Saliva Chicken

The mission was over. Ji Weiqing and his teacher and a group of people left the base. Many academicians came to see him off in person, asking him not to forget their requests.

After finally getting on the bus, the teacher did not forget to tease him.

"You are now famous. A bunch of academicians are waiting to establish a good relationship with you and buy fruit wine from you."

Ji Weiqing looked tired: "I can't make the decision. The fruit wine is her credit. I just helped to pass the message. I may not be able to make them get what they want."

Besides, how could fruit wine be related to improving health? He thought it was because of the addition of Moutai liquor. People deified the effect of the delicious liquor.

"Husband and wife are one. Tell her everything about this matter. I think your wife will definitely agree."

"Let's talk about it when we get back. I can't make the decision for her."

It has been more than half a month since she left the house. Ji Weiqing wondered how she was getting along with the children, and she felt a little bit of anticipation in her heart.

The dean shook his head helplessly. He didn't even know how to eat the food even when it was put in his mouth.

Han Rong found her husband playing chess next door.

"Stop playing and come with me to the market to buy some meat."

Ji Xueya was playing chess with his old friend and was reluctant to get up.

"Why buy meat? It's not New Year or any other festival, so we don't need to buy it."

Han Rong slapped him on the back.

"Your grandson misses you. Come with me to buy some meat."

Ji Xueya had no choice but to stand up and said, "Come on, let's stop here today. The old woman attacked me, let's fight another day, don't mess with me."

The neighbor waved his hand in disdain: "Do you think everyone will regret their move like you? Go away."

Ji Xueya followed his wife and complained,

"Why are you rushing me? Can't you just let me finish this game of chess?"

Han Rong glared at him fiercely: "Do you think it's just your grandson who misses you? Did you know that your son has married a daughter-in-law?"

Ji Xueya didn't believe it: "Whose son are you talking about?"

"Your son! Do you think I'm kidding you? Yangyang just called me and said there's no meat at home. I seriously suspect your son has done something bad outside. How can you still be in the mood to play chess?"

Ji Xueya hurried home.

"Come with me to buy groceries, why are you going home?"

"I'll change my pants and put on the ones with the belt."

Han Rong did not stop him. If the third brother really made a mistake, he would be beaten.

The girl next door came out of the house.

"Auntie, are you going to see Teacher Ji? I made a few pairs of insoles. Can you bring them to Teacher Ji and the children?"

Her face was full of earnestness, and Han Rong felt complicated.

Yu Fang is the same age as her son, and she watched him grow up. Last year, Yu Fang divorced and returned to her parents' home with her daughter. She had thought of bringing Yu Fang and the third brother together. When Yu Fang was young, she pursued the third brother, and Yang Yang and Yuan Yuan did not reject her, but the third brother was stubborn and no matter how she hinted, it was useless.

She originally wanted to wait until her two children got along well with Yu Fang's children before telling the third child directly, but who knew that the third child got married secretly without telling anyone.

Han Rong forced a smile and said, "Yes, Yang Yang said they have a new mother. I'm going to see if it's true."

Yu Fang was stunned in place, but she quickly reacted.

"Congratulations, Auntie. Now you don't have to worry."

Han Rong did not accept anything from Yu Fang, she almost made it clear. Yu Fang was a good girl, but unfortunately she had no fate with her son.

After buying groceries, the couple took a bus to Yenching University.

Song Shixia was pedaling a sewing machine to sew a skirt for herself, and she didn't know that her parents-in-law were on the way carrying a pile of meat.

Ji Yang was playing with building blocks absent-mindedly and he kept looking out the window from time to time.

Ji Yuan followed curiously and asked, "Brother, what are you looking at?"

Ji Yang covered his brother's mouth: "Keep your voice down, I called grandma, and she sent us some meat today."

Ji Yuan was puzzled: "Why do you have to keep your voice down?"

Ji Yang carefully analyzed the situation for his brother.

"Today's lunch was all vegetable leaves. I heard my uncle say that raising us was a waste of money. He cooked meat for us every day and we couldn't afford it anymore. Dad hasn't come back yet, so we can only ask grandma to send us some meat."

Ji Yuan rubbed his stomach and said, "Leaves are not as delicious as meat."

Ji Yang felt the same way: "Only rabbits eat vegetable leaves. We are tigers, and tigers need to eat meat every day."

"Yes! Eat meat every day!"

When Song Qiu Sheng passed by the living room, his mouth twitched when he heard the two little guys talking about wanting to eat meat. They are indeed a family.

Han Rong was very confident all the way, but suddenly became nervous when she reached the door.

"I'm a little scared, why don't you come knock on the door." I don't know how her son got the wife, I hope he didn't go down the path of breaking the law.

Ji Xueya insisted: "What are you afraid of? Just knock on the door. There is no monster in the yard."

“Chuckle, chuckle.”

Just as he finished speaking, the sound of an old hen laying eggs was heard in the yard, and the couple was startled.

Han Rong took a step back and asked, "Are we in the right place?"

"It can't be wrong, Principal Hu's house is right next door!"

Is she dreaming?

Ji Weiqing was able to get married and still raise chickens at home?

This is her son?!

Song Qiu Sheng leaned against the door and said, "Your vegetarian lunch has caused public outrage. The two kids said that only rabbits eat vegetables, and they all want to eat meat."

Song Shixia didn't even turn around: "Aren't you tired of eating meat every day?"

"Tsk, you may be a city dweller who is used to it. Go to the village and ask, who would not like to eat meat every day if they have the conditions?"

Just as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

Song Shixia stood up: "Who's here?"

Song Qiu Sheng crossed his arms and said, "How would I know? You'll know if you go out and take a look."

When Song Shixia went out to open the door, Aunt Feng just came home from get off work.

Seeing someone at Comrade Xiao Song's door, she approached him in confusion.

"Are you Professor Ji's parents?"

"Yes, you are the wife of Professor Xie next door!"

Aunt Feng said quickly, "Just call me Xiao Feng. Professor Ji is out on a business trip. You should knock on the door louder. Comrade Xiao Song probably won't hear it at home."

"Comrade Xiao Song? Xiao Feng, do you know Xiao Song too?"

Aunt Feng finally realized what was wrong.

Not many people know about Professor Ji’s marriage. Could it be that he didn’t even inform his family?

"Comrade Xiao Song is a good girl, especially her cooking skills. You will definitely be very satisfied when you meet her."

Aunt Feng mentioned: "Comrade Xiao Song's brother recently came from the countryside to visit her, and he should be at home now."

Han Rong and her husband looked at each other.

The door was opened a crack from the inside.

"You are..."

Feng Lian reminded her loudly: "Comrade Xiao Song, why don't you welcome them in quickly? These are Professor Ji's parents."

Song Shixia quickly opened the door.

"Uncle and aunt, please come in."

Han Rong secretly observed the wife that the third brother married. It was no wonder that the third brother suddenly wanted to get married to such a beautiful girl.

She couldn't help but ask, "Comrade Xiao Song, how did you get to know Ji Weiqing?"

"Hello, Auntie. My name is Song Shixia. I met Mr. Ji at a blind date."

Han Rong gritted her teeth and said, "Little girl, don't mind if I ask you something. Did you know that he had a child before you married him?"

Song Shixia bit her lower lip and pretended to be a weak little white flower: "Auntie, I know, he said at the beginning that he had two children. I think Teacher Ji is a very responsible man. You don't have to worry about whether I was deceived."

Han Rong breathed a sigh of relief, but why did Xiao Song look a bit deceptive? Fortunately, the third brother was not a bad person.

She was especially tolerant to the delicate little girl: "Good girl, he didn't tell us in advance that you two were getting married, so we didn't have time to prepare a wedding gift for you today. When he comes back and takes you to introduce you to the family, your uncle...your father and I will give you the wedding gift." She originally thought she was going to come and beat her son today, but she didn't expect it to be a misunderstanding.

Song Shixia showed surprise on her face, which made Han Rong pity her even more.

"I heard from Xiao Feng that your brother came to see you too."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qiu Sheng came out from the main room.

"Why did it take you so long to open the door?"

Song Shixia reminded loudly: "Brother, these are my husband's parents."

Song Qiu Sheng quickly put away his carefree attitude.

"Hello, uncle and aunt, I am Song Shixia's brother, my name is Song Qiusheng."

Han Rong smiled and said, "Hello, Comrade Qiu Sheng."

Song Shixia and her brother helped carry the things to the living room.

Han Rong and her husband walked slowly in the yard.

"The house has changed a lot. There is a vegetable patch in the yard. Xiao Song is very kind. The pavilion should be built by her brother. What do you think that bulge is?"

Ji Xueya said nothing.

Han Rong pushed him and said, "I'm asking you a question, what are you thinking about?"

"I was wondering, is it because of looks that our son has not married yet?"

"Go, how can you say that about your own son? Besides, don't you like good-looking things?"

Ji Xueya nodded seriously: "You are right. When I first went to the hospital, I fell in love with you at first sight. You are so heroic and I thought of Mu Guiying."

Han Rong didn't listen carefully, but pointed at the chicken coop at the door.

"Look, he has a hen and ducklings. Xiao Song is indeed a good kid who knows how to live."

Ji Xueya said in a muffled voice: "It seems that all the girls you introduced to your son before were wrong. The third son likes girls who are good-looking and know how to live."

"It's wrong, it's wrong. It's good for him to find the right one himself, so as to avoid conflicts in the future if I find him someone he doesn't like."

Han Rong said and quickly followed.

Song Qiu Sheng whispered, "Why did your mother-in-law bring so much meat when she came to visit? It was as if she was afraid that you would have nothing to eat."

"You should say less. It would be bad if someone heard you."

Song Qiu Sheng just shut up.

Ji Yang and Ji Yuan stared at their uncle and mother as they entered the house.

Ji Yuan was the first to lose control: "Wow! So much meat!"

Ji Yang didn't say anything, but his whole face was red, and it seemed that he was very excited.

"Is it that serious? I didn't cook meat for lunch today, and you two are so hungry."

Ji Yuan put on a tiger hat and said: "I am a little tiger, and tigers need to eat meat."

Song Shixia rubbed his hat.

Fortunately, her mother made tiger hats for the children according to the season, and they were not as thick as the winter styles. Otherwise, the two kids would have gotten prickly heat from wearing them every day.

Han Rong felt worried when she entered the room and heard that the child wanted to eat meat.

"Do you think the third brother didn't hand over his salary after marrying Xiao Song?"

Ji Xueya was equally skeptical: "It's very likely."

"How about I stay here for a few days? I'll go back after my son comes back. Otherwise, I'm afraid my mother and I won't have anything to eat. How could I raise such a stingy son?"

Ji Xueya thought for a moment and said, "Then you stay and help. I'll go back tomorrow."

Song Shixia didn't know that her parents-in-law had already regarded her and the children as poor little people who had no food to eat, and her mother-in-law misunderstood that Ji Weiqing was the root cause of all this.

Han Rong looked around the living room. It didn't change much from before, but it gave people a very warm feeling.

She became more and more satisfied with her daughter-in-law. She was well-looking and knew how to manage her life. Both children liked her, which showed that she was a good person too.

Ji Yang ran to his grandmother and said, "Grandpa and grandma, I miss you."

Ji Yuan also rushed into grandpa's arms like a little cannonball.

Han Rong teased them: "If you miss us, why don't you go back to see me and Grandpa?"

Ji Yang lowered his head and rubbed his hands: "Then she will be alone at home. She is more timid than me and needs me and my brother to accompany her when she goes to bed."

Ji Yuan criticized him: "It's obviously mom's cooking that's delicious, but brother can't bear to eat it."

Seeing the two children getting along well with their new mother, Han Rong and her husband felt relieved. The second time she heard about her daughter-in-law's delicious cooking, she was curious about how delicious it was.

Song Shixia sorted the vegetables and put them into the refrigerator. The refrigerator was filled with the meat that her mother-in-law brought, and there were two freshly slaughtered chickens dripping with blood.

Song Qiu Sheng came out carrying a kettle of water.

"I'll make you two a cup of tea. My sister used to go to the mountains often and always brought back strange things. This wild mountain tea is quite delicious."

Song Shixia poked her head out of the kitchen and said, "The camellia trees were cut down by our villagers for firewood. This is the last bit I have."

Song Qiusheng greeted the elders with a smile.

"It seems that this is the only chance we can take advantage of."

Ji Xueya was quite knowledgeable about tea leaves. He could not identify the varieties of wild tea, so he developed a strong interest in it.

Pour hot water into the glass, and the tea leaves at the bottom of the cup will float away with the addition of hot water, and the refreshing tea fragrance will swirl around you.

Ji Xueya was immersed in the aroma of tea just by smelling it: "Good tea!"

Han Rong didn't know much about tea, but she knew that the good tea praised by her husband was usually not cheap.

"This is the tea leaves that Xiao Song picked. You can keep it for yourself. Why did you specially bring it to us?"

Song Qiu Sheng put down the kettle.

"Look at what you said. We are all family. There is no need to distinguish between you and me."

Han Rong thought Song Qiu Sheng was interesting and smart, and if he was unemployed, she could recruit him into the company.

"What do you do?"

"After the reform and opening up, I went out to do some small business with others. Now I am going back to my hometown to see if there is any suitable job."

Han Rong was surprised: "Wow, it seems you have been to a big city!"

Song Qiu Sheng shook his head: "I guess so."

Ji Xueya glanced at him and said to his wife, "This young man has a promising future. Forget about your company. Since he has the courage to go abroad to start his own business, he has never thought about working as a latte artist."

Han Rong asked him unwillingly, "Our unit is looking for a logistics support worker. Are you interested?"

"Thank you Auntie for thinking of me, but I want to find a challenging job and try to start my own business in the future."

Ji Xueya had been a leader, so he was not surprised by this.

"The fact that young people are ambitious shows that the times are progressing and not all young people want a stable job."

Song Shixia came out of the kitchen.

"Mom and Dad, you brought so much meat that there's no room for it at home."

Han Rong smiled and said, "It's inconvenient for you to buy meat here. If you want to buy something, you can't choose. Your father and I will buy some for you outside and bring it over so you don't have to go to the city anymore."

Song Shixia sighed, wondering how long it would take to eat so much meat.

Ji Yang gave the old man an apple.

"Grandpa and grandma eat apples."

Han Rong held him in her arms: "Yangyang is really sensible. Grandma will peel apples for you."

"I don't eat apples. My brother and I eat apples every day."

Ji Xueya took the apple and took a bite without peeling it.

"Where did you buy the apples? They are so crisp and sweet."

He thought of the strawberries he had eaten before, but could never buy them again.

Song Shixia answered again using the excuse of trying to fool his brother, and Ji Xueya felt very regretful.

"Last time, a young man sent strawberries to your mother. The strawberries were juicy and sweet. Unfortunately, I heard that the owner of the strawberry shop was from another place. He went back to his hometown to farm after selling them once."

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

As expected, that person was her. It seems that I have to go somewhere farther away next time to sell fruit.

"Dad, if you want to eat strawberries, I'll buy you some tomorrow."

Ji Xueya didn't feel comfortable accepting things from his daughter-in-law, especially since his son's family couldn't even afford meat.

"I'm just complaining. Your apple is good. I'll eat one more to make up for the strawberry."

Ji Yuan held the apple and gave it to his uncle.

"Uncle eats apples."

Song Qiusheng was surprised. He held his little nephew in his arms and sat down.

"Why did you think of giving me an apple?"

Ji Yuan answered seriously: "Everyone has apples, only my uncle doesn't have one."

Song Shixia was holding an apple in her hand and peeling it for her mother-in-law, but Song Qiu Sheng was sitting there with nothing in his hands.

Han Rong smiled and said, "They say that nephews love their uncles very much. Yuanyuan has a really good relationship with his uncle."

The family was having a great time together. Zhang Wanqing, who lived next door, heard Feng Lian tell her that Professor Ji's parents had come over.

Zhang Wanqing slapped her forehead and said, "Look at my memory. How could I have completely forgotten about this matter? I told Professor Ji's parents to let them know a while ago. Old Hu is really something."

Feng Lian was worried that Song Shixia would not be able to deal with her parents-in-law.

"Please Secretary Zhang, please go to the next door to take a look. It's not easy for me, an outsider, to go there. You know Professor Ji's parents. We all know what kind of person Comrade Xiao Song is, but Professor Ji's parents don't. I would like to ask you to help put in a good word for Comrade Xiao Song."

Zhang Wanqing was happy: "It seems that you and Xiaoxia have become good friends. But don't worry, Lao Han and Lao Ji are not the kind of people who would make things difficult for others. They are very happy about Professor Ji's marriage. Even if they are angry, they are angry at Professor Ji for hiding his marriage, not Comrade Xiaoxia."

Having said that, Zhang Wanqing still agreed to Feng Lian's request and went to the next door to find out the truth.

The main reason was that she also had a lot to talk about with Han Rong.

Principal Hu is reading the newspaper at home.

"Would you like to go next door?"

He took off his glasses and said, "Why did you suddenly go to visit the next door? Xiao Xia is so enthusiastic, don't bring back big and small bowls. What will the comrades who don't know think of you if they see you?"

"Think what you want. Comrade Xiao Xia treated us warmly and generously. You're talking as if you don't like the food."

Both husband and wife are busy with work, even busier than Feng Lian and Professor Xie. They basically don't cook at home and eat in the cafeteria.

Zhang Wanqing added: "By the way, Professor Ji's parents are here, so I went to take a look."

Principal Hu put down the newspaper and said, "Old Ji is here too. I'll go take a look too."

Zhang Wanqing smiled and said, "Do you feel like you've forgotten something?"

Principal Hu was puzzled: "How would I know what I forgot if you don't tell me?"

Okay, forget it completely.

Song Shixia was discussing with her mother-in-law in the kitchen what to cook in the evening. Her mother-in-law wanted to cook herself, so Song Shixia helped her.

Finally, my mother-in-law decided to make chicken soup and then stir-fry the chicken.

With her mother-in-law in charge, Song Shixia had nothing to do after helping to cut potatoes and radishes.

Put the chicken in cold water and add the ingredients for stewing soup. My mother-in-law added a whole pot of water in one go.

Song Shixia suspected that the chicken soup would have to last for two or three days.

There was another knock on the door, and she thought it was Aunt Feng.

At the door were Zhang Wanqing and Principal Hu.

"Secretary Zhang, Principal Hu, why are you here?"

Zhang Wanqing held Song Shixia's hand.

"I know your mother-in-law. Lao Hu and your father-in-law were classmates. I came over to visit."

What a coincidence.

Song Shixia led the guests into the house.

"Mom, Secretary Zhang and Principal Hu are here."

Ji Xueya was teaching his two kids to paint. All three of them were soul painters, and everyone thought they painted very well.

Song Shixia thought that with her mediocre skills, she could easily win the championship in the three-person painting competition.

Ji Xueya put down his pen and said, "Grandpa is going to entertain the guests. You two continue."

Ji Yang suddenly provoked him from behind: "Grandpa must be trying to cheat."

Ji Yuan added, "Grandpa is trying to cheat!"

Ji Xueya turned around and smiled awkwardly: "How can that be called cheating! If I win and you two start crying, I will still have to comfort you."

Ji Yang ran out of the study with the paintings of three people and went downstairs with a "thump thump" sound.

"Grandpa Hu, which painting do you think is the best?"

Principal Hu carefully considered the three paintings and found them all equally ugly. If he had to choose, he would choose the monkey on the edge.

"This monkey is quite interesting."

Ji Yang was unhappy: "This is obviously a big peach on the tree."

"Really? It seems that our Yangyang will become an abstract painter in the future."

Song Shixia happened to hear these words. Principal Hu is indeed a cultured person and he really knows how to praise children.

There were guests at home, and Song Shixia asked her mother-in-law to reminisce with Secretary Zhang while she took care of the kitchen.

Han Rong was very embarrassed.

"I'll be back in a few words."

"You haven't seen your friends for a long time, don't worry, I'm here in the kitchen."

Han Rong wiped her hands, took off her apron and hung it on the door.

"Wanqing, why didn't you and Lao Hu tell us about such a big thing?"

Song Qiu Sheng slipped into the kitchen.

"Who is the neighbor in the living room? Why do I hear your mother-in-law calling him the principal?"

"It's the president. The president of Yenching University lives next door to me. I thought you knew where you went every day."

Song Qiu Sheng didn't know what to say.

"I think you should finish high school. You are surrounded by educated people. Don't you feel like you don't fit in?"

"I don't think so. They don't talk to me about literature."

Song Qiusheng thought for a moment and said, "What if you and your brother-in-law have nothing in common to talk about?"

"Brother, he's a university teacher with a high level of education. Even if I've just graduated from high school, I still have nothing to talk about with him."

"Besides, Mr. Ji and I are married and living together, not his student. Even if I go to college, I may not have common topics with him."

Song Qiu Sheng was influenced by big cities, where young people fall in love freely and break up if they are not suitable. Young people pursue common topics and feelings. He feels very disappointed with his sister for her lack of progress.

"I can't convince you. You can't cook at home every day."

Song Shixia deliberately teased her brother: "Why can't I cook at home? Working women are the most glorious. I don't lie down all day."

Song Qiu Sheng didn't even catch his breath.

"You are really my dear sister. Others who have moved to big cities are eager to make themselves more outstanding. But you are so good, staying at home and cooking every day, turning yourself into a yellow-faced woman. What will you get when you are old and ugly?"

Song Shixia stopped joking and said, "Brother, I was just joking with you, why are you so angry?"

Song Qiu Sheng had nothing to say to her.

"I told you that you are a fool with good fortune, but you insisted that it was not the case."

Song Shixia explained again: "I don't want to work now because I haven't adapted to the city yet. You have to give me time to adapt, right? Cooking is just my hobby. Who likes to go into the kitchen every day for no reason?"

Song Qiu Sheng was half-believing and half-doubting, thinking she was fooling him.

"You are really my brother. If you don't even trust your own sister, why don't you trust the passers-by on the street?"

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's that I think what you said before is too true. It's hard for me not to suspect that you want to live a life of idleness and wait for death."

Song Shixia just jokingly talked about her original life as a housewife at home.

"If you don't believe me, forget it. Just wait and see my rapid rise to prominence."

Song Qiusheng smiled and said, "If you can become successful, I will be the richest man."

Song Shixia did not forget to take advantage of the situation: "If you become the richest man, remember to give me a car."

Song Qiusheng joked: "Okay, if that day comes, I'll even give you ten."

The brother and sister argued with each other, and neither of them won.

My mother-in-law only cooked one dish, a chicken, which was enough for several people in the family. If there were guests coming to the house, she would have to add two more dishes.

The chicken was quite fat, so Song Shixia cut the hen in half to make a mouth-watering chicken. She saw potatoes in the kitchen, so she made another portion of dry-pot potato chips.

Mouth-watering chicken is a cold dish that is very easy to prepare. Boil the chicken, rinse it with cold water, tear it into even long strips, pour red oil and sauce on it, sprinkle with chopped green onions and you're done.

To make dry pot potato chips, fry the potatoes until both sides are golden brown, then pour the prepared side dishes into the pot and stir-fry until fragrant. Song Shixia pours the remaining pork fat residue from boiling pork fat into the pot, stir-fry the mixture a few times and serve.

Han Rong was chatting with Zhang Wanqing when they both suddenly stopped.

A strange aroma wafted from the kitchen to the living room.

"You know what I envy the most? Your son married a daughter-in-law who can cook. I came here to eat twice and I couldn't forget it after eating."

Lao Hu sniffed.

"It smells so good. It's a bit of a pain to live next door to you. Fortunately, we don't go home until the evening."

Han Rong felt a sense of pride as she listened to her good friend praising her daughter-in-law.

"Oh, it's not as good as you say. I'll go to the kitchen and take a look."

Han Rong came to the kitchen and Song Shixia just turned off the gas stove.

"Mom, it's time to eat."

Han Rong was dumbfounded: "You finished the meal so quickly?"

"I trained myself by cooking for my family in the countryside."

Han Rong felt distressed: "There is a cafeteria in the school. If you don't have time to cook, take the children to the cafeteria to eat. I'm really worried that you can't lift a shovel with your thin arms and legs."

This is a bit exaggerated, but the meaning of the mother-in-law's words seems to be that she doesn't know that Ji Weiqing wants to find a full-time wife.

"Thank you for being considerate of me, Mom. Let's serve the dishes first so the guests don't have to wait any longer."

Han Rong poked her head out: "What did you cook?"

Song Shixia made way: "Mom, didn't you want to cook the chicken soup again? I made chicken nuggets with potatoes and chicken, and a plate of dry potatoes."

Han Rong took a look at the portions and thought these three dishes were enough for the whole room.

Ji Yang's little eyes never left the kitchen door. Grandma brought a lot of meat today, so we can eat meat at home again.

He secretly decided that if he couldn't afford meat in the future, he would call his grandmother and not let her suffer at home. His younger brother liked her and wanted her to be their mother forever.

Seeing the big plate of chicken, Ji Yang got off the sofa.

When Ji Xueya saw this scene, it was like a child staring at meat.

Ji Xueya wondered to himself, how much money should he leave when he leaves tomorrow?

Xiao Li came to pick someone up. He didn’t know if it was his illusion, but Professor Ji seemed to be thinner than before.

Ji Weiqing got out of the car and took a deep breath. This was probably because he was homesick.

He patted the door.

There was no response in the yard, but the lights in the house were on.

He went to the next door and knocked on the door, but Professor Xie's family also had the lights on and no one responded.

What day is today? Why is everyone not at home?

Ji Weiqing opened the suitcase at the door of his house and took out the key.

When he got closer, he realized that it was not that no one was home, but that there were so many guests that he could not hear anything at the door.

The noise of the children in the living room drowned out the sound of his knock on the door.

He saw her chatting and laughing with a strange man through the window, and he felt uncomfortable for no reason.

Ji Weiqing pushed the door open and walked in. In an instant, the living room became quiet. Perhaps no one expected him to come back suddenly.

Song Shixia saw that he was stunned, but the kid reacted quickly.

"dad!"

Ji Yuan hugged his thigh, and Ji Yang followed closely and hugged the other thigh.

Song Shixia couldn't help laughing when she saw this scene. This scene was probably called "lifting every step".

He looked straight at her: "I'm back."

Song Shixia helped him take the suitcase.

"Thank you for your hard work. Are you hungry?"

Ji Weiqing held her hand and said, "The suitcase is a bit heavy, I'll carry it."

Han Rong reacted the slowest because she couldn't believe that this was her son. Her son actually took the initiative to hold his daughter-in-law's hand?!

She always thought that the third child might have become stupid because of reading too much. He liked holding books since he was a child, and it became even more serious when he grew up. He had almost no other hobbies except studying and reading.

When she introduced him to a girl, he said he wanted to spend his whole life studying mathematics, which made her so angry that she wanted to sever her mother-son relationship with him.

She had no hope, but still got unexpected surprises, and surprises one after another.

Han Rong did not call her son. There were still many opportunities for the mother and son to reminisce about the past, but the young couple were like newlyweds after a long separation, so she did not disturb them.

Maybe within a year or two, Yuanyuan will have a younger brother or sister.

Song Shixia was surprised by his initiative. Could it be that this man had come to his senses after being away on business for most of the month?

"Who is the man downstairs?"

"You mean my brother?"

Ji Weiqing frowned in confusion: "You still have a brother?"

Song Shixia said unhappily: "I have an older sister and a older brother, and you don't care about me at all."

Ji Weiqing felt ashamed of his misunderstanding.

"Sorry, I'll change it."

"Really?" She was just being cunning on purpose, and it seemed to be quite useful to this man.

Ji Weiqing answered seriously: "We are husband and wife, and your relatives are also my family."

I thought this guy had finally come to his senses, but I was so happy for nothing.

"Why did you bring me up here?"

Ji Weiqing was stunned, and he subconsciously held her hand.

He immediately apologized: "I'm sorry."

When he was about to let go, Song Shixia forcefully clasped her fingers with his and stared at him.

"You don't have to say sorry. You said we are husband and wife. Isn't it normal for husband and wife to hold hands?"

Ji Weiqing fled with his suitcase, probably going to the study to store his information.

Song Shixia helped him find his pajamas.

"I guess the first thing you do when you get home is take a shower."

Ji Weiqing said awkwardly, "Thank you."

Song Shixia stared at his back. Why did he act like a lamb when facing her?

Song Shixia didn't stay upstairs for too long.

Han Rong quickly asked, "Where are the others?"

"He's taking a bath."

Aunt Feng took her children and said goodbye.

"Professor Ji is back, so I won't bother you anymore."

"How can you call it a nuisance? Did you learn a new word from Professor Xie?"

Aunt Feng felt embarrassed: "It sounds educated, so I learned it and put it into practice."

Song Shixia supports her study very much: "Learn until you are old, and it is never too late to learn."

Song Qiu Sheng lived on the first floor and felt jealous when he saw her.

"I heard your neighbor call him Professor Ji, and you lied to me that you were a university teacher."

Song Shixia had no choice but to explain patiently: "I didn't mean to not tell you. The less you know, the better. Do you understand the value of being a professor at Yenching University?"

Song Qiu Sheng assured carefully: "I didn't think it through. When I get back, I will say that your man is a university teacher and I won't mention anything about professor."

"Thank you, brother. You must protect yourself outside." Song Shixia remembered that there were many spies at that time, and no one knew whether he would encounter them.

Ever since grandma came to stay temporarily, Ji Yang and Ji Yuan have been struggling every day over whether to sleep with mom or grandma tonight.

But tonight they don't have to worry about it, because Dad has come home and occupied the big bed, so they can only sleep with grandma.

When Song Shixia came out of the shower, Ji Weiqing was already sitting on the bed reading a book.

"Don't you feel bored reading every day?"

"Fortunately, I like reading."

Song Shixia turned her back to him and wiped her hair: "My brother lives in the room on the first floor. Those big boxes are piled in the corner."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you don't throw it away."

What kind of person do you think she is? Even the most uneducated person knows how important books are.

Song Shixia was sulking alone, and Ji Weiqing was quick to sense that something was wrong in the atmosphere and could not concentrate on reading a single word.

"I mean, as long as you don't throw the book out, you can do whatever you want with it."

Song Shixia didn't want to pay attention to him: "Oh."

Ji Weiqing was at a loss: "I'm sorry, I made you angry again."

Song Shixia said sarcastically: "It's okay. When a woman gets angry, it's just breast hyperplasia. If it's more serious, it's breast cancer, and you'll be a widow."

Ji Weiqing suddenly got out of bed and took the towel from her hand.

"I'll wipe it for you."

During the Song Dynasty, Xia implemented the "Three No's" policy: ignore, neglect and look.

Ji Weiqing patiently wiped her hair, thought for a moment, and took the initiative to talk about this business trip.

"The teacher ate most of the buns you brought me. When we got to the base, he was still craving for tofu buns, and he was not satisfied with the buns made in the cafeteria."

The corners of Song Shixia's lips curled up slightly.

"My teacher took away most of my tea. He said that drinking tea can improve your health, but that was just an excuse."

"I didn't drink much of the fruit wine you brought me. My colleagues drank it all, not even leaving a drop. They even wanted to buy from you. I think they just like to drink Maotai."

Sure enough, people with vision are still the majority, and Ji Weiqing is one of those who lack vision.

Song Shixia pretended to be awkward and said, "Why does your colleague want to buy my wine?" She had made a lot of fruit wine, so it was not a bad idea to do a favor.

"They say fruit wine can promote hair growth, others say drinking it will stop you from sweating when you fall asleep, and there are even more outrageous claims that you probably won't believe."

No, she does.

In her previous life, she was in the tea business and relied on her tea's ability to soothe the mind and effectively prevent high blood pressure and geriatric diseases, and she was able to carve out a path in the high-end tea circle.

Of course, it is a preventive measure, and it certainly has no curative effect.

For example, the customer's body is like a dilapidated building. Drinking tea will prevent the building from being blown down by the wind. No matter how dilapidated the interior is, it will remain the same.

However, the effect of curing hair loss is a random event, and the cure of various minor illnesses is also a random event. Song Shixia thinks this may be related to physical constitution.

She has treated many patients with premature baldness, and in the end, they never grew any hair back.

However, Lingquan Water does have an unspeakable effect. Especially for men with poor health, it can help them regain their confidence as men.

Song Shixia heard this by accident, but she didn't know the specific effect.

"How much do your colleagues want? I have made a lot of fruit wine so that it can be more evenly distributed. How is your relationship?" She charged according to the closeness of their relationship.

“They took good care of me and often took me with them to participate in research discussions.”

The more Song Shixia listened, the more he felt something was wrong. Ji Weiqing was already a professor, so why was he still speaking like a student?

“How old is your colleague?”

“Some are in their 50s and 60s.”

Song Shixia: ...

If nothing unexpected happens, something unexpected will happen.

At this time, people in their fifties or sixties were still ranked higher than professors, so their status was self-evident.

Song Shixia was a little hesitant: "Are your colleagues important?"

“Very important.”

"Tell me again what they want the wine to cure?"

Ji Weiqing repeated it.

Song Shixia breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. They were all minor ailments and could indeed be cured using fruit wine or medicinal wine as an excuse.

Since he is a national treasure, Song Shixia decided to help him.

"Do they just need fruit wine? I can make medicinal wine, so that you don't have to take it orally, you can just apply it wherever you feel uncomfortable."

Ji Weiqing said without hesitation: "Medicinal wine."

"Okay, I'll write down the ingredients and you can prepare them for me, and I can make it at home."

It is safest to make medicinal wine. After all, so many medicinal materials are placed in one jar. You can just soak whatever medicinal materials you want to supplement. Even if it does not take effect, people will think that there are enough medicinal materials.

The most important ingredient for Song Shixia to make medicinal wine is Lingquan water, which can enable the medicinal materials to exert 80% of their effect.

The topic shifted unconsciously, and Song Shixia's hair was almost dry.

"Are you still angry?"

Song Shixia blinked and said, "Wait until I wake up."

We haven't slept together for more than half a month and I'm still a little uncomfortable.

Ji Weiqing heard a rustling sound under the quilt, and then Song Shixia's hands were restrained by him.

Before she pretended to resist, something cool touched her lips.

"Good morning kiss I owe you."

Song Shixia bit his lower lip: "Why is your mouth so cold?"

Her original intention was to tease him, but she didn't expect that she would end up losing more than she gained, as he pinched her chin and approached her.

Song Shixia felt in her heart that he would not take the initiative, but she didn't expect that this man would suddenly get a nerve and kiss her lightly on the lips.

This scene is probably a clip from a Chinese drama, which focuses on pure love and beauty, regardless of the life and death of the party. As an old driver in thought, Song Shixia's mind is full of scenes from American dramas, first this and then that, and then jump to the next morning.

Their breaths intertwined, and Song Shixia felt that she was about to turn into a fish dying of thirst. It would be better to kill him or torment him to death than to be kissed by him endlessly.

When his restraints were slightly relaxed, Song Shixia broke free and the emancipated peasant slaves began to sing.

"You really know how to torture people."

She held Ji Weiqing's face, ignored his dark and deep gaze, and moved closer to him, teaching him personally what a kiss was.

My dears, I am late! I have to tell you that I will be posting on Monday next week, and the update will probably be after 11:30 pm, so please don't wait during the day.