Qin Jingru played along with Luo Song for a while before leaving.
This girl was quite the charmer.
No matter what unpleasant things were said, she’d only frown for a moment, then be fine again in the blink of an eye.
She seemed carefree, but she knew what she wanted.
For her, going to the city was an obsession.
As for her saying she was committed to Luo Song for life, she should just take that with a grain of salt.
If Luo Song really slept with her but didn’t take her to the city, she’d definitely turn her back on him.
Don’t let her seemingly naive appearance fool you; she had a cunning side.
Even so, Luo Song didn’t think there was anything wrong with Qin Jingru’s actions.
Every normal person longs for a better life.
For a woman like Qin Jingru, with limited education and no skills, the only hope was to marry a man from the city to change her fate.
Luo Song’s reluctance to agree to Qin Jingru’s proposal wasn’t due to his incorruptibility, but rather because he hadn’t yet made up his mind.
After all, Qin Jingru was different from Qin Huairu, a married woman; he couldn’t just treat her like a casual fling.
The two families lived next door, constantly running into each other.
If something went wrong, the consequences would be dire.
If Luo Song didn’t take responsibility, and the Qin family made a scene, he would not only lose his job and his reputation would be ruined, but he might even end up in jail.
He didn’t have the power to back down yet, so he had to play it safe for now.
That’s why Luo Song was so cautious.
When Qin Jingru left, Luo Song didn’t see her off.
She hadn’t allowed him to deliver it, saying it was cold outside, and had only borrowed a flashlight.
Seeing her about to leave, Luo Song got up and told her to wait a moment.
He then went to the cabinet, pretending to rummage through it, but actually spent ten yuan in his spatial storage to buy a large bag of fruit candy and a large bag of White Rabbit milk candy.
Qin Jingru, seeing Luo Song carrying two large bags of candy and about to hand them to her, was moved to tears.
She knew that in those days, not everyone could afford such a bag of candy.
You couldn’t buy it at the supply and marketing cooperative without a ration coupon.
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The bag Luo Song had taken out weighed at least five pounds, and the bag of fruit candy wasn’t cheap either, looking like it weighed four or five pounds.
Together, it was almost a hundred yuan.
“This…this, Brother Song, I can’t let you keep it for yourself, it’s too precious.” Seeing this, Luo Song piled the candy into Qin Jingru’s arms, gently pinched her nose, and said, “What’s so precious about it?
You’re my good daughter, my little dick-sheath.
Here, take it.” He then pulled out five ten-yuan bills from his pocket and stuffed them into Qin Jingru’s hand.
“Take this money too.
This is your pocket money from your brother Song.
Remember not to let your parents see it.
Spend it secretly.
Remember, don’t flaunt your wealth, understand?” Qin Jingru was so moved that tears streamed down her face.
She nodded vigorously and replied, “I know, my big-dicked daddy.” Her face flushed, and she turned away, feeling warm inside, clutching the two bags of candy and grabbing her flashlight.
The woman’s sweet fragrance in the bed made Luo Song restless and uneasy.
He tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
— The next day.
Early in the morning, Luo Song woke up and noticed noises coming from the kitchen.
He dozed off for a moment before remembering that the kitchen door hadn’t been locked last night; Qin Jingru must have come over.
Luo Song lingered in bed, not in a hurry to get up, first checking the supplies in his spatial storage.
“There’s quite a lot!” Luo Song thought to himself.
Compared to his personal consumption, the supplies in his spatial storage were indeed far too many; even if he used them all his life, he couldn’t use them all.
But Luo Song didn’t intend to sell them.
Too many, so be it; he’d store them all in his storage space, hoping that when he had the strength, he could do something for the country.
Just as he was thinking this, he heard Qin Jingru’s sweet voice calling from outside: “Brother Song, get up quickly!
Dinner’s almost ready!” “Okay, I’m getting up!” Luo Song replied, instantly closing the system page and getting out of bed.
After getting dressed, he came out of the room to find Qin Jingru had already prepared water for him to wash his face and squeezed toothpaste onto his toothbrush.
“Jingru, with you taking such good care of me, I won’t be able to leave you!” Luo Song stepped forward, putting one arm around Qin Jingru’s soft waist and stroking her little bottom with the other, nuzzling her face as he spoke softly.
Qin Jingru blushed and giggled, “Brother Song, I won’t leave you, don’t worry!” Luo Song smiled, couldn’t resist giving her a quick peck on the lips, then released her and began washing his face and brushing his teeth.
Qin Jingru stared at Luo Song, lost in thought, her little hand covering her lips, a sweet smile on her face.
“Hehe, Brother Song kissed me again.” Qin Jingru was secretly delighted, then happily turned to prepare the dishes.
This morning, Qin Jingru made ten steamed buns, but only took four to the table.
She took one for herself but prepared three for Luo Song, plus a bowl of rice porridge for each of them.
Although he knew Qin Jingru was trying to save him money, Luo Song suddenly lost his appetite.
He looked at Qin Jingru with doting eyes, smiled, and handed her one of his steamed buns.
He then got up and took out a bowl of braised beef from the cupboard, smiling as he said, “Come to my place, how could I let you go hungry?” “Look at this,” he said, placing the beef on the table.
Qin Jingru was very touched and didn’t refuse, happily taking it and eating it in small bites.
She didn’t dwell on why the beef Luo Song had brought out was hot; after all, everyone has their own secrets.
“Take the rest of the steamed buns home later.
Don’t refuse,” Luo Song said after taking a sip of the hot porridge.
“Since Uncle Qin is interested in our relationship, it’s only right that I help your family a little.” “Besides, I plan to go hunting in the mountains today.
If I find any game, I can bring some meat to your house, so don’t worry about me.
Your brother Song is very capable.” Qin Jingru opened her mouth, remained silent for a long time, her eyes suddenly reddening, then nodded firmly, hummed in agreement, and lowered her head to eat.
“You must be careful when you go into the mountains,” Qin Jingru gently reminded him after a while.
She didn’t stop Luo Song from going hunting in the mountains.
Because it was common for men in the village to go hunting in the mountains; someone would go up the mountain from time to time, but the catch depended entirely on luck.
Luo Song nodded and smiled, “Don’t worry, I haven’t married yet to have children for the Jiang family, so I can’t be careless.” “Good to know,” Qin Jingru said, pouting.
After breakfast, Qin Jingru quickly cleaned the kitchen and took six steamed buns home.
“When Brother Song comes back from the mountain, call out at the door, and I’ll come over to cook for you,” Qin Jingru told him before leaving.
After she left, Luo Song didn’t linger.
He tidied up, locked the door, and headed straight for the back of the mountain.