Chapter 87: “don’t Mess With Me”
Song Yunjin’s eyes also sparkled brightly, excitedly rubbing his fingers.
“Did you find out?” Aunt Song asked curiously.
Uncle Song nodded, “Mm.”
“What’s the situation?”
Afraid their biological father would chase them away, Yun Cheng and Yun Jin held their breath lightly, minimizing their presence, just wanting to finish eating this melon.
Uncle Song’s face was full of sarcasm, “Because of a nonexistent temporary worker spot, that kid was willing to be a cuckold, so he hurriedly broke off the engagement with Xiang Xiang.”
And he couldn’t not settle it quickly; that girl’s belly was almost impossible to hide!
Yun Cheng and Yun Jin brothers didn’t catch on, but Aunt Song understood the man’s implication, her brows furrowing, full of disgust.
She said: “It’s good she didn’t marry in. A family that doesn’t care about propriety—whoever marries in is the unlucky one.”
“I don’t know what big sister was thinking, setting Xiang Xiang up with such a family.”
Wasting several years of her youth, and getting splashed with dirty water for nothing—it’s pitiful too.
“It has nothing to do with big sister; it was Xiang Xiang’s grandfather who arranged it, and she had no method.” Uncle Song spoke up for his younger sister.
Big sister’s temperament wasn’t strong, even a bit soft; how could she dare say no to her father-in-law’s decision.
Aunt Song pursed her lips.
If she had a daughter, she wouldn’t allow anyone to arrange a childhood engagement for her child, whether father-in-law or mother-in-law—they wouldn’t even think about it.
“You also help keep an eye out for any marriageable young men who don’t care about household registration; if there’s a suitable one……” Uncle Song said.
“No need to tell me; I’ve already asked Sister Zhu to help keep an eye out, and if there’s a suitable one, I’ll tell Xiang Xiang.” Aunt Song was kind-hearted and never refused what she could help with.
She also didn’t forget to give her husband a heads-up, “Xiang Xiang has rural household registration, not even a temporary worker; it might be hard to find, so you need to be mentally prepared.”
Uncle Song said: “I know; you look first, big sister is also looking, we’ll surely find a suitable one.”
Xiang Xiang has a good temperament, steady and capable; it’s impossible she won’t find a suitable match.
Song Yunjin didn’t understand, “Dad, can you explain clearly? What’s the situation? What happened? Brother wants to know.”
Song Yuncheng: “……”
He hooked his long arm, clamping Song Yunjin’s neck, pulling him over and pinning him under his armpit.
Song Yunjin instinctively held his breath, struggling with hands and feet, yelling loudly, “Song Yuncheng, let go! You have armpit odor; I’m about to pass out! Dad, save me! Mom, help me quick.”
“Yun Cheng, don’t bully your brother.” Aunt Song couldn’t stand it and said something.
Song Yuncheng gave his mom this face and released his arm.
“Throw the blame on me again, and I’ll stink you up more.” His lips curved up, forming a wicked arc.
As soon as Song Yunjin escaped his brother’s restraint, he quickly retreated a meter away from Song Yuncheng, gasping for air, unilaterally breaking off relations with his brother—at least for five minutes.
“It’s not early anymore; everyone go to sleep early.” Uncle Song didn’t plan to say more, picked up the enamel mug, and pulled his wife back to the room.
The two brothers who hadn’t finished eating the melon felt all sorts of itchy in their hearts.
“Brother, can you guess?” Song Yunjin forgot in a second about breaking off with his own brother and leaned over, eyes pleading.
“You’re asking me? How would I know.” Song Yuncheng yawned and went back to his room to sleep.
Whatever, what should be known will naturally be known.
……
The next day.
Lin Zhao opened her eyes, her body slightly sore and soft, with a dazed feeling of not knowing what year it was.
She lay flat on the bed, her thoughts gathering, and spicy scenes that made one blush and heart race appeared in her mind.
Lin Zhao pulled the blanket and rolled over, burying her whole face in the rose-red blanket, seaweed-like long hair covering her face, revealing only a section of flushed ear tip.
“Click!” After the door opening sound, steady and powerful footsteps approached from far to near.
The person on the bed curved her lips but didn’t move, still pretending to sleep.
The exposed white skin, places normally never exposed dotted with alluring red marks, slender legs draped over the blanket, like a white plum blooming on a red plum tree, strikingly beautiful.
At least in Gu Chenghuai’s eyes and heart, it was so.
His mind involuntarily recalled the scene last night of being tightly wrapped by these legs, his black eyes deepening, throat rolling lightly a few times.
He closed his eyes, suppressing the suddenly rising dark fire, and sat on the edge of the bed.
His long and strong hand caressed Lin Zhao’s shoulder.
“Zhaozhao, time to get up.”
The person on the bed didn’t even twitch.
With this reaction, Gu Chenghuai immediately knew his wife was awake, just purely wanting to stay in bed.
He didn’t speak again, lifting his hand to lightly pat her back.
Lin Zhao grabbed his hand, fingers interlocking, not letting him move.
“If you pat again, I’ll fall asleep again.” Her voice carried the softness and drowsiness of just waking up.
Gu Chenghuai picked up his wife, kissed her forehead, and said: “Coming and going every day is too tiring; how about I ask Yang Junzhi for help, see if we can find an apartment in the county?”
Didn’t know if there were any, what the policies were; had to inquire to know.
Lin Zhao suddenly opened her eyes wide.
Right, she had a house.
The one she just drew yesterday!!
“No need.”
Her eyes sparkled, smiling so her brows and eyes curved, bright and vivid.
Gu Chenghuai loved it terribly, leaning down to kiss her eyelids.
“I haven’t washed my face yet.” Lin Zhao pushed his face away, burying her head into his neck, where last night in excitement veins had bulged, making one’s legs weak.
“It’s fine, I don’t mind.” Gu Chenghuai said with a smile.
“You don’t mind but I do!” Lin Zhao placed her hand on his chest, feeling the vigorous and strong muscle lines, recalling last night’s scenes, her cheeks heating up.
Muttering: “If you kiss eye gunk, I’ll definitely mind you; next time you want to kiss me, I definitely won’t be able to kiss you back without reservation.”
Gu Chenghuai chuckled, “There’s none; your face is clean and white, nothing there.”
Lin Zhao knew it was just changing the subject.
Ever since using the face cream from the lucky draw wheel, her already good skin became even more delicate, not oily even after sleeping a night, making her want to draw another one.
“Uncomfortable?” Gu Chenghuai rubbed her waist for her.
“Not uncomfortable.” Lin Zhao said.
He always put her feelings first, even on the bed when desire surged, he would ask in a hoarse, panting voice if she could still take it, if it wasn’t too fast, if she couldn’t take it she should say……
The icy officer outside was a doting husband without limits at home; she knew his favoritism.
“Thump—thump—thump——”
Several rhythmic knocks sounded.
This knocking style was unmistakably Da Zai.
If it were Er Zai, it would be bang bang bang, bang bang bang, smashing the door with small fists, making the door frame shake.
“Da Zai, Mom is getting dressed, almost done.” Lin Zhao sat up straight, facing the door, calling out lightly.
“Brother, Mom’s awake.” Er Zai’s loud voice rang out.
“Mm, I heard.” Da Zai didn’t knock again, standing obediently at the door, saying: “Mom, we’re not in a hurry.”
Er Zai pouted, his hand fiddling with the iron hoop on the wooden door, itching to rush in right away, “Brother, actually I’m in a hurry; it’s been one night plus one morning without seeing Mom.”
“Mom is changing clothes.” Da Zai said with a serious little face, “Female comrades changing clothes, male comrades must avoid, otherwise it’s being a hooligan.”
Gu Yucheng passing by heard this, laughing madly in his heart.
A little kid, still talking about being a hooligan hahaha, hilarious!
But.
Good awareness.
Inside the room.
Gu Chenghuai got up and walked to the wardrobe, reaching out to open it.
Neatly arranged clothes appeared before him; he turned to look at Zhaozhao, “Which one do you want to wear?”
“The white Peter Pan collar blouse on the far left, and that dark blue long skirt.” Lin Zhao hugged the pillow and sat up.
Wearing a nightgown, black hair draped over shoulders, cheeks pink and white, her complexion exceptionally good, eyes bright and clear, as if clear spring seeped in, smiling with curved eyes, radiant as the sun.
She didn’t need to do anything; just sitting there stirred endless tenderness in Gu Chenghuai’s heart.
The man brought the clothes to the bedside, “Want me to help you put them on?” he asked seriously and earnestly.
His tall stature blocked the light; Lin Zhao couldn’t see his face clearly, complaining aloud, “The light is blocked by you.”
Gu Chenghuai smiled, his brows relaxing, sitting on the edge of the bed.
Asked again, “Want me to help you put them on?”
“No need.” If he did it, dressing time would double; Lin Zhao decisively refused.
Then boldly took off the nightgown.
Legal husband and wife, what hadn’t he seen; nothing to be shy about.
Instead, Gu Chenghuai seemed stung by something, eyes dodging to elsewhere, jade-white ear tips turning red.
His skin was fair; even if sunburned, it recovered in half a month. The man was never satisfied with his complexion, feeling it was like a pretty boy, not very masculine; when they first dated, he’d been slightly insecure, indirectly probing Lin Zhao’s thoughts, leaving her puzzled.
Now, Lin Zhao caught sight of that peach-blossom red in her peripheral vision, reached out to pinch Gu Chenghuai’s ear, eyes sparkling, “Gu Chenghuai, are you shy?”
Gu Chenghuai didn’t turn, accurately grasping her wrist, “Zhaozhao.” He called helplessly.
Coming back to himself, he saw his wife’s collar not properly on, adjusting the Peter Pan collar for her.
“Gu Chenghuai, are you shy?” Lin Zhao knelt sitting, leaning her face close, lips tinged with a smile.
“Last night, what should be done, what shouldn’t…… all…… and now you’re shy……”
Before she finished, his warm lips blocked her mouth.
After a while.
The man pulled back, thin lips reddened, the coldness in his brows and eyes all dissipated, only shallow smile left, pleading like: “Zhaozhao, in broad daylight, don’t tease me.”
Lin Zhao understood his implication: tease at night, tease as much as wanted.
Just about to say something, bang bang bang knocking sounded, accompanied by Er Zai’s loud voice.
“Mom, why aren’t you done yet?” After Er Zai shouted, seeing San Zai flipping through the dictionary a few steps away, his eyes flickered a few times, saying: “Mom, San Zai has something to tell you.”
San Zai looked over blankly, brows and eyes calm and obedient.
“?”
Da Zai’s expression serious, earnestly said: “Er Zai, you lied! I think you should learn morals and law!”
Tie Chui overheard this, the little guy full of confusion, “Why? Why should Er Zai learn morals and law? Does he have no morals?”
“Right! He has none!” Da Zai said with a stern little face, “He made San Zai take the blame again; he’s a bad brother.”
“I’m not! I didn’t! I’m a good brother!” Er Zai’s little face flushed red with anxiety.
“But you just lied!” Da Zai said seriously.
“Er Zai, apologize to your brother, or I’ll tell Dad and have him punish you with military posture!”
Er Zai wasn’t afraid of military posture, but he was afraid of disappointing Mom.
He ran stomping to San Zai, stood straight, saluted him, face burning, loudly said: “Sorry, Comrade Gu San Zai, I pitted you, I apologize, please forgive me; I won’t do it again, please supervise me from now on!”
San Zai closed the dictionary, jumped down from the small wooden stool, carefully placed the dictionary well, stood straight, imitating Gu Chenghuai’s posture, saluting his brother—not quite standard.
In his childish milky voice: “Okay.”
Er Zai hugged him at once, happily saying: “Thanks, San Zai.”
“I didn’t mean to pit you; originally I’d tell the truth when Mom came out; don’t be mad, okay?”
San Zai said okay again, milkily adding: “Not mad.”
“As expected of my good brother, so generous! San Zai, you’re the third most generous little friend.” Er Zai loudly praised his brother.
He blew rainbow farts, exaggerated and straightforward.
The reserved San Zai was praised into curved eyes and a smile, smiling adorably soft.
……
Lin Zhao heard her son’s shouts, hurriedly putting on shoes.
Gu Chenghuai half-squatted, took small leather shoes from under the bed, held her delicate foot to put them on, fingers deftly fastening the small leather shoes’ buckles.
“Breakfast is heating in the kitchen; after you eat, I’ll take you to work.”
“Okay.” Lin Zhao agreed, heading to the door.
Opened the door.
A brilliant smiling face appeared before her.
“Mom, did you sleep well last night?” Da Zai asked.
“……Very well, and you?”
Da Zai lowered his head, not sure if disappointed or happy, said: “I slept very well too.”
Just woke up without seeing Mom, a bit wanted to cry.
Lin Zhao saw the little friend’s mood, bent down, red lips to Da Zai’s ear, softly said: “Just a bit worried about you all.”
Da Zai instantly cheered up, looking at his mom with adoration, eyes shining enough to soften even iron-hearted people’s hearts.
“Mom, I’m here; I’m big brother; I can take care of little brother and sister.”
Lin Zhao held his hand toward the kitchen, heart warming, slowing her voice, “You’re big brother, yes, but you’re still a little friend; if something happens, call an adult; our Da Zai can be willful too, can happily do what he wants.”
No need to revolve around little brother and sister.
Da Zai was a smart little friend, understood what Mom meant, his smile brighter than the sunshine.
“Mm, I know.”
Er Zai squeezed over, looked at Mom, then brother, curiosity in his eyes unhideable, excitedly: “Mom, brother, what secret talk are you having? I want to join too!”
“Talking about you!” Lin Zhao joked.
“!!”
Guilt flashed in Er Zai’s eyes, thinking Mom knew about him wronging his brother just now, hurriedly said: “Mom, I said sorry to San Zai; I’m a little friend who understands morals and law; I’m not a bad kid.”
Lin Zhao was full of question marks, “What did you do?”
“Er Zai, did you bully your brother?” She didn’t get angry, but asked calmly.
Er Zai’s eyes flickered, not daring to lie, honestly confessed about making his brother take the blame.
That’s it?
Just brothers pitting each other.
Nothing much.
Her several brothers when young also threw blame at each other, fighting ruthlessly.
Lin Zhao stroked Er Zai’s head, voice gentle, “Mom knows you’re a good child; from now on, love your big brother, little brothers, and sister dearly, okay?”
The rebellious Er Zai couldn’t stand his mom speaking to him softly and gently; his ears were that soft.
He said seriously: “Got it!”
This time really remembered it.
Brother-con and sister-con Er Zai was gradually formed at this moment.
“Good, have you eaten?” Lin Zhao asked.
Da Zai nodded, “Yes, Dad made it.”
“Mom, can you tell Dad to wake me and brother later? I didn’t sleep enough.” Er Zai leaned on the table, looking at Lin Zhao, somewhat aggrieved complaining, “This morning when I was practicing frog jumps, I almost fell, and Dad scolded me.”
Lin Zhao was slightly surprised for a moment, “How did he scold you?”
Er Zai stood up, body straight as a little poplar, imitating his dad’s look, cold eyes narrowed, voice roughened, “Gu Er Zai, pay attention to action standards!”
“Gu Er Zai, did you not eat?”
“……Why don’t you lie on the ground?”
“Get up, persist another ten minutes.”
……
Lin Zhao’s lips curved.
“Mom, just like that; Dad scolded me like that.” Er Zai pulled his mom’s clothes corner, coquettishly.
“Were you rowdy last night?” Lin Zhao quickly ate, responding in between.
So that’s why sleepy?!
The little friend sulkily puffed his cheeks, gestured a tiny bit with his fingers, volume half the usual, “A little bit, just slept a little bit late.”
He blinked a few times, aggrieved again: “Usually I sleep with Mom; without Mom beside me, I can’t sleep.”
This sounded a bit tea-like, always finding external reasons, never troubling himself.
“Really.” Lin Zhao chuckled, saying: “Then should I tell your dad to wake you half an hour later from now on?”
“Can you?” Er Zai’s little face lit up.
“Of course.” Lin Zhao lightly lifted her chin, confident.
Er Zai hugged his mom, beaming, “Mom is the best.”
Tie Dan came in from outside, saw Lin Zhao and called Third Aunt, then turned to Er Zai, “Er Zai, now you’ve seen Third Aunt; can we play ping pong now?”
Hearing this, Er Zai slipped from Lin Zhao’s left to her right, looked at the watch on her wrist—past seven, Mom had to go to work soon.
Time passed so fast; hadn’t said much, sigh.
Mom works so hard.
The little friend sighed inwardly, looking at his mom, confirming again: “Mom, after you get off work, take us to the county to see the movie—Female Pilot, right?”
“Yes.” Lin Zhao nodded.
Smiles bloomed in Er Zai’s eyes, Da Zai full of expectation too.
