Since Ling Ruoke called her a couple of days ago, she's been thinking a lot. Her current life is something she never dared to dream of before, but she's achieved it. Even though Chen Shan gives all his money to his family, their financial situation is still much better than when she was with Xu An. Xu An would beat her, but Chen Shan treats her like a treasure. Perhaps life has been too wonderful lately, and she's become carried away, which is why she's acting so irritably with Chen Shan.
Upon hearing the news of Chen Shan's broken leg, she was frantic with worry. She tossed and turned in bed the previous night, unable to sleep a wink. Her mind replayed every memory she had from childhood to the present, like a movie playing in her head. Those heavy, unfortunate past events weighed heavily on her, almost suffocating her. The contrast made her panic. What if Chen Shan abandoned her because of this?
Mei Yanting then realized that she had only dared to act out with Chen Shan because he doted on her and treated her like a precious treasure. She hadn't considered that Chen Shan wasn't indispensable to her; someone with his qualities and personality could find someone better! But Mei Yanting might never find another man who treated her like Chen Shan did!
Mei Yanting grew increasingly anxious, getting up early in a panic and waiting impatiently for the car to pick her up. On the way, she kept thinking that she had to soften her stance when she saw Chen Shan; she had to hold onto this man tightly and stop throwing tantrums. The thought that Chen Shan might already be disappointed in her made her wish she could sprout wings and fly to him to confess her feelings.
Fortunately, Chen Shan was kind. As long as she spoke to him politely, they finished their conversation in just a few words. At the end, he even put his arm around her and said as if making a vow, "Tingting, my wife, don't worry, I will be good to you for the rest of my life. If we run out of money, I'll find a way, don't worry."
Mei Yanting finally breathed a sigh of relief, nestled affectionately in his arms, and secretly reminded herself: I must not get carried away again, I must live a good life with Chen Shan!
At that moment, Mei Yanting felt a sense of relief, as if she had regained something she had lost. This incident also served as a wake-up call for her, making her more cautious. However, in marriage, caution isn't always a good thing. Of course, it's not necessarily a bad thing either. Sometimes, the difference between good and bad is just a matter of a single thought.
Ling Ruoke's words deepened Mei Yanting's apprehension. At least for this moment, she was truly determined to live a better life.
Ling Ruoke felt somewhat comforted. She understood perfectly well that Mei Yanting wasn't a bad person at heart. It was just that her heavy life experiences had created some flaws in her personality. That was her pitiful aspect. The most frightening thing was that she had accumulated too many things in her heart, and once they erupted, the consequences would be terrible. Therefore, it was best to let her release them little by little, slowly restoring peace to her heart.
It's like watching women in a palace drama. Some women are initially extremely kind and pitiful, yet they still end up being harmed. At first, they might just want to avoid trouble and protect themselves. But slowly, these events cause a dark area to form in their hearts. This area grows larger and larger, and one day it will become a bomb. When it explodes, she herself will be unrecognizable, and those around her will suffer as well.
Yuan Meng, Xia Mo, and Qing Feng all said that Mei Yanting had a demon in her heart. But Ling Ruoke had always tried her best to be good to her, hoping to dispel the demon in her heart through care. After all, the demon was still in her heart and hadn't yet come out to harm anyone. Wouldn't it be even more terrible to give up now?
"I never expected him to break his leg because of my tantrum. I was terrified when I heard the news. I'll never do that again!" While she was frightened, she also felt reassured: Chen Shan loves her very much!
Ling Ruoke reached out and patted her shoulder. "It's not that you can't throw a tantrum. In marriage, a little tantrum now and then can be fun. But you must remember that only small things that don't hurt feelings can have this effect. Once it comes to big issues, especially those of principle, you must learn to communicate calmly. Throwing a tantrum will backfire."
Mei Yanting obediently agreed, and after a while, she said, "Sister Ximeng, you see things so clearly. No wonder my brother-in-law is so infatuated with you. I must learn this skill from you."
Hearing this, Ling Ruoke was at a loss for words. Marriage is indeed a science, but the most important skill in mastering it is love and giving. As long as you love and are willing to give, many things can be figured out. Of course, the premise is that this love cannot be one-sided; you can't try to warm an ice cube with a blanket.
The two were chatting when Li Jun came in carrying a large bag of things. "Sister Ruo! Oh, Yanting is here too."
Li Jun went back to her parents' home these past few days, so she really didn't know Mei Yanting had come. She's pregnant, so she went home to share the good news with her parents.
"Xiao Jun." Li Jun has a very good temper and is very warm-hearted, so Mei Yanting has a good relationship with her.
Looking at Li Jun's rosy complexion, Ling Ruoke recalled his recent listlessness and smiled. Everyone is safe and healthy, that's wonderful! "What are you holding?"
“A few pieces of cured pork, and some snacks I made at home. You might not be used to them, but I still wanted to bring them for you to try.” Li Jun said, opening the bag and taking out the snacks first, setting the cured pork aside. “Here, see which one you want to eat, I’ll heat it up in the microwave for you. This bag is for fried food, see if you want to eat it, I think the men will be more interested.”
Ling Ruoke picked up a square object wrapped in banana leaves, examined it, and squeezed it. It was hard. The middle was bulging, like it had a protruding belly. "What is this?"
"Banana leaf rice cake, filled with meat, peanuts and various beans, is my favorite."
Ling Ruoke looked at the others again and decided to try this one. "Then I'll try this one."
Li Jun took it and then asked Mei Yanting, "Yanting, which one do you want to eat?"
"I want the same as Sister Ximeng's. Also, I want to try this fried food."
Li Jun then took two glutinous rice cakes to heat them up. Soon, a fragrant aroma wafted out. They were soft when taken out, and smelling delicious, they looked sure to be very tasty.
Ling Ruoke and Li Jun both liked it very much, and they ate the whole bunch of beans with great relish.
"Yanting, what brings you here? It doesn't seem like it's the weekend today?" Li Jun was pleased to see them enjoying their meal. Looking at Mei Yanting, he remembered that it was still a workday.
Mei Yanting pouted. "My son Chen Shan broke his leg during training, so I came to see him."
"It's not serious, is it?" Seeing that Mei Yanting didn't look too serious, Li Jun guessed it wasn't serious, and his heart, which had been pounding, finally calmed down.
"The doctor said I need to rest for a while, but thankfully it won't affect my walking or anything like that in the future."
"That's good."
The three women chatted for a long time, and then the aroma of the bone broth filled the air.
Mei Yanting served each of them a bowl, and put the rest in a thermos, which she then took to the hospital to see Chen Shan. "Sister Ximeng, Xiaojun, I'm leaving now."
"Hurry up, I know you're in Cao's camp but your heart is with Han." Ling Ruoke waved her hand with a smile and teased.
Mei Yanting smiled and left without saying a word.
Li Jun stayed for a while, then went home to prepare dinner for her husband. These women are all virtuous wives and loving mothers.
Ling Ruoke checked the time and decided to start cooking rice, washing and chopping the ingredients and arranging them neatly on the cutting board. Then she wiped her hands clean, turned around, and went to her room to turn on her computer and write.
Lately, Ling Ruoke has been spending less and less time in front of the computer. Partly because her belly is getting bigger and sitting for long periods is uncomfortable; and partly because she feels she's hit a writing plateau. Because life has become too comfortable, her novels have subconsciously leaned towards that direction, focusing on warm, trivial matters. Readers haven't complained, but she herself wonders if it's becoming too stale.
So these days, she's been considering whether to end the story and start another one. Unfortunately, she hasn't been able to find inspiration. But ending the story is imperative; she doesn't want to write something long and tedious.
As Ling Ruoke wrote, she remembered that Zhuang Yuqi hadn't called for several days. Then she thought, maybe he's busy with schoolwork since school started. Poor child, his father is still in the hospital, and who knows when he'll wake up. And his grandparents are such heartless people; they must be unhappy.
Ling Ruoke felt a lump in her throat thinking about them. She stopped writing and sat in front of the computer, staring blankly at the green leaves outside the window. Suddenly, an idea struck her. Yuan Meng had a story, Zhuang Yicheng had a story—why not write a novel about these two people with stories, and let them find happiness? Perhaps reality was cruel, but in a fictional world, they could have their wishes fulfilled.
Inspiration flowed like a fountain, and she perked up, furiously typing away at her computer. She'd pause for a second or two to think, then continue typing. A five-thousand-word outline was quickly completed. She then meticulously revised and perfected it, determined to write them a grand and happy story.
When Huo Qingfeng returned, he saw that the living room light was still off. Usually, his wife would turn on the light early and sit on the sofa waiting for him to come home. She would have prepared the meal long ago, placing it on a plate on the table, ready to eat as soon as he washed his hands upon entering. But now, the table was empty. There was no one on the sofa, and the bedroom light was still off. He could hear the rapid clatter of keyboard clicks.
Huo Qingfeng sighed helplessly, carefully entered, and stopped behind her. She was completely focused on the screen, oblivious to his presence.
Huo Qingfeng really wanted to reach out and hug her waist, but he was easily startled when she was so focused on what she was doing, so he held back. He turned around and went back to the living room, calling out with a smile, "Wife, I'm home."
Ling Ruoke suddenly snapped out of her daze, paused for a moment, clicked save, and closed the computer. She stood up and turned her head, only to see her husband smiling broadly at her. His arms were open, a strong embrace waiting for her.
Ling Ruoke smiled brightly, slowly walked into his arms, and wrapped her arms around his waist. Looking up at him, she pouted and said coquettishly, "Honey, I'm sorry, I forgot to cook."
Huo Qingfeng's expression was gentle as he softly kissed her lips. Whenever she looked at him with wide eyes and spoke to him in a coquettish tone, he felt he could grant her any request. "Then you wait patiently, and your husband will make it for you, okay?"
"Honey, you're so good to me!" Ling Ruoke chuckled foolishly, hugged his waist, and rubbed her face against his chest.
Huo Qingfeng smiled, touched her belly, greeted his son, and then turned to cook.
So, this time it was Ling Ruoke's turn to be the tail again, and this time it was her big pregnant tail. Luckily, the kitchen at home was spacious enough, otherwise, she would have bumped into her belly if she turned around.
Time flies. In the blink of an eye, it's already the sweltering month of July.
With pollution getting worse, summers are getting hotter and hotter. Fortunately, the military base is located deep in the mountains, with dense forests and few people, so it's not too hot yet.
Pregnant women are very sensitive to heat, especially after they become pregnant.
This summer was indeed difficult for Ling Ruoke. She couldn't use air conditioning, and would often wake up drenched in sweat at night. With her large belly, even turning over was difficult. Sometimes, lying in bed, she would gasp for breath from the heat, like a turtle turned upside down. On humid, rainy nights, she couldn't sleep at all; it was truly agonizing.
When I feel stuffy during the day, I lose my appetite completely. But the little one in my belly can't go hungry. So I have to endure the nausea and swallow bite by bite, while worrying about whether I'll throw up.
"Honey, can I consider going to the Southern Hemisphere for the winter?" Ling Ruoke sat on her husband's lap, pitifully expressing her beautiful fantasy.
Huo Qingfeng reached out and touched the dark circles under her eyes, feeling extremely distressed. "How about I hire someone to come back and fan you at night?"
Ling Ruoke pouted and asked, "Male or female?" Actually, there was no need to ask. Her husband would never allow a man to be by her side, especially when she was asleep!
"Of course it's a woman. Any man who dares to look at my wife's sleeping face, besides me, I'll cripple him." This is a matter of principle, and there's no room for compromise.
Ling Ruoke glared at her and said, "That won't do. You won't let other men see me sleeping, and I won't let other women see you sleeping. Or are you going to sleep in a separate room from me?"
"That won't do!" Huo Qingfeng refused decisively, wrapping his arm around her now-grown waist. "I'm not used to you not being by my side."
And so, this suggestion, which was inherently unfeasible, simply fizzled out. Ling Ruoke was merely being coquettish, but Huo Qingfeng was genuinely worried and anxious.
Huo Qingfeng had no choice but to keep a basin of water by the bedside at all times. Whenever he felt her moaning from the heat at night, he would get up and wipe her down with cool water. The evaporation of the water took away the heat, and her temperature finally dropped, allowing her to fall into a deep sleep again. In this way, she finally got a good night's sleep.
But another problem arose: Huo Qingfeng was severely lacking rest in order to take care of her, and he quickly lost weight. Ling Ruoke felt sorry for him. She even considered letting him sleep well during the day and not sleeping at night, fanning him herself to help him get a good night's sleep.
Later, Li Jun suggested that we buy an ice pillow, which should still be effective.
Ling Ruoke then had someone buy one for her. It felt cool to the touch, not too cold, and quite comfortable. She tried it during her afternoon nap, and it really worked. Although it was still hot at night, at least she didn't wake up from the heat so often, and the two of them finally got a good night's sleep.
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