Chapter 62: Surrender
Tick-tock...
Tick-tock...
Tick-tick-tick…
The sun came out and melted the snow on the eaves.
Crystal clear drops drip down one by one.
Ling Ye's fingertips and cheeks seemed to be burned, but his eyebrows and eyes were as transparent as the snow in the sunlight.
He knew he was being reckless.
But he was just angry.
No matter how much his wife made him angry in the past, he would never be willing to bully her.
Why should you let others bully you?
Why?
And that Hu Liu is a villain and a scoundrel.
If we don't deal with him properly this time, he'll come and cause trouble again.
And he couldn't stay at home every day to take care of the mother and daughter.
But even if he had a hundred reasons in his mind, when he saw his wife's tears, he had no choice but to surrender.
Holding the person in his arms, he lowered his voice further and further.
But when the words came out of his mouth, they were still as hard as his whole person.
"Be good, stop crying. Isn't that person still alive?"
Song Rui was so angry that she was like a donkey that was slapped on the buttocks. She bit the arm that was around her hard.
Ling Ye felt the pain and took a breath, but still didn't let go.
Song Rui looked up and glared at him. Seeing that he was still smiling happily, she became even more angry.
I didn’t die this time, but what about next time? What about next time?
If he doesn't change his way of doing things, it's only a matter of time before something bad happens.
How many people were arrested during the four crackdowns?
How can you just say that you're not dead and that's okay?
She had been worried the entire night and was furious, but Ling Ye was still smiling?
Song Rui stretched out her hand and twisted the soft flesh on Ling Ye's waist, and finally he let go because of the pain.
She glared at him again, pushed the door open and left.
"You are such a fierce woman, you are such a pinch!"
Ling Ye's voice was trapped inside the door. Seeing Song Ruizhen leave, he scratched his head in annoyance.
My wife is really angry.
What should I do next? He has never coaxed anyone.
Ling Ye thought of Shou Biao, the most slick-tongued of the three, and simply put on his coat and went out.
Shou Biao lives in Xinghua Lane not far from here, and he is the only one left at home.
Speaking of which, his life story is quite complicated.
Shou Biao's mother is not a local. She was a rich lady who was sent down to the Northeast.
Thinking she could never go back, she married Shou Biao's father and gave birth to Shou Biao.
Later, her family was rehabilitated, and after hesitating for half a year, she finally went back and left Shou Biao to his father.
His father's health began to deteriorate when Shoubiao was fifteen or sixteen years old.
Shou Biao dropped out of school and started to secretly trade in eggs and mountain products to earn money for his father's medicine.
But he was young and thin, and had no relatives to help him, so he was always bullied.
Later, he met Ling Ye, who took him to do business, and their lives gradually became better. He bought imported medicine and extended his father's life for another five or six years.
Ling Ye went to his house because he was familiar with the place.
He went up to the tube-shaped building with ease, took out the key from the pile of sundries outside the door, opened the door and went in.
Shou Biao was pulled out of the bed. He opened his eyes hazily and saw his wild brother looking at him with a dark face.
Shou Biao shuddered and all sleepiness disappeared.
"Brother Ye, why are you here?"
Shou Biao felt guilty. Seeing Ye Ge acting like this, he thought he must have had a fight with his sister-in-law.
He is really shameless.
"Your sister-in-law slapped your girlfriend yesterday. You don't hate her, do you?"
Seeing Ling Ye mention this, Shou Biao smiled bitterly, "Brother Ye, you are scolding me like that. How can I hate my sister-in-law because of this? You are my brother, and she is my sister-in-law. What happened yesterday was Zhao Xiaoman's fault."
Ling Ye hummed and said to Shou Biao: "Then help me think of a solution. Your sister-in-law is angry with me."
Shou Biao was stunned. "Brother, what are you talking about? You are not really suspicious of your sister-in-law and quarreled with her, are you?"
Ling Ye: "What nonsense! I never doubted her. It was Hu Liu who harassed her and I dragged him to the river and threw him into the ice hole."
Afraid that Shou Biao would misunderstand like Song Rui, he quickly added, "He's not dead. I pulled him up again."
But even so, Shou Biao's eyebrows were twitching with fear.
The ice on the river bank is thick in the cold winter.
Only ice fishermen will make a hole about half a meter in size.
Once you fall in, it is almost impossible to find the hole again.
It is even more impossible to show up from somewhere else.
Even those who can swim well can only hold their own against the ice, like an ant frozen in a block of ice, and will die in a few minutes.
Shou Biao was not an honest man and was still frightened after listening to it.
"Brother, is your sister-in-law angry with you after knowing this?"
"Um."
"There's something I don't know whether I should say..."
Ling Ye glared at him, "Then don't say anything."
Shou Biao gritted his teeth and said, "I still have to say, brother, you deserve it."
"I……!"
Ling Ye raised his hand to hit him, but Shou Biao shrank his neck and the slap did not fall.
Putting down his hand, Ling Ye said: "It is true. I shouldn't have told her."
Shou Biao curled his lips, "If my sister-in-law finds out from other people, won't she be even more angry?"
"How else does she want to be angry?"
Ling Ye pointed at his shoulder, "This, a slap."
Rolling up his sleeves, "Here, a mouthful."
He touched his waist again and said, "This is twisting me to death."
Finally concluded, "See? Don't blame her for fighting with that Zhao. Your brother is going to get beaten up too."
Shou Biao couldn't help but laughed out loud.
But looking at Brother Ye who got beaten, why does he look so proud?
Shou Biao didn't understand.
"Brother, it's normal for sister-in-law to be angry. Isn't that because she's worried about you? She would only get angry if she cares about you."
Ling Ye curled his lips, "Just tell me how to coax her."
"Then how can I coax her?"
Shou Biao counted on his fingers, "One, send a gift, two, apologize sincerely, three, promise not to do it again, four, say something nice."
Giving gifts is fine.
Ling Ye looked at the remaining three fingers and felt a headache.
Thinking of Zhao Xiaoman, he asked, "Is that how you coaxed her last night?"
Shou Biao seemed to have been drained of all his energy and fell back down with a thud.
"No, we are yellow."
He chased Zhao Xiaoman out last night just to send her home first.
No matter what, we can't let her, a woman, walk home alone in the middle of the night.
Who knew that when Zhao Xiaoman saw him chasing her out, she became even more excited.
She had to make him stand up for her and return the slap.
Shou Biao definitely couldn't do it, so the two of them kept arguing all the way.
He said what she did was wrong.
Even if she is not my sister-in-law, you can't gossip like that. What's the difference between you and the old man and woman who sat at the entrance of the village when I was a child?
Zhao Xiaoman didn't listen to them and insisted that Shou Biao was not a man.
Why did she say all that? It was to liven up the atmosphere, get to know everyone as quickly as possible, and build good relationships.
Even if he said the wrong thing, shouldn't Shou Biao protect her? But she is his girlfriend.
How could I watch her lose face?
After all, I didn't take her to heart and didn't care about her enough.
Shou Biao explained that without Ling Ye, he would not be where he is today.
Zhao Xiaoman also said that it was because Shou Biao was incompetent that people looked down upon her.
They quarreled all the way to Zhao Xiaoman's doorstep, but they still couldn't come to any conclusion.
Shou Biao finally realized that they were not from the same group at all.
I simply accepted her proposal to break up and left.
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