LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 40 Losing weight is imminent
I saw Qiao Jinshu wearing only his underwear, with half of his shoulders exposed, sitting crookedly on the edge of the bed, with his feet bare and half of his hair disheveled.
He licked his face and was fully prepared, but he didn't expect that his wife not only was not fascinated, but also reacted in such a strange way, and he felt a little disappointed for a moment.
He had already mustered up the courage. He was the seventh child in the family. If he had been waiting for his turn, he would have never known that it was the Year of the Monkey and the Horse. What he did was not what a good husband should do. He was trying his best.
Song Tingran didn't want to open the door now, nor did he open the door. He simply walked over, picked up his coat that was folded at the end of the bed, threw it directly into his arms, and said: "What kind of monster are you doing at this late hour? Gotta go back to bed.”
Qiao Jinshu felt uncomfortable in his heart and pulled her clothes pitifully.
"Master Wife, just let me stay. I've been back for several days."
"Jinshu, this matter is more complicated. I just thought that during this period, all of us would sleep on our own..."
Song Tingran tried her best to speak tactfully, but Qiao Jinshu stood up directly, stood on the ground without wearing shoes, and said worriedly: "My wife, do you have any hidden illness?"
"..."
The two looked at each other, Song Tingran was in despair, what a mess, she was in good health, very good!
Qiao Jinshu patted the dust under his feet with his hands and got directly into the bed, determined to either die or sleep.
"Jinshu, you are not in good health right now. If you have a baby, it will be difficult to give birth."
"Jinshu, I'm going out tomorrow. There are a lot of things waiting to be done. Please be obedient."
"Jinshu..."
Song Tingran was tired and made up several reasons carefully. Looking at the shameless Qiao Jinshu, he felt helpless.
One is that he is relatively young. Of course, he was not considered young in ancient times, but just like this, it was a severe slap in Shi Yan's face. Moreover, she had not succeeded in losing weight because she was afraid that the experience would not be good.
It seems that the weight loss plan is imminent, and she also wants to eat meat.
There was no way to continue the stalemate. Song Tingran pointed at Qiao Jinshu under the quilt and asked: "I'll give you one last chance. Either you go back by yourself and wait until I come back from Shuiyue Village... or I'll give it to you now." You throw it out and it’s your choice.”
When Qiao Jinshu heard that there was something interesting about this, he knew that what he secretly learned from his father was correct.
"My wife, I choose to go back by myself, but you have to remember this and not forget it."
"Ah."
Qiao Jinshu looked very happy. He quickly climbed out of the bed and carefully covered himself with the quilt.
"My wife, I've warmed you up, so you can sleep right away."
He put on his clothes and shoes, walked to the door reluctantly, took a deep look at Song Tingran, then opened the door and left.
I have to say, I'm very impressed, but I'm sick of my brain. It's so hot in the summer, so why should I cover myself with the quilt?
Song Tingran listened to the noise outside at the door. It was very quiet, so it probably didn't cause any disturbance. She fell asleep peacefully.
Early the next morning, Song Tingran woke up with the smell of rice. She looked at the sky outside. It seemed that she woke up a moment earlier than usual. She couldn't fall asleep anyway, so she might as well get up earlier and take a look to see what happened. Yes, prepare prepare.
She opened the door and was shocked. For the first time, everyone was neatly organized and busy in the yard.
Shi Yan stepped forward and asked, "My wife, it's not your usual time to get up, did we wake you up?"
"No, it's because I couldn't sleep, and I smelled the smell of rice."
Wen Li took the lead in bringing out the dishes that had been prepared in the kitchen and said, "My wife, after you wash up, you can eat."
"You got up very early to make it, right? It's so rich."
Song Tingran felt moved. On the table were two-meter porridge, pancakes made of shredded potatoes, fried pancakes, and steamed stuffed buns stuffed with chives. Grandma Li gave them salted cabbage, cold carrot shreds, fried rapeseed, and fried fish.
This is not over yet, there is still persimmon soup simmering in the pot.
There is only one pot at home, and if they want to make so many things, they might all be up and busy in the middle of the night.
"There's so much, we can't finish it. Just make some. It's not like we won't come back."
Shi Yan helped Song Tingran fill up the face wash, wet the soft handkerchief, handed it to her, and said smoothly: "My wife and Sang Cheng brought some food on the way, and we will have the rest to warm up at noon, so there is no need to cook. This journey is no better than at home, my dear wife, take care of yourself."
Song Tingran knew that this was everyone's farewell ceremony for her, and she felt even more moved. Even Wen Ci, who had never liked to talk to her, had a worried look on his face.
"My wife, please eat more."
Wen Ci gave her another bun, and Wen Li beside him smiled, feeling that his brother was enlightened and felt sorry for his wife.
Song Tingran was a little surprised. The kindness he had been doing to him in the past finally paid off.
Everyone ate breakfast absent-mindedly, especially Qiao Jinshu, who had been clamoring to follow him for the third time this morning. In the end, Shi Yan stepped in and gave him a lesson, so he was honest.
Since he got up early, he should set off early and have more time. Before leaving, Song Tingran went to look at the fields and found that the vegetables and fruits were growing very well, especially the vegetables, which were almost mature. The vegetables are all homegrown, with a crisp and sweet taste, much better than those sold in the market.
"By the way, we can't finish all these vegetables at home. We can sell them in the village, and the price is the same as in the town."
Everyone nodded repeatedly. In the past, their wives were at home, so they ate abundantly. From now on, it will be just them, so they can just eat whatever they want.
Shi Yan, Xiao Yuchen, Wen Ci, Wen Li, and Qiao Jinshu sent Song Tingran and Sang Cheng to the entrance of Daniu Village.
Zhao Yu knew that she was going to travel far away, but the family was so coaxing that she looked really shocked.
This was the earliest oxcart ride to Ping'an Town. Some of the villagers riding the cart were still sleepy. Seeing these beautiful men standing together, they were all a little envious and no longer sleepy in an instant.
"Shi Yan, I originally planned to leave after seeing you teaching, but now the plan can't keep up with the change."
"It's okay, Wife, the matter of Sang Cheng and Chang Yuqiao is more important. I'm also very worried. I've prepared everything here. Wife, don't worry."
Song Tingran was sitting on the bullock cart, thinking about how the students saluted Mr. Shi. He didn't remember clearly, so he just did it casually and said, "Mr. Shi, I believe you."
Shi Yan was flattered and quickly returned the favor. He got the respect he wanted, for the first time, from his wife.
Zhao Yu looked at the time and winked at Song Tingran. She nodded, and the ox cart started. The five of them waited until the cart was out of sight before leaving.