met free Chapter 97 A sweet feeling in the stomach makes the heart less bitter
Chapter 97 A sweet feeling in the stomach makes the heart less bitter
When Deng Xiuzhen and Qin Wenjing returned home, they witnessed this famous scene: Qin Yanlin had one leg straight and the other bent, one hand supporting his body on the ground to keep it off the ground, the other hand raised above his head, his head tilted back slightly, his mouth slightly open as if he wanted to speak but was too shy, his eyes wide open, filled with grievance and lingering fear.
That posture, that expression—Deng Xiuzhen thought of one word: alluring.
She couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Xiuzhen! You!" Qin Yanlin was both angry and aggrieved. He was terrified, and she was still laughing!
That woman, even if she were beaten to death, she probably wouldn't shed a single tear. It's infuriating!
Qin Yanlin was lost in thought and didn't realize that he was lying in such an odd position. He pursed his lips, stared at Deng Xiuzhen, and didn't even think about getting up.
"He's being affectionate, waiting for you to help him up! Hurry up and go!" the rough-voiced man said, nudging Deng Xiuzhen.
Qin Yanlin realized what was happening, jumped up, and blushed as he scurried into the house.
Deng Xiuzhen suppressed a laugh and followed them inside.
Wenjing turned around and said to everyone, "It's okay, it's okay, everyone go back now, thank you!"
Upon hearing this, the neighbors all went home.
"Where did you run off to?!" Qin Yanlin felt he had lost a huge amount of face and was furious, forgetting that he had come back to apologize.
"Hmph!" Deng Xiuzhen snorted coldly, arrogantly walked past him, turned on the TV, and sat down on the sofa to watch TV.
Where did she go? She went to drink milk tea!
Wenjing said that when she's in a bad mood, drinking a sweet beverage makes her stomach feel sweet and her heart feel less bitter.
Believe it or not, it's quite effective. A glass of freshly squeezed juice, and she stopped being angry: she doesn't rely on a man to support her, so why does she need one? If this man is up to no good, she doesn't want him, so why get angry? If she really wants a companion, wouldn't it be better to find someone else? Three-legged toads are hard to find, but are two-legged men any less common?
When she came back and saw this ridiculous scene again, she looked at him like she was looking at a two-legged duck. She felt from the bottom of her heart that this man was no good and she didn't care whether she wanted him or not.
"I'm asking you a question, are you deaf or mute?" Ignored, Qin Yanlin's anger intensified. He strode over to Deng Xiuzhen and pointed at her, asking the question.
"What are you yelling about? You think you're right? You're acting like a clown!" Wenjing came in and saw this scene, and she couldn't help but get angry.
"You!" Qin Yanlin looked at Qin Wenjing, his anger rising like a volcano, and he really wanted to slap her twice.
"Wenjing, Wenjing!" Ga Ga's loud voice came again.
Upon hearing that voice, Deng Xiuzhen immediately thought of the word "alluring" and couldn't help but laugh.
Qin Yanlin wanted to hide; the bucket was so rough that it terrified him and made him look so ugly that he was too ashamed to show his face.
"Aunt Yang, wait a moment, I'll open the door right away." Wenjing agreed and went to open the door.
"Wenjing, are your parents home?" Before the words were even finished, the person had already entered the room.
"Give me back Aunt Yang! Aunt Bucket..." Qin Yanlin trembled in fright, the words "Aunt Yang the Bucket" and "Aunt Yang the Pig" stuck in his throat, but he didn't dare to say them out loud.
Upon seeing Qin Yanlin, Bucket Yang quickly apologized, "Honey, I'm so sorry, I thought you were a robber..."
Qin Yanlin interrupted her, "Don't call me 'the child's father.' My name is Qin Yanlin, and I'm Wenjing and the others' father, not a robber!"
"Wen, Wenjing's father, not the child's father? You, you're remarried?" Shuitong Yang looked at Qin Yanlin, then at Deng Xiuzhen, and asked with a blank expression.
"What second marriage? Nonsense!" Qin Yanlin rubbed his forehead and continued, "Alright, alright, just say what you want to say!" He was absolutely annoyed; this guy was probably waterlogged from head to toe!
He wasn't saying he wasn't the child's father; he was saying she couldn't call him that, or people might misunderstand!
It's like a scholar encountering a soldier—no matter how reasonable he is, he can't reason with him!
Forget it, if I don't correct her, she might say something even more unbearable and make me so angry I could die.
"Hello! Hello! We really don't blame you. After all, you were worried about thieves breaking into our house, and you were doing it for our own good. We know right from wrong." Deng Xiuzhen stood up to smooth things over. Although she didn't like Qin Yanlin, it was better not to air her dirty laundry in public, since it wouldn't be good for her or her children if it got out.
Deng Xiuzhen's words perked up Shuitong Yang, who instantly became beaming: "That's true, I'm afraid robbers will steal your things!" He glanced at Qin Yanlin and whispered to Deng Xiuzhen, "Your husband isn't as good as you. He has no tolerance at all, like a gas cylinder, always ready to explode!"
Qin Yanlin was furious. "You treated me like a robber and shoved me to the ground, and you even cursed at me in private! Cursing me in private is one thing, but could you at least keep it down? I can hear you, I can hear you!"
Deng Xiuzhen looked at Qin Yanlin, whose face was changing like a palette of colors, and felt inexplicably happy.
Upon discovering Deng Xiuzhen's smirk, Qin Yanlin was furious, but there was nothing he could do about this shrewish Yang.
He dared not hit or scold her, and could only smile and politely coax her to leave: "It's all a misunderstanding, I have no objection, not at all. If you have something to do, please go back first."
Bucket Yang waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine. It's good that you're not angry."
He then sat down next to Deng Xiuzhen and asked, "Where have you been these past few days? I haven't seen you even once."
Judging from his expression, he had no intention of leaving and even planned to have a long talk.
Qin Yanlin was so angry that he couldn't speak, his mouth twitching.
Deng Xiuzhen glanced at Wenjing, who was carrying vegetables towards the kitchen. Turning back, she smiled and said, "I visited some distant relatives. Thank you so much for helping take care of the children during this time."
"It's nothing, it's nothing. I didn't pay any attention to them. They just gave me a few leftovers. It's nothing to thank them for."
He then moved closer to Deng Xiuzhen and lowered his voice, saying, "Sister, you need to be careful. Don't let your man's effeminate appearance fool you; he hasn't been home much these past few days..."
Qin Yanlin roared in fury: "When have I not gone home? I've been home every single day!"
How am I being effeminate? This is about manners! It's about manners, don't you understand?!
But he couldn't speak; this Bucket Yang was a complete idiot!
Don't hold it against me, don't hold it against me, don't argue with an idiot...
Qin Yanlin tried to comfort himself.
"Also, I just saw him with a crooked mouth, droopy eyes, and a twitching face. There's someone in the village who had the same thing, and then he had a stroke. You'd better take him to see a doctor; a stroke can cause paralysis..." Bucket Yang said in what he thought was a low voice, spitting as he spoke.
"You're the one who's paralyzed! I'm so angry because of you! So angry!" Qin Yanlin continued to chant in his mind, "Don't be angry! Don't be angry! I won't play with an idiot!"
Every word that Bucket Yang whispered to Deng Xiuzhen reached Qin Yanlin's ears.
He mentally cursed Bucket Yang's ancestors for eighteen generations, and finally wished that Bucket Yang would have a stroke, a stroke, a stroke soon, and then be paralyzed at home, unable to go out or speak!