Chapter 97: Kiss on the Forehead
Ling Xiu cares a lot about her man.
She had never thought that she could marry a learned man, and a middle school teacher at that.
So when the Cui family brought a matchmaker to propose marriage, she felt like she was hit with a pie in the face.
As a result, her soul seemed to be imbued with the fragrance of books.
After they got married, he didn't want her to go out to work because he thought she was not good-looking.
Yes, she resigned and went home to be a good wife and mother.
Teachers' salaries aren't that high.
Sure, teaching is a noble profession, and a low salary is not an expensive one. She can be thrifty.
Cui Mingzhi was a respectable man, so he always spent money on clothes, shoes and hats, and he kept most of his salary for himself.
Yes, he is different from those coolies, he should be decent and well-dressed. At most, she won’t buy clothes or dress up.
Cui Mingzhi complained that the food at home was not good during every festival and that she was not good at managing the household.
Yes, although she feels wronged, she can also take the child back to her parents' home.
Cui Mingzhi knew it was embarrassing to ask for something, so he would never give it to her.
Then she brought the things distributed by the school to exchange for other things.
In the past, the Ling family was well-off, and every time she came, they would let her take a lot of things away.
Everyone is generous and enthusiastic.
Now that life is hard, she, as a married daughter, is looked down upon.
For the first time, Ling Xiu had the thought of not listening to a man.
She also wants to work and earn money.
When I talked about going home, Cui Mingzhi still opposed it.
Cui Mingzhi looks ordinary, but she is good at cleaning and dressing herself up.
The suits, leather shoes and gold-rimmed glasses he wears all year round make him look gentle and refined.
He seemed like a young master from a scholarly family, with an air of pride that came from having plenty of money.
But just the shirts, suits and leather shoes he wore every day required Ling Xiu to spend a lot of energy to take care of them.
Cui Mingzhi considers himself a respectable man, so how could he agree to let his wife go out to work?
What's more, what kind of good job can Ling Xiu find? It's just some hard work and smiling work.
"How come you've picked up the Ling family's mercenary habits after just a short while back home? Why don't you just enjoy your life at home? Why don't you just start a business like your brother and set up a street stall?"
Enjoying happiness, where does happiness come from?
Not only do I have to maintain the dignity of the entire family, but I also have to make sure that the little money he gives me is enough to spend.
She's the only one who's in trouble.
But Ling Xiu was so aggrieved that she couldn't say it to Cui Mingzhi.
She has been inferior to him since she got married.
After so many years, I've gotten used to it.
After being rebuked, she was speechless.
Cui Mingzhi looked at what she brought back, which was only two boiled pig's trotters, and the sarcastic remarks began again.
"If you ask me, people's bad nature is really determined by heaven. People without taste will still be without taste no matter how rich they are. People with poor hearts will still be poor at heart no matter how rich they are."
Ling Xiu wanted to say that the current situation in her mother's family was not good either.
But the man didn't give her a chance to speak. He went back to his room, closed the door and went to sleep.
When Cui Niannian saw her father leaving, she quickly walked over and extended her hand.
"Mom, I didn't complain, give me money."
Ling Xiu raised her eyes weakly and stared at her daughter's face.
Finally he took out two dollars and gave it to her.
"You're so stingy. Not as generous as my dad at all."
After saying that, Cui Niannian also went back to the house.
Ling Xiu sat on the sofa alone and turned off the lights for fear of wasting electricity.
In the darkness, she thought of everything.
The only thing I never thought about was divorce.
After dawn, everything continued.
On New Year’s Eve, most people are awakened by the sound of firecrackers.
Song Rui, however, was because of the people who returned home.
Before dawn, Ling Ye knocked on the door.
Song Rui got up, saw that it was him who came back, and hurried downstairs.
"So early, have you been driving all night?"
Ling Ye nodded and walked in with a cold look on his face.
Even though we have a refrigerator at home, the house is still kept clean.
The aroma of meat and rice mixed with the fragrance of Song Rui's body created an indescribable smell.
He called it the taste of home.
After all, I haven't smelled it anywhere else since I left home.
I've been gone for half a month, and it would be a lie to say I don't miss it.
Ling Ye's eyes wandered around the house, but his peripheral vision fell on Song Rui, who was lighting a fire in her coat.
She knew that he liked cleanliness and had to wash before eating when he got home.
So every time he came back, she would boil a pot of water for him first.
Her long hair was simply tied behind her head, with the scattered hair floating in the air.
The firelight reflected on her, as if even her hair was shining with golden light.
Ling Ye's body, which had been frozen outside, seemed to be soaked in warm water, softening and melting bit by bit.
While waiting for the water to boil, Ling Ye moved a small stool and sat down next to Song Rui.
The fire in the stove made him feel warm all over.
Song Rui was still a little sleepy, so she leaned her head against him.
Ling Ye didn't say anything, and Song Rui didn't say anything either.
But the atmosphere in the room was like the water in the pot, bubbling.
Water vapor rose like smoke, in wisps, in the small room, surrounding the two of them.
As the water in the pot was boiling, Ling Ye turned his head and kissed her on the forehead.
Song Rui looked up at him, but he had already turned his head away uncomfortably.
Men are so complicated.
He wasn't shy when he pulled her hand and asked her to touch her abdominal muscles.
I feel embarrassed to just kiss your forehead.
Song Rui smiled with her lips pursed, but no one knew what she was laughing at.
While Ling Ye went to wash, Song Rui picked up some crispy meat and made him a bowl of crispy meat noodles.
Eat dumplings when you get on the bus and noodles when you get off.
No matter what the reason is, it's good to have a good start.
After serving the noodles, Song Rui turned around and called Ling Ye while holding the bowl.
But I happened to see him changing clothes with his bare chest.
He is really good looking.
Song Rui couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
He had what people later called the mermaid line and shark muscles.
His muscles are firm but not exaggerated, and he has naturally fair skin with faint bulging blue blood vessels under his skin.
More noticeable than the blood vessels is a knife scar on his ribs.
It was as long as a palm and just sat on the last rib, which showed how dangerous it was.
Song Rui had seen the scar when they got married.
But she had never asked the reason before.
Now she wanted to know.
"How did you get that injury?"
Ling Ye saw her eyes fall on her ribs, dodged and turned around, "Nothing, just a fight with someone."
He downplayed it and was reluctant to say more, but Song Rui felt more and more that there was something hidden.
But I'm afraid I won't be able to get the answer from him, so I can only leave it aside for now.
"After you wash up, let's eat. After eating, take a nap."
Ling Ye came back late at night and must be sleepy.
There was a lot of fire last night and the kang was too hot.
When making the bed, she and Nan Nan placed their bedding in the middle of the kang and did not dare sleep at the head of the kang.
While Ling Ye was eating, Song Rui returned to the room, spread his bedding next to Nan Nan, and got into bed herself, ready to sleep for a while.
Not long after, Ling Ye came back.
But he rolled up the quilt and spread it over Song Rui's side.
Song Rui lowered her head and pretended to sleep until she was embraced by a warm embrace.
Ling Ye's voice sounded beside her face, and the soft breath carried the minty scent of toothpaste.
"Why is Nan Nan sleeping so soundly?"
Speaking of this, Song Rui forgot about pretending to be asleep and turned around to whisper to him about what happened yesterday.
Talk about how Nan Nan dealt with her two sisters who teamed up to bully her.
How he had firmly protected her and prevented her from apologizing.
She spoke with great interest, but in Ling Ye's eyes, there was only her lips opening and closing.
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