1987 My Era

Chapter 656, Xiao Han v Song Yu
The phrase "Madam Song" was like a gentle spring breeze, yet unexpectedly cold, freezing everyone in the alley into a stone statue.

Everyone was stunned, pondering the profound meaning of the words "Madam Song".

Seeing her husband, Lao Song, being described and teased like this, Chen Xiaoyu wanted nothing more than to smash Xiao Han to death with a hammer. At that moment, in her eyes, Xiao Han, with her curved eyebrows and sly smile, was practically a vixen.

Li Heng's eyelids twitched.

Damn it! Just what I feared most has come to pass. This cunning wife of mine is a ticking time bomb; wherever she is, there's a safety hazard.

Song Yu remained calm and, without waiting for Li Heng to smooth things over, stepped into the courtyard at a leisurely pace. "Long time no see, you've come."

Xiao Han stood there gracefully, cleared her throat, and asked, "When did you arrive?"

Song Yu said, "A little after 7:30 in the morning."

Xiao Han carefully observed Song Yu, paying particular attention to her appearance. Seeing that her formidable rival didn't seem to have suffered any setbacks in Lushan Village, she immediately understood the situation. After a moment, she pointed to the withered ginkgo tree and said, "Do you see this tree?"

Song Yu's attention shifted to the ginkgo tree, her face showing confusion.

Xiao Han explained crisply, "This is the second love tree that Mr. Li and I planted. The first one was a ginkgo tree, and the second one was also a ginkgo tree, but they both died for no reason."

Last time, I even took some soil from under the tree roots for testing, and also took some soil from other parts of the yard for testing. Guess what the results were?

Song Yu looked at her, waiting for what she would say next.

Xiao Han said pitifully, "The soil composition in other places is normal, but the soil under the tree roots has turned into saline-alkali land. My ginkgo tree died so tragically!"

In short: there are bad people in Lushan Village.

Upon hearing this, Ye Ning and Sun Manning exchanged glances, then looked up at the sky together. Wow! It's a clear blue sky with white clouds, it's going to rain.

Song Yu smiled gently and made no comment.

Xiao Han smiled, revealing a small dimple, and said, "You and my husband have such a good relationship, why don't you plant a tree and see if it survives?"

"You and my husband."

This is a blatant declaration of sovereignty, and also a test of Song Yu's attitude.

Upon hearing this, Li Heng secretly realized something was wrong; the cunning one was starting to act like a monster.

Song Yu glanced at Xiao Han, then at the ginkgo tree, and said calmly, "Your idea is quite good. What kind of tree should we plant?"

Song Yu's reply surprised everyone.

Xiao Han's eyes flashed, but her sweet smile remained: "Then let's plant ginkgo trees too."

As they exchanged questions and answers, the two women's provocations grew increasingly intense.

Ye Ning almost jumped for joy, shouting in his heart: Let's fight! Let's fight! It would be best if they fought to the death, so that Shihe and Suisui could benefit from it.

Seeing that Ye Ning was suppressing her laughter and secretly amused herself, Sun Manning couldn't help but kick her.

Zhang Haiyan glanced nervously at Song Yu, then at Xiao Han, her mind blank. She couldn't understand why the two top girls from No. 1 High School had ended up like this. Why was this happening?

Just as the two women were looking at each other, and the atmosphere was becoming increasingly awkward, Li Heng coughed and walked between them, muttering in a voice only they could hear: "Why plant trees? You're all so eloquent. Plant thorns instead."

Song Yu smiled and followed him into the house.

Almost at the same time as Song Yu took a step, Xiao Han also moved and entered the house a step faster.

Forced to fall behind by a step, Song Yu glanced at the back of her rival in front of her, hesitated for two seconds, and then calmly entered the house.

As soon as the three parties left, the atmosphere in the open space immediately relaxed.

Zhang Zhiyong touched his forehead and felt sweat starting to appear: "My goodness, thank goodness the old master only loves Sister Chunhua. If he had two women, he would be dead."

Upon entering the kitchen, Xiao Han and Song Yu, without Li Heng even needing to greet them, each grabbed a small stool and sat down, immediately starting to help pick and wash the vegetables.

Zhang Zhiyong and Sun Manning also helped out.

Zhang Haiyan, Ye Ning, and Chen Xiaoyu, being quite perceptive, didn't go into the kitchen but stayed in the living room watching TV and chatting. Xiao Han asked Song Yu, "Mrs. Song, how many days are you staying?"

Song Yu said, "Call me by my name."

Xiao Han cheerfully replied, "Okay, okay! Mrs. Song, how many days will you be staying this time?"

Li Heng: "..."

Sun Manning: "..."

Zhang Zhiyong looked down at the dishes and chuckled to himself.

Helpless, Song Yu said calmly, "About a week."

Xiao Han rolled up her sleeves and said with a very understanding expression, "It's a rare opportunity to come here, so you should definitely stay for a while longer."

But I'm leaving tomorrow; I have school matters to attend to, and I also have a habit of not being able to sleep in a particular bed…”

As she spoke, Xiao Han turned her head and asked Li Heng, "Mr. Li, have you arranged a bed for my sister yet?"

No one present was a fool.

Even the most clueless and dim-witted among them belatedly realized the hidden meaning in Xiao Han's words.

Xiao Han's words implied: This beauty is particular about her bed; I used to sleep in the master bedroom, so Song Yu, don't try to take it from me tonight.

In other words: Li Heng is mine tonight, Song Yu, don't try to take him away.

And then there's the part where she asked Li Heng if he'd made a new bed yet?
Then I think of the phrase "my younger sister".

Xiao Han's purpose was self-evident: This is not the capital city, this home is my territory. No matter how powerful you are, Song Yu, you are just a guest, just a dragon crossing the river. I hope you can follow my wishes in this small corner of Shanghai.

Of course, there's a deeper meaning: Xiao Han is vying with Song Yu for dominance, for the future position of "first wife and marriage certificate," and the presence of a younger sister and the master bedroom already subtly reveals everything.

Upon hearing this, the kitchen fell into an instant silence, and the temperature plummeted to freezing.

Zhang Zhiyong touched his forehead again, feeling his teeth chattering. He couldn't bear it any longer and sneaked away, escaping the kitchen under the pretext of needing to urinate.

Sun Manning, who was usually quite boisterous, didn't dare to interrupt at this moment. She looked at Xiao Han, who was always smiling, then at Li Heng, and then at Song Yu. She really hoped that Song Yu would stand up for herself.

This girl even planned that if Song Yu couldn't win an argument with Xiao Han, she would secretly call Shi He over later.

Song Yu spoke before Li Heng could speak, without asking him to say anything: "My birthday is on Mid-Autumn Festival, which is a month earlier than yours."

It means that I am older than you.

It means that this older sister should be me.

"Oh, like this."

Xiao Han didn't mind, and then said to Sun Manning, "Manning, we're out of soy sauce at home. Could you go buy a bottle? I'll thank you on behalf of Mr. Li."

Sun Manning glanced at the soy sauce on the stove, wanting to retort, "Are you blind? Isn't that newly bought soy sauce?" But when she met Xiao Han's seductive gaze, she immediately lost her courage. Then she cursed inwardly, "Damn it, you just wait. I'll come back to you when I have something to say to start a fight."

Sun Manning was sent away.

A moment later, Xiao Han turned her attention back to Song Yu, stared at Song Yu's face for a while, and asked with a smile, "Your skin is really so tender, it's so enviable."

But as far as I know, Teacher Yu is 26 this year, and Zhou Shihe's birthday is today, the Dragon Boat Festival. So how should I address you from now on? Eldest sister? Or third sister?

This is where Xiao Han's intelligence lies.

Alright, since you're older than me, this beauty won't compete with you directly. Instead, I'll use the age of other women to pressure you, forcing you, Song Yu, to automatically downplay the so-called sisterhood that comes with age.

Xiao Han's words are very skillful, but extremely aggressive.

In short, it made Song Yu swallow back the words she had just spat out.

(End of this chapter)