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

Chapter 229 A random bit of mandarin duck music

Shen Qingqing slept until dinner time.

Strictly speaking, this was the first day of her vacation, so it was normal for her to sleep a little longer.

The elders didn't say anything, but Shen Qingqing still felt a little embarrassed.

They set the table, serve food to the elders, and rush to do all the work.

She used to be like this.

Now, the elders don’t treat her as a guest.

If she is not allowed to do anything, it will seem awkward.

This time when they returned home, Shen Qingqing and Jiang Zhixun finally sat together openly.

It’s not like before, when they sat on separate sides.

It's not like a while ago when I was deliberately keeping my distance.

"Have a meal!"

The old man was in a good mood, full of energy, and looked several years younger.

Shen Qingqing picked up the tender stewed meat and handed it to the old man. "Today's meal smells so good. Please eat more."

The meal was cooked by Jiang's mother. With just one word and one action, she made the two of them happy.

Jiang's mother said, "Your job is so tiring. You're always in meetings and dealing with all sorts of things. Now that you have a day off, you should eat more and replenish your body."

Jiang Zhixun tilted his head to look at Shen Qingqing, "No wonder you've become so tired and thin."

"How can it be that exaggerated?"

"I am telling the truth."

The weather was cold and she was wearing thick clothes, but she still looked so slim and not bloated at all.

Isn't it just that you've lost weight?

Shen Qingqing didn't believe Jiang Zhixun's judgment.

She felt that she was neither fat nor thin, and did not need to lose weight or gain weight.

If you accidentally gain weight, many of your clothes won't fit when the weather gets warmer.

Don’t be fooled by Jiang Zhixun!

Shen Qingqing thought so.

There were a few pieces of pork ribs in the bowl. Jiang Zhixun ate while picking up some vegetables for Shen Qingqing.

With a faint smile on his face, he seemed to be enjoying the fun of being fed.

Shen Qingqing sighed helplessly, "No need to clip it for me."

"Ah."

He agreed quickly but didn't restrain himself.

Jiang's mother thought to herself that the brat was caring and thick-skinned, but it was a pity that he didn't learn his lesson back then and had to make trouble.

Otherwise, the children at home would have been able to help with cooking by now!

If they had a child at that time, she would have taken care of it, and it would not have affected the couple's work now.

How nice.

Mother Jiang was in a state of confusion, but Shen Qingqing and Jiang Zhixun were unaware of it.

Shen Qingqing stretched out her legs and touched Jiang Zhixun, signaling him to stop and not to pick up any more food for her.

As a result, the man climbed up the pole and pressed his strong and powerful long legs tightly against her.

Even through the fabric, you can feel the strong and firm muscles.

Shen Qingqing dodged, but he came back to her.

He appears calm on the surface, but is busy beneath the table.

Jiang Zhixun eats very quickly, a habit he has developed over the years.

It's not rude and gives people the feeling that they are eating very deliciously.

Seeing the faint smile on his lips, Shen Qingqing wanted to pinch him.

This person did it on purpose.

He is shameless and not afraid of being discovered by his elders, but he still wants to drag her into it!

Jiang Zhixun was the first to put down his bowl and chopsticks, and the elders were used to it.

I ignored him and just told Shen Qingqing to eat more.

"Your dad and I bought some more dry goods. Go check them out after dinner. If there's anything missing, you and Zhixun can go buy some tomorrow."

Shen Qingqing nodded, "Okay."

Jiang's mother added, "Relatives will be visiting on New Year's Day. If you want some quiet time, go out and play. Come back and greet them when it's time for dinner."

Shen Qingqing couldn't help laughing, "Isn't that impolite?"

Jiang's mother said, "Although we are relatives, not everyone can get along. We just need to deal with it during the holidays. If someone finds it impolite, they can choose not to associate with us."

Shen Qingqing came to the compound very early and met all the relatives of the Jiang family.

She knew them all, including those from Jiang's mother's family. But she had been ill and had no recollection of them.

Jiang's mother explained everything to her, and finally joked, "There's a nephew on my mother's side of the family. He was stunned when he saw you for the first time. At that time, everyone even joked about pairing you two up."

"Mom!" Jiang Zhixun said in a dissatisfied tone.

It turns out that they had tried to match Qingqing with her cousin, Qingqing with Qin Wenqiang... so many people, but they never thought of letting him have such a good thing.

Fortunately, Qingqing had her own ideas and didn't listen to them. Otherwise, if she had married someone else, what would he have to do with her?
Jiang's mother glared at him and said, "What are you doing? If you don't want to listen, just leave. Don't interrupt our conversation."

Jiang Zhixun said dryly, "Let's talk about something else. They're all married now. If you keep talking about this, it'll affect other people's marital relationships, which won't be good."

A smile flashed across Jiang's mother's eyes. "You know she's married, so why are you still so petty?"

Jiang Zhixun is just narrow-minded.

I don't want any other man to have anything to do with Shen Qingqing.

His possessiveness erupted, and he wished he could go back to the past and marry Shen Qingqing home before his elders could arrange a match for them.

"Qingqing doesn't like them, and you keep talking about it. Are you trying to make her waver?"

Shen Qingqing was embarrassed, "Why should I waver?"

"They like you." This was said with a hint of bitterness.

Shen Qingqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "That's all in the past. Don't make trouble for no reason."

"That's right," Jiang's mother agreed. "Other people have good eyes and know that Qingqing is a good girl. They like her. That's because they have good taste. They are not like some people who are so stupid that they almost lose their good wives."

Jiang Zhixun felt a chill on his back after being looked at meaningfully by Shen Qingqing.

"That's all in the past. Isn't it changed now?"

"That won't erase your dark history."

Jiang Zhixun couldn't answer.

The hand under the table was secretly placed on Shen Qingqing's leg.

Carefully stroking it, there is a kind of flattering feeling.

He couldn't change what happened in the past, but he certainly wouldn't make the same mistake again.

Shen Qingqing put her left hand under the table, trying to move Jiang Zhixun's hand away, but he held it instead.

Palms touching, body temperature as hot as ever.

Shen Qingqing hadn't finished her meal yet, and was afraid that her elders would notice something was wrong, so she pulled away, and Jiang Zhixun let go.

No more chaos.

Sit in your seat obediently and wait for them to finish their meal.

We chatted and ate at the same time, and the meal took half an hour longer than usual.

After dinner, Shen Qingqing had to wash the dishes and clean the house.

Jiang's mother didn't stop him, "Zhixun, you two go together."

In the past, Shen Qingqing often rushed to do housework, and when Jiang Zhixun was on vacation at home, he would divide the work with her.

Jiang's mother had the illusion that time was going backwards.

The difference is that this time Zhixun didn't treat Qingqing with a cold face.

The two of them squeezed in the kitchen, and Shen Qingqing was speechless.

"Go wipe the table and sweep the floor."

Jiang Zhixun said calmly: "Wash it first and then dry it."

Shen Qingqing threw the dishcloth to him and said, "Wash it yourself."

Jiang Zhixun didn't want Shen Qingqing to work, he just wanted to stay with her for a while longer.

After the New Year, he will return to the team.

Qingqing's vacation only lasted a few days, and since everyone had started working, they had fewer opportunities to meet.

"Leave it to me."

Shen Qingqing: "Then what should I do?"

Jiang Zhixun: "Accompany me."

The man rolled up his sleeves, revealing his wheat-colored arms. His muscles were smooth and powerful, but not exaggerated to the point of being scary.

He raised his right hand and said, "Wife, help me take off my watch."

Shen Qingqing suddenly recalled some confusing images.

Afraid of hurting her, he coaxed her into helping him get his watch like this a few times.

And the belt...

"Why is your face so red?"

The man's eyes were teasing, "Shen Qingqing, are you thinking the wrong thing?"

"No." The answer was quick.

There was a hint of mockery in Jiang Zhixun's eyes. He didn't say anything, but Shen Qingqing was the first to give in.

She rudely took the watch off his wrist and left the kitchen without looking back.