Crisp Apple

Aunt Feng was obviously not convinced.

"What's wrong? You can't dig the ground with your hands while doing experiments!"

Professor Xie was speechless because it was obvious that this was not what he meant.

He had no choice but to change the subject.

"By the way, did Professor Ji really get married?"

"I've told you several times, we're already legally married. I even saw the marriage certificate!"

Professor Xie hesitated for a while.

"What do you think of Comrade Xiao Song?"

"She's pretty good. She's pretty and generous. She's not shy. She's not like those people who like to take advantage of others. I quite like being with her. She's pretty. I feel much better just looking at her."

Feng Lian was born in the countryside. She was illiterate and could not even write her own name. When Professor Xie went to the countryside for reform, her family saved his life, and he was willing to give his body to her. Becoming a professor's family member meant coming into contact with other professors' families. Other wives and mothers-in-law took advantage of their acquaintance with her to get free things from the canteen and warehouse. What could she do with the bottom line? She was not as good as Comrade Xiao Song who came from the countryside.

Feng Lian was the only child of the Feng family. Her mother died of illness. Her father wanted to find a live-in son-in-law for her, but it was not easy to find a live-in son-in-law in the village, especially one with a clean family background. So she wasted her time until she was over 20 years old and still didn't get married. Later, the father and daughter set their sights on Professor Xie, who was isolated and helpless.

Professor Xie felt hopeless at that time, as his biological parents had passed away, and he married Feng Lian out of despair. Later, when the college entrance examination was reinstated, his position was also reinstated. He did not imitate those educated youth who went to the countryside and abandoned their wives. The father and daughter of the Feng family were very kind to him, so he took Feng Lian back to the city. When they left, his father-in-law stated that he was no longer a live-in son-in-law, and the child could take his surname. The only requirement was that they should not bully Feng Lian.

Over the years, Feng Lian gave him a daughter and two sons. Even though there had been no romantic history between the two of them, they had already become each other's most dependent relatives.

Professor Xie shook his head.

"You, everyone you see is a good person. Comrade Xiao Song has so many advantages, why would she want to be someone else's stepmother?"

Feng Lian glared at him and said, "You drank a lot of the mushroom stewed chicken soup at night. Those were mushrooms that Xiao Song sent us. Dried mushrooms are so expensive. If you want to buy them, you have to ask for help."

Professor Xie said awkwardly, "Okay, I won't say anything. You were bribed after just meeting him once. What can I say?"

Feng Lian folded her clothes and said, "My nephew brought us some fish today. I'm going to give her two tomorrow. She gave me a lot of dried goods and apples. You even snatched half of Xiaoyu's apple. How can you snatch food from children all day?"

Professor Xie was embarrassed. "I didn't expect apples to be so delicious. Where did she buy them from? You can ask around and buy some. It's not like our family can't afford them."

Feng Lian rolled her eyes at him and said, "Do you think we don't spend money? Your salary plus mine is just enough, and we have to save some money for the children's tuition."

When it comes to family expenses, Professor Xie is overwhelmed: "Okay, okay, okay, you have a point, I will listen to you."

"I want to buy some apples, too. Comrade Xiao Song picked them herself in her hometown. Do you have the nerve to ask her for them?"

I'm really sorry.

When guests came to our house this afternoon, Feng Lian cut two apples into pieces and put them out, but she didn't expect that they were gone in the blink of an eye.

The remaining one was given to Xiaoyu by Xiao Song in the afternoon, but it was discovered by Lao Xie, who split it in half with the child.

Professor Xie sighed, "Oh, it's really a comparison. Professor Ji is a first-level professor at a young age, and he gets at least 300 yuan a month. When I get promoted to the fourth level with a salary of 200 yuan and a subsidy of 50 yuan, my family will be well-off."

Feng Lian comforted him: "It's amazing that you can become a professor at your age. Professor Ji is what you call a high IQ person. He is a talent hired by the school with a lot of money. If you want to keep such a talent, you must pay him enough."

Professor Xie was amused by her, "I'm sorry you've suffered so much by following me to the city."

Feng Lian glared at him: "You talk as if I'm enjoying a good life in the countryside. As long as our family is safe and sound, I don't feel any hardship."

"Since you said Xiao Song is a good comrade, then build a good relationship with her. If she sends apples to you from her hometown in the future, you can buy some from her and bring them back."

Feng Lian said helplessly: "Don't you hate flattery? You asked me to build good relationships with others just for an apple. Why do I feel like you have changed your mind when you said this?"

She didn't get to eat the apple, so she didn't know what the apple he had been thinking about tasted like. But no matter what it tasted like, was it worth it just for an apple?

Professor Xie's face turned red and he pulled the quilt over himself.

"Just treat it as if I farted."

Feng Lian was amused. "You, a cultured person, speak even more rudely than I do."

Feng Lian suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, didn't your principal introduce all the girls of his relatives and friends who were of the right age to Professor Ji? Why didn't they get married?"

Professor Xie said in a muffled voice: "None of the principal's nieces, cousins, and nephews were present. Professor Ji only went there twice. Those girls wanted to talk to him about literature, but Professor Ji said he only liked math. Then he stopped talking and just read a book, which made them cry."

"Tsk, Professor Ji is not kind to women at all. No wonder no one introduced him to other people. They all said he has a bad temper."

"For Professor Ji to be sympathetic to women? He would definitely be sympathetic to women if he bought important experimental equipment from above. I think he treats men and women the same. Mathematics and physics are his original wives."

Feng Lian was not happy to hear this and felt sorry for Comrade Xiao Song.

"Then let him sleep with math and physics books in his arms. Why bother getting married? Really."

"You're getting anxious again. Isn't this just a matter of fact? Go to bed quickly. You still have to send the kids to school tomorrow."

Song Shixia didn't know about the conversation happening next door. She and Ji Weiqing worked together to dig out a place to plant onions.

Song Shixia urgently needed a skilled farmer to help her dig up the soil in the yard.

"Let's go in. It's almost time to go to bed after digesting the food."

Ji Weiqing shook off the dirt on his hands. He didn't expect that digging was so relaxing. It made his mind empty and he didn't have to think about anything.

He followed her, taking one step deep and one step shallow, listening to her chatter.

When Song Shixia saw the Maotai liquor in the living room, she suddenly felt guilty.

Her eyes wandered: "Well, I used a bottle of wine to make fruit wine today."

Ji Weiqing didn't react. "Just use it. You have the right to dispose of anything in the house."

Song Shixia hesitated and gestured for him to look at the bottle of Maotai liquor on the tea table.

Ji Weiqing was speechless for a moment, and finally sighed helplessly.

"Just use this." She looked helpless and pitiful, and I couldn't say anything harsh to her.

Song Shixia heaved a sigh of relief. Even though she only used one bottle of Moutai, she actually invested several bottles of expensive liquor. How much fruit wine can be brewed from one bottle of Moutai?

I didn't expect him to be so generous and could get away with it so easily.

Ji Weiqing chose his words carefully, "Father likes Maotai, so please save a bottle for him." This was the biggest concession he had made.

Song Shixia didn't expect there would be a surprise.

Her eyes sparkled: "Then I'll give you a bottle when I'm done brewing."

"No, I don't drink much."

These bottles of wine seemed to be a favor from someone else; he was just helping to bring a student along.

Fortunately, he did not tell his father how many bottles of Moutai he had here, as his father was too old to drink too much.

Having been fooled by his story last night, Song Shixia must take his goal one step further tonight.

Ji Weiqing had just turned off the lights and lay down when his quilt was pulled back.

Song Shixia slipped into his arms with ease.

Ji Weiqing didn't know whether to push her away, but he was afraid of hurting her self-esteem if he refused, so his movements were as stiff as a piece of wood.

Finally, he reached out and patted her back gently as if to coax a child, "It's late, go to bed."

Song Shixia gritted her teeth secretly. She had taken the initiative, but he was able to sit back and do nothing. Could it be that this was the reason why the original author's marriage was unhappy?

She suddenly understood why the original body was always compared with Chen Jiao. They were both stepmothers, but Chen Jiao had a harmonious family and a loving relationship with her husband, while the original body didn't even have a married life. How could she not be devastated?

Song Shixia was determined to make the iron tree bloom.

She grabbed his collar and sniffed his neck like a puppy.

Ji Weiqing wanted to stop her but was afraid of accidentally touching her body, so he could only step back.

Song Shixia hooked her arm around his neck and whispered sweetly in his ear:

"If you go any further you'll fall."

"Boom."

Where Song Shixia couldn't see, Ji Weiqing's face and ears turned red.

His voice became hoarse: "I have to get up early tomorrow, let's do it another day."

"I don't want it. What you mean by 'someday' is Monday."

Ji Weiqing forcibly changed the topic.

"Eighth? How can there be an eighth?"

"Because there is no Monday, your suggestion of another day is just as good as nothing."

Song Shixia blew gently in his ear, and she could feel the hand on her waist holding her tightly.

"We are a legal couple, why don't you touch me?"

Ji Weiqing didn't know why, he seemed to have never had any idea about it. Even when he was a teenager, he only satisfied his curiosity by reading books and was not keen on this kind of thing.

"I...I'm not ready."

"Puchi."

Song Shixia couldn't help laughing out loud. She covered her stomach and laughed more and more loudly.

"I am obviously a girl, why do you act like a young wife?"

The more Song Shixia thought about it, the more he felt it made sense. Of course, every husband is being pressed by his wife in bed.

Seeing that his embarrassed look didn't seem to be fake, Song Shixia let him go.

Although I have no experience, I have read a lot of novels, TV series and movies in my life and learned a lot of things.

It's so hard to meet an ideal partner that suits your taste. At most, you can just train him/her slowly. It's quite exciting to think about it.

Ji Weiqing felt guilty: "I'm sorry, I haven't adapted to this kind of relationship yet."

Song Shixia leaned in close to him face to face.

"I won't force you, but you have to give me a good morning kiss and a good night kiss every day, okay?"

Ji Weiqing hesitated for a few seconds and felt that this was not very difficult.

"As you say."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a slight pain on his lips.

Song Shixia just wanted to kiss him, but she used too much force and accidentally bit him.

Ji Weiqing pinched the back of her neck and made her look into his eyes. Even though they couldn't see each other's faces at night, he still found the right place and stamped the document.

"Good night."

Song Shixia regretted that she shouldn't have let him go so quickly!

No matter how she made a fuss, she could only be held in his arms, and he couldn't take advantage of her even once.

Song Shixia fell asleep in a daze with resentment in her heart, but fortunately she was greeted with a morning kiss at dawn.

However, after she fell asleep, Ji Weiqing gently traced her lips.