Sweet Water

The day before leaving, Song Shixia gave away all the favors for medicinal liquor, and the large wine jar at home was emptied. Her mother-in-law pulled her into the room mysteriously.

"This is a New Year's red envelope given to you in advance, and also money for buying medicinal wine. I can't let you give away favors for free."

Even though the money was in the envelope, she could feel the heavy weight in her hands.

"Mom, this is too much money."

The mother-in-law held her hand and said, "This is not too much. This is all the money you deserve. Ah Qing told me that you spent a lot of money on buying herbs and other miscellaneous expenses. This money is what you deserve."

Back in the room, Song Shixia opened the envelope. The New Year's money given by her mother-in-law was wrapped in red paper. She roughly estimated that it should be one thousand yuan. The largest denomination at that time was ten yuan, so the envelope looked very thick.

The rest was the money from selling wine and tea. She only discussed the price with Ji Weiqing before packaging them and handing them over to her mother-in-law. The final price would depend on the relationship between her mother-in-law and the other party. It was half a favor and half a sale. She didn't expect to sell them for more than two thousand.

Ji Weiqing was downstairs sorting out the large and small packages of gifts, which were all New Year gifts prepared by his parents for his mother-in-law's family.

Song Shixia was sitting on the bed counting money until his hands were tired. Professor Ji pushed the door open and glanced at him, "My mother gave me a thousand yuan as a New Year's gift!"

She understood what her mother-in-law meant. She and Professor Ji did not host a banquet for their wedding, nor did they receive any gifts when they met their parents. The New Year's greetings had changed, and the New Year's money was definitely not that much. She only gave her 1,000 yuan as compensation, which was equivalent to a gift for meeting her.

Professor Ji sat next to her and said, "It's so much. The last time my mother gave me money was to study abroad."

Song Shixia put the money under the pillow.

"Ah, who made me a homeless person?"

Ji Weiqing had nothing to say. A pot of medicinal wine she made was equivalent to his half-year salary. What kind of unemployed vagrant was she?

Song Shixia called her brother and made an appointment with him to meet at home on time tomorrow.

In winter, they slept in one quilt because Song Shixia was afraid of the cold, so she put two cotton quilts together to prevent wind from leaking in. She usually waited until Professor Ji warmed up his quilt before occupying his territory.

Ji Weiqing went from being confused and puzzled at the beginning to being able to skillfully move away to let her sleep on the heat source. Fortunately, she had a conscience and would take the initiative to hug him when she occupied his seat.

There was sufficient heating in the house, and Song Shixia tossed and turned in bed after taking a shower, feeling too hot.

"Why is the heater at my parents' house so hot, while ours is sometimes good and sometimes not." The New Year is almost here, and even the heater is glowing and hot so excitedly?

She was so hot that she got out of bed and drank water several times. She couldn't help but want to open the window to get some fresh air, but Professor Ji held her shoulders and she couldn't move.

"Don't move. The temperature will drop in the second half of the night. You'll catch a cold if you take off your clothes now."

Song Shixia twisted her body: "It's so hot, I feel like my mouth is going dry, I must be used to the heating in our house."

The heating in the house is actually an advantage now, at least it won’t be so hot that people can’t sleep.

Professor Ji slowly soothed her emotions: "Don't be anxious, calm down first. The more anxious you are, the hotter you will get."

Song Shixia gave up and hugged his waist: "I can't cool down, I want to blow the wind."

"Don't let the wind blow. You'll definitely catch a cold if you switch between hot and cold."

Listening to Professor Ji's nagging, Song Shixia lay motionless in his arms.

"Asleep?"

A muffled voice came from her chest: "No, it will cool down naturally if you calm down."

Ji Weiqing smiled helplessly and stroked her hair gently.

"It's good to calm down. The weather is cold at the end of the year. The heating is usually turned on very high before the New Year. You will get used to it next year."

Song Shixia rubbed his chest in anger.

"It's easy for you to say that. I feel like a fish on an iron plate. I can sprinkle seasoning on it just by turning it over."

Ji Weiqing restrained her movements: "Don't make a fuss, it's not that exaggerated, you will get used to it by the second half of the night."

Song Shixia turned over and sat on him.

"Today is the last day. Do you want to have some exchanges that are beneficial to your physical and mental health?"

Professor Ji didn't know if he really didn't understand or was pretending not to understand: "What do you mean by last day?"

Song Shixia leaned over and whispered in his ear: "It's the last day of the year. If you go back to my house, it will be the New Year."

Professor Ji unexpectedly turned over, swapped their positions before she could scream, and covered her mouth.

"Mom and Dad haven't slept yet."

Song Shixia stared at him with wide eyes. Don't think she doesn't know that her parents are in the living room and they don't live next door.

But she soon became speechless. Professor Ji was a man of his word, and he personally carried out what he had promised last time.

Song Shixia finally no longer needed to stay calm. Her thoughts flew to the sky, her whole soul was trembling, and broken sobs came out from between her fingers. The tears in the corners of her eyes were crystal clear and were gently kissed away by the man.

She turned her head away: "Don't kiss me."

Professor Ji's hot breath made her cheeks red.

"Good boy, it's sweet."

It was so embarrassing that Song Shixia put her arms over her eyes and didn't want to face him.

Professor Ji chuckled but did not let her go. He pried open her lips with gentle yet forceful movements.

Song Shixia rejected it subconsciously, but Professor Ji was laughing.

"Why do you dislike yourself so much?"

"It's so hot, get up now."

Professor Ji's kiss was lingering and passionate. The self-taught man finally surpassed his predecessor.

The senior Song Shixia was so dizzy from being kissed that he didn't care about cleanliness or disgust anymore, so now everyone was even.

In a daze, she heard Professor Ji say,

"Not dry at all, lots of water."

She was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. She must be dreaming.

The next morning, when Song Shixia went downstairs, she was stunned by the gifts piled up downstairs.

"Is this something for my family?"

Han Rong introduced cheerfully: "Our parents were supposed to meet this year, but your father and I couldn't go, so we had to make up for the delay to avoid gossip from your neighbors."

Song Shixia asked Professor Ji for help: "This is too much. There is no need for so many things. My parents can understand."

"They are all cheap food and clothing. They look expensive, but they don't cost much."

The total cost was at least more than two hundred yuan. Song Shixia felt overwhelmed just looking at it, but she couldn't resist her mother-in-law's enthusiasm, and finally the whole family helped her move it into the car.

She complained to Professor Ji in the car: "Why didn't you speak up for me? I brought so many things home. People who didn't know me would think I made a fortune outside."

Ji Weiqing paused while driving. "My parents and I picked these together. Mom said we should be careful the first time we come to your house. Then we won't burden you next year."

"Really? Then tell this to my parents. I'm afraid they will think I'm vain."

This is all the sin left by the original body. If the original body had left a better impression in front of her parents, she would have accepted these gifts with peace of mind and helped her parents to return the favors to her mother-in-law's family.

However, the original body's vanity was witnessed by the whole family. Only because Song Qiu Sheng had been away from home for a long time to make money and had been separated from his family for a long time, leaving only the filter of family affection, did they not think that her personality had changed a lot.

However, the scene where the original body quarreled with her parents about marrying Ji Weiqing was still vivid in Song Shixia's mind. Anyway, Song Shixia had not forgotten it, and this memory was engraved in her mind like a TV drama she had watched.

The story is about how the original person complained about her family being poor and the men her parents picked for her. Either they were from rich families but short and ugly, or they were good-looking but poor. In short, the original person found fault with the men her parents picked, and even felt that her parents wanted to sell her to her brother in exchange for a dowry. Although her brother was not old enough to get married, the original person was easily convinced by the women at the entrance of the village.

From Song Shixia's perspective, her parents were not optimistic about her marriage. She was lazy and stupid, and if she became a stepmother, she would be rejected sooner or later. If she brought back a lot of gifts, her parents would be terrified and think that she had cheated them from Professor Ji's house.

That's why she asked Professor Ji to explain to her parents in person that it was the New Year gift from the Ji family and compensation for not coming to the house.

Song Shixia was really surprised to see his brother driving a white pickup truck.

"Brother, are you selling this whole load of stuff on the road?"

"These are the New Year's goods I bought for my family. I bought a washing machine and a refrigerator so that my parents can show off in the brigade."

Song Shixia's mouth twitched: "Are you sure your parents won't scold you for wasting money? Can we use the refrigerator at home?"

She thought she was exaggerating by buying a rice cooker, but her brother just used his ultimate move.

Song Qiusheng wiped his hair and said, "Whether to use it or not is another matter. I can't bear to use it, so I'll just use it as a cupboard."

Only then did Song Shixia notice what her brother was wearing.

"Hey, my sister-in-law dressed you up."

Song Qiu Sheng wore a leather jacket with velvet inside and jeans. He had a well-proportioned body, was tall and strong, and had well-developed muscular muscles from his previous work as a laborer. He looked like a male model in this outfit, no wonder he won the heart of his rich sister-in-law.

Ahem, Song Shixia forced herself to stop imagining. Her brother was not the kind of person who would sell him out, but what could she do if she found this kind of CP a little exciting?

Song Qiu Sheng clicked his tongue and said, "What kind of look is that? You're looking at me like I'm meat on a stall."

Song Shixia smiled and said, "This is not the first time I see you dressed so fashionably. I am amazed by you."

"Don't come on, you must be dissatisfied with my dog ​​meat."

"Tsk, I'm your biological sister. How can I lie to you? You don't even believe the compliments from your biological sister. I'm disappointed in you."

"Oh, I'm just kidding. This is indeed the dress your sister-in-law picked for me. I wore it like this in G City before. Otherwise, how do you think she liked me?"

"Pfft, okay, okay, you are worthy of being my brother. Ahem, brother, we have too many things to put in. Can we put them in your car?"

Song Qiu Sheng thought her reaction was strange, but he didn't think much about it.

"Put it away. Why did you buy so many things? Your parents will definitely say you're a spendthrift. How about you speak for me and I'll speak for you."

Song Shixia gloated over the misfortune: "These are all New Year gifts and meeting gifts prepared by my mother-in-law for our family. This year she can't visit our family for the New Year, so she prepared all the gifts for visiting relatives. So you'd better hope you buy a refrigerator and a washing machine."

Unexpectedly, Song Qiusheng pinched his chin and thought: "I said that Yao Xue bought this as a gift for our parents. Do you think it's okay?"

Song Shixia couldn't help laughing: "Great, then everyone in the neighborhood will know that the eldest son of the Song family is a gigolo."

Song Qiusheng rolled his eyes at her and said, "I'm asking you a serious question."

Song Shixia held up her hands: "I am telling the truth. If you heard someone gave Dongdong a bicycle, what would your reaction be?"

Song Qiusheng said, "Forget it. I made a lot of money and bought home appliances for them. They have no reason to scold me."