Chapter 36036 Chu Song's Alluring Love
Chu Song calmed down and continued to ask curiously, "If, I mean if, you found out that I was cheating on you, what would you do?"
Liang Jiayao's expression suddenly turned sour. He automatically imagined himself and Chu Song being so sweet and happy, only to have someone come between them. He then angrily said, "A man who destroys other people's families is despicable. He deserves to be cut into pieces and then thrown into a pig cage!"
Chu Song: “…”
I didn't expect that this person's moral bottom line is quite flexible. He is lenient with himself and strict with others.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Liang Jiayao wondered if he was too fierce and scared her.
He clenched his fist to his lips and coughed softly twice. "Anyway, don't worry too much. I will treat you well and give you enough sense of security."
Chu Song said tactfully: "I'm afraid that I can't give you a sense of security."
Liang Jiayao was very happy because he was thinking about giving him a sense of security. He thought Chu Song was cute in every way, and the worry about not being able to give him a sense of security made him even cuter.
He stared at her intently, his gaze sincere and burning.
"Don't worry about anything. I'll fight for my sense of security myself. If I don't feel secure, it's definitely my fault. I can't blame you!"
Chu Song was shamefully moved. What kind of physique of a chosen lover is this? She can pua herself, is rich and generous.
"By the way, do you like watches?" Liang Jiayao pressed the issue and took the watch off his wrist. "This is a new one I bought. I only wore it once today. If you like it, I'll give it to you. Of course, if you like a different style, I can buy you another one."
"This is too expensive, this is not a good idea..." Chu Song said as he couldn't resist the temptation and reached out his hand.
It’s a watch, a Plum brand, a big brand, it should cost at least a hundred yuan.
Chu Song's psychological defenses were immediately broken. He had already taken out the three-turn and one-ring ring. Wasn't that enough to show his feelings?!
She is most afraid of disappointing others' sincerity!
Chu Song was so moved that his eyes filled with tears: "Yaoyao, why didn't I realize how handsome you are before? You are so handsome that it touches my heart."
Liang Jiayao blushed when he was praised, but he was actually narrow-minded. Last time when they were playing cards in the city, Chu Song didn't have a watch and couldn't tell the time, so she leaned over to look at her "brother's" watch. Her intimate gesture made him jealous.
Even siblings should have a sense of boundaries.
So the next day, Liang Jiayao bought a watch and started wearing it. He actually didn't like wearing these messy things because they were uncomfortable on his hands.
It's suitable for pretending, just like he likes to wear glasses with a shirt, mainly because he looks handsome.
"Do you like it?" Liang Jiayao carefully put the watch on Chu Song. The silver-white strap fit him surprisingly well.
Chu Song said sweetly: "As long as it's a gift from you, I like it."
Without a cell phone, Chu Song couldn't learn the skill of judging time by the sky. He lost his sense of time and it was inconvenient for him to do anything.
Liang Jiayao was immediately overwhelmed. He said lovingly, "This is the men's version. I've worn it before. I'll give you the women's version in a few days, okay?"
Is there a trendy word called "couple watch"?
To round it off, he is also a successful man who wears couple watches with his partner.
Chu Song: "Good."
Liang Jiayao had a silly smile on his face. If he wasn't worried about appearing to have bad intentions and his pure admiration for him, he would have wanted to hold her hand.
Thinking that they had just expressed their feelings to each other and had not even made a date yet, and he had to leave again, and who knew when they would meet next time, Liang Jiayao felt infinite sadness and regret in his heart.
"When I get back, I'll quit my current job and spend more time with you."
Chu Song secretly thought that being in love was really scary. Many people wouldn't even dream of getting a public office in the city, but he actually wanted to resign on his own initiative!
"Yaoyao, why don't you reconsider it?" Chu Song asked, "Don't you want to fight for our future again?"
Liang Jiayao was attracted by "our future". He chuckled and said, "I understand. I understand everything. I will work hard. So I am ready to go home and inherit the family business."
Chu Song: “…” Lean north.
I'm so fed up with this kind of lazy rich second generation.
Liang Jiayao: "What's wrong? Why do you look so ugly?"
Chu Song took a deep breath. It didn't matter. She would try hard. What belonged to Liang Jiayao would be hers.
"It's okay, our Yaoyao is awesome."
Liang Jiayao puffed out his chest and received another compliment. He was now full of energy and was so excited that he could run around the hill twice without taking a breath.
They chatted for a while after two days. Seeing that it was getting dark, if she didn't go home, Ye Xiuzhi would come out with a lamp to find her. Chu Song finally broke up with her and agreed to meet again next time.
"Okay." Liang Jiayao looked at her reluctantly and watched her go home.
...He actually has a girlfriend!
Liang Jiayao still has a sense of unreality. He took a deep breath and clenched his fist: starting from tomorrow, he will work hard for his and Chu Song's future!
Liang Jiayao! Come on!
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Chu Song strolled until dark before returning home. The Chu family had already started eating. She didn't ask anyone to invite her and took the initiative to join them with her bowl of rice.
Before, everyone would wait for her, but Chu Song liked to wander around when she had nothing to do. During the worst period, she came home late every day, and Ye Xiuzhi stopped waiting for her in anger.
———Eat it if you want, or you won’t. If you don’t, you’ll starve to death!
These were Ye Xiuzhi's exact words, but if Chu Song really came back late and missed dinner, she would love her daughter more than anyone else and would have prepared food for her early and kept it warm in the pot.
Ye Xiuzhi held the bowl and asked, "Where did you go to fool around today?"
Chu Song shook his head guiltily: "I wasn't fooling around, I was just wandering around casually."
She was embarrassed to say that she had just found a good son-in-law for Ye Xiuzhi and was afraid that she would be scared to death.
Considering it was the New Year, Ye Xiuzhi didn't say much. She scolded him a few times and then shut up, feeling that it was pointless to say anything.
Wasn't it the last time? She was so dry from talking that she turned around and saw Chu Song, listening in one ear and out the other, burping while rubbing his stomach.
Ye Xiuzhi: I’ve let it go, whatever happens.
The next day, Chu Song slept until noon. She had stayed up all night copying the first few chapters of her masterpiece onto stationery, and her arms were sore from exhaustion.
After a quick lunch, I rushed to the village entrance in the afternoon. The opera troupe had set up a temporary stage there. After waiting for a long time, the day finally came when the troupe came to perform.
Chu Song was naturally looking forward to it, as this was a great day for her to shine! So as soon as she finished her meal, she hurried to the place where Zhao Pan's wife was already waiting for her.
"Fairy girl, here, here!"
Chu Song smiled widely: "Auntie, I'm here!"
Zhao Pan: "It's been a few days since we last met, and you look fresh again. Here, your clothes are over there. Try them on later to see if they fit you. If not, I can make some alterations."
"Okay."
Chu Song took the clothes to the backstage to try them on. She lifted the curtain and saw a half-naked man...woman...man...in short, there was another person inside!
"Sorry, sorry, I thought no one was inside."
Chu Song left in embarrassment and immediately closed the curtain. She apologized repeatedly at the door.
"It's okay, come in, I'll be done changing soon." The voice was a girl's.
Chu Song opened the curtain and found a tall and thin girl with almond-shaped eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips. She was wearing a theatrical costume and seemed to be playing the role of a young man.
The other person glanced at the clothes in her hand and asked with a smile, "Are you this year's Guanyin?"
"Uh-huh."
"I've heard Aunt Zhao say that this year there will be a beautiful girl to play Guanyin. So it's you. My name is Jian Mo'e, and your name is Chu Song, right?"
Chu Song pretended to be shy and touched her cheek exaggeratedly: "So I'm so famous? Oh, I'm worthy of being a female star."
"Female star?" Jian Mo'e was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "She really does look like the bright stars in the sky."
"Okay, I won't keep you any longer. Go change your clothes."
Chu Song nodded and went in to change his clothes. It was called a costume, but in fact it was just a thick white skirt with layers of embroidery of auspicious clouds and willow branches, and tassels hanging from the hem.
Very thick, you won’t feel cold even in winter.
Chu Song changed his clothes and walked out. Zhao Pan asked, "How are they? Do they fit you well?"
Jian Mo'e said: "It looks okay, but the waist is a bit tight."
Zhao Pan also nodded and pinched Chu Song's waist. "Oh, look, this meat is so firm."
Seeing this, others also reached out to "act like hooligans", touching and praising.
Chu Song was unable to respond to such enthusiasm and could only lower his head and pretend to be reserved.
It is said that joining a drama troupe and performing as Guanyin is actually equivalent to cosplay. As long as the performer is not OOC, he can just be a mascot and send blessings.
There was nothing much to rehearse, so Chu Song spent the whole afternoon watching others rehearse. Since it was a troupe spontaneously formed by a small folk group, everyone's singing skills were average, and they were just there for fun.
Among the group, Jian Mo'e was the best singer, and Chu Song even thought she was a professional.
Jian Mo'e smiled and shook her head: "No, I'm also an amateur. My mother can sing, and I also like singing opera. I learned from her since I was a child."
Chu Song: "You are really talented. Maybe you can become a drama master in the future. We will all call you Teacher Jian, Master Jian!"
Jian Mo'e burst out laughing. She looked very heroic, but her personality was soft and she seemed easy to bully.
"Oh, Master Jian, I'm not worthy of that title. After work, it would be great if I could sing for everyone, unlike my mother..."
She didn't say the rest. After a pause, her expression darkened slightly, and then she changed the subject.
Everyone was tactful enough not to ask any further questions.
Time passed and night fell.
The villagers had eaten early, brought melon seeds and peanuts, and took small stools to sit and wait to watch the show. The small venue was crowded with people. Those who came late could only stand far away on the slope at the back, and those who were better at fighting chose to climb up the trees to watch.
Chu Song specially reserved VIP seats for his family and friends.
"Little sister, you look really good in this outfit."
"Yes, Xianxian, you really look like Guanyin."
“This is definitely the most Guanyin-like Guanyin I’ve ever seen!”
Chu Song couldn't hold it in any longer. When she saw the Chu family coming, she immediately lifted up her skirt and came over, spinning around to show off.
Ye Xiuzhi also thought it was beautiful and was very proud of it, but then she thought, wearing this skirt in the middle of winter, it would look pretty, but wouldn't it freeze her to death?
"It's cold outside, aren't you cold? Hurry inside and don't hang around outside. There's a fire burning backstage, it's better to stay warm."
Chu Song blew a kiss: "Mom, I knew you were most worried about me, muah."
Ye Xiuzhi's face was filled with disgust: "Get lost, this is so corny."
Soon, gongs and drums struck several times in succession, and the troupe's performance tonight officially began.
The host tonight was Zhao Pan as usual. She was wearing a red jacket, looking very festive. She was also eloquent and fluent in her opening remarks, which swiftly started with a string of auspicious words, drawing applause from the audience.
There are three major operas to be performed tonight, namely "The Case of the Chopping of the Beauty", "Dragon and Phoenix Appearing Together" and "Silang Visits His Mother". They are all classic pieces and many people love to listen to and sing them.
The people on the stage were singing an opera, and Chu Song was listening backstage. It was not Jian Mo'e's turn to sing yet, so she was putting makeup on Chu Song.
"Okay." In fact, she didn't put on any makeup. Makeup was not popular in the 1970s, so Jian Mo'e simply put some powder on her face and put a cinnabar mole on her forehead.
"The painting is done like this. It looks really nice."
Chu Song admired herself in the mirror for a long time and thought she looked beautiful. No matter how he looked at her, she seemed perfect.
"Oh my, your makeup skills are unmatched on my face."
Jian Mo'e was so amused by her that she covered her mouth and laughed. Suddenly, she heard a noise outside. She lifted the curtain and took a look, but saw nothing.
"Strange, did you hear any sound just now?"
"Yes, yes... maybe it's a mouse."
Jian Mo'e nodded and didn't pay much attention to it. It was normal to have mice.
The two chatted for a few more words, and then Jian Mo'e was called away. After a while, a little girl from the troupe came in and said, "Sister Chu Song, Sister Jian asked you to accompany her to the toilet."
The little girl is the daughter picked up by Zhao Pan. When she was a child, she had a high fever that damaged her brain. Although she cannot be called a fool, she always seems to be missing a thread and has developmental delays.
"Go to the toilet? Where is she?"
The little girl shook her head: "I don't know, someone outside asked me to call you that."
Chu Song: "...Who is it? Do you know him?"
The little girl still shook her head and said blankly, "I don't know him, he looks like a boy."
Chu Song held her forehead with her hand. If she couldn't see that something was wrong, then her life would be in vain.
No matter if it was a prank or someone really wanted to do something bad, she felt sorry for the person's intelligence, and the reason for tricking her out was too poor.
"Okay, I know, go ahead and get busy."
The little girl nodded.
Chu Song touched the wooden hairpin on her head and felt relieved. She took advantage of the situation and lifted the curtain to walk towards the village dry toilet.
She wanted to see what the fourth scene was about.
The night was quiet, and the mournful and lingering singing of the opera on the stage added a touch of horror.
"Jian Mo'e? Are you there? Jian Mo'e?"
Chu Song held the lantern and walked around but couldn't find anyone or anything unusual, so she prepared to return. Maybe it was a prank.
As soon as she turned around, a drunkard rushed towards her in the cornfield.
Chu Song was ashamed. What was wrong with him? She kicked him to the ground.
In the moonlight, she could clearly see the face of the person under her feet. The pockmarks on his face were more prominent than his facial features, and she didn't dare to look at him any longer.
"Who are you? You're the one who sent me here?"
Chu Song felt that she had never offended anyone, and had never communicated with the drunkard in front of her.
The drunk old man was drunk and reeked of alcohol. After being kicked into the field by Chu Song, he struggled to get up several times.
Chu Song was wearing a white dress and had a cinnabar mole on her forehead. Although she was beautiful, her whole body exuded an aura of sacredness and inviolability.
Besides, that kick made his butt hurt now.
The old man was a little timid, but when he thought of what the man said to him, greed took over and lust took over. He laughed and tried to untie his belt.
"Don't be afraid... don't be afraid, wife, follow me, I... I will love you well."
After tonight, such a beautiful woman will be his.
Chu Song resisted the urge to roll her eyes and silently took a few steps back. The old man thought she was retreating out of fear and became even more excited. He pulled his belt and was about to reach out to grab Chu Song's skirt.
The next second, the old man screamed.
Chu Song really felt that beating such a person would be dirty. She looked down on him and grabbed the old man's sparse hair, then pressed him into the ground with a "bang".
The thin and weak old man was not even as tall as Chu Song's shoulder, but Chu Song could lift him up with one hand like a chicken.
If you didn’t know, you would think she was abusing the elderly.
Chu Song really looked down on this kind of thing with negative combat power. Did he think she was a sick cat? Playing these little tricks.
"I think you're a toad chasing a frog. You're ugly but you're not good at playing." After saying that, Chu Song felt something was wrong and thought he had scolded himself, so he changed his words and said, "A toad wants to eat swan flesh, dream on!"
The old man felt pain, wailing and struggling. Chu Song picked up a stick and aimed it at an inconspicuous part of his lower body.
"Do you have a grudge against me? Or did someone instruct you to do this?"
The old man stammered and said something incoherently. When he sobered up, he looked at Chu Song again. She was no longer the holy and beautiful female Guanyin, but a female devil.
He immediately begged for mercy: "No, no, let me go, it's me who was blinded by lard."
"Who gave you the guts to plot against me?" Chu Song struck the man with his stick, listening to the man's screams with satisfaction. "Tell me, besides you, who else was involved?"
She remembered very clearly that the little girl from the opera troupe said that the person who delivered the message was a little boy.
"No, no more."
He was still not behaving, so Chu Song didn't waste any more words with him. He raised the wooden stick and was about to let it fall when she smelled a sour and stinky odor. She looked down and found that the man was actually frightened to pee.
Chu Song: “…”
Tonight she was still hurt, unfortunately, it was a chemical attack.
The old man was a man of little ability. He was so frightened that he was shaking like a sieve. "Don't hit me, don't hit me, I've told you everything!"
"Go ahead, I'll give you a chance to confess."
"It was your second uncle who taught me! I like you, and he said that if I do this, he can marry you, and then I will...ah!"
Chu Song couldn't bear to listen any longer and she laughed out loud.
Her good second uncle.
He deserves a beating again.
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