Chapter 22 Chapter 22 This Jiang Ling really has no self-control,...
Jiang Ling raised the mirror and looked up and down, left and right, front and back, but couldn't find anything wrong.
Then Song Guanshu said, "It's not strange at all, just remember to call me next time you want to watch the fun."
Hearing that he actually took the initiative to say that he wanted to watch the fun, Jiang Ling's doubts became more obvious.
"You're acting weird today. Why do you suddenly like to watch the fun? Weren't you not interested in it before?"
"I have nothing to do, so I might as well take a look."
"Okay, I'll call you next time we meet." Jiang Ling said, "I think it will be soon. There will definitely be another fight between Miao Dasao and Li Jun because of those things between men and women."
Jiang Ling approached him mysteriously, "You've been their neighbor for a longer time. Do you think there is an improper relationship between Li Jun and Brother Miao?"
Song Guanshu gave a meaningful smile, "Guess."
Then this must be the case. Jiang Ling patted his arm excitedly, "You are worthy of being the one, Comrade Song Guanshu."
Song Guanshu looked at the white little hand on his arm. Jiang Ling followed his gaze and then realized that he was a mysophobe and didn't want to interact with people. She laughed dryly and withdrew her hand.
Jiang Ling raised her hand and swore: "I will try my best to change my bad habit of touching others in the future."
Song Guanshu smiled, "You'd better do it."
He didn't believe that Jiang Ling could change this habit.
In order to change the subject, Jiang Ling asked him, "What are we eating tonight?"
"Have something to eat."
"Don't be so casual. You've finally come back, so of course we have to celebrate and have something delicious." Song Guanshu closed the book helplessly. It seemed that this man's mind was only filled with eating.
"Let me remind you that we had noodles to celebrate last night."
Jiang Ling had her own reasoning, "It's different. Eating noodles means I hope you can stay for a long time. How can this be considered a celebration?"
Song Guanshu looked up and asked her, "How do you want to celebrate?"
Jiang Ling raised her hand and pointed to the cabinet at home where food was stored. "We'll have cured chicken tonight!"
Song Guanshu didn't expect that she would be so capable and go to such great lengths just to eat cured chicken.
Even if Jiang Ling didn't mention it, he didn't plan to let the chicken live too long.
"good."
Jiang Ling's eyes sparkled, "I'm not exaggerating, you are truly the best man I have ever met, bar none."
Jiang Ling sat in front of the stove early to remind Song Guanshu that it was time to come out and cook.
Song Guanshu was quite sensible and put down his book to go to the kitchen to cook.
Add cold oil to the pan, pour in the chopped cured chicken when the oil is hot, add dried chilies and other seasonings and stir-fry. The kitchen will suddenly be filled with spicy and salty aroma.
Add enough hot water to cover the cured chicken into the iron pot, cover the pot and simmer over high heat.
Song Guanshu pushed open the kitchen window without any scruples, because the Liu family opposite had just made a fool of themselves not long ago, and they stayed at home with their doors and windows closed, so they would not come out to beg for alms at this time.
Jiang Ling did not stop Song Guanshu from opening the window. She stood up and wanted to see what was happening at the Liu family. Coincidentally, a man and a bicycle rode into the yard with a jingle.
It’s Xie Lang.
He saw Jiang Ling's eyes light up and thanked the people around him, "I found it, yes, this is the one, thank you."
"I finally found your house. I don't know how many people I asked along the way, but they all said they didn't know. Luckily, there was a guy who lived near your house and knew who I was talking about, so he brought me here."
Jiang Ling opened the door and called him to come in quickly, "Why did you suddenly think of our house?"
When passing by the kitchen, Xie Lang took a deep breath of the aroma, "What is this stew? It smells so good."
Saying this is equivalent to waiting for the host to invite him to dinner at home.
Jiang Ling then took the initiative to say, "Song Guanshu brought back the cured chicken from his business trip to Guangcheng. Come stay for dinner tonight and try the difference between the chicken in Guangcheng and the chicken in Beicheng."
Xie Lang rubbed his hands in embarrassment, "How can I be so embarrassed?"
Last time he wanted to treat Jiang Ling and her husband to dinner, but in the end it was Song Guanshu who paid the bill. I happened to be on business near the steel plant today, and after get off work I thought of treating them to a meal, but unfortunately I arrived in time because they were cooking.
Jiang Ling: "We have known each other for so many years, there is nothing to be embarrassed about, why don't you stay and eat together, it will be more lively with more people."
Xie Lang said carelessly, "Okay!"
Song Guanshu always had a faint fake smile on his face, but when Xie Lang agreed to stay for dinner, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned downwards.
Jiang Ling invited Xie Lang to have dinner at her home without asking Song Guanshu, an important family member, for his opinion. The main reason was that she thought this was what the other party wanted, so she invited Xie Lang to have dinner at her home and deliberately showed her affection in front of him.
Jiang Ling felt that she was really considerate.
When they sat down in the room, Xie Lang mentioned the reason why he came to see them. "There was a murder case in the cotton mill next door. My master and I were in charge of that case. When I passed by the steel mill on my way home from get off work, I thought of coming to see you."
Jiang Ling's eyes widened. Could it be that the plot had just begun? "Murder case?"
Xie Lang is a big mouth with no sense of confidentiality at all. He blurted out all the relevant information of the case.
"A female worker died. The scene looked like suicide. Her husband did not immediately go to find a doctor after discovering the scene. He first went to ask his parents and older brother, who lived two blocks away, to see her. Then he asked a neighbor who had studied with a barefoot doctor for two years when he went to the countryside to help with the treatment. It was the young man who asked them to quickly ask the hospital to send in a doctor. By the time the doctor arrived, the patient was already dead."
"It was originally treated as a normal death, but when the female worker's family came, they felt something was wrong. The female worker's brother went to the police station to report the case, and they sent us here to investigate. We didn't have time to rest on this weekend."
Jiang Ling said: "You protect the lives and property of the people. The burden on you is heavy, but it is precisely because of the existence of the People's Guard that we can feel at ease."
Xie Lang showed his white teeth and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, "It's not as bad as you say."
Jiang Ling smiled and said, "However, your police force should have a confidentiality code. It is related to the case and should not be disclosed to outsiders casually."
The smile on Xie Lang's face froze. Of course, there was a confidentiality rule, and just as Jiang Ling had said, the contents of the case could not be revealed to outsiders.
This was not the time he met Jiang Ling, he couldn't help himself,
"You and Brother Song are not strangers. We have known each other for so many years. I know to tell you that I believe in your character and you will definitely not publicize it outside."
Jiang Ling raised her eyebrows and said, "It's hard to say. If you offend us one day, I might go to your leader and complain that you leaked the case."
Xie Lang quickly bowed and begged for mercy, "I will definitely change this bad habit in the future. Please don't tell my master, he scolds people fiercely."
Jiang Ling nodded seriously, "Not only will I tell your leader that you violated the confidentiality code, but I will also tell your master that you said he was mean behind his back."
Knowing that the other party was joking, Xie Lang cooperated by frowning, but thinking of his master's dark face, he couldn't help laughing out loud.
Jiang Ling also laughed.
Xie Lang felt that Jiang Ling had become more cheerful and easier to get along with, which was very different from before. She no longer had that condescending attitude.
He thought it might be because Jiang Ling was already married, so he didn't feel the same excitement when he saw her again.
When the two were laughing happily, Song Guanshu, who was in the kitchen, said, "Jiang Ling, come and help add some fire to the stove. I'm a little overwhelmed."
Jiang Ling was puzzled. Song Guanshu never needed her help in cooking before. She sat in front of the stove and made a fire because she had nothing else to do. Sitting there and making a fire made it seem like she was working.
She responded, "Okay."
Xie Lang had already taken action. "I'll do it. I used to help my mother light the fire when I was a child. I'm a skilled worker."
Regardless of the fact that he was a guest, he ran to the stove and started lighting the fire without thinking.
Since the guest Xie Lang was helping to light the fire in the kitchen, Jiang Ling naturally couldn't sit in the inner room.
Xie Lang is a typical outgoing person who can chat with anyone.
"I didn't expect that Brother Song had this skill. It smells so good." He bent down and stuffed the dried straw into the stove. "If I had known you were so good at cooking, I should have asked you to cook when I was at the educated youth camp. I could have eaten two more meals of your cooking."
"At that time, my level was the same as everyone else's. I was not very good at cooking. My cooking skills improved rapidly under Jiang Ling's training."
Jiang Ling suspected that this person was implying that she was lazy and greedy.
Xie Lang gave a thumbs up and said, "Jiang Ling is really good at this."
The stir-fried cured chicken was served with the rice. Because there were guests, they couldn't just make one dish, so Jiang Ling also bought a piece of tofu.
Song Guanshu cut the tofu he bought into pieces and blanched it in water, then added chopped green onions and seasoned it with sesame oil, soy sauce and salt. A plate of fragrant green onion tofu was ready.
To show my appreciation, I also cooked some seaweed egg drop soup.
Sitting at the table, Xie Lang didn't know how to start for a moment.
He half-jokingly and half-seriously asked, "Jiang Ling, can I send my mother to your place for some cooking training?"
"You don't know, my mom's cooking is so terrible. My dad and I would rather eat out than at home." He had a miserable expression.
Jiang Ling instructed Song Guanshu to scoop her a bowl of soup. "Director Bai is a strong woman. She is busy with her career outside. She works very hard every day. When she gets home from get off work, you two can take a break. She has to cook for you two non-stop, but you complain that her food is not tasty."
Xie Lang was stunned by her criticism. He had never realized before that Jiang Ling was so eloquent.
Jiang Ling continued, "If you want to have delicious meals at home, I have an idea."
"You say." Xie Lang said hurriedly.
Jiang Ling chuckled and said, "You think Director Bai's cooking is not tasty, so you can learn to cook yourself. This way, not only will Director Bai be able to rest when he returns home, but you and your family of three will also be able to eat delicious meals."
Xie Lang has certain merits in being the male lead. Although he is impulsive and naive, he has a pure heart.
He nodded in agreement, "You have a point."
Just like now when he was criticized by Jiang Ling, he didn't seem angry at all.
In the past, he let his mother do housework after get off work because this was the social division of labor around him, with women cooking and men resting, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
But when he heard Jiang Ling's words and saw that it was Song Guanshu who cooked in their family, he realized that women didn't have to cook and serve the family. Men could also sit around the stove after get off work.
"I was wrong before." He joked, "My mother also complained about similar things. If she knew that you had the same idea as her, she would definitely treat you as a close friend and find a way to make you her daughter-in-law."
After saying this, Xie Lang realized that Jiang Ling in front of him was already married. He said this in front of her husband, which seemed like he was trying to poach her.
It was really an unintentional mistake, but if it was a real joke it wouldn't be a big deal and they could just laugh it off.
But Xie Lang had really thought about it before, so he panicked and quickly waved his hands to explain, "I didn't mean that, I was joking."
After saying that, Xie Lang slapped his mouth in annoyance, "Why can't I control my mouth? I don't mean anything else, you know, I..." He wanted to blame the slip of the tongue on the drinking, but then he remembered that there was no wine on the table today, only soup.
To be honest, his explanation was unnecessary. Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu both knew about Xie Lang's little thoughts.
"That won't do. Song Guanshu is the best husband in the world. I wouldn't trade him for a mountain of gold or silver."
She can make money, cook and do housework every day. She doesn't want to marry Xie Lang and be a nanny, even if Xie Lang is the male lead.
Although Jiang Ling's words made Xie Lang a little sad, they also helped him out of the predicament.
He didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore. "To be honest, you two have a really good relationship."
Song Guanshu just smiled and said nothing. Only when Jiang Ling said that he would not exchange it for a mountain of gold, he took the initiative to add half a spoonful of soup to Jiang Ling.
To put it nicely, Xie Lang is a person who doesn't care about details, but to put it bluntly, he is a simple-minded person.
He was just feeling upset for saying the wrong thing one second ago, and the next second he handed his empty bowl to Song Guanshu and asked him to help him fill half a bowl of soup.
When he was a child, Director Bai once taught him that food is precious and when you go to someone else's house for a meal you can't eat with your stomach full, or people will say you have no manners.
In order to eat less meat, he could only drink more soup.
Jiang Ling saw that Xie Lang was staring at the meat but kept drinking the soup, like a large dog greedily eating meat.
Jiang Ling was not in a position to serve him food, so she said, "Song Guanshu, serve Xie Lang two pieces of meat. This is his first time eating at our house, so he is embarrassed to eat meat."
How can I admit that I didn't put any meat in it because I was embarrassed?
Xie Lang said, "No, I think the soup cooked by Brother Song tastes better."
Song Guanshu smiled coldly. He pushed the plate of stir-fried cured chicken in front of Xie Lang and said, "Look how much Jiang Ling cares about you. She's worried that you won't have enough to eat."
Xie Lang smiled innocently, "Of course, we are old classmates."
Two dishes, one soup and a bowl of rice were all eaten up by the three of them.
After dinner, Xie Lang helped to clean up the dishes. When Song Guanshu rolled up his sleeves to wash the dishes, he took the initiative to say, "Let me do it. Brother Song has worked hard to cook. I will wash the dishes."
Song Guanshu whispered, "How can I let a guest like you do housework?"
After another free meal, Xie Lang was already ashamed. He quickly said, "The relationship between us is not about guests or not. We are not outsiders. I came to your house for dinner and you treated me with meat and soup. I can't just pat my butt and go home after the meal. That would be too inhuman. If you still treat me as one of your own, let me wash these dishes today."
Song Guanshu's expression changed slightly.
Xie Lang continued to work hard, "Didn't I just say that I should learn to do housework and help my mother after I go home? We are friends, so you have to let me learn to wash dishes and cook. Can you give me this opportunity?"
"But we only have these few bowls at home. If one is broken, we will have to eat with our hands from now on."
Xie Lang tried to push the young couple out with his backhand, "If I break it, I'll replace it with a new one for you, okay?"
As the hosts, Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu were pushed out of the kitchen, and it was Xie Lang, the guest, who was washing dishes in the kitchen.
How anti-Tian Gang this is.
Jiang Ling has discovered everything. Song Guanshu doesn't like washing dishes. He is a mysophobia person and doesn't like the feeling of oil on his hands.
Every time she and Song Guanshu finished their meal, they would have a heated discussion about who would wash the dishes that night.
Xie Lang not only pushed Xie Lang and Jiang Ling out of the kitchen, but also closed the bedroom door.
Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu stood at the door staring at each other. Jiang Ling urged Song Guanshu to go to the stove and teach him how to wash the dishes.
She lowered her voice and said, "Xie Lang has never done this before. Even if you don't wash the dishes, you can teach him how to do it."
Song Guanshu didn't listen to her and found a chair to sit down. "He said he would compensate."
Jiang Ling:.......So you didn’t want someone to wash the dishes, you were planning to have him break the dishes and replace them for you.
Jiang Ling was worried about Xie Lang washing the dishes, so she walked out of the bedroom and instructed Xie Lang, who was busy outside, "You didn't wash this dish clean."
"That's not how you brush..."
"Not only the outside needs to be brushed, but the inside needs to be brushed as well..."
"You're going to use this as a tool for washing dishes..."
Song Guanshu, who was sitting in the bedroom, couldn't help laughing when he heard what Jiang Ling said. He thought she was kind and took the initiative to help Xie Lang wash the dishes. It turned out that she was just talking to him like she did before.
Instructing others to wash dishes is no easier than doing it yourself.
After Xie Lang finished washing the dishes, Jiang Ling habitually handed him a bar of soap, just like she did when she served Song Guanshu in the past, so that he could wash the grease off his hands.
Song Guanshu's originally calm face turned into a smile when he saw the soap Jiang Ling handed over.
The two of them walked into the bedroom talking and laughing, and were met with a smiling face.
Jiang Ling knew Song Guanshu and knew that this man was unhappy again for some reason.
Even though Xie Lang had spent some time with him, he knew nothing about his true nature. He only looked at his appearance and thought he was a kind and friendly person.
Seeing that it was getting dark, Xie Lang said, "I should go home. The nights have been uneasy lately. My mom doesn't allow me to stay out at night and tells me to go home as soon as I get off work. It seems that there have been incidents of police robbery and killing in other cities. My parents are afraid that this will happen in our North City as well, and they are afraid that I will be targeted."
He shrugged. "If they are really overthinking it, how can such vicious incidents happen in every city? Besides, I am lucky and will never encounter such a thing."
Jiang Ling nodded in understanding. "It's better to be safe than sorry. Your parents are worried about you too."
Xie Lang stood up and prepared to leave. "Last time we drank together, I got drunk and it was thanks to you guys that you took me home. My mom later heard that Xiao from the steel factory had his legs broken and she thanked you two very much. If I had gone home alone, I might have encountered this."
"You two didn't run into any bad guys when you came back from our house, did you?"
Why would he bring up something that happened half a month ago for no reason?
Was it intentional or unintentional?
Xie Lang's eyes were very bright, perhaps because he worked so often. Being stared at by him gave me the illusion of being in an interrogation room and being questioned.
Jiang Ling rolled her eyes at him nonchalantly, "Can you hope for the best for us? If we meet a bad guy, we can still get better. I guess we can't talk face to face now. You have to visit us in the hospital."
Xie Lang was amused by her, "Luckily you didn't meet him. If you met the criminals because of sending me, I would feel guilty for the rest of my life."
"But we were lucky." Jiang Ling shrugged. "I heard that he was beaten on the way we had to go home. If we had gone home a little later and run into that guy, our small bodies wouldn't be enough to withstand the beating. Xiao Bing was beaten and admitted to the hospital, and we would have had to lie on the bed together."
Xie Lang: "Yeah, you are lucky."
Jiang Ling said calmly, "If you don't do bad things, you don't have to worry about ghosts knocking on your door. We heard a lot about what Xiao Bing did some time ago. This can be considered as his evil deeds being punished."
Xie Lang changed the subject and said, "Who do you think is the murderer? Is it really the ghost of the murdered girl in the legend who is seeking revenge?"
"Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, spirits are not allowed to exist. There is no such thing as ghosts." Jiang Ling said seriously, "Comrade Xie Lang, you are a public security officer and should be a staunch atheist. How could you believe in rumors? In my opinion, Xiao Bing has done so many bad things. He must have offended someone, and his enemies are here to seek revenge."
Jiang Ling analyzed it carefully. "It doesn't seem right. We heard from the security officer of the steel plant next door that the murderer is a man and a woman, probably brother and sister. If they were seeking revenge, it would be impossible for them to bring their sister with them. This doesn't make sense."
Seeing Jiang Ling's serious analysis, Xie Lang's doubts were immediately dispelled by half.
At the same time, I felt guilty for my suspicion.
Just because Jiang Ling and Brother Song and his wife also passed by that place on the same day, he actually suspected them both. He really has no conscience.
You know, they passed by at that time because they were worried about his safety.
On the other side, Jiang Ling was still analyzing, "Under normal circumstances, you shouldn't bring your sister with you to seek revenge. Do you think there is a possibility that the brother of the girl that Xiao Bing bullied in the past came to seek revenge, and brought his sister here to let her see Xiao Bing's miserable condition and eliminate the psychological trauma in her heart."
Xie Lang stroked his chin in thought. The reasoning given by Jiang Ling seemed to form a logical loop.
"Okay, I'll report to Master if I get a chance."
"If it weren't for this reason, I wouldn't have thought that a brother would bring his sister with him when he was fighting. This doesn't make sense." Jiang Ling made another guess, "Is there a possibility that they are not biological siblings, but foster brothers and sisters recognized by the underworld?"
Xie Lang immediately denied it categorically, "Absolutely impossible. According to my master, Xiao Bing righteously stated that they were brother and sister. He was not wrong."
His master, Officer Hong, is a well-known figure in the criminal investigation circle of North City, otherwise Xie Lang's father would not have entrusted his only son to him.
Logically speaking, this is not a major case and is not within the jurisdiction of their police station, so Officer Hong is not responsible for this matter.
However, this matter has spread all over the city. It is a female ghost seeking revenge, and there is money and power to oppress people. There are too many people involved. If the truth of the matter is investigated, it will affect the credibility of the police.
So Master Xie Lang was also involved in this case.
Xie Lang is a very curious person. Since Officer Hong is involved in such an exciting case, he must ask for inside information, so he knows more than other colleagues.
Talking about this, I feel even more certain.
Xie Lang said, "My master said that when questioning them, he often asked if they were not biological siblings. Xiao Bing was very adamant that they were biological siblings, and the man who beat him was even arrested."
"Having a range makes it easier to check for people. It's better than looking for a needle in a haystack."
Xie Lang thought so too. "But my master and I are now mainly busy with the case of the mysterious death of a female worker in the cotton mill. In front of the murder case, other things have to be put aside."
Jiang Ling asked him, "What about the case of the thief breaking into our daily chemical factory?"
Xie Lang shook his head. "There are no clues, and it's not a big case. It may be shelved for the time being."
Jiang Ling said "oh" and guessed that this temporary moment was forever.
The factory will not keep the scene forever. The warehouse still has to store raw materials and finished products. Seeing that the police are not investigating the case, the factory will probably clean up the warehouse soon and all traces left by the suspect will be cleaned up.
"Then I hope you can solve this case as soon as possible, so that you can spare some time to help our factory find the parasites hiding among the people."
Xie Lang showed his big white teeth when he smiled, "Then I'll borrow your good words."
Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu sent him out of the hospital, and Xie Lang got on his bicycle.
Before leaving, he suddenly remembered something, "Oh, by the way, you should have heard that Xiao Jun's family is quite powerful. The Xiao family arranged for him to be released on medical parole, and he seems to have returned home to recuperate."
"You should be more careful when you go out." Xie Lang glanced at the three-story building where the steel factory leaders lived and smiled. "After all, this guy is a tyrant and bullies the people in the village. If he bullies you, you can come to me. I don't believe that there is no law in this world."
Coming from Xie Lang's mouth, this statement is more credible. Uncle Xiao Jun is the director of the Grain Bureau, and Xie Lang's father's position is no lower than his.
The two men sent Xie Lang away with smiles on their faces, and the smiles disappeared the moment they turned around.
Song Guanshu said, "He suspects you."
Jiang Ling locked both doors of her house. She hesitated and said, "No way."
In the original text, Xie Lang is not a scheming person. He is a straightforward person who does things carelessly and in a single-minded manner. If he suspects them, he will either ask directly or report it to his superiors.
Song Guanshu seemed to see through her thoughts, "Hasn't he already asked you?"
Jiang Ling stroked his chin and thought, "If that's the case, it seems to be the case."
This chin-touching action appeared on Xie Lang not long ago. Jiang Ling learned it for some reason. Song Guanshu didn't like Xie Lang, and he also hated this action.
He reached out and moved Jiang Ling's hand away from his chin.
Jiang Ling was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't notice Song Guanshu's actions.
In the first half of the original novel, Xie Lang is innocent and simple without any scheming, a complete naivete.
His transformation was caused by the death of his best friend. He grew up overnight, but he always remained a worldly-wise yet unsophisticated person.
Could it be that he is not as naive as he appears to be?
The more I think about it, the more I feel that there is something else behind his words in the afternoon. Could it be that Xie Lang is testing me in another roundabout way?
This conclusion made Jiang Ling feel frustrated. It turned out that after reading most of the book, she still didn't really understand the male protagonist.
When Jiang Ling raised her head, she found Song Guanshu looking at her. She asked in confusion, "What's wrong?" This guy has been a little weird lately.
Song Guanshu did not answer, but asked her, "What did you think of?"
Jiang Ling sighed, "I am such a simple person."
“Praise should come from other people’s mouths.”
Jiang Ling looked at her with a smile and said confidently, "Then praise me."
Looking at those eyes curved into crescents, Song Guanshu was speechless for a moment.
At this time, the wooden door outside the kitchen was knocked loudly, and the two people who were looking at each other were startled.
They both quickly looked away.
Jiang Ling made small talk, "Who is it, knocking on the door so late at night?"
The only people who could knock on the door at this time would be the landlord, Old Man Sun, or the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Liu family next door.
When she reached the door, Jiang Ling did not open it easily.
Through the wooden door, she asked, "What's going on?"
The knocking on the door did not stop, but continued, "Open the door, Xiao Song."
Just by listening to the voice, you know who it is.
There was a barely perceptible flash of disgust in Song Guanshu's eyes. He really disliked the family next door.
"Is there something wrong?" Jiang Ling stood at the door, still not opening it.
"Leilei has a fever. Xiao Jiang, please open the door quickly and ask Xiao Song to ride a bicycle to take her to the hospital."
Jiang Ling couldn't help laughing at the self-righteous tone he used. If one didn't know, one would think that Liu Lei was Song Guanshu's son.
Jiang Ling waved at him and whispered, "You wash the dishes tomorrow night, I'll help you get rid of it."
"OK."
Jiang Ling raised her voice and said, "I'm sorry, we've already rested. It's really inconvenient. Please find someone else."
The newlyweds said it was inconvenient, but people who have been married understand what she meant. After all, it was night time and it was normal to do that kind of thing.
Li Jun had experienced this before, so he naturally knew what Jiang Ling was referring to.
A beautiful face quickly appeared in front of her. Li Jun couldn't help but spit. How shameless! She said such a thing in broad daylight.
Jiang Ling really has no self-control. She keeps pestering men to do that kind of thing.
After cursing Jiang Ling in her heart, she remembered that her son was still running a fever at home, so she said earnestly, "Xiao Jiang, our Lei Lei is in danger now. Please ask Xiao Song to take him to the hospital. Thank you."
Her voice was filled with tears, and was particularly sad in the silent night.
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