Chapter 19 Two bottles of milk were lost
Ling Ye was just thinking about it when he heard the sound of a car stopping at the door.
He looked up and saw through the glass Song Rui pulling Nan Nan into the yard.
The mother and daughter both smiled happily, and it was obvious that they were well fed and satisfied.
Thinking that he was still hungry, Ling Ye closed his eyes in dissatisfaction and decided to ignore everyone.
The mother and daughter entered the house. When Nan Nan saw that he was at home, she cheered and climbed on him like an octopus.
When the warm little face touched his, Ling Ye's coldness was completely gone.
He pinched Nan Nan's nose helplessly, "What a heartless little thing."
Nan Nan smiled, revealing a row of neat little teeth, "Dad, dad, mommy bought you something delicious!"
Ling Ye raised his eyebrows and squinted at Song Rui, but he was talking to Nan Nan, "Your mother still has this intention? I don't believe it. It must have been bought by my daughter."
"No, no."
Nan Nan was so anxious that she kept waving her hands, "Nan Nan wants to buy it too, but mom is faster, really, really."
Only then did Ling Ye relax his brows, turned his head away proudly, and hummed.
Song Rui found his look funny and quickly placed the fried rice and side dishes she brought back on the kang table.
After all, I might need his help when I go to Yi County to purchase goods in the future.
Ling Ye didn't know what she was thinking, but seeing that she brought back quite a lot of things and didn't really forget him, his anger eased a little.
But he still didn't smile.
Song Rui asked: "Why? Not tasty?"
"Yeah, it's pretty average."
"Not as delicious as what I made?"
Ling Ye wanted to nod.
The food she cooked used to be very delicious, and somehow her cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds in the past two days.
It is indeed better than what I brought back from the restaurant.
But he was still a little angry, and didn't want to increase Song Rui's arrogance, so he said against his will: "You did even worse."
Song Rui snorted with a smile, "Okay, then don't eat the food I cook from now on."
Ling Ye glared at her angrily and kept silent.
Ling Ye was angry all night because he missed a meal.
When making the quilt, Nan Nan's small quilt was still placed in the middle.
Song Ruile was happy and quiet. After lying on the kang and writing and drawing, she fell asleep peacefully.
After turning off the lights, soon the even breathing sounds of mother and daughter could be heard one after another.
In the darkness, Ling Ye stared with eyes wide open, unable to fall asleep for a long time.
When Song Rui woke up the next day, Ling Ye was gone.
Nan Nan woke up and played obediently in the bed, not making any noise to disturb her.
Song Rui put on her clothes, got up sleepily and prepared to go outside to get milk.
I reached into the milk box but found nothing.
She looked in the cupboard but couldn't find it either. She asked Nan Nan, but she didn't know either.
Song Rui looked out the window, and she knew where the milk had gone.
I walked to the east wing with a spatula and knocked on the door. I could still hear the footsteps of people in the room hurriedly cleaning up and the crisp sound of milk bottles colliding.
Song Rui used all her strength and continued to clap until the neighbors could hear it.
Those who steal milk are not afraid of being humiliated, so why should she, who loses the milk, be afraid?
There were footsteps in the yard of Old Wu's house next door, and a head of gray hair was faintly visible beside the low wall.
The area where they lived was originally inhabited by workers from a machinery factory.
Later, we were able to change rooms, and the people living there gradually became more diverse.
The Wu family who live next door moved in a few years ago.
If we were to ask who is the most gossipy person on this Sanzi Street, it would be Old Man Wu next door.
Everyone loves to gossip about women, but Song Rui feels that gossip is gender-neutral.
In the past, he had often told others about her subsidizing her parents' home, exaggerating the matter and saying that Ling Ye beat her to the point of screaming in agony because of it.
Ling Ye's notoriety is due in no small part to Old Man Wu's contribution.
If he wants to listen this time, let him listen carefully.
It’s a good opportunity to publicize how shameless the family in the east room is.
The door banged loudly, and He Jinyan finally decided to open it.
She looked furious, as if she was the one who had lost something. She opened the door and yelled, "Why are you slapping? Why are you slapping? You have too much strength, don't you? If you break my door, I will tear down your house!"
Song Rui snorted, "You are really overbearing. I'm going to demolish my house just because I broke your door. Then, if you stole two bottles of milk from me, do I have to bleed two bowls of your blood?"
The more guilty He Jinyan felt, the louder her voice became: "You, what nonsense are you talking about? Who stole your milk? You are slandering me! Be careful or I will sue you for slander!"
"Hey, you haven't even wiped the milk off your mouth yet, and you're still accusing me of slander?"
After hearing this, He Jinyan quickly wiped her mouth with her sleeve.
Song Rui laughed: "Why are you wiping your mouth if you didn't steal? Does being a thief feel so good? Or are you hungry and ready to get gluttonous? You are such a shameless mother, aren't you afraid that your child will follow your example?"
"What are you talking about!"
He Jinyan was completely furious.
"What's wrong with drinking two bottles of milk from you? Look at how stingy you are! Do you really think that no one can afford it? I tell you, I didn't take it, but even if I did, so what? Who told you to leave the milk outside and not put it in? What can you do about it? Just take it, take it. You deserve it if you throw it away! Bah!"
Bang!
After saying this, He Jinyan slammed the door shut.
I won’t open it for filming anymore.
Song Rui saw Xu Chunying watching from the main house door and shouted, "Mom, did you hear that? Do you care?"
Xu Chunying's heart is crooked.
When she thought that He Jinyan took the milk for her eldest grandson, she wanted to steal it and deliver it to him herself. How could she say anything wrong?
I just don’t know why, the third son’s wife is becoming more and more powerful.
Isn’t it just two bottles of milk? What's there to fuss about?
"I did hear it, but didn't your sister-in-law say it? She didn't take it, so why should the family quarrel so much? Even if she did, what can we do? You just need those two bottles? It's just a few dollars, don't you know you should be more generous?"
Song Rui was so irritated by their shamelessness that she laughed, "Okay, Mom, it's really not worth two cents, so give me the money."
"Why should I make up for it? I won't make up for it! Why should I get paid if I didn't drink?"
"Nannan and I didn't drink either, so why should we pay? Are you old lady still scheming and talking nonsense? Aren't you afraid of getting your teeth choked while eating?"
Hearing that Xu Chunying also supported her, He Jinyan changed her clothes, took her child, and swaggered out of the door.
The mother and her two children all looked very proud, as if stealing the milk was a great bargain.
Seeing that they all behaved like this, Song Rui was no longer angry.
She put her hands on her hips and said, "Other people's milk is not so delicious. Aren't you afraid of getting your intestines rotten if you steal other people's milk?"
He Jinyan thought it was just a helpless remark, so she just sneered and walked away.
After the three of them left, Xu Chunying wanted to scold her, but Song Rui rolled her eyes and went back to the room.
Since there was no milk, she simply took Nan Nan out to eat and went to the milk station to buy money for two glass bottles.
After leaving the milk station, she went to her painting class again.
When she came back, Song Rui went to the pharmacy.
That night, Ling Ye did not come back, so she took the child to bed early.
When I woke up, it was still dark.
Song Rui quietly got up and hid behind the door of the outer room.
The milkman comes on a bicycle.
After putting down two bottles of fresh milk, the man walked away in the dark again.
Song Rui quietly pushed the door open, took the milk back, added two packets of laxatives and put it back.
That was a powerful laxative she bought because she pretended she hadn't had her bowel movement for a week.
The old doctor patted his chest and guaranteed that it would work.
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