Lin Jiao was also extremely cheap.
She always wants to show her presence in front of Wen Qian. She knows that men like to smoke. Most men are good at saving face. Naturally, they would be unhappy if their wives lose face outside, especially for an outstanding man like Zhou Shilin.
Smoking is not free.
She couldn't make any discord between the two of them by instigating a few words, so she talked even harder about Wen Qian's faults, saying that she was spoiled by men, and that as a wife, she should give her husband face outside. Enigmatic speech.
Finally come to a conclusion.
Wen Qian is not qualified as a wife.
"Am I not qualified?"
Wen Qian was annoyed and immediately seized on the loopholes in Lin Jiao's words to counterattack.
"Sister Lin Jiao, I see that you are only seventeen or eighteen years old. Why is it that a grown-up girl is not ashamed at all when talking about the relationship between husband and wife? You have started to miss men when you are only a few years old. You speak so eloquently. I think you should stop going to school. Why not find someone to marry as soon as possible? Then you can train your man how you want, so that you don’t have to keep an eye on other people’s couples all day long.”
"Those who don't know better think you have ulterior motives."
As she said that, she covered her mouth in feigned surprise and exclaimed: "You run to the family home every day, don't you want to destroy other people's families? Oh, you look like you have one head and two eyes, you don't have a good heart." ah."
Lin Jiao: "..."
Did she mean it? !
Regardless of whether she meant it or not, the other military wives looked at Lin Jiao differently. No wonder they came to the family home every chance they got and stayed there for only half a month. Maybe they really had ulterior motives.
She is a girl of seventeen or eighteen.
It's as tender as a flower bone. If you really have some dirty thoughts, can your husband withstand the temptation?
Every one of the military wives present became wary of Lin Jiao, and even scolded Lin Jiao in front of her for being evil-minded. They are a couple.
Lin Jiao was so angry that her nose became crooked.
She stamped her foot vigorously, looked at Zhou Shilin aggrievedly, and said with a pinched voice: "Captain Zhou, you know that's not what I meant. You don't care about Wen Qian, how could she say that to me."
Zhou Shilin looked at Lin Jiao coldly.
"I don't know anything, I just know that you are a little... nosy after eating too much."
The words just fell.
Wen Qian laughed cooperatively. As soon as she laughed, laughter burst out one after another around her. The laughter was full of ridicule. Lin Jiao couldn't stand it anymore and ran away wiping her tears.
Wait until she leaves.
The military wives started talking, and they were all gearing up to go back and educate their own men, so as to stay away from evil little vixens like Lin Jiao in the future.
This time Lin Jiao shot herself in the foot.
Back home.
Zhou Shilin went to wash the clothes that the two of them had changed out of. He had strong hands and strength. Winter clothes were thick and heavy and Wen Qian couldn't twist them. Most of the time, he would wash them. As for clothes like thick coats and cotton-padded jackets, he didn't wash them often. , usually worn in rotation, and when the weather warms up in spring, change them out and wash them together.
While doing laundry.
Wen Qian also lamented that it would be nice to have a washing machine. With her current strength, she couldn't afford it. She could afford a washing machine and a TV. However, Zhou Shilin's status was special. The family members can only keep a low profile.
"Captain Zhou, I can only help you."
Zhou Shilin wrung out the clothes two or three times and hung them to dry by the stove outside. A few autumn clothes and autumn trousers were mixed with warm solid-color underwear and floral pants, which made her ears feel hot.
"Why did you wash this too?"
Zhou Shilin smoothly smoothed the underwear and said calmly: "You belong to me. It's not normal to wash your underwear. I washed it with clean water and poured it on both sides. There was no soap suds left at all."
Wen Qian laughed dryly.
"Very good, keep up the good work."
While she was talking, she was holding a white towel in her hand to wipe her hair. Sometimes it is not good to have long hair. In the era when there were no hair dryers, the hair dried too slowly after washing.
She couldn't stand sleeping with her hair wet.
I can only sit by the stove and dry it little by little.
Zhou Shilin saw this, but he didn't say anything. He silently took the towel from Wen Qian's hand and wiped her hair carefully. His movements were gentle and powerful, making Wen Qian sleepy.
"Go to bed when you feel sleepy."
Wen Qian shook her head. It was not even ten o'clock yet, and she still had to review. There was never a genius in the world. The so-called genius worked hundreds or thousands of times harder when no one saw her.
My hair is almost dry.
She sat down at the table and began to write questions. The soft light shone around her. Zhou Shilin leaned on the bedside and watched quietly. After an unknown amount of time, he yawned and picked up the alarm clock on the table. , the hour hand is pointing to eleven o'clock.
"It's time to rest."
Wen Qian closed the book, shook her aching right hand, stood up and walked to the bed. As soon as she came over, Zhou Shilin took her waist and tucked her into the bed. The bed was warm and comfortable.
"sore hands."
After lying down, Wen Qian closed her eyes and hummed.
Zhou Shilin looked down at her. The young daughter-in-law in front of him had bright eyes and white teeth, but there was a hint of tiredness in her brows. He felt distressed for a moment and gently rubbed her arms and hands with just the right amount of force.
Very comfortable.
After rubbing it to a comfortable place, Wen Qian couldn't help but make a humming sound. At this time, Zhou Shilin's movements would pause and his breathing would become suppressed.
Gee, that’s really annoying.
***
The next day.
Wen Qian is going to No. 1 Middle School to take a mock exam.
The exam starts at eight o'clock.
Just after seven o'clock, she set off from home by bicycle on time. When she passed the place where she was waiting for the shuttle bus, she saw several people standing beside the shuttle bus with anxious faces, urging the driver to repair the car quickly.
"Why is it bad at this time? I still have to take the exam."
Lin Jiao stamped her feet anxiously.
The driver was also annoyed: "Why are you urging me? If you don't go early for the exam, the car won't be repaired today. Let's find another way to get into the city."
When other people heard this, they were disappointed, but they were not in a hurry.
But Lin Jiao was different.
She had been preparing for this exam for a long time, thinking about what to do if she was late. When she was anxious, a bell rang behind her, and she immediately looked back.
Seeing it was Wen Qian, the smile on her lips suddenly froze.
Originally she wanted someone to give her a ride, but now it seemed like there was no chance. The conflict between herself and Wen Qian was so big that she would definitely not want to take her. With this thought in mind, she walked towards the county town resignedly.
Unexpectedly, Wen Qian suddenly pressed the brake and stopped.
"Do you need me to take you?"
Lin Jiao's eyes widened in surprise.
"You're not kidding?"
"You can't fall in love."
Lin Jiao: "..."
Although Wen Qian's attitude was not very good, she was really afraid of being late. After struggling for a few seconds, she finally failed to resist the temptation of not having to walk, so she walked awkwardly to the back seat of the bicycle.
Wen Qian stopped her.
