Chapter 35 Chapter 35 Aren’t they husband and wife? He and the outside...
Jiang Ling said "oh" and changed to a more comfortable sleeping position, lying on her stomach. She turned sideways to where Song Guanshu was.
Song Guanshu discovered a pattern: Jiang Ling liked to sleep on her side, and she would always face the wall before falling asleep. She was also extremely restless when sleeping, and would change positions countless times throughout the night, but would always end up facing him.
Jiang Ling slept peacefully, her mouth slightly open as she breathed, and the print on the pillowcase left a red mark on her face.
Song Guanshu's gaze moved from Jiang Ling's face to the washbasin rack by the door, where a festive face towel was hung. It was originally a pillowcase, a pair with the one on her pillow, but Jiang Ling used it as a towel.
During this period, Jiang Ling has developed a punctual biological clock and opens her eyes on time, although she is still very unconscious when she opens her eyes.
She stretched in the quilt, then got up, dressed and went to work.
"I told you that you were not feeling well, so I asked for a week's leave. You should rest at home before going to work."
Jiang Ling said "oh" and went back to bed, "I'll sleep a little longer. You have to wake me up for breakfast later."
She took another nap, and when Song Guanshu woke her up, the room was filled with the aroma of tofu pudding.
"It smells so good, you went out to buy tofu pudding."
Song Guanshu brought the tofu pudding to the kang, and when he got up from the bed he folded the bedding and put it in the corner.
"Be careful not to spill it on the quilt."
Jiang Ling had never enjoyed such treatment before, eating breakfast in bed, which she could only enjoy when she was sick in her previous life.
Most people with mysophobia have mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, and Song Guanshu is no exception.
He is as regular as a mannequin, doing planned things at fixed times and not allowing anything unplanned to happen.
He insists on eating at the dining table not only because of his obsessive-compulsive disorder, but also because eating on the kang will easily dirty the quilt.
This was very scary. Jiang Ling held his hand, tears in her eyes, "Do I have an incurable disease?"
Having just come out of bed, her hands were very warm. Song Guanshu was reluctant to slap Jiang Ling's hands away, "Don't talk nonsense."
Song Guanshu pulled out two pieces of newspaper and placed them on her legs. "You should go buy some towels."
Jiang Ling also had the same feeling. She now only had one towel, which served as a pillowcase. There are no change of towels, and it is very inconvenient to wash your hair every time you take a shower.
She now holds her own salary, so she can still afford two towels.
With food in her mouth, Jiang Ling responded vaguely, "Oh, I'll find time to buy some."
Song Guanshu had finished his breakfast. He watched Jiang Ling eat, and after she finished, he took the empty bowl away.
Jiang Ling heard the clattering sound of dishes being washed in the kitchen and realized that Song Guanshu was washing the dishes. She quickly shouted, "Don't wash the dishes. It will be bad if the dirty water touches the wound. Let me wash it."
There was a constant sound of water outside the door. Jiang Ling put on her clothes and went downstairs. He had already washed the dishes and put them in the cupboard.
When Jiang Ling came to the kitchen, he carefully put soap on his hands.
She handed him a towel attentively, "Thank you for your hard work."
Song Guanshu wiped the water off his hands. Jiang Ling took out the face cream she used and scooped out a little bit of it and put it on the back of his hand.
"Grease hurts your hands. Such beautiful hands need to be well protected."
Song Guanshu's hands were really beautiful, with long, slender fingers and distinct joints. After having just touched cold water, the knuckles were lightly pink.
He did not reject Jiang Ling's kindness. He applied the vanishing cream evenly on the back of his hand, crossed his fingers and slowly applied it between his fingers and on his palm.
For some reason, Jiang Ling felt that this action was very erotic.
There is no leaking point, but it looks very inappropriate for children.
Jiang Ling took a basin of water and ran to wash her face.
Song Guanshu asked, "Are you busy today?"
"fine."
"There are some things we need to buy at home. If you are free, can we go shopping together?" He added, "If it is not convenient for you, it is okay for me to go alone."
Since it's something at home, both of them will use it, so how could they let Song Guanshu buy it alone?
Not only does it waste time and energy, but it also costs money.
Jiang Ling agreed without hesitation, "Okay, I've been locked up for two days, and I want to go out for a walk."
The vanishing cream had a strong fragrance, and just by the familiar smell, Jiang Ling could feel Song Guanshu standing behind her.
Before leaving, Jiang Ling took out two big unity notes from her small money box.
Song Guanshu noticed her little movement of taking out money, and the smile on his lips faded a little.
When I went out, I met Old Lady Liu coming out from the upper room carrying a basin of clothes. The clothes in the basin were old men's styles, so it was obvious who she was washing clothes for.
"Xiao Jiang, I heard that you were detained in the police station a few days ago."
Old Mrs. Liu hasn't changed at all. She deliberately picks on people's excuses about how others don't love her.
"After confirming my innocence, they released me." Jiang Ling looked at her with a smile, and the sarcasm was obvious. "The police are fair. They will not wrongly accuse good people, and they will not let bad people go."
Old Mrs. Liu's face changed suddenly, and she turned around and walked away with the basin in her hand.
After leaving the house, Jiang Ling whispered to Song Guanshu, "It seems that in the past two days when I was away from home, Old Lady Liu and Old Man Sun have made rapid progress. We are one step closer to being kicked out of the rental house and becoming homeless."
"No, they won't be together."
Jiang Ling: "Why? Aren't all the clothes washed?"
Song Guanshu thought she was really innocent and cute. He asked, "You accept me cooking and doing housework. Is it because you have deep feelings for me? Is it because you need a free babysitter?"
He positioned himself very accurately. Jiang Ling coughed twice with a guilty conscience, "That's not the case. I'm not that kind of person."
However, Song Guanshu's metaphor was very appropriate, and Jiang Ling seemed to understand Old Man Sun's thoughts.
Jiang Ling's reaction confirmed Song Guanshu's identity as a free nanny, but there was no surprise on his face.
There are many vendors on Xingping Road, selling a variety of small commodities.
It's not a holiday, so not many people are shopping.
Jiang Ling saw an acquaintance on the street corner, it was Chen Xiangyang.
"You are not in..." Jiang Ling pointed in another direction, which was the place where the three of them met for the first time on Qingming Festival.
"There are too few people there." Chen Xiangyang was probably darker than the previous days, "so I moved to a place with more people."
"Can you make money by repairing bicycles like this?" There are many people riding bicycles now, and there are even more bicycle repair stalls.
The educated youth who returned to the city could not find jobs and had no substitutes, so most of them opened a small stall to repair bicycles.
As for how much money you can make, it is only enough to keep yourself from starving.
Chen Xiangyang said sincerely, "I only know how to repair bicycles. I don't have any other skills, so I can only do this."
Jiang Ling suggested to him, "Go to the south to wholesale some small commodities, whether it's at a large rural market or at a crowded place near a train station. You have a clever mouth, so you should be able to sell them."
Chen Xiangyang comes out to repair bicycles every day, and he is surrounded by people running small businesses.
There are few customers coming to repair their cars, so he sometimes helps the stall owners next door who are too busy to collect money and sell goods.
Just by looking at it, he could calculate the man's daily turnover.
It would be a lie to say you are not jealous when you see others making money.
Chen Xiangyang also wanted to set up a stall to sell things, but he had no capital.
He left home in such a hurry that he had spent all the money he brought with him. He had to pay for rent and daily life, and the money he earned from repairing bicycles was barely enough to support his life.
Jiang Ling is such a considerate person.
She said, "If you don't have enough principal, I can lend it to you."
Not everyone can easily borrow money from Jiang Ling, as she cares a lot about money.
In this book, she is only willing to lend money to Tong Wanyue and Chen Xiangyang.
No matter how stupid Chen Xiangyang was, he was too embarrassed to borrow money from someone he had only met twice.
"No, it's too much trouble." He appreciated Jiang Ling's kindness. Even if he didn't accept her kindness, Chen Xiangyang was still very grateful. He had nothing and couldn't repay them, so he asked. "Didn't you two come here by bike? Let me check it out for you."
Song Guanshu's arm was injured, and the two of them took the bus to this place.
"We didn't go out on bicycles. The bicycles are in good condition. Come to our house for dinner when you have time."
After bidding farewell to Chen Xiangyang and walking a long way, Jiang Ling heard Song Guanshu say, "I haven't heard of him lending me money on his own initiative."
Jiang Ling turned her head and looked him up and down twice. She always felt that she had heard it wrong. What did Song Guanshu mean by this?
But what is the purpose? This is a life-threatening question. If you answer it incorrectly, you may easily offend people.
Jiang Ling chose the answer formula that was least likely to go wrong, "Come on, how can he compare to you?"
Song Guanshu just raised the corner of his lips when he heard Jiang Ling say again, "He is not as rich as you. I even need you to help me out of poverty."
Although Jiang Ling didn't say anything, she felt inexplicably unhappy.
Jiang Ling was still unaware and continued, "I just calculated that the little money I have might not be of much use if I lend it to him. If he comes to our house to borrow money, maybe..."
There was a hint of embarrassment in her voice. "Maybe I need your support. I'll ask him to write an IOU, and he will definitely pay me back."
Jiang Ling promised solemnly, "If he doesn't pay it back, I will pay it back for him."
There was a hint of sourness in Song Guanshu's words that neither he nor Jiang Ling noticed. "I've only met him a few times, and he's willing to lend me money."
How to explain this? Jiang Ling said, "I feel like he is a bit like my half-brother. I feel like he is a relative. Do you understand?"
In fact, every time Jiang Ling saw her, she would think of his body sleeping under the cold river in the original novel, and she felt sorry for him and couldn't help but feel pity for him.
Song Guanshu smiled, "I'm an orphan, I don't understand."
This careless wrong word rubbed salt into the other person's wound. Jiang Ling blamed her own mouth, blaming it for not keeping the door.
"All I know is that you didn't even know where his home was, but you were willing to lend him money. He took the money and left home. Even with the IOU in hand, you could never find him again."
Song Guanshu quickly thought of the consequences of Chen Xiangyang running away with the money. He would become Jiang Ling's creditor.
Thinking about it this way, this situation is not so bad.
He said abruptly, "Okay, I can help you borrow money."
This reminds me of a joke I saw online, which is very suitable for the current situation. Jiang Ling laughed, and she said to Song Guanshu, "I remembered a joke I read in a book. If a friend asks you to borrow money, you will lose your friend if you don't lend it. If you lend it, you will lose both the friend and the money."
Song Guanshu smiled immediately.
Passing by a stall selling small items with towels hanging on it, Song Guanshu stopped and asked, "Don't you want to buy a towel?"
When the stall owner saw the customers, he boasted hard.
"Would you like to buy some towels? You have really good taste, sir. Look, these are all new goods from the south. They look really nice."
She took out several towels of different styles, some were plaid, some had patterns...all very characteristic of the times.
Jiang Ling touched the white towel twice to confirm that it was pure cotton. She said, "I want three."
"Three white towels for one dollar and fifty cents."
Song Guanshu handed over the money faster than she did. The stall owner found it interesting that the couple wanted to pay, so she only took Song Guanshu's money and said to Jiang Ling with a smile, "Lesbian, save your money to buy cream and new clothes."
After a stroll on the street, Jiang Ling only needed a towel, and Song Guanshu bought some daily necessities for the household.
The man paid so quickly that Jiang Ling went out with two big unity notes and took the money back home.
After returning home, Jiang Ling immediately replaced the floral pillowcase that served as a towel with a new one.
Song Guanshu was putting away the things he had bought when he suddenly said, "I don't have a pillowcase."
Jiang Ling happened to be holding a pillowcase that had been gloriously retired from the towel position. She looked down at the pillowcase, then looked up at Song Guanshu.
She laughed dryly and said, "This pillowcase is one I have used. If I hadn't used it, I would definitely give it to you."
Song Guanshu is a germaphobe, and he hates things that have been touched by others. Jiang Ling said, "Next time I find a chance to go out, I'll buy you a pillowcase."
He didn't say yes or no, he just lowered his head and continued to pack his things. Jiang Ling couldn't figure out his attitude.
After resting at home for two days, Jiang Ling went back to work.
She took several days off, and the office had one less person working, but her colleagues were not unhappy.
When they saw her come back, they all asked about her health.
When Song Guanshu came to ask for leave for Jiang Ling, he used the excuse that she was not feeling well.
The factory has an inventory backlog of products and many workers frequently take leave. There is no salary deduction for taking leave, so why not take leave?
Jiang Ling had never asked for leave before. This time she was not feeling well and it was the patient Song Guanshu who asked for leave for her. Naturally, her colleagues would not suspect anything.
Besides, the work in the Finance Department is easy, and after the factory is in a semi-shutdown state, there is less information to be recorded.
Colleagues all had their own guesses about Jiang Ling's illness.
The cashier asked, "Jiang Ling, you and Xiao Song have been married for a while now. Are you pregnant? I tell you, the first three months are the most critical. You two young people don't have any elders to take care of you, so you have to be more careful."
"Otherwise, go home and give in to your mother and let her take care of you for the next few months."
Jiang Ling's eyes widened. After a long while, she realized what these elder sisters were thinking. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "No, it's not that reason. I just simply feel unwell."
When Wei Ming heard that Jiang Ling was pregnant, he was relieved.
He was not afraid that Jiang Ling's pregnancy would affect his flirting, but Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu, a couple who got married late, were both pregnant. If Ding Yan knew about it, he would have no peace at night for the next half month.
Considering that Jiang Ling was not feeling well, Old Tang asked Jiang Ling to go home early from get off work.
Jiang Ling had just returned to the courtyard when Old Man Sun's granddaughter, Sun Min, grabbed a few pieces of candy and gave them to her. "Have some wedding candy."
Old man Sun is rather stingy, not only towards outsiders but also towards his own family. He is reluctant to put meat in the vegetables he sells, and will not give Sun Min pocket money to buy snacks.
When Jiang Ling was eating snacks, she felt sorry for her and would pass some to her.
The little girl also wanted to save face and knew that she couldn't always eat other people's food, but she had nothing to return the favor.
Jiang Ling was shocked, "How old are you?"
Song Guanshu heard the voice and walked out of the house, "It's not her, Mr. Sun is going to marry Mrs. Fang."
"So fast?" Jiang Ling blurted out, only then realizing that Sun Min was still there.
She smiled and said, "Congratulations to your grandfather. I wish him and Aunt Fang a long and happy marriage..." She wanted to say long and happy marriage, but thinking about the couple's already gray hair, Jiang Ling quickly changed the words, "Uh, long and happy marriage, may they be together forever."
There was also a blessing for "May you have a baby soon" which was also hidden by Jiang Ling. People nowadays like to hear "May you have a baby soon", but Grandpa Sun and Aunt Fang already have grandchildren, so it really doesn't sound good to wish them a baby soon.
But Grandpa Sun is only in his fifties, and he could still be reborn at this age in the future.
Grandpa Sun had his white hair dyed black at the barber shop, and he looked seven or eight years younger.
They are both not young anymore, and remarriage at such an old age would easily cause criticism, so they decided not to hold a wedding banquet like the young people, and just give a few pieces of wedding candy to people around them and make everyone happy.
Jiang Ling seriously suspected that Grandpa Sun didn't hold a banquet not because he was afraid of being talked about behind his back, but simply to save money.
I heard some chirping sounds in the yard, and a basin of vegetable washing water was poured out from the window of the east wing.
Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu often met each other. They were young and could quickly avoid each other, but Grandpa Sun was not so lucky. His newly dyed hair was splashed with dirty water and a piece of vegetable leaf was stuck on his head.
Jiang Ling couldn't help laughing. When Grandpa Sun went to talk to Grandma Liu, she said behind his back, "Fortunately, it was only the water for washing vegetables, not the water for washing feet. If it was the water for washing feet, it would be really unlucky."
"Liu Sanniu, there are people standing in the yard, and you forgot to splash water outside. All the dirty water splashed on me. I just dyed my hair, and you have to pay for my hair dyeing."
"I poured water into the yard, not on you on purpose. Others could have dodged it, but you can't. Who can you blame?"
Grandpa Sun was so angry that he almost died. Grandma Liu was simply making trouble for him. It was a pity that she had pretended to be sensible and virtuous these days. Fortunately, he did not fall for it.
"I think you are deliberately targeting me. Just because I don't like you and don't want to marry you, you are angry and want to retaliate against me. I have never seen an old lady as shameless as you who takes the initiative to run to a man's house and wants to marry him. I think your daughter-in-law Li Jun learned this from you, the mother-in-law."
Old Mrs. Liu was so angry that she was jumping up and down in the house. Jiang Ling could not see much through the small door of the side room.
"No matter how shameless I am, can I be more shameless than you? If you don't want to be with me, why do you eat the food I send you and let me wash your clothes?"
"I didn't ask you to do it. You took the initiative to wash it for me. I couldn't stop you."
Old Lady Liu: "You didn't marry me, you ate my food, and you asked me to wash your pants. If you don't pay me, you are a hooligan. Let's go to the police station!"
Old Mrs. Liu still remembered that her son worked in the Security Department and she didn't want to cause trouble for her son, so she skipped the Security Department and went to the police station to reason.
Section Chief Liu had been busy at the factory all day. Just as he walked to the door of his house, he heard his mother talking about washing Grandpa Sun's underpants.
He almost fainted, "Mom, can you please calm down a little."
Grandpa Sun pulled Section Chief Liu and said, "Jianshe, you are a reasonable child. Come over here and tell me whether your mother was right or not. If you say that your mother was right, I am willing to take the loss."
What else could Section Chief Liu say? He couldn't take sides with his family, otherwise people would accuse him of being partial.
Moreover, his mother and Liu Tong and Liu Lei have to continue renting the west wing of Grandpa Sun's house. They cannot offend the landlord. What if he refuses to rent the house to them?
Nowadays, housing is in short supply. There are many people who need to rent a house, but few people have extra houses to rent out.
Grandpa Sun has no shortage of tenants, but their family may not be able to rent a house without him.
Liu Jianshe apologized to Grandpa Sun, "Uncle Liu, it's all my mother's fault. Please don't bother with her."
He took out a dollar from his pocket and said, "Go to the barber shop and get your hair cut again. This money will be my mother's compensation to you."
Grandpa Sun was satisfied after getting the compensation he wished for. He thought it was worth it to earn one dollar by being splashed with dirty water.
He couldn't go to the barber shop to get his hair done anymore, so he just asked his granddaughter to boil some water at home and wash his hair.
Han Ruixue was listening at home and heard that Section Chief Liu invested another dollar to help her mother solve the mess.
She started arguing with Section Chief Liu again. The family had no idea how much money had been spent on his ex-wife's affairs and his mother's affairs during this period.
Two days later, after Aunt Fang and Grandpa Sun got their marriage certificate, they moved into this small courtyard.
Now, there is one more person in this yard that Old Lady Liu dislikes.
Not long after Aunt Fang's husband passed away, she found a new partner.
Old Mrs. Liu used this point to attack Aunt Fang.
Old Mrs. Liu's husband has been dead for more than ten years and she has never remarried. In this regard, she thinks she is qualified to blame Aunt Fang.
Aunt Fang was not someone to be trifled with, and the yard suddenly became bustling with activity.
Jiang Ling's desire to buy a radio is not as strong as before.
Just after Aunt Fang moved into the yard, something big happened at the steel plant.
Before the factory started investigating the report against Deputy Director Xiao Zhenhua, a special working group was sent down from above to investigate.
The working group was from the provincial government. Xiao Zhenhua had thought about bribery with money, but that group of people refused to budge.
He knew that this time it might be over.
Not only will he lose his position as deputy factory director, he will also be thrown into jail, but at least he will be able to keep the money he illegally earned.
The investigation team will definitely check the house, including the homes of his father-in-law and mother-in-law.
Even if it hadn't happened that his wife was cheating on him, Xiao Zhenhua wouldn't have dared to let his wife hide the money.
What's more, he doesn't trust this woman now.
The investigation team would definitely not go to outsiders' homes to search for money, but he didn't trust outsiders. He was afraid that outsiders would take the money and report him, and he was even more afraid that outsiders would run away with the money.
Not only does he have to hide the money, but he also has to wait until he goes to jail so that someone can use the money and connections to rescue her.
His wife's elder brother has deceived him, who else can he trust?
The only person he could trust was Shuhua, a stubborn and stupid woman who had been in love with him for many years without getting married and had secretly given birth to his own child.
Shuhua would go to the house to make trouble just to have a legitimate status.
So Xiao Zhenhua gave all the money to Shuhua, and told her who she should find to smooth things over in the future.
The working group was very efficient because the report letter described his illegal behavior in great detail.
Less than a week after the working group arrived, Xiao Zhenhua's punishment came out and he was dismissed from his position as deputy factory director.
In addition, he will face ten years in prison, but it doesn’t matter, as long as he has money, he can smooth things over.
Where is Shuhua, who Xiao Zhenhua has high hopes for, at this time? After Xiao Zhenhua gave her the money, she came to Shenzhen with her parents, daughter and the huge sum of money that Xiao Zhenhua asked her to keep for safekeeping.
As for Xiao Zhenhua who is still waiting for her to rescue him? Then just wait.
The day after Shuhua left Beicheng, a strange thing happened in the home of Xiao Zhenhua's eldest brother Xiao Zhenbang.
Early in the morning, a skeleton was hung on a tree outside the Grain Bureau’s family building.
The scene was so horrifying that the entire residential building was quickly sealed off.
The police confirmed the identity of the body while investigating the residents of the building.
It was originally just a normal interrogation, but when it came to questioning Mrs. Xiao, she suddenly collapsed to the ground. Her reaction was so dramatic that the police had to suspect her.
She was taken to the police station for interrogation, and she confessed everything before she was even asked.
The corpse was her husband's mistress. She was pregnant and came home to make trouble. Xiao Zhenbang was afraid that it would affect her future, so he killed her and the child in her belly, resulting in two deaths.
Xiao Zhenbang was taken away immediately.
Mrs. Xiao confessed not only this one incident, but also murder, bribery, elimination of dissidents, frame-up... Xiao Zhenbang would not hide his bad deeds from his wife and brother.
Although Xiao Zhenhua is not a good-for-nothing, compared to Xiao Zhenbang, he at least has some conscience.
At least Xiao Zhenhua could share with others and talk about everything, which was like pouring out the garbage in his heart, making him feel better. Shuhua would even comfort him.
Mrs. Xiao didn't dare tell anyone, not even her own daughter. She kept the matter in her heart, which kept torturing her conscience.
The case was too big and involved too many people, so it has never been closed.
However, when Tong Wanyue heard that a corpse had "grown" on the tree, she quickly thought of someone.
In his previous life, Song Guanshu had used a similar method.
Although there was no evidence at the scene pointing to Song Guanshu, Tong Wanyue had already determined that he was the murderer.
What does Song Guanshu want to do this time!
It was right under her nose, why could he do such a thing?
With a heart full of anger, Tong Wanyue went to Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu's house.
At that time, Song Guanshu was frying meatballs in front of the stove.
When the neighbors smelled the aroma of frying, they almost drooled.
People only burn oil during the Chinese New Year.
Especially the three generations of the Liu family who lived across the street. The little fat boy Liu Lei was very greedy, but he didn't dare to go to Jiang Ling to ask for it.
He rolled around and cried at home, which made Old Lady Liu furious.
Old Mrs. Liu was so angry that she scolded Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu in the house, saying that it was all their fault.
It's remarkable that they don't mind getting a sore tongue when eating such delicious food during festivals or holidays.
"Be good, Leilei. Eating too much good food will give you a toothache. Let's not eat it."
"No! I have to eat even if my tooth hurts."
Jiang Ling was sitting on a small stool making a fire. In front of her was a small bowl with meatballs that had just been taken out of the pot and had to wait for them to cool before eating.
When Tong Wanyue walked in, Jiang Ling, who was anxiously eating meatballs, grimaced in pain because of the burns. Song Guanshu just stood aside and laughed.
It was a very homely scene, and Tong Wanyue felt inexplicably calm.
When Jiang Ling looked up, she saw her standing outside the door, "Sister Wanyue, why are you here?"
"Come and see you guys."
Jiang Ling invited her in, "The fried meatballs made by Song Guanshu are delicious, come and try them."
Jiang Ling was so enthusiastic that Tong Wanyue couldn't resist her and took out a meatball from Jiang Ling's small bowl.
This fried meatball is really delicious. When you bite it open, the delicious juice bursts out from inside the meatball, and the meat is firm and chewy.
Jiang Ling was looking forward to her reaction, "Is it delicious?"
Tong Wanyue nodded gently, "Not bad."
As if she was being praised, Jiang Ling smiled and said, "Song Guanshu is very smart. He learns everything quickly, including cooking."
"It's really delicious." Jiang Ling forgot to put a fried meatball in her mouth.
Jiang Ling and Tong Wanyue were chatting on the side while Song Guanshu stood in front of the stove working silently, scooping up the fried meatballs floating on the surface of the soybean oil.
This kind of Song Guanshu is completely different from the one Tong Wanyue had in mind.
Which one is the real him?
While thinking, I heard Jiang Ling say, "Stay for dinner tonight."
"I have to go back to work at night, so I don't have enough time."
Song Guanshu smiled faintly and said, "My wife and I have always wanted to thank you for taking care of Jiang Ling, but we haven't had the chance. Please stay and have a simple meal."
Tong Wanyue: "I..."
Jiang Ling continued, "Just finish your meal before going on duty."
At this time, a loud voice was shouting outside the yard: "Jiang Ling, Brother Song, are you home?"
Tong Wanyue was very familiar with this voice; it was her husband Xie Lang from her previous life.
Xie Lang walked into the yard with familiarity, and was stunned when he saw there was another person in the kitchen.
There was a hint of glibness in his voice: "Public Security Officer Xiao Tong is here too."
Xie Lang got to know Tong Wanyue because Xie Lang was a witness in the case of Xiao Bing being beaten, and Tong Wanyue wanted to verify the facts with him.
She thought that since she would not be able to continue working in the branch in this life, she would never have the chance to meet Xie Lang again.
That's fine.
But I didn't expect that fate would play tricks on people.
Tong Wanyue said seriously, "Please call me Instructor Tong."
No matter what fate has planned, she doesn't want to be with Xie Lang in this life.
Having been humiliated, Xie Lang looked embarrassed.
I don’t know when the male and female protagonists met, but the relationship between them doesn’t seem to be very good, and the female protagonist seems to be somewhat resistant to Xie Lang.
The atmosphere in the kitchen was awkward. Jiang Ling tried to mediate by laughing. She asked Xie Lang with concern, "Are you hurt?"
Xie Lang had a bandage wrapped around his head. He said nonchalantly, "I accidentally bumped into it while chasing the criminal. It's a minor injury."
"Then you have to be careful. Don't touch water. It's easy to get infected." She pointed at Song Guanshu's arm. "His wound is in good condition. When the weather gets hot, the healing speed of the wound will be even slower."
Xie Lang grinned, "Don't worry, I will pay attention."
Song Guanshu stood in front of the stove, listening to the familiar instructions. When he was injured, Jiang Ling said the same thing.
The chest cavity was roasted by the temperature of the oil pan and became slightly warm.
Xie Lang is just an outsider. Why should he get Jiang Ling's care?
Aren’t they husband and wife? He should be different from outsiders.
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