As soon as Song Zhanjin got off work, he went straight to Lin Wanjun's dormitory, with a bag of sweet and juicy wild fruits in his clothes.
He only tasted one and couldn't bear to eat any more, so he brought them all back to Lin Wanjun as snacks like they were treasures.
The result was nothing.
When Zhao Shuping saw the red fruits, she started drooling with greed.
"Comrade Xiao Song, please give some to my daughter to try!"
As she spoke, she reached out to take it herself.
Song Zhanjin turned away and looked at Zhao Shuping with mockery in his eyes.
"Do you think I'm being taken advantage of? Do you think I have to eat fruit just because you bully my wife? Is that reasonable?"
He lifted his clothes tightly as if protecting his food.
"Your husband also picked a lot of fruit in the mountains. He ate as he went along. I guess he's full now."
Zhao Shuping's face didn't look good.
"You're a capable man, but you're being controlled by an uneducated bitch. Aren't you ashamed?"
She teased, "I have a niece who's just eighteen and graduated from high school. She's much prettier than Lin Wanjun. If you're interested, I can write a letter and ask her to come here to meet me."
"I think you're sick!"
Song Zhanjin said with disgust.
Zhao Shuping subconsciously asked, "What's wrong with me?"
"Bad heart!"
Song Zhanjin turned around and left, leaving Zhao Shuping jumping with anger.
After some inquiries, Song Zhanjin learned that Lin Wanjun had gone to the cafeteria. He went over and saw his wife squatting on the playground playing with a few children.
"Hey, why are you here?!"
Seeing Song Zhanjin coming over, Lin Wanjun said with a smile.
"Why am I here? I haven't even asked you yet, why are you here?"
Song Zhanjin complained with his mouth, but his body was very honest. He picked up a wild fruit, wiped it on his clothes, and fed it to Lin Wanjun's mouth.
"Is it sweet?"
He asked expectantly, like a child waiting for praise.
"Hmm... Not sweet! Not sweet at all! So sour!"
Lin Wanjun deliberately frowned and spoke sarcastically. Seeing that Song Zhanjin was about to get angry, she laughed and grabbed his arm.
"It was just a joke, why are you mad? Tsk, that's not funny at all!"
While tasting the wild fruits, Lin Wanjun called Xiaohu and Xiaohua over and asked them to eat together.
Xiaohua stuffed the fruits into her mouth one by one, but Xiaohu grabbed a handful of fruits and stuffed them into her pocket.
"I want grandma to try it."
Lin Wanjun rubbed Xiaohu's messy short hair and fed him a sweet fruit with a smile.
Just as they were enjoying their meal, they saw a tall and thin man with gold-rimmed glasses, cold white skin, and a face full of anger walking towards them, holding Wei Ruirui's hand.
"Dad, she's the one who bullied me! She even called us bastards!"
Wei Ruirui changed his cowardly attitude just now, put his hands on his hips and complained loudly.
Lin Wanjun raised her eyelids and took a look, sneering in her heart.
No wonder Meng Xiaoling was so bewildered that she lost her mind and even dared to kill her own husband.
Don't say it, this man is indeed a powerful pretty boy with the moral character of a gentleman but a villain.
"You bullied my son?"
The pretty boy walked up to Lin Wanjun and was about to demand accountability, but when he saw Lin Wanjun's pretty face, his tone suddenly changed.
He was stunned for a moment, and his tone softened a lot.
"Comrade, it's normal for children to play around with each other. How can you, as an adult, interfere?"
The man stood up straight, smoothed his bangs to the side, adjusted his glasses with an artificial gesture, and extended his hand to greet Lin Wanjun.
"My name is Wei Yajun, and I'm the medical officer at our cadre school."
Oh, the mistress is called Wei Yajun!
Lin Wanjun glanced at Wei Yajun's outstretched hand and sneered, "What do you mean by children playing around? Look at what your son has done to Xiaohu!"
Pointing at the bloodstain on Xiaohu's face, Lin Wanjun questioned angrily.
Wei Yajun was a little impatient, but because Lin Wanjun was beautiful enough, he suppressed his anger and smiled.
"Can that be called a wound? How is it different from a mosquito bite?"
Lin Wanjun smiled innocently and grabbed Wei Ruirui.
"Xiaohu, go!"
Xiaohu was a quick-witted kid and immediately knew what Lin Wanjun wanted him to do.
He grabbed the stick on the ground and hit Wei Ruirui directly.
Even though Wei Yajun shouted to stop it, the stick still hit Wei Ruirui's arm, leaving a red mark.
Wei Yajun was so angry that his voice broke.
"What are you doing?! What are you doing?! Look at what you've done to my son! He's injured! He's seriously injured. I'm going to complain to the security department!"
He was about to explode and didn't care that Lin Wanjun was a woman. He stood up and was about to hit her.
How could Song Zhanjin just watch his wife being bullied?
Before Wei Yajun's palm touched the corner of Lin Wanjun's clothes, Song Zhanjin's shadowless kick had already kicked Wei Yajun in the stomach.
Wei Yajun let out a scream and was kicked several meters away.
Lin Wanjun grabbed the frightened Wei Ruirui and asked a stern question.
"Do you still dare to bully Xiaohu and Xiaohua?"
Wei Ruirui was so scared that her legs were shaking and her crotch was even a little wet.
“No…I don’t dare anymore!”
Lin Wanjun then said, "If you dare to bully kids again, I will beat your dad to death!"
Well, if a child is not well educated it is the fault of the father. Of course the parents should bear the responsibility for the child’s mistakes. There is nothing wrong with that!
Wei Ruirui was so scared that he wanted to cry, and Lin Wanjun pointed at his nose and yelled at him.
"Shut up! Stop crying!"
Wei Ruirui was so frightened that he fell silent at that moment, ran away with his mouth twitching, and didn't even care about his father who was holding his stomach and wailing.
Song Zhanjin walked up to Wei Yajun and looked down at him.
"As a parent, if you don't discipline your children, someone else will. And when that happens, they won't hold back!"
Wei Yajun looked unconvinced, but he didn't dare to say a word.
After grunting for a long time, he struggled to get up and ran away stumbling.
Song Zhanjin turned around and walked over. Lin Wanjun smiled and put her arm around his arm, like a crazy little fangirl. She flattered him loudly and gave him just the right emotional value.
"Wow, your fighting style is so cool! I admire you so much!"
Xiaohua and Xiaohu also applauded. Xiaohua shouted that her brother was so awesome, and Xiaohu looked at him with admiration.
Song Zhanjin said, "Stop trying to fool me," but his lips couldn't help but curl up, and in the end, the corners of his mouth almost stretched to his ears.
While they were arguing, Li Yuetang called them from afar to eat.
Dinner was watery cornmeal porridge with pickled vegetables and no oil or water at all.
Ever since Zhao Shuping kicked Lin Wanjun out for dinner because she smelled bad, Lin Wanjun and Li Yuetang used the stone block under the tree as their dining table.
Song Zhanjin and Song Mingcheng were also there.
Taking advantage of the darkness so that no one could see, Lin Wanjun took out a few fried cakes from her bag, gave two to each person, rolled the red oil pork head shreds in the cakes, and began to eat them with big mouthfuls.
Lin Wanjun was very grateful for the Song family's tolerance and trust. Under such conditions, she produced all kinds of delicious food like magic, and they never questioned her.
The Song family is so good, they are such a good family that you can’t find them even with a lantern!
A very constructive idea suddenly occurred to her.
Even if Song Zhanjin and the official female lead finally get married, she doesn't necessarily have to leave the Song family!
Well, she was definitely very sensible and took the initiative to give up her seat to Dong Yingying, and then...
Then she can be Song Zhanjin's sister, the daughter of the Song family, and let the awesome PLUS dad Song Mingcheng find her a better husband!
Thinking of this, Lin Wanjun showed a lewd and perverted smile on his face.
She seemed to have seen men of all ages standing in a row waiting for her to choose.
There are muscular tough guys, feminine and handsome types, urban domineering types, and paranoid yandere types...
Frog, how can this be described as being cannon fodder in a period novel? This is clearly being a female-dominated novel and becoming the empress!
Defying fate and changing destiny, damn, my mouth is watering!
Song Zhanjin saw Lin Wanjun's amorous smile at a glance, and she even wiped the corner of her mouth.
Hmm? Is she in love?
In fact, he has long been prepared to "sacrifice" at any time. As long as Lin Wanjun beckons his finger, he can wash it himself and deliver it to her door, and she will be satisfied!
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