Chapter 21 Adding oil is not in vain, it is more effective than eating pig feed!
There are twelve teams competing, and the first game in the afternoon is between Xiao Beiming's team and other teams.
The game on the field was extremely intense.
The fat wife happily cheered for her husband, excitedly pulling Sang Feiwan, "Goal! Goal! Your husband is amazing! It turns out your encouragement wasn't in vain, it's more effective than pig feed!"
"Fatty, it should be more effective than taking stimulants." Lu Ci corrected her with a smile.
The fat lady looked at her in confusion. "What are stimulants? Are they more effective than pigs eating pig feed?"
"Uh... you can think of it as pig feed for humans..."
After Lu Ci finished explaining to the fat lady in a tangled manner, he looked at Sang Feiwan and said, "I think you gave your husband too many stimulants. He looks like he's ready to fight someone to the death."
"You are so passionate and bold. What you say is more unrestrained than those foreign love songs."
"I don't doubt at all that you still like my brother now. Not only do you dislike my brother, you also seem to like Xiao Beiming terribly."
Which man wouldn't be confused by such a beautiful husband who can play the pipa and hold up a sign to express his love and encouragement?
Especially Sang Feiwan's sweet voice, she speaks like she's acting like a spoiled child.
It’s not Xiao Beiming’s fault that he acts like he’s on stimulants.
But Sang Feiwan had no intention of listening to what Fatty and Lu Ci said. Her mind was on Xiao Beiming.
His eyes never left Xiao Beiming for a moment.
She was always nervous and worried about Xiao Beiming, and watched Xiao Beiming get into physical collisions with others on the court, and was hit several times.
"Husband..." Seeing the referee blow the whistle for a break, Sang Feiwan hurried over.
Lu Ci grabbed Sang Feiwan and asked, "Where are you going?"
"I, I'll go get some water and towels for my husband."
"You'd better not go and give your husband less stimulants." Lu Ci joked with a smile.
"No, I have to go check on him. He got hit a few times. I don't know if he's injured."
Sang Feiwan insisted on going over.
But when she came, she didn't prepare a cup or a towel. She walked around and tried to find someone to borrow an enamel cup to pour a glass of water, but there was none available.
Lu Shu looked at Sang Feiwan and said, "Don't worry, I'll go back to your house and get it for you."
"I'll go with you." Lu Ci also said.
Sang Feiwan handed them the house key.
But they had just walked a few meters away when they were stopped by someone.
One of the comrades took out the popsicles they had bought and handed them to Lu Shu, "Comrade, this popsicle is for you."
"Just one, no share for me?" Lu Ci muttered dissatisfiedly.
She was used to this kind of thing, after all, her sister had many admirers since she was a child.
When she and her sister went to school together, a male classmate would give her sister food and would also give her a portion.
The man was very shy and blushed for a moment, "I'll buy you another one."
"No need, I was just teasing you." Lu Ci said.
"My sister won't accept your popsicles either."
The man looked at Lu Ci and said, "Can't you accept it? Popsicles are not worth much..."
At this time, Sang Feiwan saw that others were drinking water, even the fat wife was giving water to her husband, but Xiao Beiming was sweating all over and had no water to drink, so he sat alone to rest.
She turned around and looked in the direction where Lu Ci and Lu Shu had left, and saw that they were still there.
She ran over quickly and asked, "Why haven't you gone back yet?"
Before Lu Shu and the others could say anything, Sang Feiwan looked at the popsicle in the man's hand and asked, "Can you sell me this popsicle?"
"One dollar should be enough. Any more will be considered your errand fee. Thank you."
Then Sang Feiwan took the popsicle from his hand and stuffed a dollar into his hand.
With this shopping experience, Sang Feiwan bought water from someone who had water.
She rinsed the enamel pot several times, brought some boiled water, looked at Xiao Beiming, and waved, "Husband, here! There's water..."
She waved too loudly and the water spilled out, so she immediately stopped waving.
But she still shouted to Xiao Beiming, "Husband, come here and drink some water!"
Xiao Beiming walked over.
"Hurry up and drink, it shouldn't be long." The halftime break was only ten minutes, and quite a while had already passed.
After Sang Feiwan handed her hand to Xiao Beiming, she squatted down and rolled up Xiao Beiming's trouser legs.
"There are bruises indeed. I'll apply a popsicle on them for you." Sang Feiwan looked at the bruises on Xiao Beiming's legs. Although he had dark skin, his legs and stomach, which were not exposed to the sun, had a normal skin color.
If there were bruises on the hands and face, they wouldn't be so easy to see.
Xiao Beiming pulled her hand and stopped her, "Don't waste food, eat it yourself."
"I don't like it. Applying it on yourself will make you feel more comfortable and cooler." Sang Feiwan didn't buy this popsicle to eat.
But Xiao Beiming insisted not to let her apply the medicine on him, thinking it was a waste.
Just when Sang Feiwan was about to persuade him again, he saw Lu Cheng and his subordinates carrying a bunch of popsicles over.
He was about to distribute popsicles to the people in his group.
Sang Feiwan said to Xiao Beiming, "Wait for me."
Then she ran to Lu Cheng to buy a popsicle and handed one to Xiao Beiming, "Now we have two. I'll eat one and you can apply one, okay?"
"Hurry up, the popsicles are melting, and you're almost on stage."
"I don't want it." Xiao Beiming's face turned cold. He took the two popsicles from her hand, threw them into the trash can, then turned and walked into the playground.
Sang Feiwan was unhappy.
Although this thing was a low-quality product in her eyes, she would not have forced herself to eat it if she had not persuaded Xiao Beiming to apply a leg compress.
But what is his attitude?
The game continues.
Xiao Beiming bumped into people a few more times. He had been attacking fiercely in the first half and was considered a troublemaker by his opponents. Several people surrounded him, and six people surrounded him. He was knocked down twice.
Sang Feiwan anxiously shouted to him again, "Husband, pass the ball to someone else, pass it to someone else..."
"Come down and replace the substitute!"
But Xiao Beiming acted as if he heard her talking. He didn't pass the ball to anyone else, nor did he even look at her.
Sang Feiwan also felt at this moment that she had given Xiao Beiming too many stimulants.
She shouldn't have told him that she liked the way he scored a goal and won. Instead, she should have told him that she liked the way he worked with his teammates to score a goal and win.
That way Xiao Beiming wouldn't keep trying to grab the ball, insisting on scoring a goal himself and refusing to let go and pass it to others.
What a stubborn person!
"Honey! Pass the ball to someone else! Pass it to your teammates! As long as they score a goal!"
"Hurry up and pass the ball! As long as you win, I want the prize! Did you hear me?! Xiao Beiming! I will be unhappy if you keep being so stubborn!"
"Don't force yourself. Your foot is twisted. Do you want to keep it? If you don't pass the ball, we're going to lose the game!"
It was no use for Sang Feiwan to shout so many words, and in the end Xiao Beiming still scored a goal.
He was extremely stubborn, but fortunately his teammates cooperated and quickly protected him, so that he did not have the ball snatched away from him in the last minute and scored a goal.
The referee blew the whistle and the game was over.
Xiao Beiming's team won.
When Xiao Beiming walked towards her, Sang Feiwan punched him in the chest angrily, "How can you be so stubborn and act so arrogantly!"
"It's only the first game, and you've already injured your foot. How are you going to play the rest of the game?"
"But you like to play basketball well. I'm much worse than Lu Cheng." Xiao Beiming said.
This made Sang Feiwan raise her eyebrows and glare at him, "What are you competing with Lu Cheng for?"
"So, you think I will never be as good as Lu Cheng?" Xiao Beiming's eyes turned cold, and his tone of voice also became cold.
Sang Feiwan was speechless for a few seconds.
Then I told him seriously, "I have never compared you to Lu Cheng, and I don't think you are inferior to Lu Cheng. Everyone is unique, and you are the best in the world to me."
"Stop feeding me sweet talk. No matter how much you say to me, it won't change the fact that you don't like me and you like him." After saying this, Xiao Beiming left.
His back was limping.
A comrade nearby saw this and helped him to find a military doctor.
Sang Feiwan was a little angry.
She felt that Xiao Beiming was too difficult to coax. She had already said that she didn't like Lu Cheng anymore, and the 'she' who liked Lu Cheng was dead, but he actually brought up old issues with her again today.
Fortunately, she cheered him on today, her voice was hoarse, and she was worried that he would get hurt...
After standing for a while, Sang Feiwan turned around and planned to go home.
There were three games in one afternoon. Xiao Beiming was not playing, and she was too lazy to watch the game.
But as soon as Sang Feiwan walked out of the basketball game venue, someone called her from behind.
"Captain Xiao's house. Captain Xiao is looking for you. He's in the bathroom. Hurry over there. His legs are not very convenient, so he needs someone to support him."
"Oh, okay. Where's the bathroom?"
Comrades in the army showed Sang Feiwan the way.
Sang Feiwan hurried over.
On the way there, her mood improved. She felt that Xiao Beiming was not too unreasonable. After being angry for a while, she calmed down.
She will meet Xiao Beiming later, and she can coax him a few more times and tell him that she really doesn't like Lu Cheng.
As a result, she shouted several times outside the bathroom, but Xiao Beiming did not respond to her.
"Is anyone there?"
"Xiao Beiming?"
"husband……"
Suddenly, a pair of hands behind her pushed her into the bathhouse.
She didn't stand firmly and fell to the ground.
Then the door was closed.
"Who is it?! Did a lesbian wander in by mistake? Please get out quickly, this is a gay bathhouse."
The sound coming from the pool sounded like Lu Cheng to Sang Feiwan.
"Is it Lu Cheng?"
"It's me."
After confirming that it was Lu Cheng, Sang Feiwan knew clearly that it was Jiang Tingyu who pushed her into the bathhouse and that it was Jiang Tingyu who wanted to harm her.
If word got out that a married woman had gone into a men's bathhouse, her reputation would be ruined.
This kind of thing happened in the military area, and the impact was so bad that it could destroy her and make Xiao Beiming completely lose trust in her.
People like Jiang Tingyu, even if she writes a novel and makes herself the heroine, she can't change her inherent bad nature and is destined to be a vicious female supporting role.
But by doing this, Jiang Tingyu will only shoot herself in the foot.
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