After three years of marriage, she didn't go home? 70's Jiaojiao wants a divorce

Chapter 22 Soft-hearted
The four of them had dinner, and Shen Qingqing was arranged to sit next to Jiang Zhixun.

Shen Qingqing didn't hesitate.

For her, this is just a procedure and will not affect her original decision.

She didn't know when Jiang Zhixun would apply to be transferred back to Beijing. When she found an opportunity, she would urge him.

To prevent her mother-in-law from nagging her again, she should stop affecting Jiang Zhixun's future.

Mrs. Wang prepared two dipping sauces.

One with only vinegar.

The other type is the usual dipping sauce, which is added with chili peppers and other condiments.

“You can choose what you like.”

Mrs. Wang said this and placed the small plate in front of Shen Qingqing and Jiang Zhixun, letting them season the food themselves.

Then he pushed the ceramic bowl of dumplings towards Shen Qingqing and said, "Eat more of the meat filling prepared by Xiao Jiang. If it doesn't taste good, let's give him some suggestions together."

Shen Qingqing said in a teasing tone, "Don't dare to raise Captain Jiang's opinion."

Mrs. Wang was amused. "You are his wife and you will live with him forever. You are the most qualified person to give advice!"

"Right, Xiao Jiang?"

Being suddenly called, Jiang Zhixun hummed vaguely.

Although his attitude was not good enough, Mrs. Wang was satisfied as long as he did not say anything he shouldn't have.

Xiao Shen doesn't need to rush back to Beijing. Give them more time and they will definitely reconcile.

After all, they have no hatred or grudges, they just have some knots in their hearts, and it will be fine if they talk it out.

The leader said, "Let's eat."

Shen Qingqing was afraid of getting her scarf dirty, so she took it off and put it on her legs.

In winter, clothes are bulky, and whenever she moves, she inevitably bumps into Jiang Zhixun next to her.

Such a small scratch is not considered intimate.

But Jiang Zhixun just felt uncomfortable.

He subtly turned his body to the side, increasing the distance between himself and Shen Qingqing.

Shen Qingqing came to the Northwest not to ease the relationship between husband and wife.

And she has calmed down.

Naturally, she didn't care about Jiang Zhixun's behavior of distancing himself from her.

In order to make Jiang Zhixun feel more comfortable, she moved the stool a little while adjusting the seat.

As a result, the two people who could have been touching arms were now separated by a distance of two fists.

If it were someone else, they might not notice the problem.

But Mrs. Wang and the leader's attention was on them, so this detail certainly did not escape their eyes.

The couple looked at each other.

They all sighed silently at the same time.

How could there be such a stupid gay man in this world?

Shen Qingqing had a calm expression. She used a spoon to scoop a few dumplings into her bowl, took a bite, and the fragrance exploded in her mouth.

The ingredients are fresh, the dumpling skin is soft, smooth and has a great taste.

The meat is rich in flavor and is served piping hot. It is really delicious.

He nodded and praised sincerely, "It's delicious."

Mrs. Wang was too lazy to care about Jiang Zhixun anymore. Every time the female comrade took a step forward, he took three steps back.

Not only did he step back, he also raised his hand to refuse Xiao Shen's approach.

If he doesn't change his temper, it would be strange if the couple could reconcile.

She glanced at her husband, and the meaning in her eyes was very clear.

You are your own soldiers, so you should do the ideological work yourself!

He picked up the spoon and scooped a few more dumplings into Shen Qingqing's bowl.

"Eat more. Once these two pots are finished, sister-in-law will make another one. Dumplings taste best when they are fresh out of the pot."

The two ceramic basins were neither too big nor too small, each half filled.

The men had big appetites, but there were only four of them, so it was enough to eat.

Shen Qingqing did not refuse Mrs. Wang's kindness. She picked up the bowl and caught the dumplings that Mrs. Wang scooped for her.

"Sister-in-law, you guys should eat too, don't just focus on me."

Mrs. Wang uttered a "hmm" and really picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

The leader wanted to take advantage of the meal to talk to the young couple about how to get along with each other, but he didn't expect his wife to refuse him. He could only glare at Jiang Zhixun.

I cursed him inwardly, "You little bastard."

Jiang Zhixun was very calm and just ate by himself, pretending not to notice the disappointed look on the face of the person opposite him.

He didn't want to say much about what happened between him and Shen Qingqing.

He understood the leader's good intentions.

But he couldn't get close to Shen Qingqing.

Jiang Zhixun felt that he had made concessions.

Otherwise, if Shen Qingqing's fever subsided, he would have sent her to the train station immediately.

His peripheral vision fell on Shen Qingqing, who was eating dumplings in small bites, holding a small bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other.

She would eat three bites of one dumpling.

The dumplings were very hot right out of the pot, so she only took a small bite of a corner for the first bite.

He blew on it before taking the second bite.

He ate slowly and gracefully.

Jiang Zhixun is tall and strong, and even when sitting he is taller than Shen Qingqing.

From his angle, he could see Shen Qingqing's curled eyelashes and the arc of her lips moving when she blew air...

Her long, smooth, black hair was draped over her shoulders, fixed with a hairband, revealing her smooth and fair profile.

There was no ear ornament, but there was a small hole in the ear.

Jiang Zhixun looked thoughtful. When did she get her ears pierced?

As I was thinking about it, I remembered that on the day they got their marriage certificate, she seemed to be wearing a small pearl earring.

Jiang Zhixun's gaze lingered on the ear hole for a few seconds. He never knew his memory was so good.

Three years have passed, and he can still remember this little detail.

As Jiang Zhixun withdrew his gaze, he glanced at Shen Qingqing's hand holding the chopsticks.

When I was washing the vegetables, my skin was red from the cold, but now it has recovered and turned white again.

She was very white, like a glutinous rice dumpling, and even the tips of her fingers holding the chopsticks looked pink and tender.

Such a delicate girl actually took a train alone to come to the northwest to find him.

Jiang Zhixun's heart softened uncontrollably.

Suddenly I wanted to do something to calm Shen Qingqing's emotions.

So, under Mrs. Wang's surprised eyes, Jiang Zhixun added two dumplings for Shen Qingqing.

"Let it hang for now."

Shen Qingqing didn't refuse, nor did she look up.

I said thank you softly.

Jiang Zhixun was inexplicably nervous, his heartbeat was irregular, and his throat was tight.

If I hadn't held my breath so hard, my breathing would have become heavy.

With his arms stiff, he added a spoonful each to Mrs. Wang and the leader.

He said stiffly, "Sorry for disturbing you today. I'll treat you to a meal in the cafeteria next time I have a day off."

Seeing that Jiang Zhixun finally got it, Mrs. Wang smiled happily and said, "I'll order two more dishes when the time comes. Don't feel bad."

Jiang Zhixun nodded, "I don't feel bad."

He was alone and had little money to spend, so he sent his allowance to Shen Qingqing.

But the ticket and the change were still in his hands.

It’s not difficult to invite Sister Wang and others to dinner.

Jiang Zhixun finally took a step forward. Mrs. Wang and the others were happy and did not deliberately try to persuade the young couple.

After dinner, let them go.

"You have to return to the team tomorrow. Take Xiao Shen for a walk today. If you feel cold, you can go back to the guesthouse and sleep."

Jiang Zhixun's ears turned even redder.

Is this urging them to have children as soon as possible?
Shen Qingqing also felt embarrassed. "Comrade Lin invited us to dinner, but we still have to go to the next game. I don't know if they need any help."

Mrs. Wang understood clearly, "Xiao Lin and Xiao Jiang are close friends. It's a rare visit for you, so you should spend some time with them."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Shen Qingqing and Jiang Zhixun left Mrs. Wang's house one after another.

(End of this chapter)