Lin Zhiming arrived at Song Siqing's house with her big and small bags.
When Song Siqing saw a man like Lin Zhiming coming in with food like a housewife, she felt like she was back in her childhood for a moment.
At that time, her father often went out to buy groceries while her mother waited at home.
Her father spent a long time shopping for vegetables, and later she found out that there was a vixen who sold vegetables.
This is what Song Siqing's mother told her
"What did you buy?" Yao Jing walked up to Lin Zhiming in surprise and asked while taking the things.
"I bought potatoes, eggplants, cabbage, etc., and I bought a pound of them," Lin Zhiming said.
Yao Jing covered her forehead helplessly and said, "There are only three of us, so we can't eat so much. Half a catty of cabbage is enough. Half a catty of meat is fine, and tenderloin is good. You can buy such a piece of fat."
Buying two dried meats and potatoes is enough to fry a plate of shredded potatoes. Tear the eggplants one by one. It’s just right to make a small portion of braised eggplants in oil. You bought too much.”
Lin Zhiming scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I feel something is wrong if I don't buy a pound."
"Is this how your men always buy groceries? Buy a bag the same way?" Yao Jing asked.
"I don't know about that." Lin Zhiming shook his head and said, "I'll cook while you go and accompany Song Siqing."
"You cook?" Yao Jing looked at Lin Zhiming in surprise.
"Don't worry, my cooking skills are pretty good!" Lin Zhiming said, glanced at Song Siqing, nodded, and then walked into the kitchen.
Yao Jing returned to the living room and sat next to Song Siqing.
"I really envy you." Song Siqing said.
"There is nothing to envy." Yao Jing shook her head and said, "You don't know what it is like to live as a couple for four years with a person who has no feelings. Maybe it has become better recently, but those four years of life
, I don’t want to remember it.”
Song Siqing sighed. She didn't know what Yao Jing's four-year marriage was like, but if she lived with someone who had no feelings for four years, it would really make people despair.
"Have you asked him that question of yours?" Song Siqing suddenly asked. If Yao Jing hadn't asked, she would have persuaded Yao Jing not to ask.
"Asked!" Yao Jing nodded.
"Asked?" Song Siqing's pupils shrank slightly, and then said, "Then what? How did he answer?"
"He said he would save his mother first, and then he would die with me," Yao Jing said.
Song Siqing was stunned. She didn't expect that when Lin Zhiming faced this question, he would give such an answer.
"Zhou Wenwei just sent me a message. He also just found out that he was going to be a father. Now he and He Shuhui have reconciled. He Shuhui went to the hospital for a checkup. There is no big problem." Lin Zhiming's voice came from the kitchen.
Come.
Hearing this, Song Siqing breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately!" Yao Jing said.
"I will send a message to Shuhui now to apologize to her," Song Siqing said.
"Call me. You are indeed wrong about this matter. If you do something wrong, you must be sincere in admitting your mistake." Yao Jing said.
"Do you want to make a phone call?" Song Siqing hesitated for a moment, then took the phone and walked to her room.
Yao Jing got up and walked to the kitchen.
As soon as I arrived at the door of the kitchen, I heard a crash and a flame shot into the sky from the pot.
Lin Zhiming stupidly held the iron pot and looked at the enchanting fire in front of him.
Yao Jing couldn't help but smile, walked up to Lin Zhiming, picked up the lid and put it on the iron pot.
"When frying vegetables, be careful not to overheat the oil. Moreover, when cooking, vegetables are usually fried at the back because they are easy to fry. Let me do it and you go out." Yao Jing said.
Lin Zhiming smiled awkwardly and said, "I have watched a lot of food programs, and I thought I had become a chef."
"Cooking is not that simple." Yao Jing shook her head, took an apron and wrapped it around her body.
Lin Zhiming turned around and walked out of the kitchen.
In the living room, Song Siqing was not there.
Lin Zhiming picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.
The TV was showing the news that a certain innocent guy was cheated out of tens of thousands of dollars by a barber shop. Lin Zhiming changed several channels, but there was nothing new, so he gave up the idea of watching TV and picked up his mobile phone.
.
At this time, Song Siqing returned to the living room after making a phone call.
"Jingjing, Shuhui, she has forgiven me!" Song Siqing cried excitedly while wiping her tears.
"Just forgive you. Don't do this kind of thing in the future. Really, it's not for anything else but for yourself." Yao Jing said.
"I understand." Song Siqing nodded, then sat on the sofa opposite Lin Zhiming and looked at Lin Zhiming.
Lin Zhiming also looked at Song Siqing.
"Although I don't like you very much, I have to admit that you are still a very good man." Song Siqing said.
Lin Zhiming nodded and was about to speak.
"Don't be too happy too early." Song Siqing said seriously, "Jingjing is my best best friend. I can see that she has accepted you, but it does not mean that she likes you, so I hope you can continue
Keep respect for Jingjing!”
Lin Zhiming opened his mouth and wanted to speak.
"Wait until I finish." Song Siqing continued, "You must be good to Jingjing, very, very good. You must not let Jingjing suffer any grievances, nor be ambiguous with other women, nor cheat on her.
Men become bad when they have money. You are too rich now, so you must not become bad."
Lin Zhiming sighed.
"There is no cat in this world who doesn't cheat. Even if you do cheat in the future and cheat, I hope you can hide it forever. I don't like to be hurt quietly. Sometimes it's not good to be kept in the dark for the rest of my life."
It's better than knowing the truth!" Song Siqing said.
"Can I speak?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Okay, tell me. As Jingjing's best friend, you have passed this test now. You can say whatever you want." Song Siqing said.
"Your skirt is a bit short." Lin Zhiming said.
Song Siqing was stunned for a moment and looked down.
Seeing this, Song Siqing's face instantly turned red.
What she wore to work today was a professional skirt, the kind that hugged her thighs tightly. She was at home with Yao Jing just now, so she had no worries. After Lin Zhiming came, she forgot about it and was now sitting in the forest.
Opposite Zhiming, from Lin Zhiming's line of sight, he really saw everything that could and could not be seen.
Song Siqing quickly closed her legs and turned her body at the same time.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Song Siqing said excitedly.
"I wanted to say it, but you didn't give me a chance." Lin Zhiming said helplessly.
"Me me" Song Siqing's face turned red. Although she was outgoing and knew how to tease men, it was the first time that a man looked at her like this!
"You didn't see anything, did you?" Song Siqing asked.
"I saw everything." Lin Zhiming said.
Song Siqing was stunned for a moment. According to common sense, shouldn't Lin Zhiming say that I didn't see anything?
"If you say you didn't see it, that would be too false. Maybe you didn't see it? Your legs are so open and your skirt is so short." Lin Zhiming shrugged.
"You!!" Song Siqing was immediately angry. Although she wouldn't believe Lin Zhiming if he said he didn't see anything, she could at least comfort herself. The result was good. Lin Zhiming directly admitted that he saw everything. What do you mean?
Teasing me? Or teasing me?
"I take back what I just said. You have not passed my level, and you will never pass it!" Song Siqing said through gritted teeth.
Lin Zhiming curled his lips in disdain, as if Song Siqing had to agree to a relationship between him and Yao Jing.
Seeing Lin Zhiming's appearance, Song Siqing became more and more angry, but she was completely helpless towards Lin Zhiming.
"It's time to eat!" Yao Jing walked out of the kitchen carrying several pots of vegetables.
"Are you going to eat in the living room?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Well, Siqing's house doesn't have a dining table. We all eat in the living room. Go get the dishes and chopsticks. Siqing, where are you going?" Yao Jing asked when she saw Song Siqing walking towards the room.
"I'm going to change a pair of pants." Song Siqing said, walked into the room and closed the door.
"Change your pants? What kind of pants can you change?" Yao Jing was a little confused.
"Maybe the skirt is cold because of the draft," Lin Zhiming said.
Yao Jing was a little confused, but she didn't ask any more questions.
The meal is laid out, simple home cooking.
Song Siqing ate her head in silence without saying anything.
Yao Jing thought that Song Siqing was still affected by what happened just now, so she didn't ask any more questions.
Halfway through the meal, Song Siqing suddenly said, "Jingjing, I want to take a vacation for myself. I don't want to go to work for the time being."
"Yeah, okay." Yao Jing nodded.
"I want to go on a trip, would you like to come with me?" Song Siqing said.
"Travel? I don't have time." Yao Jing shook her head.
"It's been a long time since our best friends went on a trip together. Do you still remember when you were not married? At that time, we had to go out once every six months. Now, in four years, we haven't gone out once, and it seems that you and Zhiming didn't go on a honeymoon trip.
Right? How about you and your wife go out together, you go on your honeymoon, and I relax, how about it?" Song Siqing said.
Honeymoon trip?
Yao Jing's heart trembled slightly. When she and Lin Zhiming got married, they just had a banquet. There were no wedding photos, no honeymoon trip, nothing.
I didn't think it was anything in the past, but now that Song Siqing has brought it up, it seems that these things are really necessary. After all, the two of them have no plans to divorce, and they are also trying to accept each other more.
Yao Jing glanced at Lin Zhiming and found that Lin Zhiming was also looking at her.
"What kind of honeymoon trip? It's just something young people play. It's not necessary. There's so much work and nothing to do." Lin Zhiming said.
Lin Zhiming's words made Yao Jing frown.
After two seconds of silence, Yao Jing said, "Yes, I am old."
"I didn't say you were old, I just said that kind of thing is not suitable for us!" Lin Zhiming explained quickly.
"Well, things for young people are not suitable for a married old woman like me." Yao Jing nodded and took a mouthful of rice. There were no side dishes, so she just chewed it dry.
"That's not what I meant. How about we choose a place to hang out for a few days?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Let's take a look." Yao Jing put down her chopsticks, stood up and walked to the side.
Watching Yao Jing leave, Song Siqing couldn't help but said to Lin Zhiming, "Master!"