After four years of marriage, the military officer husband came back

Zhao Cuilan deliberately dragged out the ending sound of the word "yo", and her sarcastic tone was full of contempt for the country people.

Then he continued:

"This lame countryman is quite self-conscious. Every time he comes, he drops off his food and leaves. He's not like my country relatives who always want to have a meal just for bringing some pickles. My, the energy they put in eating is as if all the farts in the city smell good."

These words were really harsh to hear, and contained a hint of sarcasm. Xia Qingning frowned and looked at her coldly. Suddenly, she hurried forward, took a few steps in front of Zhao Cuilan, and looked at her steadily.

"You, what do you want to do?" Xia Qingning's sudden action frightened Zhao Cuilan so much that she stepped back repeatedly. She had also witnessed how powerful Xia Qingning was in the past two days, and she was afraid that she would do something to embarrass herself.

Seeing her frightened look, Xia Qingning raised her lips slightly and asked in a puzzled manner:

"What is Aunt Zhao afraid of?" Then she continued as if nothing had happened:

"I just want to see if you, a city dweller, have an extra eye and a mouth compared to us country folk."

Wu Xiaodong, who was standing by, immediately understood what was going on. He also moved closer to Zhao Cuilan to take a closer look and said:

"I'm taking a look too." After looking for a while, he said with a puzzled look:

"It doesn't seem to be long." After saying that, he suddenly changed the subject:

"Then why is Aunt Zhao so arrogant and foul-mouthed?"

The old man at the side couldn't stand it anymore and said:

"Aunt Zhao, how can you say that? Going back two generations, everyone is from the countryside. Aren't you the same? Otherwise, how could you have relatives from the countryside?"

"I..." Zhao Cuilan was speechless for a moment, and couldn't find the words to retort. After a long while, she said weakly:

"Whoever has high expectations has foul mouth."

Xia Qingning ignored her and bent down to give the old man a few handfuls of loquats:

"Thank you for watching over the loquats for me, uncle. Please enjoy these."

After that, he took a few more handfuls and put them into Wu Xiaodong's pocket:

"Xiaodong, you eat too."

Zhao Cuilan, who was standing by, watched Xia Qingning give loquats to the two of them. She no longer disdained the fact that they were from the countryside. She stretched her neck and looked at the loquats in the basket, saying meaningfully:

"The color of this loquat looks good, but I don't know if it tastes good."

Xia Qingning understood the implication in her words, but stood there indifferently, not intending to give her any.

At this time, Wu Xiaodong had already peeled a loquat, peeled off the outer skin, revealing the yellow flesh, which was thick and juicy, and had a sweet fragrance that was extremely tempting.

The fifteen-year-old boy still had the mentality of a child. He deliberately ate slowly in front of Zhao Cuilan, and then said:

"Aunt Zhao, I tasted it for you. It's delicious, juicy, and very sweet."

"Oh, really?" Zhao Cuilan swallowed and looked at Xia Qingning, her eyes shining with anticipation.

Xia Qingning seemed to understand what she meant. She smiled at her and then picked up a handful of loquats.

Zhao Cuilan raised her hand happily to take it, but Xia Qingning glanced at her, put the loquats down again, then suddenly picked up the basket and said to Zhao Cuilan:

"Well, I forgot. Aunt Zhao is from the city. She probably can't get used to these country food. I won't send you off."

After saying that, without looking at her, he picked up the basket and got on Wu Xiaodong's bicycle. Soon Wu Xiaodong rode away.

Zhao Cuilan, who was fooled, stared at the two men as they left. She was furious, but she couldn't find any words to refute. Just as she was getting angry, the old man who was eating loquats next to her added another "lack of tact":

"Well, you know what, the loquats in this country are really sweet."

At this moment, Zhao Cuilan's face turned green with anger.

Xia Qingning felt very happy after teaching Zhao Cuilan a lesson. When they were about to reach the yard, she thought for a moment and said to Wu Xiaodong:

"Xiaodong, do you have time? Can you teach me how to ride a bike?"

What He Shanshan said just now was really irritating. Didn't she just think she couldn't ride a bike? She passed all four subjects in one try when she took the driver's license test. Could riding a bike be harder than driving a car?

However, the bicycles of this era are much taller and heavier than the shared bicycles in the world today. There is also a horizontal bar in the middle, which makes it inconvenient to get on and off the bicycle, and increases the difficulty of learning to ride.

If no one teaches me, learning by myself will not only be slow but also dangerous, so I asked Wu Xiaodong if he was willing to teach me.

If he let Wu Xiaodong teach him, no one would gossip about him. After all, he was just a teenager, and they were riding in the yard, so people outside couldn't see him.

"Okay, I will definitely teach you." Wu Xiaodong replied confidently.

Hearing him say this, Xia Qingning also gained a little more confidence and replied:

"Thank you for your help. I will give you the coaching fee."

Of course I should pay someone for taking the time and effort to teach me how to ride a bike.

"Sister Qingning, why are you bringing this up again? Do you think I can take your money?" Wu Xiaodong asked.

"It's okay, I'm rich now." Xia Qingning said proudly, looking like a wealthy person.

Wu Xiaodong thought about it and said with a smile:

"Then change it to two popsicles a week, and buy them at the supply and marketing cooperative."

*

He Shanshan was very depressed because of what had just happened. She was afraid that someone would find out that she was riding a bike secretly again, so she stopped just after passing the alley and pushed the bike home quietly.

When I returned to my yard and saw that there was no one there, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She carefully put the car back to its original position and was about to turn around when she heard a cold voice behind her:

"What are you doing?"

He Shanshan was already feeling guilty, and when she was asked the question suddenly, she was so scared that she almost screamed.

When he turned around, he saw Lu Jingzhe standing there with a cold face, looking at him. There was no warmth in those amber eyes.

"I..." He Shanshan, who was caught again, was speechless and didn't know how to answer.

She was not afraid when she faced Xia Qingning just now, but now it was Lu Jingzhe. He was a man who even looked down on her mother Wang Mingfang and dared to teach her a lesson. How could she not be timid?

He Shanshan hesitated for a long time before she said timidly:

"When I left in the morning, I saw the bike was parked there and no one was riding it, so I..."

"No one is riding?" Lu Jingzhe frowned, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Seeing that he seemed to be more concerned about this issue, He Shanshan quickly said:

"Yeah, no one's riding it, I think it's just sitting there..."

When Lu Jingzhe heard this, his eyes suddenly passed over He Shanshan and looked towards the gate of the courtyard.

I saw Xia Qingning sitting in the back seat of Wu Xiaodong's car, holding a basket of loquats in her arms. The two were talking about something, with smiles on their faces.

Lu Jingzhe's face turned visibly colder.