"This lady, please have some self-respect. I have a wife, and I won't have an affair with you. Don't bother me again, or don't blame me for spreading this around. You'll be the one who loses face." He Tingchuan's eyes were filled with disgust.
Feng Qianqian was furious at being rebuffed again, her face turning green with anger: "He Tingchuan, I really just wanted to apologize for what happened last time, have you misunderstood me?"
"You know perfectly well whether it's a misunderstanding or not." He Tingchuan strode away, not even sparing her a second glance.
He Tingchuan did not go home, but went to the political commissar's residence.
It wasn't good to bother people so late at night, so He Tingchuan didn't want to trouble them to stay overnight. When he saw the political commissar who was about to go to sleep, he explained his purpose: "Political Commissar, when is that Feng Qianqian going to get out of here? That woman seems to have some ulterior motive for approaching me."
political commissar:"???"
He Tingchuan wouldn't wrongly accuse anyone, so he explained what had just happened. The political commissar also felt there was something wrong: "Okay, I understand your situation. I will investigate it privately. If there really is a problem, this kind of female comrade absolutely cannot stay in our compound."
"As a married man, you can't betray your wife. Xiaoyun has been devoted to you without complaint and has even borne you children. You can't do anything to betray her."
He Tingchuan, whose character was being questioned, frowned and said, "Political Commissar, rest assured, I am as loyal to my marriage as I am to the Party."
political commissar:"......"
It's as if he's disloyal.
The political commissar waved his hand dismissively, telling He Tingchuan to get lost.
As if remembering something, he asked, "Does your wife like to eat red dates?"
He Tingchuan: "???"
"Hey, I'll send some of the jujubes I planted to your family when they're fully ripe. Tell your wife to be patient a little longer; you can't pick them yet."
He Tingchuan: "My wife doesn't like to eat it."
political commissar:"......"
You seem to have some misunderstanding about your wife.
When He Tingchuan returned home, he saw Yun Jin holding a handful of fresh, half-green dates, eating them with great relish. She smiled and gave him a handful.
"Try it. When I was taking a walk this afternoon, I saw a jujube tree behind the compound, laden with fruit. The political commissar's wife happened to be there too, so she picked a handful for me to bring back and eat."
He Tingchuan: "..."
Are you sure it's not that you're staring at their jujube tree with ulterior motives, and that the political commissar's wife is probably making a mistake and is picking a handful of half-green jujubes to appease you?
"There are still good people in the compound. They give me dates or lotus pods. I'll plant some fruit trees next time. The pomegranates should be ready soon. If you want to eat pomegranates, how about I plant one?" Yun Jin knew that resources were scarce in this era, and good things were in short supply.
Fruits too.
It's nothing like the days when people could eat fruit freely.
She happens to love eating fruit and is used to eating several kinds of fruit every day.
Forget about eating durian, you love it.
Delicious grapes, but forget about soft-seeded pomegranates.
"If you want to eat pomegranates, the pomegranates near my home in Beijing are very sweet. Give me a call in a couple of days, and they'll be ready to eat after the National Day holiday. I'll pick some and send them to you then."
If He Tingchuan hadn't mentioned it, Yun Jin would have almost forgotten that this pomegranate tree also appeared in the original book. It was after He Tingchuan and Feng Qianqian had a child, and the child was a bit naughty and liked to climb trees, falling down from one of them.
The pomegranate tree was unlucky to be implicated after its child broke a bone. It had been planted for decades, only to be ruined by a naughty child. He Tingchuan cut down the pomegranate tree that had broken his son that very day.
What did the pomegranate tree do wrong?
"Okay, you said it yourself. If I can't get any, you have to plant one for me. When our children grow up, we'll have an endless supply of pomegranates." Yun Jin was just saying it casually.
He Tingchuan frowned in dissatisfaction: "How come the food you planted ends up benefiting the children? You eat it yourself, and if the children want to eat it, they should grow their own."
Yun Jin glanced at him sideways: "Are you serious?"
He Tingchuan nodded expressionlessly: "I'm in charge of what I planted."
"If your child is naughty and falls from the tree you planted and breaks a bone, would you cut down the pomegranate tree in a fit of anger?"
"It's not the pomegranate tree's fault, why cut it down?" He Tingchuan couldn't understand.
Yun Jin laughed; "That's right, it's not the pomegranate tree's fault, why cut it down?"
He Tingchuan's gaze darkened slightly as he stared at Yun Jin, who suddenly broke into a smile. Her bright and cheerful smile caught his eye, and for some reason, the disgust he felt from being harassed by Feng Qianqian vanished.
Looking at the half-green dates in his hand, he asked, "We've already planted pomegranate trees, should we plant a few other ones?"
"For example?" Yun Jin ate dates one after another, fantasizing about being able to spit out date pits like Qiu Qianchi.
Unfortunately, she wasn't Qiu Qianchi; the jujube pits weren't reliable, and she honestly threw them into the trash can one by one.
He Tingchuan said, "A jujube tree?"
Yun Jin followed suit: "Peach tree? Pear tree? Cherry tree?"
Thinking of cherries, Yun Jin couldn't help but swallow: "Cherry trees are great. You can eat them in March or April. They're beautiful and delicious. I dream of planting one."
He Tingchuan: "..."
My greedy wife, is there nothing else in your dreams besides food?
"Okay, you can grow whatever you want to eat," He Tingchuan promised indulgently.
Regardless of whether the fruit could be grown or bear fruit, at this moment, Yun Jin felt like she was the owner of an orchard. She excitedly hugged He Tingchuan's arm and nodded, "Didn't we say we could eat as much fruit as we wanted?"
He Tingchuan lowered his eyes and looked at the person who was holding his arm tightly. Her body heat pressed against him, and He Tingchuan also felt himself getting hot.
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