Song Wen carefully put his daughter to bed without waking her.
Seeing his skillful way of putting the child to sleep, Wu Xing suddenly remembered the time when he took care of the child. She couldn't help but chuckle and said, "You are still... um."
Before she could say anything, Song Wen pulled her into his arms and hugged her.
He buried his head in her neck and sighed, "Wife, we can live a good life together from now on."
Wu Xing shuddered violently when his breath blew on her neck.
She felt her whole body enveloped by a fresh breath.
He usually gives people the impression of being indifferent, calm, and free from desires, as if he is devoted to reading. However, every time Wu Xing gets along with him privately, she can feel a completely different side of him.
For example, now, he was just whispering in her ear, and she felt her knees go weak.
Fortunately, Song Wen held her, so she didn't fall down in a mess.
"Should we go out and help Mom and Dad pack their things..."
"No, I want to spend some time with you two. We haven't seen each other for a long time."
The tone of her voice was a bit coquettish, which made her feel itchy inside. "Okay, I'll listen to you..."
Her sweet words made his eyes darken and his breathing became disordered.
Song Wen always felt strange.
He has never been a sexual person. From childhood to adulthood, when other boys talked about girls, he had no interest in joining in, as he thought it was more interesting than reading books.
But once he meets Wu Xing, he becomes completely different.
Just like today, when he first saw her at the train station, he wanted to hug her tightly.
And now, she just said softly that she would listen to him, and he couldn't help but feel a strong desire, wishing it was night now.
"Sister, brother-in-law~" There was a knock on the door, bringing Song Wen back to his senses.
"Xiao Lei is here." Wu Xing looked up at him hesitantly.
"Yeah." Song Wen let go of his hand with some regret and cleared his throat. "Go open the door. I'll pack up the things you brought."
"Okay." Wu Xing straightened her wrinkled clothes and opened the door.
As soon as Wu Lei came in, he happily talked about his new discovery.
Wu Xing patted his head and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I got it. You go in and take care of Zhizhi first. I'll go outside to see if there's anything I can help with."
Wu Lei nodded heavily, "Yes, I understand, sister, you can go now."
Wu Xing walked out.
In the yard, Song's father was filling buckets with water, and Song's mother was busy tidying up things.
"Dad, Mom." Wu Xing called out, then came to Song's mother who was busy in the living room.
"Mom, you take a rest first, I'll clean up."
"No, no, I can clean it myself. You two young couples, have a chat. It's been so long since we last met. I'm sure you two young people have a lot to talk about."
Speaking of this topic, Wu Xing's cheeks felt slightly hot.
Fortunately, Song's father outside the yard spoke, "Mother, we are going to buy a hoe and dig some fertile soil so that I can plant a vegetable garden in the yard quickly."
"Then remember to buy some pots and pans. I told you to bring them here."
Song's mother continued with her work without raising her head.
"I told you to bring the pots and pans from home, but now I have to spend money to buy them again."
"Those things are too hard to carry. Besides, we'll need them when we get back."
"That's true." Song's mother sighed.
She understood the principle, but when she thought about having to spend money on everything, she felt reluctant.
"Dad, why don't you go cook now! I think you should just cook at home. Eating out at a restaurant costs money!"
Song Wen just came out and heard his mother's words. He smiled and said, "But we haven't bought the meat and vegetables yet."
Song Wen came to his mother's side and said, "You must have been very tired after sitting in the car for several days, so don't cook. I also want to take you to see the restaurants in Beijing."
"Okay then." After being persuaded, Song's mother had to give up.
Song Wen brought his family and picked up Aunt Yang and Yang Moer, and went to the state-owned restaurant next to Peking University for dinner.
"Song Wen?" Song Wen had just ordered his food and sat down when he heard someone calling him from next door.
"Lin Zhuo." Song Wen turned around and saw an acquaintance.
"Song Wen." Di Shan came over and greeted him.
"Are you guys coming to eat too?" Song Wen then realized that the people at that table were all familiar classmates.
"Yes, there's a Go tournament tomorrow and the Go club is having a dinner party today. You said you wouldn't come, so why are you here again?"
Di Shan spoke coquettishly as she walked towards Song Wen's table.
Her steps reveal the youthfulness and scholarly temperament brought to her by her knowledge.
This girl is very confident and dazzling. This is Wu Xing's first impression of Di Shan.
"I'm bringing my family over for dinner."
Song Wen introduced his family and classmates across from him one by one.
Finally, he pulled Wu Xing over and introduced her, "This is my love, Wu Xing."
Wu Xing didn't expect Song Wen to bring her directly to his classmates. She pulled her clothes helplessly.
She was wearing old work clothes that were ugly to begin with and were a little wrinkled from sitting on the train for several days. She was afraid that she would embarrass him.
"Hello, sister-in-law." All the students at the next table came over and greeted her readily.
Wu Xing breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that they didn't show any strange expressions on their faces. She also greeted them generously, "Hello."
"You are Song Wen's lover in the countryside! Hello, my name is Di Shan, I am a native of Beijing and also Song Wen's classmate." Di Shan walked up to Wu Xing and looked her up and down.
His gaze deliberately lingered on the stain on Wu Xing's chest for a while.
The word "countryside" made Wu Xing feel a little inferior in front of the dazzling college students.
And Di Shan's gaze made her feel very uncomfortable.
She followed Di Shan's gaze and looked at her clothes. There was a small puddle of water there, which was caused by her daughter lying on her chest just now...
"I..." Wu Xing didn't know how to explain. She was not a dirty person, and she didn't want to leave this impression on Song Wen's classmates.
Although Song Wen didn't know so much about Wu Xing's psychological activities.
But he could sense that she was a little uncomfortable, so he immediately protected her behind him.
Then he said to his classmates, "My family just arrived in Beijing and they are still a little tired. I need to eat quickly and go back to rest. I won't chat with you for now."
The dishes were served, and the students were very considerate, "Of course, you guys eat first, we won't disturb you anymore."
"Yes, uncle, aunt, you guys eat first."
"well."
After some pleasantries, we were finally able to eat.
"Eat more. You've lost weight." Song Wen put some food into her bowl.
"Where am I thin?" Wu Xing looked at herself.
She was indeed thin when she was breastfeeding her baby, and she couldn't gain weight even though she was fed with delicious soup every day at home.
But after she weaned her baby a few days ago, she grew up all of a sudden, and even her breasts became plump.
Song Wen's eyes stayed on her for a long time, his gaze was somewhat deep, he straightened his voice and said: "Well, you are indeed not thin."
"Right." Wu Xing was somewhat happy.
After all, nowadays, being plump means being blessed and bringing good fortune to your husband.
She wanted to bring good luck to Song Wen.
Di Shan, who was sitting next to them, couldn't help but keep an eye on Song Wen's table. Seeing the intimacy between them, which seemed like an atmosphere that no one else could fit in, she felt very upset.
After Song Wen left, the students at Di Shan's table couldn't help but discuss.
"Song Wen usually looks calm and indifferent, but I didn't expect him to be so protective of his wife."
"Yeah, didn't you see how he looked just now? It was as if he was afraid that I would look at his wife for even more time."
"Tsk tsk, I wonder what Song Wen is like when he gets along with his wife in private. He can't be as pure and innocent as usual, right?"
Hearing what her classmates were talking about, Di Shan clenched her hands tightly and said, "Stop talking and eat!"
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