Chapter 39 Chapter 39 It is said that dreams are a projection of reality. She...
As the saying goes, the first time is new, the second time is familiar. When Jiang Ling opened her eyes as usual, she was faced with a dizzying white patch of muscle. She cursed herself in her heart for her bad sleeping posture. Didn’t she know when she developed the bad habit of sleepwalking?
Fortunately, she woke up early and opened her eyes before Song Guanshu woke up, making it easier for her to escape.
Jiang Ling observed Song Guanshu stealthily, and met a pair of eyes that slowly opened.
Song Guanshu was extremely shocked. "What's wrong with you?"
After failing to escape, Jiang Ling apologized honestly, "I'm sorry, I seem to be sleepwalking."
Song Guanshu silently pulled the quilt over himself, covering his entire body, like a decent man who had been molested.
Jiang Ling felt even more guilty. How could she do such a thing?
That's Song Guanshu, a little old-fashioned guy who doesn't even wear short sleeves in summer. He wraps his body tightly with long clothes and long pants.
How could she run into someone else's bed while sleeping? She has done this more than once.
She is really not a human being.
It is said that dreams are a projection of reality. She often sleepwalks and climbs onto Song Guanshu's bed at night. Could it be that she herself has not realized how much she desires Song Guanshu's body?
I looked at him wrapped in the quilt. The body under the quilt had broad shoulders, a narrow waist and long legs.
Well, she did appreciate it.
"It's okay. You don't have to blame yourself. We are husband and wife. It doesn't matter even if... "
Song Guanshu was so reasonable that she looked even worse. Jiang Ling said humbly, "I promise I won't do it again. This was just an accident."
The more she spoke, the more unsure she felt, as if she had made the same promise the first time she crawled into Song Guanshu's bed.
Jiang Ling was a little worried that he would bring up what had happened in the past, but fortunately Song Guanshu didn't.
In order to restrain her behavior, Jiang Ling said, "Let's put something between us as a partition, so that if I cross the line, there will be a reminder."
Without noticing Song Guanshu's increasingly darker face, Jiang Ling was still thinking about what to put as a spacer.
Seeing the cabinet next to the kang, she pointed at it and said, "Put the cabinet between us!" She was not just talking, she had made up her mind.
Song Guanshu pursed her lips and smiled, with a hint of loneliness in her smile. Some unromantic people did not notice that her mind was completely on the kang cabinet.
"I know you didn't do it on purpose. You can't be blamed entirely for this. If the kang cabinet was placed between you and me, and one of us accidentally kicked it over and hit the other person who was sleeping, it would be a small matter to scare them, but if they hurt someone, that would be troublesome."
What Song Guanshu said made sense. Jiang Ling felt that based on her sleeping position, there was a high possibility that Song Guanshu was injured in his dream.
He sighed imperceptibly, "Don't take what happened last night to heart, it was just an accident."
There were only two people in the room, and it was an extremely quiet time early in the morning. Jiang Ling was not deaf, so she naturally heard Song Guanshu's sigh.
Although Song Guanshu did not blame her and was a model of reasonableness, for some reason Jiang Ling felt more and more psychologically stressed.
She wanted to make it up to Song Guanshu, but she didn't know how.
Jiang Ling wanted to change the subject awkwardly. She picked up the watch that Song Guanshu had placed next to his pillow and said, "Let me see what time it is... I'll be late for work after seven o'clock."
There just happened to be a reason that allowed her to escape from this embarrassing situation in a legitimate way, so Jiang Ling quickly put on her clothes and got off the kang.
After she put on her clothes, Song Guanshu didn't move, and Jiang Ling urged him in confusion.
Song Guanshu rubbed his forehead and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't sleep well last night and didn't have time to get up to make breakfast. I was pressed down by someone in my dream. I was dreaming all night and I was very tired."
Jiang Ling lowered her head silently. She understood the feeling of not being able to sleep well at night. "Shall I ask for a day off for you? You can have a good rest at home for a day and catch up on your sleep. No one will disturb your sleep during the day."
Song Guanshu took two deep breaths and said, "No need, just wash up first."
Jiang Ling was so well behaved that she said, "Okay, no hurry, take your time. There's no need to rush to work. Many people are absent from work. It's good enough that we can go to work. The factory should be grateful."
Song Guanshu was amused by her words. She always had a lot of twisted ideas and heresies.
Because they both got up late at the same time, there was no hot breakfast this morning. Each of them had a rice dumpling in their lunch box, and they would find a chance to eat it while at work in the morning.
While sitting on the back of the bicycle, Jiang Ling was still thinking, Song Guanshu always gets up very early, and his getting up time seems to be very fixed and unchangeable, so why did he get up late today?
Moreover, he opened his eyes at a very coincidental time. If he had opened his eyes a minute later, she would have escaped and would not have been caught by Song Guanshu.
Is he pretending to sleep?
The timing was too coincidental, Jiang Ling was a little suspicious, and then she kicked this dangerous idea out of her mind.
It's absolutely impossible. No one knows better than her how serious Song Guanshu's mysophobia is.
Besides, there was no need for him to pretend to be asleep.
He probably didn't sleep well last night, so he was too sleepy to get up, so he opened his eyes at a very coincidental time. He was probably woken up by her movements.
After all, it's still her problem.
So Jiang Ling was very well-behaved and cooperative throughout the whole day.
Being used to her old self, Song Guanshu felt a little uncomfortable and didn't know what was going on.
After get off work, Song Guanshu and Jiang Ling went home, loaded the "salary" issued by the factory onto their bicycles, and went to the address given by Chen Xiangyang.
Chen Xiangyang ran away from home in a hurry and didn't bring much money with him. He couldn't afford to rent a good place, so he shared a house with others in a remote suburb.
The term "sharing a house" may seem a bit out of place in this era, but it was indeed sharing a house. There were several beds in a room. Chen Xiangyang's roommate pointed to a bed in the corner and said, "That's Chen Xiangyang's position. You two sit on his bed and wait. Under normal circumstances, he will be back soon." The abnormal situation was that Chen Xiangyang would meddle in other people's business again, and the time of his return might be uncertain.
Sometimes he came back in the middle of the night covered in injuries, and his roommates were woken up by him while they were sleeping soundly. They all found him very annoying.
He didn't meddle in other people's business today and didn't wait too long before Chen Xiangyang came back.
"This place is so remote and hard to find. I thought you guys couldn't find it."
Jiang Ling said proudly, "Our driver Xiao Song is really amazing."
Song Guanshu has never cared about the opinions from the outside world. He knows that Jiang Ling is a person who likes to say nice things, and the words she says may not be sincere, but just politeness and play.
But even knowing this, he was still very happy.
Chen Xiangyang echoed, "Great, great."
Without Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu having to do anything, Chen Xiangyang moved three boxes of daily chemicals under the bed, and assured Song Guanshu and Jiang Ling, "Don't worry, I will definitely work hard to sell them."
Chen Xiangyang's roommates were curiously watching the actions of the few people. There were outsiders in the room, so the three of them went outside in the yard to chat.
After a few casual chats, Song Guanshu asked Chen Xiangyang about the appearance of the person who had followed him that day.
Although he didn't know why he brought up the old matter again, after all, it showed that he valued his wife, so Chen Xiangyang was happy to talk to him.
Based on his recollection, Chen Xiangyang described it again.
"His hair is this long." He gestured with his thumb and index finger. "He's not short, but tall and thin. He looks very dirty, like a rag picker."
Although Chen Xiangyang is poor, he is not dirty. Since he cannot afford to go to a public bathhouse, he just goes to the river to wash at night and will never get himself dirty.
"Oh, and he walks with a limp."
In public, Chen Xiangyang imitated the man's walking posture, "This man is disrespectful for his age. He was not a good person when he was young. He must have done too many bad things and was beaten to a cripple."
Speaking of limping and being beaten, Song Guanshu had a guess in his heart that this person just happened to have a grudge against Jiang Ling.
However, Jiang Ling and Chen Xiangyang both insisted that he was an old man with a hunched back, and his age did not match.
Chen Xiangyang hated this kind of bastard who bullied little girls the most in his life. He said, "Brother Song, if you want to deal with this old bastard and you are short of manpower, ask me for help."
He flexed his biceps, "I'll make sure to beat that old guy's overnight meal out."
Song Guanshu smiled faintly and said, "Thank you for your kindness. I appreciate it, but my husband and I are both law-abiding citizens and will not fight with others. I only asked about this person's appearance so that I can be prepared when I meet him in the future."
Jiang Ling didn't think that Song Guanshu asked about the man's appearance in order to help her get revenge, but when she heard him say that he was a law-abiding good citizen, Jiang Ling's eyes almost popped out.
Even she was embarrassed to say such words, so how could Song Guanshu have the nerve to do that? Didn't his conscience hurt when he said this?
It shouldn't hurt. He probably doesn't have a conscience.
Chen Xiangyang felt a little regretful that he couldn't beat up the old gangster. "If you need any help, come to me. I don't have much ability, just a lot of strength."
Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu did not come empty-handed when they visited Chen Xiangyang. They brought a watermelon and asked Chen Xiangyang to share it with his roommates and neighbors.
Chen Xiangyang was embarrassed to take someone else's watermelon for free, so he went to the yard and picked a lot of tomatoes, cucumbers, and eggplants. The landlady saw him from the house and pointed at him and cursed, "Chen Xiangyang, you little bastard!"
Chen Xiangyang has a good relationship with the landlord, the old lady. He has a likable personality and is popular with older women. He is the dream grandson of all the grandmothers.
The landlord's children and grandchildren were not around, so whenever anything broke at home, Chen Xiangyang would take the initiative to fix it.
This young man is hardworking and never spares any effort when working. The vegetables in the yard are all planted by him.
"Auntie, new ones will grow in a few days, and you won't be able to finish these. I'll help you solve the problem."
The landlady was so angry that she closed the window. Before closing the window, she said, "There are peaches behind the house. Take your friend with you to pick some and bring them back."
Chen Xiangyang was not polite at all, as if it was his own home, "Okay."
Jiang Ling felt embarrassed after picking other people's tomatoes and cucumbers. "That's enough. It's enough for us to eat for a long time."
Chen Xiangyang didn't care. "What's the big deal? It's a waste if the old lady can't finish it. We helped her, and she has to thank us."
He picked some more peaches and put them in the basket. "I don't know if you like plums, so I picked some more plums. These plums are so sour."
As he spoke, Chen Xiangyang frowned.
Before leaving, Jiang Ling told him, "Give the landlord two tubes of toothpaste and two boxes of soap. You can't eat other people's food for free."
Chen Xiangyang urged them to leave quickly, "I gave all the soap and laundry detergent you stuffed into my mouth yesterday to Auntie."
Jiang Ling finally felt relieved.
When Jiang Ling was on the way to buy a watermelon for Chen Xiangyang, she originally said that she would also buy a watermelon when she returned home.
Now that they have a lot of fruits, let alone watermelons, their family won’t need to buy vegetables for a long time.
"Go back and eat candied tomatoes. It's a great treat in the summer."
"good."
When Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu returned home, a man and a woman were sitting and standing at the door of the west wing.
Seeing them finally come home, Xie Lang, who was sitting at the door, shouted excitedly, "You are finally back."
Xie Lang was holding a big watermelon in his arms, and Tong Wanyue just smiled with her lips pursed.
Jiang Ling jumped off the bicycle, and Song Guanshu stopped the car and she opened the door.
Jiang Ling opened the door and let Tong Wanyue and Xie Lang in. "Why are you free to come here today?"
Xie Lang put the watermelon on the chopping board and said, "The factory's wages were robbed. I heard that Public Security Officer Tong is very good at drawing portraits of suspects, so I asked her for a favor."
Xie Lang was half a daily chemical factory worker. When something happened in the factory, although it would not affect their family's daily life, he was worried about it.
This was related to whether the salary could be paid next month, so Jiang Ling was of course concerned. She asked, "How is it going? Have you finished drawing it?"
"That……"
Xie Lang was about to say something when Tong Wanyue interrupted him, "The suspect is very cunning, wearing a hood on his head. He is probably an employee of the factory. He was afraid of being discovered, so he disguised himself."
Xie Lang didn't know why Tong Wanyue didn't tell the truth. The suspect did make many disguises, but Public Security Tong was very capable. He restored the exposed parts of the suspect and made them look vivid. Now the factory has arranged workers from various departments to identify him.
But since Tong Wanyue was unwilling to say it, Xie Lang did not expose it.
Jiang Ling wrinkled her nose in disappointment, "So will we have to pay toothpaste as salary again next month?"
Tong Wanyue's eyes were full of smiles. She rubbed Jiang Ling's head, her eyes full of kindness. Every time she saw Jiang Ling, she felt like she saw her little daughter.
"Don't worry, our police will work hard to solve the case." Tong Wanyue asked Xie Lang, "Right, thank the police."
Xie Lang: I don’t know why, but at this moment Tong Gongan is full of maternal radiance.
He nodded, "Yes, I am from the daily chemical factory. The workers in the factory are all my brothers and sisters. If my brothers and sisters encounter difficulties, I will definitely try my best to help everyone solve the problem."
The sweat on his body gradually disappeared, and Xie Lang remembered that he had brought a watermelon. "I'll cut the watermelon, it will be done soon."
It was indeed done quickly. The watermelon was cut into four pieces with two knives, revealing the red flesh and black watermelon seeds.
He put the cut watermelon on a plate and gave each person a piece.
Jiang Ling took just one bite and frowned, "Did you forget to wash the knife? The watermelon smells like onions, garlic, raw meat and vegetables."
Tong Wanyue didn't say anything. She just put down the watermelon silently.
Xie Lang is such a person, she knows nothing about housework. Is she willing to take on all the housework just after getting married?
No, she had thought about it at the beginning, it wouldn't be tiring to work with Xie Lang as a man and a woman. Asking Xie Lang to do housework would only make her feel more tired, and in the end she had to do it all by herself.
Song Guanshu threw away the watermelon in Jiang Ling's hand and said, "I'll go wash the knife and cut two pieces of tasteless watermelon."
Xie Lang was like a child who had done something wrong, "I didn't know I had to wash the knife before cutting the watermelon."
There was no need for that. Song Guanshu always cleaned the stove and kitchen utensils very carefully, so that flies would fall if they stepped on them.
But last night it was Jiang Ling's turn to wash the dishes, and she was careless and just said washing dishes.
Song Guanshu was not as fast as Xie Lang in cutting the watermelon, but he cut the watermelon into small pieces of equal size so he was not afraid of getting juice all over himself.
Tong Wanyue has always been very wary of Song Guanshu, but even though she dislikes this man very much, she has to admit that he works very efficiently, unlike Xie Lang who is clumsy.
As someone who had cleaned up countless messes for Xie Lang when they were newly married, Tong Wanyue had changed her opinion of Song Guanshu because of his efficient housework.
After eating the watermelon, Jiang Ling invited the two of them to have dinner at home. After all, it was time for dinner and it would be unreasonable not to invite them to have dinner at home.
Tong Wanyue insisted on going back to the institute, so Xie Lang felt embarrassed to stay and eat for free.
At this time, Song Guanshu suddenly asked, "Gong Gongan, do you know Xiao Bing's current situation? Someone followed Jiang Ling a few days ago. Jiang Ling said that the person who followed him was limping. I wonder if it was him."
Xiao Bing's father is now in jail and his family has lost all power, which makes him look like a desperado.
It goes without saying why a pervert stalks a beautiful girl.
As it concerns Jiang Ling's safety, Tong Wanyue dared not be careless. "The steel plant is within the jurisdiction of Xihe. I will go and ask around. I will let you know when I get the news. Please pay more attention to it during this period."
Song Guanshu smiled faintly, "Jiang Ling is my love, so I will naturally care about her."
Tong Wanyue asked her colleagues as soon as she returned to the office. She was a leader and had become friends with her colleagues through previous cases, so her colleagues were willing to help her find out.
The next day after get off work, Tong Wanyue went to find Song Guanshu and Jiang Ling. She didn't say anything definite, "I'm not sure if it was Xiao Bing, but he is indeed in the steel plant's family quarters. According to the neighbors, he had a broken leg before, which left him with sequelae when he walked, and he limped when he walked."
Song Guanshu understood that the man was most likely Xiao Bing.
What a useless guy, he only dares to vent his anger on women.
Tong Wanyue was worried about Jiang Ling, "Why don't you hide away for a while? Xiao Bing won't see you, so he should give up the idea."
Speaking of this, Tong Wanyue herself didn't believe it. How could a bad guy give up the idea just because he didn't meet his enemy?
"No need, I will protect her." Song Guanshu's voice was cold, but extremely firm.
Not to mention Tong Wanyue was unbelievable, even Jiang Ling was a little surprised.
Jiang Ling felt that, because of the experience of eating and sleeping together during this period, Song Guanshu was not a heartless and ungrateful person.
Chen Xiangyang came to their home almost every two days and gave them the money he earned that day.
Jiang Ling felt that this was too troublesome for him. It was already tiring to set up a stall and sell goods during the day, and he had to make another trip at night.
She said, "Just come once a week."
Chen Xiangyang insisted, "In less than a week, all the goods will be sold out."
All the daily necessities were sold out. Chen Xiangyang was very excited and bought two spare ribs to go to Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu to celebrate.
Although he didn't earn much this week, only less than ten yuan, it was much more than what he earned every day by setting up a stall to repair bicycles. At least he had a place to pay for this month's rent and food.
He was grateful to Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu for giving him the opportunity to make money, and brought pork ribs to thank the couple.
It happened to be Sunday, and Mrs. Fang’s daughter and son-in-law came to their house for dinner again.
Chen Xiangyang talked to Zhao Lin in the yard while carrying the pork ribs. He looked a little dazed when he walked in.
Jiang Ling was just blaming him for wasting ribs when she noticed that he was distracted.
She stretched out her finger and waved it in front of Chen Xiangyang, but he still didn't come back to his senses. Jiang Ling decided to ask the question to Song Guanshu, the smart man, "What's wrong with him?"
It is even more impossible for Song Guanshu to know.
Chen Xiangyang put the ribs on the chopping board and sat on the small stool that Jiang Ling used to use to make fire. He hugged himself and felt aggrieved like a 200-pound child.
"He just grabbed my palm... so disgusting."
He spoke incoherently and both Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu were confused.
After a long time, Jiang Ling seemed to remember that Chen Xiangyang was chatting with Zhao Lin in the yard just now. It seemed that his mood had been a little off since then.
Jiang Ling was well-informed, and she came up with a seemingly impossible guess, "You mean, Zhao Lin grabbed your palm."
When she mentioned that name, Jiang Ling lowered her voice deliberately for fear of being heard by the people in the main courtyard.
Although he is a 1.9-meter-tall strong man, Chen Xiangyang felt extremely aggrieved.
He nodded, "Yeah."
Jiang Ling asked Song Guanshu to pour him a glass of water, "Is it a misunderstanding? Did you accidentally knock it over?"
Speaking of this, Chen Xiangyang felt even more aggrieved, "It's not a misunderstanding, he did it on purpose, he slammed it several times in a row."
This silenced Jiang Linggan. She said gently, "We want to eat braised pork ribs tonight? Song Guanshu's braised pork ribs are really delicious. How about braised pork ribs with rice?"
Jiang Ling's tone was unnaturally gentle, and even Song Guanshu, who liked sour things, didn't say much.
It's really pitiful that a grown man is being targeted by another man.
Food soothes the heart, and this is no joke.
After eating the delicious braised spareribs, Chen Xiangyang was no longer depressed.
Jiang Ling hadn't eaten braised pork ribs for a long time. After finishing a bowl of rice, Song Guanshu added more rice for her. Her eyes moved around Song Guanshu.
"Song Guanshu, has Mrs. Fang's eldest son-in-law treated you?"
Song Guanshu's expression was stiff, and he quickly answered, "No."
He just felt sympathy for Chen Xiangyang. He didn't expect that when he first met Zhao Lin, Zhao Lin also wanted to shake hands with him.
Song Guanshu felt nauseous. Out of dignity as a man, he could not let anyone else know about this, let alone Jiang Ling.
Jiang Ling looked at Song Guanshu's picturesque features and said, "Then he really has no taste."
Song Guanshu didn't know whether he should be happy that Jiang Ling liked his face, or angry that Jiang Ling put him together with disgusting people.
He picked up a piece of pork ribs for Jiang Ling and said calmly, "Everyone has different tastes. Maybe he prefers Chen Xiangyang's."
Jiang Ling looked at Chen Xiangyang while chewing on the ribs and nodded with interest. He was indeed the type of person that some people would like.
Chen Xiangyang was about to cry. The braised pork ribs had no taste in his mouth.
With the idea that he would not be the most pitiful person if he dragged one more person into the water, Chen Xiangyang said, "That shouldn't be the case. Brother Song is so handsome and can cook. If I were a pervert, I would still be attracted to him even if I don't like Brother Song's type."
Jiang Ling widened her eyes. When she read the original novel, many readers supported Chen Xiangyang and Xie Lang, although Jiang Ling had not found anything wrong with these two people.
Could it be that Chen Xiangyang is really...?
Jiang Ling was shocked: "You you you..."
Hearing this, Song Guanshu moved his stool and sat close to Jiang Ling.
"I have a lover, we have a good relationship, and she likes me very much."
Jiang Ling thought that Song Guanshu was trying to make things clear to Chen Xiangyang and told him not to harbor any unrealistic thoughts, so she didn't take it seriously.
Chen Xiangyang started crying now. "I'm not good at talking. I didn't like him. Please don't misunderstand me."
The big man with a fierce look on his face cried pitifully. Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu looked at each other helplessly.
"Is it because I wore short sleeves these days that the pervert thought I was a casual man. Although Brother Song is good-looking, he wears a lot of clothes."
You see, even if a man encounters this kind of thing, the first thing he will do is doubt himself.
Jiang Ling had to use herself as an example, "He likes you, it has nothing to do with who you are, it's just because he's perverted and lustful. I was followed by a gangster before, was it because I sent him some kind of secret signal? That must not be the case, so don't doubt yourself."
When Song Guanshu heard Jiang Ling talk about Xiao Bing, his eyes moved slightly.
"Besides, you are a head taller than him, and you can knock him away with one punch. If he really wants to do something to you, he should be the one in danger."
Chen Xiangyang was comforted; what she said seemed to make sense.
Song Guanshu said to her, "Jiang Ling, there are peaches in the kitchen, go wash them."
Jiang Ling obediently walked to the door, then remembered that all the peaches at home had been eaten long ago, so where could she find peaches to wash?
She turned around to ask Song Guanshu, but the bedroom door closed in front of her.
The next second, Jiang Ling heard the sound of the door being locked.
Song Guanshu had something to say to Chen Xiangyang, but he didn't tell her. Jiang Ling was so angry that she pounded the door.
No matter how hard I knocked on the door, no one opened it.
Song Guanshu refused to open the door, but Jiang Ling had her own way. She knocked on the door and shouted like a desperate housewife who had been betrayed: "Don't do that in there. Song Guanshu, you have a wife. You can't do this to me..."
She shouted so loudly that she didn't hear the sound of the latch being turned.
The next second, the door opened in front of her. Jiang Ling did not notice that the door was open. She was still pounding on the door. It was too late to stop. Due to inertia, her fist hit Song Guanshu's chest.
How much strength can she have? It doesn't hurt at all when she hits me. Instead, it feels like a massage.
No matter how angry he was, it disappeared the moment Jiang Ling threw herself into his arms.
But Song Guanshu's face was still as dark as the bottom of a pot. He stretched out his hand and twisted her face, "I really don't know what can cure your nonsense mouth."
Chen Xiangyang was afraid that Jiang Ling would spread rumors again, so he didn't dare to stay in the same room with Song Guanshu again.
"We can talk about it later. Brother Song, you should talk to Jiang Ling properly. Don't say such things casually. If it gets out, your reputation will be ruined." What he was more afraid of was that after this matter got out, there would be countless Zhao Lins kissing him in the future.
Chen Xiangyang slipped away so quickly that only Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu were left in the room.
Song Guanshu's expression remained unpredictable. A good-tempered person with a gloomy face is very scary.
Jiang Ling saw that something was wrong and immediately gave in. She pulled his sleeve and shook it twice, "I was wrong."
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