At night, the family of three lay on the kang. Yang Milan, who wanted to eat "meat", was eager to do so, and his eyes became a little hot when he looked at Li Mercy.
As soon as Li Mercy saw Yang Milan's eyes, she knew what her man wanted to do. She felt a little nervous, not knowing whether she was shy or looking forward to it.
But both of them knew that if they wanted to enjoy the pleasure of love, they had to coax Maggie, the little light bulb, to sleep first.
After all, the girl is three years old now and can remember things. If you are not careful, the couple's life will become a joke in the whole village. This kind of thing is very common in rural areas, and in most cases it is said by children. Someone's parents had a fight at night, and his father beat his mother so hard that she whimpered! For example, someone's parents play human pyramid at night…
They didn't want to become the gossip and jokes of the gossipy women under the big elm tree at the entrance of the village, so after lying on the kang, the couple tried every means to coax the little girl to sleep.
However, today Maggie seemed to be doing it on purpose. No matter how they coaxed her, her eyes were still rolling around, and she didn't seem sleepy at all.
After tossing and turning for more than half an hour, Li Mercy was so hot that she couldn't help but threaten, "Maggie, if you don't sleep, your dad will spank you!"
Maggie giggled and said, "Mom is bad, that's why Dad can't bear to hit me!"
Yang Milan was speechless for a moment, then said, "Maggie, it's already late, go to bed!"
"Dad, tell me a story. I'll go to sleep after you finish telling it!" Maggie took the opportunity to put forward her own conditions.
"Okay, Dad will tell you a story about the tortoise and the hare!"
"Um!"
Then, Yang Milan's deep and magnetic voice rang out in the room: "One day, in the forest, a rabbit and a tortoise were racing. The rabbit laughed at the tortoise for crawling slowly..."
After finishing the story, Yang Milan gently asked, "Maggie, is this story good?"
"That's nice, Bunny is so dumb!"
"Then do you know what the moral of this story is?"
"have no idea..."
"This story tells us that humility leads to progress, while pride makes people fall behind. We must persevere in our work and steadily advance until we achieve success."
"Oh! Maggie understands. Maggie, don't be a stupid little bunny from now on!"
"So Maggie wants to be a humble little turtle?"
"No, Maggie wants to be a smart bunny!"
"why is that?"
"Because turtles are ugly!"
".."
This turn of events was really unexpected. Both Yang Milan and Li Mercy were broken down by the little girl's childish words. The cheerful laughter of a family of three could be heard in the room.
On this special night of getting the marriage certificate, Yang Milan finally got to eat meat. Although it was a little late, it did not affect his appetite. After all, the little girl had been having fun all day, and she fell asleep soon after listening to the story.
After hearing the little girl's long and steady breathing, Yang Milan knew that the opportunity had come. He immediately moved the little girl from the middle to the right side of the kang, and he rolled over and quickly got into Li Mercy's quilt. Then, as Li Mercy was shy and reluctant, something happened that suddenly struck a chord! For a moment, the whole room was filled with spring...
Yang Milan got up early the next morning. Looking at Li Mercy and the little girl who were still sleeping soundly in the quilt, Yang Milan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.
Last night, this girl was really tired! The fire of lust that he had suppressed for two lifetimes was not so easy to extinguish. He didn't even know how many times he had sex with the girl last night. Anyway, when everything was over, it was already dawn.
Because she was so tired, even though the production team's whistle sounded twice to signal the start of work, it did not wake her up. Yang Milan heard it, but he didn't wake her up. He really looked down upon the few work points earned by the production team. After working so hard all day, he only earned five or six work points, which amounted to not even fifty cents.
If I work hard, I can translate at least 20,000 words a day, which I can conservatively estimate to be dozens of yuan. Why would I need my wife to earn those few work points?
I don't know if it's because he vented the anger in his heart, but when Yang Milan woke up this morning, he felt refreshed and not at all tired after the battle. He vaguely discovered that after his rebirth, his body seemed to have undergone some changes. Although he didn't notice any difference in other parts of his body, he clearly felt that his physical fitness had improved and his brain had become more flexible.
Although he didn't know which link went wrong, it was a good thing anyway, so Yang Milan didn't delve into it. After emptying the urine bucket in the room, Yang Milan quickly washed up and started to make breakfast. Cook a pot of millet porridge, slice the two large steamed buns left over from yesterday, brush them with oil, heat them in a pan, sprinkle a little salt on them, and the taste is amazing. However, the little girl was not suitable for eating hard food, so Yang Milan specially steamed a bowl of egg custard for her.
As soon as breakfast was ready, Yang Milan heard Maggie humming. Knowing that the little girl was about to get up, Yang Milan immediately went into the inner room, quickly dressed her, and carried her out to prevent her from waking up Li Mercy. This was the first time Yang Milan took care of Maggie's daily life. The little girl opened her beautiful big eyes wide, full of curiosity. But from her sweet dimples and waving little hands, you can tell that the little girl is in a good mood.
After washing his daughter's face and brushing her teeth, Yang Milan carried her to the big millstone in the yard, and then prepared breakfast for the father and daughter. Maggie had a good appetite. She ate all the egg custard made from two eggs and drank a small bowl of millet porridge. Only then did she put down her bowl and chopsticks with satisfaction.
After cleaning up the dishes and putting the remaining breakfast in the pot, Yang Milan carried Maggie out the door. He has to go to the brigade today to tell them that he will not be working in the future and to hand over his work at the same time. After all, his future work focus will be on translation, and he really has no time to take care of the production team's affairs. Although the scorer's job was not very tiring, it took too long and he had to constantly monitor and check the villagers' progress in completing their production tasks, which greatly affected his translation work.
The most important thing is that it is already 1975, and there are only two years left before the resumption of the college entrance examination. He really doesn't have that much time to waste.