Chapter 70 Chapter 70 It’s easy to catch fire in the morning, let alone...
In fact, Song Guanshu didn't particularly dislike Chen Xiangyang, and he didn't even feel particularly disgusted by the fact that he often came to eat for free.
It’s just that Chen Xiangyang is too attached to him and Jiang Ling.
Jiang Ling didn't understand his thoughts, she asked in surprise, "When did you care about him so much?"
Song Guanshu sneered in his heart. He was not concerned about Chen Xiangyang, he was only concerned about himself.
But I couldn't let Jiang Ling know the reason, for fear that she would think I was petty.
Song Guanshu said softly, "There are thousands of lights outside, and families are reuniting around him, but he is lying alone in a cold rented house. For others, the New Year has a special meaning, but for him it is just an ordinary day. I have experienced it myself, so I understand the desolation best. As a friend, I hope he can get married and start a family."
The closer it is to family reunion, the more Chen Xiangyang cannot go home.
It was very bold of me to sneak back home to take a look before the New Year.
If he goes home for the New Year and is discovered by relatives and friends who come to visit him during the New Year and reported to the police station, not only will he have to stay in prison for a few months, but his family will also have a bad New Year.
Jiang Ling had sensed a long time ago that Song Guanshu treated people around him very well as long as they didn't touch his bottom line.
Of course, after living and eating together for almost a year, Jiang Ling still hasn't discovered where his bottom line is.
As for where his dislike for Xie Lang came from, Jiang Ling still couldn't figure it out. As they often say, there's no need for a reason to hate someone.
Jiang Ling smiled and joked, "Chen Xiangyang's parents should have the same idea as you."
On New Year's Eve, Chen Xiangyang came home early to report.
Song Guanshu was busy in the kitchen preparing New Year's Eve dinner, while Chen Xiangyang was holding the steaming paste to paste couplets.
After lunch, Chen Xiangyang took out his playing cards and said that since he had nothing to do, he might as well play cards.
The poker game lasted until before dinner, and Chen Xiangyang hardly ever won. He had no money, so he borrowed money from a loan shark and lost his salary for the next few months. I keep losing money, and I want to make a comeback, but then I lose more and more.
After the New Year's Eve dinner, he still wanted to turn the tables.
Jiang Ling felt a little sorry, "I'm not trying to discourage you. Playing cards depends not only on luck but also on intelligence. You lost not because your luck was off this afternoon, but because your luck couldn't make up for your intelligence. If you continue playing, you will only continue to lose."
Chen Xiangyang didn't give up, "Try again."
I accompanied him to try it until almost dawn, when we heard the crackling sound of firecrackers outside.
Jiang Ling was so sleepy that she leaned on Song Guanshu's shoulder and yawned, "Are you still yawning? Go to sleep. You're going to have nothing to eat for the next six months."
Everyone around was setting off firecrackers at this time, and Jiang Ling also urged Song Guanshu to go out and set them off.
Song Guanshu put on his coat and went out. Jiang Ling also wanted to go out with him. It was not that she liked to go out in the cold, but she felt that Chen Xiangyang needed to calm down.
Chen Xiangyang didn't care much about not having any salary for the next six months. He said nonchalantly, "It's okay. If I don't have money, I can just come to your house and eat. I won't starve to death."
Chen Xiangyang thought very simply. He had never paid a penny before, but Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu were willing to invite him to their home for meals. There was no reason not to give him a bite to eat now. ”
Song Guanshu was about to leave the bedroom when he turned back and stuffed all the papers with the IOU into Chen Xiangyang's pocket. "I was just joking with you. Playing cards is just a pastime. How can I really ask for your salary?"
"Brother, you should accept defeat if you are willing to bet. Even brothers should settle accounts clearly. You are being estranged by acting like this."
Chen Xiangyang is not someone who can't afford to play, although he regrets it now. The money he lost is enough for his parents to earn for several years by working in the fields.
No matter how he refused, Song Guanshu was very determined and tore up the IOU.
"Okay, it's getting late, go home and get some rest, you have to get up early tomorrow."
Song Guanshu tore up the IOU, and Chen Xiangyang felt embarrassed to stay and play cards anymore.
"Then I'll go back, and you guys should get some rest early."
Song Guanshu put down his coat and held Jiang Ling, asking her not to go out.
"On the way back, take some firecrackers outside to set off."
Chen Xiangyang: “…OK”
As Chen Xiangyang was busy moving the firecrackers, Jiang Ling asked Song Guanshu in a low voice, "Didn't we agree to teach him a lesson? Why did you give him the IOU?"
The two men didn't want Chen Xiangyang's money, but because they saw that this guy had a strong gambling addiction, they wanted to teach him a lesson, and they would let him take the money back before he went home.
Song Guanshu certainly couldn't tell Jiang Ling the real reason. He just said, "He's not someone who doesn't understand reason. If you explain it to him, he will change in the future."
Jiang Ling looked him up and down suspiciously. She felt as if she had seen a radical suddenly turn into a moderate.
I never thought that one day, such words would come out of Song Guanshu's mouth.
The sound of firecrackers popped in the yard. Jiang Ling leaned against the glass window and saw Chen Xiangyang waved at her before locking the door. She was not sure whether Chen Xiangyang could see her movements, so she waved back.
Song Guanshu is being lazy now and only makes a quilt.
Jiang Ling glared at him, but he remained calm and said, "There are too many fires during the day, and I'm afraid the kang will be too hot and you won't be able to sleep at night."
"Then you sleep on the kang."
Song Guanshu had already lain down in bed. He lifted up half of the quilt and told Jiang Ling to lie over him, "Come on."
On the first day of the New Year, Jiang Ling was awakened by the sound of firecrackers outside the window. She opened her eyes in a daze and asked, "What time is it?" It was still dark outside.
Song Guanshu glanced at the watch next to the pillow and said, "It's still early, you should sleep a little longer."
I played poker for a long time yesterday, and it felt like I hadn’t fallen asleep for long when I was woken up by the sound of firecrackers. I’m very sleepy now.
Jiang Ling rested her head on Song Guanshu's chest and found a comfortable position to continue sleeping.
Song Guanshu also cooperated with her and posed in the pillow posture that Jiang Ling needed.
However, no matter how suitable the posture is for falling asleep, without a quiet environment outside, I can't fall asleep no matter how much I toss and turn.
It's easy to get angry in the morning, not to mention Jiang Ling moving around on him.
When Jiang Ling adjusted her posture, she felt something strange about him, "Why are you..."
"I'm not dead." Song Guanshu sighed and used his hands to describe Jiang Ling's actions just now.
"I told you not to sleep together." Jiang Ling didn't think it was her fault. "If we don't sleep together, we won't have this kind of trouble."
Song Guanshu readily apologized, "Yes, it's my fault."
Jiang Ling no longer had the desire to sleep. "Calm yourself down. I'm going to get up." His presence was so obvious that it was difficult for her to lie down again.
Putting on the new clothes that had been prepared long ago, Jiang Ling took out the red envelope.
"Red envelope!" Jiang Ling handed him a red envelope, "I wish Boss Song will be prosperous this year."
Song Guanshu opened the red envelope and found eight ten-yuan notes and eight one-yuan notes, a total of eighty-eight. It was just as Jiang Ling said, a fortune.
He hugged her waist, pulled her into his arms, and pecked her lips twice, "Thank you."
Jiang Ling hadn't had time to tie her hair up yet. Her jet-black hair was spread out behind her, looking very well behaved. Because of Song Guanshu's actions, her hair was slightly messy. She stretched out her hand, "Mine."
Song Guanshu leaned over and kissed the palm she extended.
Jiang Ling looked at him in disbelief, as if asking, are you kidding?
"You don't want to say that what was just now was a red envelope?"
Song Guanshu smiled and nodded. Jiang Ling's face changed. She was so angry that she reached out to hit him and said, "Give me back the red envelope."
He was tall, and Jiang Ling couldn't reach him even if he raised his hand high. "The red envelope represents your blessing to me, how can I take it back?"
Jiang Ling was furious, "You know it's a blessing, but you can't even give me a few dollars."
She knew that Song Guanshu probably didn't have much money, so he gave all the dividends from the previous year to her for safekeeping.
But no matter how much it is, it’s a token of my thought.
He didn't give a penny, which was too much.
Song Guanshu was amused by her appearance. He pointed his chin in the direction of her pocket and asked, "Do you want to touch your pocket?"
Jiang Ling dug her pocket suspiciously and pulled out a big red envelope. "Hey? When did you put it in there?"
Song Guanshu had an unfathomable expression on his face. "Guess."
In fact, I put it in last night while Jiang Ling was sleeping. I thought she would find the surprise in her pocket when she put on her clothes, but I didn't expect that this girl didn't notice it yet.
This red envelope felt much thicker than the one she gave, so Jiang Ling wondered, "Did you stuff newspaper into the red envelope?"
Song Guanshu couldn't hold back the smile on his face. "Is this the kind of person I am in your mind?"
Jiang Ling opened the red envelope and was almost dazzled by the great unity inside. "Comrade Song Guanshu, I misunderstood you. You are the most generous man in the world."
They were all great solidarity. She hadn’t counted how many there were, but it was a lot.
She excitedly hugged Song Guanshu's head and kissed him hard on the face.
This was the first time Jiang Ling took the initiative to kiss him.
However, Song Guanshu didn't understand why she was so excited. This was not the first time he gave her money. The money he gave her in previous times was more than this time, but he had never seen her so excited.
This is the difference between Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu's ideas. Song Guanshu feels that he has given the money to her, but Jiang Ling feels that she is just keeping it for him. If the money is kept with her, she has to worry about it being lost and a series of other accidents.
However, Song Guanshu was sure of one thing: Jiang Ling liked money.
He is the person who is best at summarizing and generalizing. The only difference between the red envelope on New Year's Day and the money he gave her before is perhaps just the extra red envelope.
Since Jiang Ling prefers money in red envelopes, just put all the money in red envelopes and give it to her in the future.
While Song Guanshu was thinking, Jiang Ling had already happily counted the money, and she solemnly placed the red envelope and the money in the place where she hid the money.
"But?" She thought of another question, "Didn't you give me all the dividends before the New Year? Where did you get the money to give me a red envelope?"
Song Guanshu seemed to understand what others said about the situation where his wife found out about hiding some private money.
He said calmly, "Oh, I hid a little private money."
Jiang Ling:......I have never seen anyone who hides private money as confidently as he does.
Song Guanshu carefully observed Jiang Ling's expression.
She said calmly, "Then you are quite impressive."
There was no way to tell whether he was happy or angry in this sentence, so he asked tentatively, "You're not angry?"
Before I could get an answer, I heard a knock on the door.
At this time, it can only be Chen Xiangyang.
Jiang Ling got up too early in the morning and didn’t sleep well. She yawned and pushed Song Guanshu to open the door.
Song Guanshu went to open the door, and Jiang Ling heard a lively voice, "Brother, Happy New Year."
Then he rushed in, "Ling, Happy New Year."
Jiang Ling smiled and greeted him, "Happy New Year."
Chen Xiangyang is a bachelor who can't cook. Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu asked him to come over on the morning of New Year's Day to eat dumplings together.
It's just about having multiple pairs of chopsticks.
Jiang Ling looked at Song Guanshu and asked him if he had prepared a gift for Chen Xiangyang. He nodded slightly, and Jiang Ling knew that she could save the gift she had prepared.
Chen Xiangyang didn't expect that he would receive a red envelope at such an old age.
When he was a child at home, he rarely received it. People in the countryside were poor, so they didn't care about this.
Chen Xiangyang didn't care about the amount of money, the thought was the most important. He wanted to hug Song Guanshu excitedly, "Brother..."
Song Guanshu dodged the attack easily and Chen Xiangyang missed it.
"Don't be so cheesy. Go light the fire and cook the dumplings. We have to go out to pay New Year's greetings later."
"oh."
After eating dumplings, the three of them went to their neighbors’ homes to wish them a happy new year.
Old Mrs. Fang is still in the hospital taking care of Yaozu, and only Old Man Sun and Cui'er are at home.
Cui'er didn't want to stay at home, so after cooking the dumplings, she took Sun Min out to pay New Year's greetings.
Jiang Ling and the other two chatted briefly with Grandpa Sun and then left their home.
□□The room is too depressing and I feel uncomfortable as soon as I walk in.
These neighbors are relatively close, and there are some relatives and friends who are far away but very close and need to be visited for New Year's greetings.
For example, Ding Yan has helped her a lot. It would be unreasonable not to visit her to wish her a happy new year when they are so close.
There are also people like Li Gui, who, although he has the same position as Song Guanshu, is slightly older. In order for Song Guanshu to carry out his work better in the future, he should also be given due respect.
There are also the homes of Jiang Ling’s two sisters.
Chen Xiangyang had nowhere else to go, so he followed Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu to pay New Year's greetings.
Ding Yan was not surprised to see Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu, but she was stunned when she saw a strange young man following them.
She asked the three of them to hurry in, "Happy New Year, Happy New Year. Don't stand in the hallway. Come in quickly."
There must have been a lot of people coming to Ding Yan's house to pay New Year's greetings, and there were still some melon seed shells on the coffee table.
Ding Yan picked up the trash can and swept the garbage on the coffee table into it.
She grabbed a handful of chocolate candies and said, "Eat them quickly. You little girls should love this."
Jiang Ling tasted a piece out of courtesy.
Seeing Jiang Ling eating, she couldn't wait to ask, "Is it delicious?"
Jiang Ling nodded, "Where did you buy it? It's delicious."
Ding Yan didn't tell her where she bought it, she just said, "We still have a lot at home, I can't finish it, when you go back later, take some home."
"How can this be so embarrassing?"
Ding Yan turned around and asked, "Who is this young man? Is he your relative?"
Jiang Ling smiled and said, "Song Guanshu's eldest cousin is not very smart. His parents are too busy to take care of him, so they sent him here. We were worried about leaving him alone at home, and we were afraid that something might happen, so we brought him out to pay New Year's greetings."
Chen Xiangyang, who heard Jiang Ling say that her brain was not working well, said: ...Yes, I am
Ding Yan was soft-hearted. She looked at Chen Xiangyang with pity, "What a nice guy. It's so pitiful."
"Who can tell just by looking at the appearance?"
Jiang Ling nodded and said, "Yes, fate is unfair."
Ding Yan grabbed a handful of dried fruits and candies on the table and placed them in front of Chen Xiangyang. "Eat, kid."
Afraid that Chen Xiangyang wouldn't understand, she gestured eating movements with her hands.
"Sister, he is stupid, not deaf."
"Oh, yes."
Chen Xiangyang glanced at Song Guanshu dimly and asked, "Can you please keep your wife under control? I'm not good at playing a fool."
Song Guanshu: Just act yourself.
The crying of the child in the bedroom rescued Chen Xiangyang.
Jiang Ling's eyes widened. "Sister, where did you get your child?"
It’s only been a short time since this sister got divorced, and she already has a child.
Ding Yan knew that she had misunderstood, and shouted towards the bedroom, "Xiao Xiu, bring the child out for a moment."
Then, Jiang Ling saw an unexpected person, whose face left a deep impression on her.
It was Mingxiu who came out.
She is the woman who gave birth to a child for Wei Ming.
Jiang Ling covered her temple and fell on Song Guanshu, "Too much information, lean on me."
She asked incredulously, "Sister, you are going back to your ex again. You are so generous that you took the mother and daughter back together. What's so good about him?"
She leaned over to Ding Yan's ear and asked, "So he is gifted and different from ordinary people?"
They were all sitting on the sofa, so no matter how soft her voice was, Song Guanshu could hear it.
Ding Yan was stunned for two seconds before she realized what Jiang Ling meant.
Her face was red enough to drip blood. "What nonsense are you talking about, you little bitch?"
She was so angry that her hands itched and she patted Jiang Ling's back twice, neither too hard nor too light.
After being beaten by her, Jiang Ling seemed to be in pain and fell onto Song Guanshu.
"What are you thinking? That's not the case at all."
Ding Yan explained to her resignedly, "Wei Ming had more than one woman outside. There was a young widow who gave birth to a healthy son for him. He thought the mother and daughter were a burden, so he abandoned them."
After explaining to Jiang Ling that she would not go back to her ex, she nodded at Mingxiu and said, "Okay, take the child back and have some rest."
Mingxiu nodded awkwardly at a few people, then carried the child back to the room.
When Ding Yan caught her in the hospital, Jiang Ling was with her. Even though they had only met once, Mingxiu remembered her.
"That's not right. During the time I was following him, I didn't see Wei Ming go somewhere else."
She talked about the stalking thing without any hesitation, and Ding Yan couldn't help laughing.
"Thank you for that, too."
Jiang Ling muttered softly, "Thank you so many times, you are too polite, sister."
"But, sister, how do you know all this? She came to you and asked for your help?"
No matter how miserable Mingxiu's life is now, it is not caused by Ding Yan.
Ding Yan sighed, "She is also a poor person. She was sold to Wei Ming by her family for fifty yuan. She had no choice.
Wei Ming took his mother to find the young widow and her healthy son, and left them behind. A few years ago, our unit went to the hospital for a physical examination and saw her kneeling on the ground begging the hospital to let the child see a doctor. ”
"Wei Ming and his mother are not good people. Ming Xiu and the child are innocent. If I don't help, maybe the mother and child will die one day and no one will know."
Although it sounds pitiful, thinking about the relationship between the two, Mingxiu was the fuse for Ding Yan's divorce. Jiang Ling gave a thumbs up and said, "Sister, you are the real saint."
Ding Yan glared at her and said, "Girl, you always say weird things. I just thought that life is not easy, so I'll help if I can."
Jiang Ling lowered her voice and asked quietly, "Aren't you afraid of raising an ungrateful person?"
Ding Yan smiled, and Jiang Ling saw the calmness in her eyes. "As long as I can live up to my conscience, the rest doesn't matter."
She pointed at Chen Xiangyang who was eating peanuts and said, "Just like you guys helped this cousin, is it for the sake of reward?"
It was his first time to come to a stranger's house, but he ate without any psychological burden. Ding Yan believed Jiang Ling's words a little bit, thinking that the child had a problem with his brain.
"I'm not letting Wenxiu live at home with the kids for nothing. She's responsible for the family's three meals a day and the housework. I give her 18 yuan a month. With someone at home to keep me company, I won't be too lonely."
At her age, she has no shortage of money and status, but what she fears most is loneliness and what she lacks most is someone who can accompany her.
"She and the child are both very sensible."
Many people came to Ding Yan's house to pay New Year's greetings. Every time a guest came to pay New Year's greetings, Jiang Ling took the initiative to say goodbye, but Ding Yan held her hand and refused to let her leave.
We stayed until noon. Wenxiu made lunch. She went to the kitchen to heat up the leftover New Year's Eve dinner from the previous night.
There were two women and one child in the family, and the New Year's Eve dinner on the table was almost untouched.
People of Ding Yan’s age cannot eat too much by themselves, and she loves to watch children who can eat eat.
Chen Xiangyang is a very typical glutton who enjoys eating.
Ding Yan put down her chopsticks after taking two bites. She couldn't help but sigh and said, "Look how good your life is now. I said at the time that as long as you marry the right person, even if the other person is a little poor, as long as the two of you work together and are willing to make progress, your life will definitely not be bad."
She knew that Song Guanshu opened a daily chemical factory. She now only uses the facial cream produced by Hengjiu Factory. Besides because it is good, she also wants to support Jiang Ling.
Mingxiu fed the child in her arms, but she herself had not eaten yet, and was restlessly preparing to leave.
Ding Yan couldn't bear to see her shrinking back, "Are you full? Let him go play by himself and you continue eating."
Jiang Ling pretended not to see this. She smiled and said, "It's all thanks to Sister Yan, otherwise we wouldn't be able to live the life we have now."
Ding Yan was aware of the small contribution she had made, but she was still flattered by Jiang Ling's compliments.
After dinner, Jiang Ling chatted with Ding Yan for a while. She took the initiative to say, "The children need to take a nap. There are other relatives and friends who are visiting to pay New Year's greetings. We will leave first."
There's no way to stop him from leaving.
Before leaving, Jiang Ling knocked on the door of the second bedroom and handed Wen Xiu a red envelope, "For the child."
Before going out, Jiang Ling brought a lot of red envelopes, some for Jiang Lian's children and some for Li Gui's children, but she didn't expect that Ding Yan also had children.
This is Jiang Ling's ability to deal with people. Although she doesn't have much money, she can make Ding Yan feel that she is valued.
The money was given to the child for Ding Yan's sake. Ding Yan knew this, of course, and she said, "Keep it." She also gave the child a red envelope in the morning and told Mingxiu that it was for the child's medical treatment.
Before leaving Ding Yan's house, Ding Yan put a lot of candies and chocolates in Chen Xiangyang's pocket, which were treatments only given to children.
He even stuffed a red envelope into Chen Xiangyang's pocket, which showed that he really thought he had an intellectual problem.
Jiang Ling gave her a red envelope for her sake, so she couldn't let Jiang Ling suffer any loss. They didn't have children, but they had a cousin who was not very smart, and he was no different from their own child.
Seeing that things were about to get out of hand, this was a huge misunderstanding, Jiang Ling explained, "Sister, actually there's nothing wrong with his brain."
Ding Yan nodded, "I understand." How could she call him stupid in front of the child?
Jiang Ling: ...No, you don't understand
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