The new house was turned into a mud house by the flood. Although Chen Mufeng cleaned it for a long time, the mottled mud walls, grass roots in the cracks of the floor, broken light bulbs, and the furniture and items that tried to maintain their original shape immediately gave up their nostalgia.
She hugged Chen Mufeng's waist, buried her face in his chest, and said sadly: "Am I a bad guy... There was a flood just after you married me... causing the villagers to lose their houses..."
The remote villages are superstitious and closed, and she is afraid that the villagers will blame Mu Feng.
Chen Mufeng was so dumbfounded by her words that she couldn't laugh or cry. What the hell... If she was a broom star, then what happened to the dozens of student dolls she saved.
Gently lifting her chin, she smiled warmly and affectionately: "Fool, don't think about it all day long. The folks will not blame you, they will only be grateful to you."
Her black eyes were like crystals soaked in water, and she stared at him with a hint of worry: "Really?!"
His mind was swayed by the deep darkness. He lowered his head slightly and pressed a soft kiss on her forehead: "Really." His determined tone, like sunshine, cleared away the dark clouds that were weighing on her heart.
She smiled, took the initiative to put her arms around his neck, stood up on her tiptoes and kissed his lips. This kiss did not have any fiery and lingering meaning, it was only a brief taste, and it represented her gratitude and gratitude.
The two leaned against each other for a while, then Chen Mufeng smiled and touched the back of Yao Xiaojing's head, found a piece of plastic cloth and put it on the bare damp bed, and asked her to sit down. He bent down and took out a box from the repaired simple wardrobe.
, took out a bank card inside and handed it to Yao Xiaojing: "This is my salary card."
Yao Xiaojing was confused, holding the card that had not been swept away by the flood and asked: "What are you doing for me?"
"Xiaojing, there are two things I want to discuss with you." Chen Mufeng sat down next to her, his expression gradually becoming serious.
"What are you doing... are you causing trouble..." She reached out to touch his face, but was grabbed by his big hand and held in the palm of his hand...
It could be seen that he was actually a little nervous.
"I want to... donate the remaining 20,000 yuan in the card to the village." Although this reason is fair and honest, there is nothing to hide behind it. But the key point is that this money is already his only remaining savings.
, originally wanted to build a new house for my aunt, but my aunt and Yuqing didn't want it at all. For this reason, they moved out of the school early and built a temporary residence using the unfinished board house at home.
Yao Xiaojing was dumbfounded and looked at him for a long time before she said quietly: "What do you think of me... do you think I will disagree with you, or do you think I am the evil bitch that the villagers call you?"
"No...I didn't mean that..." This was the only savings he had left after struggling for more than 20 years. Donating it would mean that he would become a complete pauper.
Yao Xiaojing stood up and moved the suitcase that was hanging outside to dry. Chen Mufeng wanted to help, but she was blocked and refused to let him go.
Opening the suitcase, she found that her luggage and belongings were all in it. They were not soaked by the flood, but were just a mess. She squatted on the ground and searched for a long time. She dug out the bank card she wanted to give to her aunt. She took out a
Pen and notepad, he pulled Chen Mufeng, who was standing in front of him stupidly, to sit back on the bed.
He wrote down a series of numbers and put them in front of him. He explained very seriously: "This is all our family's savings, including the dowry from my mother and the money on your card. The total is this amount!"
Chen Mufeng looked at the long string of numbers on the piece of paper and said nothing for a long time. He was a little shocked, but more disappointed. His Xiaojing is really a very capable girl, although she is younger than him, but
The money he earned was several times more than the savings he had worked hard to save for more than ten years.
Yao Xiaojing knew that he would definitely have this shocked expression and was on guard against him, so she reached out to hold his face to prevent him from looking away.
"Don't be angry, Mu Feng..."
His deep black eyes stared at her: "No life..." He just felt guilty for his weakness and poverty. As soon as he got married, he wanted her to suffer with him.
She came closer to him, kissed him on the lips unexpectedly, and whispered against his forehead: "Don't be unhappy."
He opened his lips and wanted to kiss her mouth, but she easily dodged him before he could reach her.
Looking at his shocked and aggrieved eyes, she slowly smiled. She held his cheek and kissed him gently again and again. It wasn't until his brows relaxed, his breath was unstable, and his big palms touched her waist that she suddenly
She distanced the distance between the two people and said to him with clear eyes but firmness: "I am your wife, Mu Feng. We are a family. As long as you think something is right, I will not have any objections." She said to him.
The two bank cards were superimposed on each other: "If these are not enough, how about we send them over after we get home?"
Chen Mufeng looked at her deeply, his thin lips trembled slightly, and then turned into a sigh.
His Xiaojing always gave him endless surprises and never let him down.
Yao Xiaojing straightened his angular face and pretended to be serious: "Don't frown in the future, don't hide your worries from me, don't think of me as such an unbearable woman... Do you understand?"
"Well..." He hugged her tightly with satisfaction...
"Let's donate 50,000 yuan first, in the name of my aunt and Yuqing. You can still take your card with you, you will need it when you return to the army." She knew that Chen Mufeng was frugal, but after all, he already had work, favors and necessary expenses.
How can we be short of money?
"I have enough money... really, the monthly salary plus special subsidies is more than 4,000." He also just received this amount this year.
"I've got enough flowers to keep by my side for emergencies...Okay, it's decided." She forcefully stuffed the card into his pocket, then held his waist to prevent him from moving anymore.
"Xiao Jing..." He had no choice but to deal with her toughness at certain times.
The two cuddled up quietly like this until Chen Mufeng remembered something more important. He lowered his head and murmured something in her ear. Yao Xiaojing's expression changed from shock to surprise, then from surprise to ecstasy, and finally she
She suddenly pushed her man onto the bare bed and pressed him on top of him.
"Ouch...Ouch...can I really become a military dependent and go to the army with you?"