Living like a widow? My rough neighbor is coaxing me to have a baby every night.

Chapter 165 Laughing at You for Being a Jealous Jealous Person

After seeing Li Xiaotao off, Qin Rushan didn't rush back to the backyard.

He sat at his desk, picked up the black telephone with its peeling paint, and skillfully dialed a number.

The phone rang a few times before connecting.

Qin Rushan gave a few instructions to the other side, the gist of which was that several truckloads of goods would be entering the provincial capital tomorrow, and that someone should clear out the routes, especially the checkpoints that were likely to cause problems, and make arrangements in advance.

After hanging up the phone, he took out a cigarette case from his pocket, knocked one out, put it in his mouth, but didn't light it.

"Yang Dong".

Yang Dong was bragging to a few drivers outside when he heard the shout and quickly squeezed inside.

"Brother Qin, what are your orders?"

"When is Lao Xu going to land?" Qin Rushan took the cigarette off his hand and twirled it between his fingers.

"I just spoke with Captain Xu, and he said it's the train tomorrow afternoon."

Yang Dong scratched his head. "What's up, Brother Qin? How about we wait for Captain Xu to come back before we go get the melons?"

"Wait my ass. By then, it'll be too late."

Qin Rushan stood up, tucked the cigarette behind his ear, grabbed the keys on the table, and said, "Tell Monkey and Dazhuang from the second team not to go to that widow's bed tonight, and don't mess around with that horse pee either. Get a good night's sleep. Set off early tomorrow. If this trip goes smoothly, I'll treat you guys to a good meal at the Red Star Hotel when we get back."

"Alright! With Brother Qin saying that, we brothers are going to get a good night's sleep even if we have to tie ourselves to the bed!"

Yang Dong happily ran off to deliver the message.

Qin Rushan locked the office door, humming a tune only he could understand, and swayed back to the backyard.

Pushing open the red-painted iron gate, a whiff of delicious food wafted into my nostrils.

That was a smell he'd never encountered in his years of driving.

The kitchen was lit, and the dim yellow light shone through the paper windows, warming one's heart.

Hearing the noise, Li Xianglian carried the vegetable basin, lifted the curtain, and came out, still wearing the floral apron around her waist.

"You're back? What's with you so late?"

She placed a steaming pot of stewed green beans and pork on the stone table in the yard, then turned to get chopsticks.

"We negotiated a big deal, and it took a lot of talking."

Qin Rushan washed his hands, but didn't dry them. He sat down on the stone bench with an air of nonchalance, grabbed a steamed bun, and took a big bite.

He was exhausted from moving these past few days, and after his battle of wits with Li Xiaotao, he was really hungry.

Li Xianglian sat down opposite him, served him a bowl of mung bean porridge, and pushed it towards him, saying, "Eat slowly, no one will take it from you."

Qin Rushan ate half a steamed bun in a few bites before he felt full.

He picked up a piece of green beans with his chopsticks, chewed them with relish, and casually remarked, "Wife, guess who delivered this business to me today?"

Li Xianglian was sipping her porridge when she heard this and looked up: "Who is it? A big boss from out of town?"

"She's not from out of town, she's from your Li Family Village." Qin Rushan looked at her. "Li Xiaotao, do you know her?"

Li Xianglian paused for a moment while holding her chopsticks.

"Xiao Tao?" A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. "She...she went to find you?"

"Hmm, he's got guts. He dares to try and get something for nothing from me, bringing the whole village's melons to talk about profit sharing."

Qin Rushan clicked his tongue. "This girl doesn't seem like someone who grew up in a village. She's got a wild personality, just like those self-employed people in the city."

Li Xianglian put down her bowl, her eyes unfocused, as if lost in memories.

"I remember her."

Li Xianglian said softly, "Back in the village, she was an oddball. All the other young women worked in the fields every day, afraid of being gossiped about and never being able to get married. But she dared to ride her bike at the village entrance wearing a floral polyester shirt, and she laughed loudly, never caring about what others thought. She even dared to fight with the village hooligans, but no one could beat her..."

At this point, Li Xianglian smiled slightly.

It was envy, and it was also a feeling of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing both admiration and

"At that time, I thought, how wonderful it would be if a person could live as freely as she did in her lifetime."

The meat in Qin Rushan's mouth suddenly didn't taste good anymore.

He put down his chopsticks, his dark eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at his wife's face, which looked exceptionally gentle under the light.

"What? Envious of her?"

Li Xianglian, oblivious to the change in the man's tone, continued, going along with her own thoughts, "How could I not be envious? Someone like her would never listen to her parents' arranged marriages. She'd definitely marry someone she truly loves..."

"Smack."

Qin Rushan slammed his chopsticks on the table, neither too hard nor too soft.

The commotion was small, but it startled Li Xianglian.

She snapped out of her daze and looked up to meet Qin Rushan's eyes, which were brimming with jealousy.

So you think you got married at a bad price?

Qin Rushan got up and sat down next to Li Xianglian. "You think marrying a rough old monk like me wasn't your own choice? Did I force you? Or do you think I'm not as good as that pretty boy?" Are you still thinking about that pretty boy?!

Li Xianglian was increasingly astonished as she listened.

This man is getting more and more outrageous, and he even turns on you like that.

Seeing his sullen face, like a child who couldn't get candy, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Qin Rushan was even angrier, his brows furrowing into a knot. "I'm asking you a question, be serious!"

"I'm laughing at you for being such a jealous person."

Li Xianglian reached out and boldly pinched his hard cheek.

"You're such a fool."

She picked up the fattest and most fragrant piece of pork belly and stuffed it directly into Qin Rushan's mouth, silencing the sarcastic remark he was about to utter.

"Brother Shan, don't you feel guilty saying that?"

Li Xianglian watched him chew the meat, her eyes softening like water. "Back then, I endured those days in that dark room, and I even felt like dying. How could I dare to think about whether I liked it or not? I just wanted to be able to eat my fill and not be beaten; that would be the life of a god."

She stood up, walked behind Qin Rushan, gently wrapped her arms around his broad neck, and pressed her face against his sweaty shoulder.

"But what about now?"

She whispered in Qin Rushan's ear, "I live in a big house, wear new clothes, and no one dares to give me a hard time anymore. This life is better than that of an immortal. Xiao Tao lives a carefree life, but I think I'm much luckier than her now."

Qin Rushan's anger was instantly extinguished by these few soft words, and he felt as comfortable as if he had drunk an ice-cold soda on a hot summer day.

He grabbed Li Xianglian's hand that was wrapped around his neck and kissed it hard in his palm.

"You know how to talk, woman."

Qin Rushan reached out and pulled Li Xianglian into his arms, making her sit on his lap.

"I just can't stand you praising others. You're my wife, so in your eyes, I'm the best in the world."

His rough, large hands caressed the soft flesh of her waist, his breathing becoming somewhat heavy.

"I'm taking the car to the provincial capital early tomorrow morning. I probably won't be back until the day after tomorrow."

Li Xianglian stiffened, somewhat reluctant: "So urgent? Then... then be careful on the road, don't drive recklessly just to save time."

"Don't worry, I value my life. I have such a precious daughter waiting for me at home, why would I risk my life on the road?"

Qin Rushan lowered his head, his forehead touching hers, and his nose brushed against hers.

"Go to bed early tonight, okay?"