3. Perverted men
The door was slowly pushed open, and a short woman in an apron, about thirty-four or five years old, came up with sleepy eyes. This woman has sparse eyebrows, small eyes, and a slightly swollen face.
"Sister-in-law Guan," Cheng Mingxiang called, "I'm back, thank you for your hard work."
The woman in the apron grinned, almost exposing her gums.
"Is everything okay?" Cheng Mingxiang asked again.
"Um."
"Okay, you didn't call, so it should be the same as usual." Cheng Mingxiang explained herself.
Cheng Mingxiang walked into the house and felt like she was back home. There is one and a half rooms in the house, all of which are cleaned by this sister-in-law.
Cheng Mingxiang walked into the large room. Her husband, Zhao Kuan, was lying on his back on the bed, his eyes following her movements. Although the light in the room was dim, his eyes looked very sharp.
"I'm back." Cheng Mingxiang looked at the patient's face and said, "She looks good."
Zhao Kuan has been lying in bed like this for more than two years. Since the stroke, his limb functions have been impaired. He can only get out of bed when eating. Now thirty-seven, he looks as if he is forty or fifty.
"You look so happy." Zhao Kuan said with a trembling voice. Since he fell ill, his voice has become weaker and weaker.
"Yeah?"
Cheng Mingxiang knew what Zhao Kuan wanted to say because he was waiting for her return.
"Looking at your rosy complexion, you must have eaten a lot of delicious food, right?" The patient stared at Cheng Mingxiang.
"Not at all."
"I heard that you can eat a lot of delicious food in the hotel."
"We are not the same as the tenants, and the waitress's meal is terrible."
"Don't lie! I've asked other people, and everything is clear. As long as the hotel waitress has a good relationship with the chef, it doesn't matter how much good food she wants to eat. I heard that guests can also taste leftovers. "
"There's no way I would do something embarrassing like that."
"Of course it's possible. As long as you have a good relationship with the chef, you can get a free meal at any time."
The patient seemed to have become ravenous.
"You just said something weird!"
"Did I make a mistake?"
Zhao Kuan squirmed uneasily in the quilt. Sister Guan seemed to be washing clothes in the back, and there were bursts of washing sounds.
"A loser like me lying in bed just eats rotten food. I know very well what you are doing outside without telling me."
Cheng Mingxiang knew that the other party was going to make trouble again, so she tried her best to smile and ignore him.
"You stay in bed for too long, and you will only be paranoid all day long."
"Cheng Mingxiang, help me." Zhao Kuan stretched out a hand from the quilt.
Cheng Mingxiang thought Zhao Kuan was about to get out of bed, so when she stepped forward to hold his shoulders, her hand was grabbed by him. The strength in his hands was particularly strong.
"Sister-in-law Guan will come over." Cheng Mingxiang pushed back.
"Don't worry about Sister Guan... your hand must have been held by many men."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Cheng Mingxiang frowned.
Zhao Kuan grabbed Cheng Mingxiang's wrist, pulled it toward his nose, and smelled vigorously from his nails to the back of his hand.
"Look! I guessed it right, your fingers are stained with the smell of various men. No matter how you wash them, I can still smell them."
"Stop messing around!" Cheng Mingxiang shouted.
"A hotel maid is no different from a prostitute. As long as the customer pays you, she goes to bed without saying a word. I think you have probably slept with some unknown man."
"Let go!" Cheng Mingxiang forcefully shook off her husband's hand, "If you are so worried, don't let me work in a place like that! You have to support you who are paralyzed, and you have to pay your wife Guan's salary. It's hard for a woman to work. It’s very difficult.”
"Don't think that I don't know anything just because I'm lying on the bed. Don't look down on others, I won't let you go."
Zhao Kuan unsteadily propped up his upper body and unexpectedly hugged Cheng Mingxiang around his waist.
"Uh, uh...Cheng Mingxiang."
Ever since he fell ill, Zhao Kuan's desire had no distinction between day and night. He twisted his body and pulled Cheng Mingxiang into his arms.
"What are you doing? Just calm down, okay?"
Cheng Mingxiang tried her best to get rid of her husband's embrace, but was soon entangled by him again. After Zhao Kuan fell ill, the feeling in his left hand became dull. The only thing that could move flexibly was his right hand. He hooked Cheng Mingxiang's neck with his right hand and tried desperately to press her on the bed. He was panting like an ox and breathing rapidly.
"Let me go!" Cheng Mingxiang struggled desperately, and finally pushed Zhao Kuan away with such force that he almost fell backwards as he was already sitting unsteadily.
"You bastard, you still want to escape!" Zhao Kuan's lips were covered with saliva.
"I'm not running away. It's broad daylight now...and..." She raised her chin and pointed to the sound of water behind her, "and Mrs. Guan will come in at any time."
"That woman has something wrong with her head. It doesn't matter even if she is seen."
"How could it be okay? If this really happens, Sister-in-law Guan will be jealous."
"impossible!"
Even though Zhao Kuan said this, his expression was a little timid. Because Cheng Mingxiang knew that he had a physical relationship with Sister Guan. Mrs. Guan's husband died eight years ago. She lives nearby and has a ten-year-old son. She usually makes a living by doing odd jobs and helping as a maid. After Cheng Mingxiang went to work at the "Fangxian Hotel", she entrusted her to take care of her husband's life. daily life. Zhao Kuan was right. Mrs. Guan was indeed a bit slow-witted. Since she became a widow, she had had relationships with three or four men, but she didn't care at all.
To a certain extent, Cheng Mingxiang acquiesced to Zhao Kuanran's accusation of this woman during the week she was away from home. It could even be said that she deliberately allowed them to develop this kind of relationship. After Zhao Kuan's stroke, his desire became much stronger than when he was healthy. This was most likely due to a sick relationship that made him increasingly unable to suppress his sexual desire. Therefore, when he saw Cheng Mingxiang, whom he hadn't seen for seven days, his eyes suddenly changed. He only wanted to do that. His reason seemed to be completely unable to control him, and he was eager to pull Cheng Mingxiang into bed.
For Zhao Kuan, whose wife only stays at home five days a month, it is difficult not to have sex with the women around him. Moreover, since Sister-in-law Guan has some brain problems, she may not complain even if Zhao Kuan forces her into bed. Cheng Mingxiang doesn't mind this at all, perhaps because she understands her husband's distress very well.
During the first two months that Zhao Kuan was bedridden, he was completely cared for by Cheng Mingxiang. Cheng Mingxiang had to change him into a clean diaper every day, so she was very aware of his physical abnormalities. Cheng Mingxiang knew that Zhao Kuan had an abnormal relationship with Sister Guan, but she had never mentioned it so far. Zhao Kuan thought she was unaware of it. Therefore, when Cheng Mingxiang suddenly said the words "Sister Guan would be jealous", Zhao Kuan His face suddenly turned pale.
"That woman doesn't know what jealousy is." Zhao Kuan finally calmed down and said, but his expression was still a little shy.
"Really?" Cheng Mingxiang sneered, "But she is very kind to you."
"Could it be that you're jealous?"
"I won't be jealous, it's too boring! Speaking of which, Sister Guan takes special care of you, and I would like to thank her, so that I can go out to work with peace of mind."
"Do you really care about me that much?" Zhao Kuan rolled his eyes and said, "I should say... it's thanks to me lying on the bed that you have the opportunity to leave me and go to bed with other men."
"Please don't talk nonsense, okay? I've been busy for a week and my body is almost exhausted."
"Who knows why you are so tired!"
"Okay, let me tell you the reason. If I don't go out to work, how can I support you and Sister Guan?"
"I, every time I see your domineering look, if I were still healthy, I would really want to beat you up." He said in a slightly coquettish tone.
Zhao Kuan was an eloquent man before he got sick, but he still liked to talk quickly after he got sick.
"I'm just like a loser who relies on your prostitution to make a living."
"This is too much!" Cheng Mingxiang shouted again.
"Even a fool understands this. With your income as a hotel waitress, how can you get the money to pay Sister Guan?"
"How many times do I have to tell you before you understand? I work very hard in that hotel, so my salary is a little higher."
"You probably hid your salary somewhere. If something goes wrong, just leave me and fly away, right? Cheng Mingxiang, is this your plan?"
As usual, Zhao Kuan's anger always turned into complaints and pleading in the end, because he could never get rid of the uneasiness of Cheng Mingxiang abandoning him.
