Chapter 66 Wife, I’m almost tired of acting
Su Tang handed the shoe sample to Lin Jianqiu with a sincere look in her eyes: "Sister Qiu'er, don't complicate simple things. If you care about him, do it; if you want to get close to him, just reach out."
"Brother Chang is not a piece of wood. He can feel your feelings."
Lin Jianqiu held the shoe pattern tightly in her hand. Su Tang's words were like a key, prying open the hard shell in her heart bit by bit.
The gate closed behind him with a creak.
Lu Xiao, who had just been sitting with his back straight, looking calm and reliable.
At this moment, the whole person felt as if all the bones were pulled out, and his shoulders collapsed instantly.
He dropped the hoe in his hand, which was covered with dirt and rust, and the metal made a sound when it hit the mud.
The man stretched out his arms, like a large dog that finally waited for its owner to come home, with a bit of sticky grievance.
He immediately grabbed Su Tang, who was still sorting beans on the small stool next to him, and pulled him into his arms.
Su Tang was caught off guard and let out a low cry of surprise, then fell onto his strong thighs.
"What are you doing?"
Su Tang was both angry and amused, and punched his hard chest: "What's wrong with you!"
Lu Xiao rested his chin on Su Tang's thin shoulder, and his warm breath sprayed on her sensitive neck.
His voice was muffled, with a long, obvious tired tone: "Wife~ my dear Tangtang~ when will this affectionate drama of ours end?"
As he spoke, he rubbed Su Tang's neck with the tip of his nose, with a hint of cheating.
"My back was so stiff I almost felt like a door panel, and I didn't even dare to glance around, for fear that my sister-in-law would notice something."
"You didn't see it, my palms were sweating from nervousness when I took your bean just now!"
He raised his big, slightly dirty hand and waved it in front of Su Tang.
As if showing evidence of some great sacrifice.
"This affectionate husband's pretense is more tiring than my practice!"
Su Tang felt her neck itchy from being rubbed by him, and she couldn't help but giggle.
She twisted her body to avoid his hairy head, but he held her tightly.
So Su Tang turned her head, stretched out her slender index finger, and with a bit of anger, pointed it precisely on Lu Xiao's full forehead, pushing his troublesome head away a little.
"Look at what you've accomplished."
She glared at him, but her eyes were filled with an indulgent smile, as if they were filled with honey.
"We've only performed a few times? And you're already complaining of being tired? Sister Qiu'er has finally found the key. It's not easy!"
She remembered how Lin Jianqiu clutched his shoes tightly as if he was holding a life-saving straw, and her tone couldn't help but soften.
"Chang Jia and she are still quarreling. If we don't give them a push, do you believe that these two will stand there like two stone statues?"
Lu Xiao curled his lips and still put his chin back on Su Tang's shoulder, but with less force, and complained dissatisfiedly.
"Then...then there has to be some hope, right? I can't keep acting like this forever? Tangtang, I'm really not good at acting."
If he continues acting, Lu Xiao feels that he can even make a movie.
"What's the rush?"
"When the time comes, not only will Chang Jia have to pay us back for drinking that jar of fine wine, he'll also have to treat us to a good meal! I'm the undisputed number one contributor! As for you, you're just... well, an actor!"
"Co-star?"
Lu Xiao suddenly raised his head, frowned, and looked exaggeratedly unconvinced.
"I put so much effort into my performance, and all I'm called is a 'co-star'? My dear wife, you're being too ruthless, aren't you?"
Su Tang, the black-hearted capitalist lady, was naturally punished by Lu Xiao in the evening.
The kerosene lamp burned for nearly a night before it went out. Su Tang was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyelids.
There was a furry head on his belly. In his drowsy state, Su Tang heard something.
I love you……
She was too tired to delve into it any further.
…
Lin Jianqiu brought this determination and the naturalness he learned from Su Tang back home.
Although she still blushed and her heart beat fast, and her movements were still not smooth enough, she no longer hesitated or retreated.
Chang Jia discovered that his old-fashioned wife was really changing.
When he came back, it was no longer the basin and towel placed coldly on the shelf, but she brought them to him. Although her voice was still a little trembling, her eyes were full of expectation.
When eating, she would try to move his favorite dishes to the side of his bowl and whisper, "Brother Jia, this...you should eat more."
At night, when he sat under the lamp reading, she would quietly bring a bowl of warm sugar water and place it next to him.
Then he sat quietly aside and mended the soles of shoes, no longer deliberately staying away like before.
Although there was still not much talk between the two of them, the deliberately maintained sense of distance was gradually disappearing.
What made Chang Jia happiest was one evening a few days later.
He was delayed by training and came back later than usual.
When I opened the door, I unexpectedly didn’t smell the familiar aroma of food.
In the kitchen, Lin Jianqiu was in a hurry. There seemed to be a burnt smell in the pot. She was so anxious that sweat broke out on the tip of her nose and there were a few streaks of dust on her cheeks.
When he saw him come in, a trace of panic and self-blame flashed across Lin Jianqiu's face, like a child who had done something wrong.
"Brother Jia, I wanted to make some soup, but I didn't control the heat well..."
Chang Jia looked at her disheveled yet hard-working appearance. On the stove were ingredients that had obviously been carefully prepared.
At that moment, a hard place in his heart seemed to be hit by something.
It tastes sour and astringent, but also has an indescribable warmth.
Not only did she take the initiative, she was also trying to do more for him and learning to manage their lives.
He walked over without blaming anyone, nor did he take over with a cold face as he had before.
Chang Jia picked up the spatula and deftly flipped the food in the pot, while whispering, "Turn down the heat, add some water, and don't panic."
"This stove is like this. I'll teach you."
Lin Jianqiu hurriedly did as he was told, carefully controlling the heat.
It was the first time that the two of them worked together to do something in a small kitchen. Although their movements were a little clumsy, the atmosphere was strangely harmonious.
Chang Jia's tall figure was beside her, and his familiar aura enveloped her.
It was no longer a source of anxiety and avoidance for her, but instead brought her a strange sense of security.
The food was finally served, but it didn’t taste that good and even had a burnt smell.
But Lin Jianqiu ate very seriously, looking at Chang Jia with sparkling eyes, full of nervousness and anticipation.
Chang Jia picked up a piece of food with chopsticks, put it in his mouth and chewed slowly.
There was a burnt smell, but he felt that this meal was the most delicious one he had ever had.
He raised his eyes and met Lin Jianqiu's cautious and expectant eyes.
The air was quiet for a few seconds.
Just when Lin Jianqiu thought he would remain silent again, Chang Jia's Adam's apple moved and he made a low, almost inaudible "hmm" sound.
His voice was very soft, but he said she didn't have to do this in the future.
"Jian Qiu, don't be cautious when facing me. We are husband and wife."
"Last time...it was my fault. I shouldn't have lost my temper with you. I'm sorry."
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