Gu Chengze took in all of Feng Jinhua's looks. He didn't like her uninvited visit to begin with, and now he felt even more disgusted with her.
The couple took turns picking up food, and Feng Jinhua felt invisible on the side. After sitting for a while, she couldn't stand it anymore and went back.
As soon as she left the house, Gu Chengze closed the door behind her.
He did not forget to remind Lin Jingshu, "Don't contact her when I'm not at home."
My wife is so kind, what if she gets bullied?
Lin Jingshu raised her fist and said, "If she dares to bully me, I will definitely not suffer any loss."
The next day, Lin Jingshu was awakened by the sound of a horn while she was still asleep.
She closed her eyes and couldn't help frowning. Who would disturb her sweet sleep so early in the morning?
"It's okay, it's the sound of the island's horn. Go back to sleep."
Gu Chengze got up, put on his clothes, covered her belly button, and watched her slowly fall asleep again. He gave her a reluctant kiss and quietly pushed the door open to leave.
When Lin Jingshu woke up, the sun had already risen outside.
She stretched herself, rolled around on the bed with the quilt in her arms, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "I really want to stick to my bed, dear."
But this is obviously impossible.
She had just arrived on the island, so there were always visitors at home.
Gu Chengze said that if he met a gentle sister-in-law, he could get along with her. After all, she would be helpful when he was not at home on missions.
If someone is like Feng Jinhua and dares to show her a bad face, she will just fight back and act like she is fearless.
He had heard about the factions in the family compound. As long as they didn't cause trouble, he wouldn't be afraid of trouble coming his way.
Lin Jingshu changed her clothes and went downstairs, leaving food and a note on the table.
Gu Chengze's handwriting is vigorous and powerful, with every stroke penetrating through the paper, firm and resolute, just like his usual personality.
After dinner, Lin Jingshu watered the plants that she had transplanted yesterday one by one.
There is no fertilizer at home. When I have time in the afternoon, I will go to the foot of the mountain to find some rotten fruits and leaves to make compost.
In fact, feces would be more suitable, but she didn't want to make the house stink, so composting was more convenient.
The desk was not finished yet, so Lin Jingshu moved her painting place to the dining table in the living room.
The drawings in her hand are all finished, and she is in the final revision and improvement work. After sending out the drawings, she can take a break for a while and re-conceive a new story.
I used to think that painting was a simple job. All I had to do was use my hands and I could successfully complete a colorful painting.
In fact, this is not the case. Only by understanding it in depth can you realize that the author has poured his heart and soul into every painting.
Only works with flesh and blood can truly be called good works.
She held a pencil in her hand, her eyes carefully leaving ink on the paper, concentrating on outlining the world in her mind.
Time passed minute by minute, and when Lin Jingshu stopped writing the last stroke and looked up, she realized that it was getting late.
She stood up, stretched her neck, and did a set of radio gymnastics.
I have learned many exercise methods in my previous life, but in the end I still feel that radio gymnastics is the most basic and useful.
After packing up her things, she remembered that she had brought some bacon from home and prepared to make some clay pot rice.
While I was washing vegetables in the yard, there was a knock on the door.
Who is coming?
She shook the water off her hands and said as she walked, "I'm coming."
When I opened the door, I found that it was Aunt Kang who came with Ruirui, and there was a pretty female comrade standing next to them.
When Ruirui saw her, he ran over happily, "Auntie."
Lin Jingshu touched his head and said, "Ruirui is here."
Kang Aiying smiled and said, "We should have come to thank you yesterday, but we heard that you and Xiao Gu were busy cleaning the house, so we didn't come to disturb you."
"That's not true, auntie. I'm so happy that you're here. How could I bother you?"
"Mom, I told you that Comrade Lin is very considerate. You're just being overly suspicious."
The female comrade beside her smiled and extended her hand, saying, "Hello, Comrade Lin. I'm Xu Wenzhen, Ruirui's aunt."
A look of understanding flashed across Lin Jingshu's eyes.
"Hello, Comrade Xu."
"Don't be so polite, we are about the same age, just call me by my name."
Lin Jingshu smiled and said, "Okay, just call me Jingshu."
The two smiled at each other.
Lin Jingshu invited them in and put some snacks bought from the supply and marketing cooperative on the table.
"Jingshu, don't be busy. Let's sit down and talk together."
Kang Aiying watched her busying around and asked her to come over and rest.
Lin Jingshu agreed and continued working, speeding up the process. She poured a bowl of sugar water for each person. The remaining mulberry wine was probably not enough, so they simply ate it while it was still fresh.
The sugar water tasted sweet, and Ruirui held the bowl and drank it in small sips.
Kang Aiying looked around the completely different courtyard and nodded repeatedly, "Young people are very skillful. They cleaned the house so neatly in just a short time. It makes me happy just looking at it."
The grapevine in particular attracted the attention of the three people.
"Thank you for the compliment, Auntie. I was just messing around when I had nothing better to do."
"Who said that? I think it's great. When I get back, I'll find a place to plant a grape tree so that we can have more grapes than we can eat next year."
"It's hard to say. There's plenty of room at home. When the second brother is free, ask him to go to the mountain to find one for you."
Kang Aiying is not a traditional mother-in-law. She is educated and very open-minded.
Adhering to the idea that children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, he did not interfere in the affairs of the couple.
When Xu Wenzhen came to her house, she fell in love with this girl at first sight. She spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly, and her eyes were clear, which made her a perfect match for the hot-tempered second brother.
After getting married, the couple's relationship became better. The second son lives in Guangzhou, and his daughter-in-law also works there. She occasionally comes back to see them during her breaks, and this kind of life is pretty good.
Kang Aiying and the other two sat for a while, and said goodbye as it was almost time for dinner.
Before leaving, Lin Jingshu asked her to take the things she brought back.
"Aunt, we can't take these things. Take them back to Ruirui."
Kang Aiying evaded the question, "We have some at home, Ruirui won't have to worry about food and drink. This is a small gift from me, Lao Qi, and the second son's wife. Just take it."
If they hadn't helped, her grandson might have been kidnapped to some deep mountain forest. She even thought this little bit of stuff was not enough.
"Jingshu, please accept it." Xu Wenzhen also helped to persuade her.
There were military wives passing by outside, and they glanced at me from time to time. I was afraid that if I refused, everyone would lose face, so I had to accept it.
"That's right, let's go back first. Come to my house with Xiao Gu when you have time."
Lin Jingshu watched the person walk away before turning back.
When I turned around, I met a pair of rolling eyes.
Feng Jinhua lay on the top of her wall, looking at Lin Jingshu with a gossipy look on her face, staring at the thing in her hand with envy.
Isn’t it said that Captain Gu’s wife is from the countryside?
Why did Aunt Kang come to her house in person to give her gifts and please her?
Could this person have a backer?
Feng Jinhua thought for a long time, wondering whether she had offended Lin Jingshu.
Except for a few close people, no one else knew about Ruirui's kidnapping.
I was worried that my child would have psychological trauma, so I talked about this behind his back.
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