On the eve of National Day, Sangshen lazed around in the bridal chamber, shouting, "I want a kiss!"
Looking at the man who was practically rolling on the ground, Bu Ling thought, "This guy really has no regard for his image at all!" She cried out, "Kiss me, let go!"
Upon hearing Bu Ling's words, Sang Shen quickly released Bu Ling, pouting and waiting for her kiss.
Bling was speechless, feeling like she was taking care of a child. However, seeing the handsome young man so close to her, she was tempted and leaned in to give him a big kiss on the lips.
When she tried to pull away after the kiss, Sangzhen reached out and hugged her, then stuck out her tongue and deepened the kiss.
After a while, Sang Shen hummed a song contentedly as he cooked: "Hey? Bu Ling, when are you going to take me home?" He wanted a proper status.
Bu Ling paused. "Are you sure?" She didn't really care. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Besides, she was confident and wasn't afraid of anything.
Thinking about his brother-in-law's attitude towards him, Sangshen felt a toothache, but still gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sure!"
A real man should face all challenges for love. Most importantly, he has to get through this hurdle sooner or later. If he wants to marry someone's sister, he has to show some sincerity.
If even her brother-in-law doesn't dare to face her, Sangshen herself despises herself.
Seeing Sangshen's heroic expression as if she were about to blow up a bunker, Buling was both amused and exasperated: "Then let's wait until the Mid-Autumn Festival, and you can come to my house for a meal?"
Sangshen nodded hastily: "Okay, okay, let's set it for Mid-Autumn Festival." The sooner you die, the sooner you're reborn.
Tomorrow is National Day, and after National Day, Mid-Autumn Festival is just a few days away. While the two were cooking, Aunt Tian knocked on the door: "Xiao Bu, Xiao Sang."
"Aunt Tian?" Bu Ling and the other woman turned their heads at the same time to look at Aunt Tian standing outside the door, wondering what she was doing here at this time.
"Xiao Bu, our machinery factory is having a National Day performance tomorrow. Do you and Xiao Sang want to go?" Aunt Tian quickly explained her purpose.
Buling and Sangshen exchanged a glance, and Sangshen said, "Shall we go take a look?"
“Sure,” Buling said, equally curious. “But we’re not employees of the machine factory, so can we go?”
“Of course you can bring your family members. You two can just say they are my family members,” Aunt Tian said readily.
"Thank you so much, Aunt Tian. We'll go with you tomorrow to broaden our horizons." Sangshen's smile even made Aunt Tian momentarily stunned.
"Sure, sure. You two should get up early tomorrow. If we go early, we can get a good spot near the front." Aunt Tian gave a few words of advice. As a neighbor, she knew that Buling was a person who had a hard time getting up.
Bu Ling understood that this was directed at her, and thumped her chest loudly: "Don't worry, Aunt Tian."
Mulberry chimed in, "Yes, Aunt Tian and I are here too."
Seeing the two of them like this, Aunt Tian smiled and said nothing more. She turned around and went back to the next room. As an old woman, she shouldn't disturb the young couple's relationship.
The next morning, National Day, after Sangshen's persistent efforts, Buling finally managed to get out of bed. She opened the door as if in a daze, wanting to throw a tantrum, but luckily Sangshen was prepared: "You promised me last night that you would wake me up."
Bling: ....
She glanced at him, then lay back down on the kang as if sleepwalking. Sangshen found it quite amusing and thought the little black girl was really cute, but the time was really coming.
He stepped into the house, pulled Brling up, and seeing Brling with her eyes closed, letting him do as he pleased, his heart swelled with emotion. He bent down...
"Ugh~ I didn't brush my teeth!" Bling squeezed out the words through her teeth.
The mulberry murmured, "I don't mind you~"
Buling stared wide-eyed, now fully awake. She glared at Sangshen, then shrank back onto the kang to change her clothes. Sangshen, on the other hand, stood there, her eyes shining brightly, stroking her chin thoughtfully.
Completely unaware of someone's sinister intentions, Buling changed her clothes, grabbed a few pieces of steamed rice cake, made two cups of malted milk powder, and had a simple breakfast with Sangs. Then Aunt Tian called from outside.
"Little Sang and Little Bu, are you ready?"
"Alright, alright!" Bling answered loudly, then slung her little green bag over her shoulder and strode out of the house. Sangs followed behind, locked the house, and walked to Bling's side.
Most of the residents in this courtyard were workers from the machinery factory. Everyone wanted to see the factory's National Day performance, so early in the morning, people from the courtyard set off in twos and threes.
Bu Ling and her companion walked with Aunt Tian and Aunt Zhao's family, chatting and laughing as they headed towards the machinery factory.
When they arrived at the gate, no one stopped them. By the time they got there, the auditorium of the machinery factory was already packed with people. This is when Aunt Tian's good relationships came in handy.
She took the lead, pushing her way through the crowd. "Sister Tian, here!" A middle-aged woman waved vigorously at Aunt Tian from a distance.
After seeing the person, Aunt Tian turned around and squeezed next to her: "Sister Duan!"
"Sister Tian, come quick, I've saved you a spot." Duan Meizi led the group a little further before they reached a secluded place.
This is a great spot, located in a corner of the stage. You can see the stage clearly without being jostled by others, but the space isn't very big.
Not long after they stood still, the leaders of the machinery factory entered the auditorium one by one and took their seats, filling the limited number of seats.
Once the leaders were in place, the performance began. The machinery factory, as expected of a large factory with tens of thousands of employees, put on a variety of performances. Bu Ling watched with great interest. If only there were some melon seeds at this moment, oh, and a stool too.
"Here you go!" Just as Buling was engrossed in looking at the sunflower seeds, a large hand appeared in front of her, holding a handful of seeds in its palm. Buling looked at the owner of the hand and asked in surprise, "When did you prepare this?"
Sangshen placed the melon seeds in Buling's hand and leaned closer to her: "Aren't you touched? Do you like me a little more now?"
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