"Wife, I want a reward."
This sentence exploded in Ling Ju's mind at once. She woke up from her drowsiness. Facing the man's lustful eyes, it seemed difficult for her to say no.
He's leaving tomorrow, so why not just relax.
Song Qi had a very fulfilling night, feeling very satisfied both physically and mentally. It was just a pity for the girl next to him, as her mouth and legs were trembling and she looked so tired.
She glared fiercely at the man next to her who looked refreshed.
Seeing her unhappy expression, Song Qi said, "You enjoyed it too."
Okay, Ling Ju retracted her gaze. It was true, but compared to those few seconds of enjoyment, she was more tired.
Without a word, he got out of bed and went to the bathroom to clean himself up, yawning and rubbing the back of his waist.
After rinsing her mouth, she lay back on the bed with her back to Song Qi.
The man went to turn off the lights, and she felt his hands massaging her waist and legs. He was quite sensible.
It wasn't long before she was fast asleep.
I had no dreams all night long.
Song Qi has an evening train so he doesn't need to get up early. Today he will go with Song Wei, Song Zhiguo and Chen Chun to pick up Song Xiulan from the hospital, while the others will wait at home.
After Song Wei and Song Qi finished breakfast and left, Ling Ju began to prepare today's menu.
She discussed with Chen Chun and decided to make lunch today.
Ling Ju followed Song Xin, and Song Zhiwei led Qian Yue, and they went straight to the vegetable market and bought a lot of chicken, fish, and pork. Later, Song Wei would take Qian Yue to buy roast duck, and then Ling Ju bought some vegetables.
She almost identified a stall in the market. It was a stall run by a woman in her thirties and a little girl. The little girl was young and still in elementary school, but every time she came, she saw the child doing homework or helping her mother with work, which made her feel particularly warm, so she always bought vegetables from her stall.
Moreover, the proprietress seems to have obsessive-compulsive disorder. All the vegetables are arranged according to color, which looks very orderly, which is a blessing for people with obsessive-compulsive disorder.
When I saw her coming, I greeted her from a distance.
"Girl, here you go again!"
Ling Ju also smiled and greeted, "Big sister, there are many people eating at home today, so I have to buy more."
The eldest sister glanced at the people around her. They looked like they were no ordinary people. "Just pick the bags over there!"
Ling Ju took some vegetables, such as tomatoes, potatoes, green onions, cabbage, leeks, etc., and went to the meat stall next door to buy pork belly, pork tenderloin and pig's trotters.
There were live chickens for sale next to the pork, which were picked and slaughtered right away. Ling Ju picked a big, lively one. The boss tied it up with a rope for her after slaughtering it. Just as Ling Ju was about to take it, Qian Yue took it directly.
"Second cousin, let me get it. Don't let your clothes get dirty because of the blood!"
Ling Ju gave Qian Yue a thumbs-up and said, "I didn't expect our little cousin to be so gentlemanly at such a young age."
Qian Yue tilted his head and glanced at Ling Ju, "So this is called gentlemanly manners. Dad is always like this. I learned it from him."
Ling Ju and Song Xin looked at each other and realized that family education is indeed very important.
Children will just follow their parents' example.
Looking at Qian Yue's appearance, Ling Ju also made up her mind that she and Song Qi would set a good example for their children in the future.
When I left, the boss lady gave me some seasonings. I thought about it and decided to start buying vegetables for Yan Jintang next week, so I might as well order them directly from here.
Ling Ju was about to pay when Song Zhiwei got there first, so Ling Ju had to take back her wallet.
Song Xin joked, "It's my aunt's treat today!"
Song Zhiwei smiled and said, "How can an elder let a younger generation pay when he takes the younger generation out?"
"Hehe, thank you, auntie."
Song Zhiwei pretended to be serious, "It's just a few dollars. When you go to Shanghai in the future, your aunt will treat you to a big meal!"
"Okay! We have to go as soon as possible. My uncle said the same thing last time!"
Ling Ju didn't refuse. A few people took the vegetables and meat, said goodbye to the proprietress and left.
When I got home, Song Xiulan was already there and the family was talking around the sofa.
Seeing them come in, Song Qi hurried over to take the things and put them in the kitchen, and Ling Ju hurried over to greet Song Xiulan.
"Granddaughter-in-law, you're back!"
"Grandma, how does it feel to be home?" Ling Ju and Song Xin each hugged one side of Song Xiulan's arm.
"Home is still better. I feel like I'm being pickled in the hospital, reeking of disinfectant!"
Ling Ju discovered that Song Xiulan's hair had grown a lot, the wounds had healed, and the scabs had fallen off.
Logically speaking, the craniotomy wound is deep and takes a long time to heal, but with the blessing of energy, everything is not a problem.
"Grandma, you can take a bath today, but don't wash your hair too hard, just wash it gently."
Song Xiulan's eyes lit up. "That's great. In the hospital, I can only wipe myself, and I feel like I stink."
Song Xin volunteered, "Grandma, let me help you. It might be inconvenient for you to do it alone. I'll wash it for you before you go to bed tonight."
"She has to be my eldest granddaughter after all! So considerate! My love for her is worth it!" Song Xiulan pinched Song Xin's little face happily, and Song Qiangjun was also laughing beside her.
Ling Ju could see that Song Xin was really favored in the Song family. Except for Chen Chun who was a little strict with her, both her grandparents and her two brothers doted on her.
Ling Ju talked to Song Xiulan for a few words and prepared to cook. Song Qi, who was sitting next to her, followed her to the kitchen. As Song Qi stood up, Chen Chun also came over.
"Let me do it, Orange, and let Lao Er help me."
Orange thought about it and said, "Okay, Mom, I'll help you out. To be honest, what you're making is not much different from what I'm making. The main thing is the seasoning. And I think yours is tastier. The broth is richer."
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