There is strength in numbers. When it was getting dark, a spacious and sturdy bed appeared in front of everyone.
Wang Chuang specially brought a strong man to sit on the bed and shake it hard.
"Hey! Look at what we're doing! We weigh over 200 pounds combined, and even with all that strength, the bed doesn't shake or even creak!"
Wang Chuang jumped out of bed and looked at the results of everyone's work with satisfaction.
Oh, this is not a bed, it is clearly the cradle of a new life!
Lin Wanjun stood by the bed with amazement in her eyes.
The bed board was flat and spacious, and the headboard made of paulownia wood was carved with a few auspicious clouds and peonies, and then painted with a layer of varnish. It looked extremely holy outside this dilapidated and dirty cattle shed.
After Qin Sijun finished carving the last auspicious cloud, he blew away the debris and looked at Lin Wanjun with a smile.
"Xiao Lin, how is it? Are you satisfied with this housewarming gift?"
Lin Wanjun was so moved that she almost cried.
She nodded repeatedly and said, "I'm satisfied! Very satisfied! When I leave in the future, I will definitely take this bed with me!"
Hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.
"I can't bring such a big bed!"
Lin Wanjun smiled but said nothing.
She had the space on hand, so fitting a bed was a breeze!
Everyone carefully carried the big bed across the cadre school's playground and headed towards the Song family's new house.
Along the way, people kept looking at us with envy.
In these difficult and hard times, this bed seemed to be out of tune with the times, as if it allowed people to see the beginning of a new life.
The bed is really big, taking up almost three-quarters of the bedroom.
Qin Sijun looked at the empty space and said, "Well, there's still room for a cabinet here. I'll get some wood tomorrow and build a cabinet for you!"
Lin Wanjun was about to say no, but Qin Sijun spoke first.
"This isn't a gift for you, it's a gift for my future grandchildren!"
These words made Lin Wanjun blush.
"Uncle Qin!"
She pretended to be angry and protested, which made Qin Sijun laugh uncontrollably.
"Okay, okay, I'm not kidding!"
According to the original plan, Lin Wanjun was going to move in with Li Yuetang, and then let Dong Yingying live in their bunk.
But when Lin Wanjun was about to help Li Yuetang prepare bedding, she was stopped by Li Yuetang.
"Mom, please stay here for a few more days. You can move in first!"
Lin Wanjun was stunned.
"Why? Didn't we agree to move together? What? Are you worried about Dong Yingying?"
Li Yuetang just smiled and said nothing, helping to move Lin Wanjun's bedding into the new home.
When I entered the room, I saw Song Zhanjin sticking his butt out while making the bed. On the window side, his bedding was neatly placed on the bed.
Li Yuetang smiled and spread Lin Wanjun's bedding on the other side of the bed.
"How can a daughter-in-law live with her mother-in-law? It's only natural that you two should live together!"
So that's how it is.
Lin Wanjun took Li Yuetang's arm and acted coquettishly.
"But I just want to live with you!"
Li Yuetang smiled and patted the back of her daughter-in-law's hand, coaxing her like a child.
"Be obedient and stop messing around!"
Song Zhanjin ran a few more times and moved all of his and Lin Wanjun's things over.
It was already dark, and a kerosene lamp was burning in the new house. The light was dim, but it added a bit of homely warmth and sweetness.
Lin Wanjun was still packing her things when Song Zhanjin suddenly hugged her tightly from behind.
"What are you doing!?"
Startled, Lin Wanjun subconsciously wanted to break free and escape, but Song Zhanjin held her so tightly, as if he wanted to embed her into his body.
"Jun-jun! I missed you so much!"
Song Zhanjin deeply inhaled the faint fragrance of Lin Wanjun's hair. He buried his head in her neck, his blood rushing through his body and his heart beating fast and violently.
Lin Wanjun was a little overwhelmed by this sudden enthusiasm.
"You...what's there to think about? Don't we see each other every day?"
Song Zhanjin tightened her arms, her back pressed tightly against his chest.
"Don't play dumb, you know what I mean!"
His voice was a little hoarse.
"I still owe you a wedding night, and I've always wanted to make up for it!"
Lin Wanjun's back stiffened and she screamed wildly in her heart.
Dark doesn't have to!
Save me, save me, save me...
Perhaps God heard Lin Wanjun's cry for help, so he specially sent the destined heroine Dong Yingying to rescue her.
The door was not closed. Dong Yingying pushed it open and saw Song Zhanjin and Lin Wanjun being intimate and ambiguous.
Her face was pale and she just stood there in a daze.
Lin Wanjun subconsciously wanted to push Song Zhanjin away, but Song Zhanjin changed his posture and continued to hold her in his arms.
"Didn't anyone teach you to knock before entering someone else's house?"
He frowned at Dong Yingying and asked sternly.
Dong Yingying's lips moved and tears welled up in her eyes.
“I…I…”
She wanted to explain herself, but she couldn't utter a word. It was as if someone was pinching her throat, making her feel suffocated and in pain.
Everything is different from the previous life.
In the previous life, the Song family had been unable to get a house for a long time, but in this life, the Song family was among the first to be allocated a big house, and also had a bed with such special meaning.
When she thought about how Song Zhanjin and Lin Wanjun would have to entangle on this bed countless times in the next two years, she felt so miserable that she was going crazy.
Lin Wanjun clearly saw the pain in Dong Yingying's eyes.
But she won't back down.
Even if the final ending is still that the hero and heroine live happily together, at the moment, she must protect her own rights and interests to the greatest extent.
So Lin Wanjun softened her body and snuggled in Song Zhanjin's arms.
"Why, Miss Dong, do you want to join too?"
She sneered.
"Although the bed is big, my heart is small. Unless Song Zhanjin divorces me one day, no woman can covet my husband!"
Song Zhanjin was displeased and gripped Lin Wanjun's slender waist as if as punishment.
"Divorce? What nonsense are you talking about!"
Dong Yingying gradually regained her composure.
She took a deep breath, looked at Lin Wanjun and said, "I'm not here to compete with you for a man, Lin Wanjun, I want to talk to you alone."
No matter how reluctant Song Zhanjin was, he could not resist Lin Wanjun's request and was kicked out.
Only Lin Wanjun and Dong Yingying were left in the room.
"That ring is not in the hands of your family at all!"
Dong Yingying went straight to the point and said, "The ring has been in your hands for a long time, right? You have discovered the secret of the ring, right?"
She looked into Lin Wanjun's eyes and said with certainty, "You are reborn, right?"
She raised this question and waited for Lin Wanjun's answer. She would definitely find a loophole in Lin Wanjun's specious arguments!
Lin Wanjun smiled with the corners of her mouth pulled.
"Yes, the ring is in my hands, and I know its secret. As for your rebirth..."
She tilted her head and thought for a moment before saying, "Yes, I was reborn too!"
After a pause, she looked at Dong Yingying and asked, "Do you know the secret of the ring? Tell me, are the secrets we discovered the same?"
Dong Yingying looked at Lin Wanjun's flashing eyes with burning gaze, and took a few steps back after a moment.
"You know nothing! You're deliberately deceiving me!"
Lin Wanjun took a few steps forward and approached aggressively.
"What do you mean I'm lying to you? I really do know the secret of the ring. Just tell me what you know first, and I'll tell you after you've finished speaking!"
Dong Yingying seemed to have made a judgment, and her expression became cold and disgusted.
"I won't tell you. Even if the ring is lost, it's better than it's in your hands!"
She turned and left, and Lin Wanjun continued chattering behind her.
"Hey, what do you mean by rebirth? Starting a new life? Hey! Dong, don't leave!"
Looking at Dong Yingying's hurriedly leaving back, Lin Wanjun curled up the corners of her mouth into a smile.
Hey, Miss Dong, you are still a little naive!
Just as I was about to go back and continue packing, I saw Wei Yifu approaching with a serious expression, holding a few food bags...
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