, so she had no choice but to continue to coax him for the sake of money, "How about I buy you a trench coat with the money from this sale? Look how good movie stars look in them. With your image and temperament, you could make even John Lone pale in comparison."
He squinted disdainfully, and not only did he not stop, he also threw straw at her head.
This is just pushing his luck. But Su Xueli can't beat him, and forcing her would be suicide.
She covered her head and looked at him, asking, "Are you ever going to stop? I've already apologized, what more do you want? We can't fight, we need to get to work and earn money quickly."
Wei Mingshen crossed his legs and said leisurely, "It's simple if you want me to spare you, just call me something nice."
Su Xueli casually called out, "Brother!"
"It doesn't sound good."
"younger brother!"
"Get out of here!"
"Then what should I call you?"
He bent down to remove a blade of grass from her hair and said, "Think for yourself."
Su Xueli, while weaving a picture of Sun Wukong in her hands, said, "I can't think of anything."
Wei Mingshen said with a grin, "Last night I was reading a martial arts novel. You know, the way ancient women addressed men was so nice. They called each other 'husband,' 'official,' and 'young master,' each one sounding better than the last."
Look at things now, either they call me "the father of my child," or they just call me by my first name. It doesn't feel right. Why don't you call me "husband" too?
Su Xueli chuckled, then said embarrassedly, "Are you bored? Hurry up and get to work. I've already knitted several; you should dye them now."
Wei Mingshen became increasingly arrogant, "Heh, you're quick to ask me to do things, but can't you even say a nice thing to me? I won't do it."
Su Xueli looked at the pile of straw figurines that needed dyeing and was so anxious she wanted to grind her teeth, but she still had to speak nicely, "Brother Mingshen, let's get to work."
After saying that, she deliberately deflated his arrogance: "Isn't that what Lin Meizhi calls you? Doesn't my way of calling you sound as nice as hers?"
As expected, Wei Mingshen's face darkened upon hearing this, but he rolled his eyes, deciding not to fall for her trick today.
"It doesn't sound as nice as her calling me that, so you should just call me husband."
Well, the ball is back in our court.
Su Xueli was about to bring up the possibility of divorce again, but Wei Mingshen spoke first, "We're not divorced now, we're a legally married couple, don't make excuses."
Su Xueli can't escape this time, but she can't call him "husband"!
She steeled herself and made a deal with him: "How about I give you an extra meal tonight? Good wine, canned goods, please."
He wasn't fooled and argued, "I've worked for you, so the wine and canned goods are my right to enjoy. Don't bring that up. I'm telling you, if you call me today, I'll start working right away; if you don't, I'm going out to play cards."
As he spoke, he actually got up to leave.
"Hey, hey, hey! You can't leave!" Su Xueli grabbed his trouser leg.
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