Chapter 36 Chapter 36 There seemed to be hooks in his eyes,…
After just two sentences, Xie Lang sent Jiang Ling and Tong Wanyue to the bedroom to rest.
"I'll help Brother Song, you two can go play in the house."
Tong Wanyue and he had been married for decades, and this was the first time she heard such words from him.
When she did housework in the past, Xie Langhe never took the initiative to do it.
It turned out that he was not incapable of doing housework, he just pretended not to see her doing it.
The more she thought about it, the colder the expression on her face became. Jiang Ling didn't know what kind of mental journey Tong Wanyue had gone through.
All we know is that Tong Wanyue kept a blank expression after Xie Lang came in.
Jiang Ling speculated in her mind, could it be that she remembered it wrong? In the original book, the hero and heroine were not lovers who fell in love over time, but rather bickering enemies?
In the original novel that she had read, Tong Wanyue had a good impression of Xie Lang at first. Tong Wanyue's parents died young. She lacked love and longed for a family. She was attracted to Xie Lang's sunny and cheerful personality.
After going through a series of crises, the two were finally able to face up to their feelings and decided to stay together for life. At this time, Tong Wanyue discovered that Xie Lang's father was related to the death of her parents.
This is the only stage in the whole book where she is resistant to Xie Lang.
Jiang Ling now has no idea where the plot is heading. Many of the things she is experiencing now are not in the original book. Tong Wanyue, who has worked as a clerk all her life, has unexpectedly switched to the front line as a criminal police officer.
Jiang Ling also couldn't figure out whether Tong Wanyue's cold attitude towards Xie Lang was because she already knew about her parents' death.
Tong Wanyue couldn't help but ask, "Can you cook?"
Xie Lang said, "No, but I can help Brother Song to light the fire."
He wanted to show that he was not useless. "I can also wash dishes. Last time I came to eat, I washed the dishes very cleanly."
Xie Lang was so proud.
Tong Wanyue was silent now, not knowing whether to praise Jiang Lingsong Guanshu for his boldness or for his diligence.
"That's pretty impressive. Many gay men don't know how to do housework."
The fried meatballs were stewed with cabbage until soft and served in a large bowl. Xie Lang brought a roast chicken.
Not only did he bring a chicken, he also brought a bottle of wine.
Xie Lang really loves drinking. He has a wound on his head, but he doesn’t pay any attention to it.
Although Tong Wanyue told herself that she would never have any contact with Xie Lang again in this life, she couldn't help but frown when she saw that he was injured and still drinking.
But because of her status, she couldn't speak up.
Jiang Ling didn't have any scruples, and slapped Xie Lang's hand with a chopstick, "You still have a wound on your head, and you dare to drink. You are risking your life."
Song Guanshu was very obedient and pushed the poured wine glass away, "My injury hasn't healed yet, I won't drink."
That's about right.
Jiang Ling's words were filled with complaints, "It's fine if you drink by yourself, but you also brought Song Guanshu to drink with you. That's really too much. I'm going to complain to Director Bai tomorrow and let her know that you brought alcohol to our house."
Xie Lang stretched out his hands and begged for mercy, "No, no, no, I was wrong, please don't let my mother know, if she knew, she would nag me to death."
He brought roast chicken to find Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu, not to have a meal together, but mainly because drinking was not allowed at home, so he used the excuse of going out to eat to have a few drinks to satisfy his craving.
Song Guanshu pushed the wine glass away, as if he wanted to draw a clear line between himself and Xie Lang.
He stood up and poured himself and Jiang Ling a glass of warm water, "I still like to drink water."
Every time Xie Lang brought wine to the house for dinner, after Xie Lang left, Jiang Ling would always wrinkle her nose to get some fresh air. Jiang Ling didn't like the smell of smoke and alcohol.
Song Guanshu said, "Drinking is bad for your health. Jiang Ling doesn't allow me to drink. If you want to bring alcohol in the future, don't come to our house."
He thought to himself that it would be better not to come again.
This person is like taffy, once you get hold of him you can't get rid of him. Since I knew their address, I would come to their house from time to time to have meals.
No one is short of food, but this guy is like a fly, he likes to buzz around Jiang Ling, which is very annoying.
Although there was a smell of alcohol in the room, no one was drinking at the table.
After the meal, under Tong Wanyue's astonished gaze, Xie Lang stood up to clean up the dishes and went to the pot to wash the dishes.
She recalled that when she got married in her previous life, her mother-in-law told her, "My son has never done housework in his life, but his hands are the hands for big things."
Those hands that were used to doing great things were now washing dishes.
Tong Wanyue really wanted to record this scene and show it to her ex-mother-in-law, Director Bai.
After dinner, the night was getting late.
Tong Wanyue and Xie Lang came out of Jiang Ling's house together.
Xie Lang rode a bicycle, and Tong Wanyue came from the police station, which was only a five-minute walk and not worth riding a bicycle.
Xie Lang pushed his bicycle and followed Tong Wanyue. "Comrade Tong, are you going home or to the police station? I'll give you a ride."
The voices of Xie Lang and Tong Wanyue gradually faded away. Jiang Ling opened the window to ventilate. She really didn't like the smell of wine and food mixed together.
After washing her feet, Jiang Ling sat cross-legged on the kang and counted money.
I haven’t spent much of my salary in the past few months because it’s too little. I saved it for several months, but when put together, there’s not much left.
Jiang Ling sighed as she watched the money box. The state-owned factory seemed to be a stable job and it was popular now, but in a few years, a wave of layoffs would sweep across the country and workers wouldn't even be able to get the current salary of a few dozen yuan a month.
We cannot drown with the factory. We must change the boat in time before the factory collapses.
The only solution she could think of was to take advantage of the reform and opening up and start a business. Or you can go to college and get a diploma, then it won't be too difficult to find a job.
Jiang Ling is not a person who likes to struggle. Just thinking about how troublesome it is to do these two things makes her feel very tired.
Song Guanshu heard her mumbling about the money, so he asked, "The factory encourages unpaid leave, do you want to start a business?"
He asked very considerately, "Are you short of money?"
Before Jiang Ling could answer him, Song Guanshu took out an aluminum lunch box from the cabinet.
Song Guanshu gestured to her to open the lunch box. Not understanding what he was up to, Jiang Ling opened the lunch box lid in confusion.
As soon as I opened it, I was surprised by the neatly arranged food in the lunch box.
"This, this, this..." Jiang Ling said in a voice that was not familiar with the world, "Put it up quickly."
This lunch box can hold about 200 Big Unity banknotes, which means 2,000 yuan.
I think she used to be a person who had seen the world, but now she has become like this just because of two thousand yuan.
"How do you have so much money?"
Song Guanshu is treated as a deputy section chief, and receives a series of allowances and bonuses, totaling about 50 yuan a month.
Nowadays, wages are transparent, and colleagues and neighbors all know how much each family earns each month.
Song Guanshu has been working in the factory for two years. During these two years, even if he did not eat or drink, he could not even make two thousand yuan.
"I earned some money from my salary in the past few years, and also from my spare time while studying."
Jiang Ling loves to spend money very much. She can't understand how Song Guanshu was able to save money without spending any money while studying.
"You won't eat or drink?"
"The school cafeteria provides food." It's just that the taste is not very good. His classmates and roommates would choose to go to the state-owned restaurant for a feast on Saturdays and Sundays.
To Song Guanshu, there was no difference between the food in state-owned restaurants and the food in the canteen.
He has no requirements for food, clothing, housing and other necessities, and it is enough for him to maintain the daily nutrients needed by the human body.
Song Guanshu did not have a strong appetite for food or material desires. After arriving in the new environment, his classmates competed with each other in food and clothing, but he did not have such needs, so he naturally saved money.
He had good grades, and after he entered higher grades, the school teachers asked him to be an assistant teacher and help with classes, and paid him a certain amount of money as tuition fees.
Jiang Ling didn't understand, "How could you hold back?" Maybe this is the difference between villains and ordinary people.
Song Guanshu asked her, "Aren't you short of money?"
Jiang Ling was flattered and asked, "I'm short of money, so you'll give me all the money?"
"I can give it to you, but you have to write an IOU."
Jiang Ling snorted. How can this be called giving? This is clearly borrowing.
However, this also dispelled the idea that Song Guanshu was a little strange in the past few days. The villain is still the same villain, he has not changed.
Song Guanshu smiled faintly. I don't know what interesting thing he thought of. "Pay back ten yuan a month, one hundred and twenty yuan a year, and one thousand two hundred yuan in ten years. I still have some money at home, I'll lend it to you."
After he calculated this, it felt like I would have to pay off the debt for the rest of my life.
Jiang Ling was so scared that she shook her head, "No, I won't lend you money. If you keep calculating like this, you will have to pay it back in your next life."
He said cheerfully, "It's okay."
It doesn't matter to you, it's not the famine that caused you to shit your ass.
Although Jiang Ling lives paycheck to paycheck, she doesn't like to be in debt.
"don't want!"
Song Guanshu pushed the money in front of her eyes, trying to corrupt the good comrade with RMB.
Jiang Ling closed the lid of the lunch box and moved closer to Song Guanshu. Her face was very close to his. "Aren't you afraid that I will take all your money away in the name of borrowing money? Even if I write an IOU, what's the use if you can't find me?"
Her beautiful eyes were full of provocation. This was based on what Song Guanshu had said during the day about the possible consequences of Jiang Ling lending money to Chen Xiangyang, in order to use one's own spear to attack the other's shield.
"You won't."
What kind of damn trust is this? Is this the good guy card given to her by the villain?
In the future, Jiang Ling will advertise everywhere that she is a good person recognized by Song Guanshu.
His eyes were full of smiles. "I still have a lot of money. I believe you are a smart person and you know the principle of playing the long game to catch big fish."
It turns out that he doesn't trust her character, but his own financial resources.
Song Guanshu's parents did leave behind wealth for their descendants to squander for several lifetimes. All the younger generations of the Song family have died, leaving only Song Guanshu as the only one.
The money returned to him was a sum that was unimaginable for ordinary people.
Jiang Ling was not willing to be outdone, "Maybe I am short-sighted and can only see the two thousand yuan in front of me, but not the long-term benefits, so I took the money and ran away."
Song Guanshu sighed, "If that happens, I will have to beg for a living and be ordered around by others. Can you bear it?"
He knew Jiang Ling had a hard heart, but she also had a soft heart.
Jiang Ling reached out and touched his chin. "Not really. He's so handsome, there must be a rich woman willing to pay for him."
Song Guanshu's pupils widened, then he lowered his eyes and head, revealing a more submissive attitude, allowing her to do whatever she wanted.
However, Jiang Ling only touched his chin and did not make any other moves.
Song Guanshu cursed himself for being so slow to react. He asked, "What about you?"
This question stumped Jiang Ling. She had the desire but not the courage to do it. If she dared to have xx thoughts about Song Guanshu, she would be risking her life.
Jiang Ling said: "You know, I am a very upright person."
The curve of his lips gradually widened. Jiang Ling did not deny it immediately, but instead talked about other things to prove that she liked his face. Otherwise, how could she think that a rich woman would be willing to pay for her face?
Song Guanshu said temptingly, "I will lend you the money, and you can go out and do business. If you make money, you can pay me back. Even if you don't make money, you can go back to work in the factory. You only need to pay me ten yuan a month. This is a business with no investment and huge profits for you."
He looked at Jiang Ling with a smile, as if asking: Aren't you moved?
Jiang Ling was very excited. This was a golden age where money was everywhere. As long as you worked hard, you would be able to make money.
The job in the state-owned factory will soon no longer be a stable job. She was thinking about starting a business but had no capital. Now someone brought her a pillow when she felt sleepy.
How could she not be moved? But since Song Guanshu was so proactive in lending her money, I always felt that there was something fishy about it. Would he be so kind?
He was like the snake in the Garden of Eden that tempted Adam and Eve to eat the apple. Although Song Guanshu did not speak again, he just looked at her.
There seemed to be hooks in his eyes, and Jiang Ling was not good at resisting temptation.
She stretched out her hands to cover Song Guanshu's eyes, "Stop, I am a person of strong will, and I will not be easily deceived."
She accidentally spoke out her true feelings, and neither of them thought there was anything wrong with it.
Song Guanshu stared at the palm in front of him without blinking, wondering why she didn't press forward.
Jiang Ling's hands blocked his view. Song Guanshu could not see Jiang Ling's face. He could only see the palm of his hand. Her hands were small but slender, and seemed to have a faint fragrance.
"Anyway, I'm not considering taking a leave of absence for the time being." Jiang Ling was so scared when she noticed Song Guanshu's eyelashes lightly brushing across her palm that she immediately withdrew her hand.
"You should keep this money for when you need it."
Because of her refusal, Song Guanshu felt a brief sense of anxiety in his heart. Why didn't she use his money and treated him as an outsider? She didn't even want it if I just lent it to her.
There was no change on his face. "But the factory may close down soon. If you don't consider other ways to make money, you may not even get a salary of a few dozen yuan a month."
"How do you know?" Jiang Ling blurted out her true feelings and then said something to make amends, "Although our daily chemical factory is not large, it is a state-owned factory. How could a state-owned factory go bankrupt?"
Song Guanshu: "The products produced by township enterprises have impacted the sales of state-owned factories. The development of township enterprises will get better and better. The director of Haicheng Shirt Factory has been widely mentioned in newspapers as a needed model. Some of the problems existing in state-owned factories can only be maintained through reform. The factory leaders should not have such ideas. That's why I said that the factory will soon be unable to hold on. After all, ordinary consumers are not fools. Between a shampoo that smells bad and a shampoo that does not smell after washing, which one will they choose? This should be an easy choice."
"So I say, the best time to leave the factory is now."
Jiang Ling found the loophole in his words. This man only talked about her, but not about himself. "You keep talking about me, what about you?"
Song Guanshu lowered his head, looking very happy, "If you become a wealthy woman in business, you will probably be willing to pay for my face."
Jiang Ling was a little speechless. She didn't think she had opened the door to some strange new world for Song Guanshu.
"Comrade Song Guanshu, I have to remind you of one thing: if you use your beauty to serve someone, your love will fade when your beauty fades; if you use your wealth to show off to someone, your friendship will fade when your wealth runs out."
Song Guanshu's face was covered with a layer of haze. After a long time, he smiled, "It doesn't matter, I will keep it up."
What are they talking about? It felt like their conversation tonight was getting more and more off-topic. Jiang Ling stopped them in time to prevent the conversation from going in an even stranger direction.
"Okay, we can talk later. Regardless of whether the factory closes down or not, I still have to work hard for a salary of only a few dozen yuan a month. I have to go to work tomorrow, so I have to go to bed early now."
"I'm clumsy and don't know how to take care of a rich woman. I'm afraid my legs will be broken in the future because of improper care. Can you let me practice on you?"
"Be normal!"
Jiang Ling was so angry that she threw the pillowcase on his face. She lay on the pillowcase at night, and the pillowcase was full of Jiang Ling's smell.
Surrounded by her scent, the smile under the pillowcase gradually widened, and he breathed in the air in front of him carefully.
Even though he was rejected, Song Guanshu did not look annoyed.
"What would you like to eat tomorrow morning?"
"You don't have to go to work, so don't get up early to prepare breakfast. I'll just cook some rice porridge when I get up in the morning, and go with the meatballs I fried last night."
Song Guanshu didn't say anything good or bad. When Jiang Ling opened her eyes the next day, the room was already filled with the aroma of rice porridge.
Jiang Ling rubbed her eyes, "Didn't I tell you to sleep a little longer?"
Song Guanshu poured warm water into her wash basin and said, "I couldn't sleep, so I got up."
Jiang Ling also admired his energy, no wonder he could play a villain.
Jiang Ling's conscience began to ache as she always asked Song Guanshu to cook.
While Jiang Ling was washing her face, she asked the person standing by the door, "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll stop by the market to buy some when I get off work."
Song Guanshu never cared about food, and only Jiang Ling attached great importance to every meal.
He said, "The first batch of leeks tastes good, buy some and fry them with eggs."
When passing by Section Chief Liu's house yesterday, Song Guanshu heard Jiang Ling praising the delicious taste of their scrambled eggs with leeks.
Jiang Ling took the lunch box prepared for her by Song Guanshu, which contained the fried meatballs from last night, and took it to the factory to share with her colleagues in the Finance Department.
"Forget it. Leeks are an irritant and are not good for wound healing."
"I can just eat something else." Song Guanshu reminded Jiang Ling, "Don't share all the meatballs in the lunch box with your colleagues, save a few for yourself for lunch."
Jiang Ling made a gesture that it was okay. She was not a child, so she knew that even if she shared, she should focus on herself first.
Old Mrs. Liu listened to the two people parting reluctantly and stickyly and couldn't help spitting. What the hell? Those who knew them thought they were just going to work, but those who didn't would think it was a farewell of life and death.
Originally, their family was the only ones gathered in the yard. Xiao Song next door was a bachelor, and Old Man Sun who lived in the main house was a widower who had lost his wife and son.
Now, in the blink of an eye, her daughter-in-law is in jail, and her son and daughter-in-law are quarreling every day because of their two grandchildren.
Xiao Song, who lives next door, got married, and old man Sun also remarried.
Old man Sun is stingy, while old lady Fang is generous with her money. She has the pension from her late husband in her hand, which is a considerable sum of money.
Seeing others living well, Old Lady Liu felt very sad.
Li Jun, the daughter-in-law, is like her mother-in-law to some extent.
Hate people who have, laugh at people who don’t.
Old man Sun took advantage of her long years of labor for free, letting her do laundry and cooking for free, and in the end he even cheated a dollar from her son.
Old Mrs. Liu hated this old man to death.
As a neighbor, Old Lady Liu knew where Old Lady Fang’s married daughters worked.
There was a time when Old Lady Liu liked to go to Old Lady Fang's house and sit and chat.
Old Mrs. Fang likes to brag about herself and her daughter. In order to show that she is living a good life, all the snacks in her house are the best. Old lady Liu loves to take advantage of others. People like Old lady Fang, who are stupid and have a lot of money, are her favorite old sisters.
Since Mrs. Fang's husband died, she doesn't like people to visit her house anymore.
Of course, even if Old Lady Fang was rich, Old Lady Liu would not be willing to go because their family was in mourning, which was unlucky.
After sending her grandchildren off to school, Grandma Liu locked the door and went to "congratulate" Grandma Fang's daughter on having a new father.
Old Mrs. Fang's daughters were all planning to get money from their biological mother so that the other two sisters wouldn't get any advantage. They never thought about the possibility of being beaten to the punch by outsiders.
Is it possible that there is love between an old man and an old woman? Of course there is.
But if you tell them that a miraculous love story happened between an old lady who had several thousand dollars in compensation for her husband's death and an old man who valued money more than anything else, they would definitely not believe it.
It's not just about money. Their father had only been dead for a short time, only three months, and their biological mother found another one.
For children, this is the most unacceptable thing.
Old Lady Liu would never say that she went to Old Lady Fang's house to cause trouble because of her third daughter. She said, "I was just afraid that you didn't know, so I came to tell you. You said your father is such a good man, but your mother found another one so quickly without considering the feelings of you three sisters. She should at least ask you before she got married."
Old Mrs. Fang's daughter knew that she was here to sow discord, but she still had to thank her for at least informing them earlier, so that their father's compensation would not be swindled away by Old Man Sun, and it would be too late by then.
"Thank you, Auntie. I understand. I will go back to my parents' home after get off work."
"Why should I thank you, neighbors? I watched you three sisters grow up, and I can't bear to see you suffer. But don't let anyone know that I was here. I'm afraid if your mother finds out, she will blame me behind my back, and I'll be in trouble."
"Don't worry, Auntie, I won't tell my mother. If there is anything happening at home in the future, I will have to rely on you to inform us."
Having achieved her goal, Old Lady Liu went home happily, waiting to watch the fun in the evening.
After calculating the time when Jiang Ling would return home, Song Guanshu slowly changed his clothes in the bedroom.
Jiang Ling never pushed the door open. Could something unexpected have happened?
Listening to the quarrel in the yard, Song Guanshu suddenly had an epiphany. Jiang Ling had already returned. The reason why she hadn't entered the house yet was because she was tripped by the quarrel in the yard and was not in a hurry to go home.
These neighbors are really annoying.
In his life, he had never seen anyone who loved to make trouble so much.
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