Chapter 74 Seventy-four inequalities.

Chen Yun had something on her mind and actually fell asleep in the end.

But she slept uneasily and could sense any slight movement around her, even though Song Fenglin was very careful when he got up.

As soon as he entered the bathroom, Chen Yun took out her cell phone to check the time, which showed 5:03.

She had a hunch that Song Fenglin wasn't asleep at all. She sighed, not knowing what to do, and simply closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

Song Fenglin went downstairs after washing up, but it was completely instinctive.

In fact, his heart was empty and he just sat on the sofa in a daze.

I sat there until my mother-in-law got up.

When Liu Yingxia walked out of the room and saw someone, she was startled: "Fenglin, why are you here so early?"

Song Fenglin came to his senses: "I ate a little too much yesterday, and I wanted to practice more today."

Liu Yingxia: "One or two meals don't matter. You also need to get enough sleep to be healthy."

Song Fenglin agreed, but his eyes were a little distracted.

He felt a little uncomfortable in front of his elders and said, "I'll go practice for a while."

Liu Yingxia couldn't stop the child from being positive and said, "Okay, I'll put more beef in your meal in the morning."

Song Fenglin nodded and walked to the yard and stood there.

After standing for a while, he finally remembered what he was going to do. His hands moved unconsciously, and slowly, as if to vent his emotions, he punched the air.

Liu Yingxia came to call him to have breakfast, and wondered why he was doing it so haphazardly, not even as organized as the old people doing morning exercises in the park. Since

she didn't understand, she asked, "What did you practice today?"

Song Fenglin was not good at talking nonsense, so he picked one from what he already knew: "Military boxing."

Liu Yingxia had never had military training, but according to her understanding, anyone with this name must be heroic and dashing, so she thought that maybe her son-in-law didn't practice it very well.

But since they are children, they must be encouraged. She said, "They look quite good."

Song Fenglin seemed to be choked by two steamed buns at the same time, and didn't know how to continue. But he felt much better: "I'm just practicing blindly."

Liu Yingxia believed everything: "That won't do. We still have to practice hard and don't hurt ourselves."

Then she said secretly: "Mom has money. I'll sign you up for a class."

How could Song Fenglin accept it: "No, no, there are so many videos of people practicing online now."

Liu Yingxia worried about everything: "You'll hurt your eyes."

Then she showed him her WeChat balance: "I'm really rich. I stole it from your dad."

Song Fenglin: "Huh?"

Liu Yingxia: "He got drunk somewhere that day. I was drunk, so I took out his wallet when I came back. He didn’t dare to ask because he couldn’t find it. Let’s see if he dares to do it again in the future.”

Song Fenglin could imagine how distressed his father-in-law must be because he was frugal all his life. He joked, “If dad finds out that I had a share, I’ll get to eat the spoils too.”

Liu Yingxia: “It’s not a big deal. He’ll just grin at me at most. How can I lose to him?”

The old couple quarreled almost every day, but it was all just a lot of noise but little action. Song Fenglin was often nervous about this in the first year of their marriage, but he was relieved when he found out that quarreling was part of their relationship.

Perhaps from what she has seen and heard, this is the kind of partner Chen Yun wants?

If Song Fenglin was just confused last night, then now he is completely desperate, because he knows that he can never do it, and this relationship is inherently unequal.

He was always careful and had a correct attitude in front of Chen Yun, constantly reflecting on whether he had done anything wrong or not. He was as careful as the eunuchs around Cixi, fearing that he would displease others with the slightest mistake.

The fear of losing her permeated his entire marriage life, to the point that even the slightest frown from her would cause ripples in his heart.

Of course Song Fenglin wanted to satisfy her, but he was just an ordinary person, and everyone had their limitations.

Some things are beyond his ability, and he may never be able to do them in his entire life.

The two words "lifetime" dealt a heavy blow to Song Fenglin.

He felt unwell all over, and a feeling of dejection was spreading from his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.

But all emotions had to be temporarily restrained in front of the elderly above and the children below, and there was no difference in expression from usual.

No abnormalities were found in the old and young ones.

Like every day this summer, the two children still got up early.

Chen Xingyue got angry as soon as she got up and threw herself into her father's arms: "My brother pressed on my hand!"

The wound she got from the fall yesterday was not serious after applying medicine, but it was a big deal for a little girl to get a little skin scraped, so she had to make a fuss about it.

Chen Xinyang knew that he was wrong and explained: "I was careful!"

He really suffered from his lack of education and almost made his sister fall down with anger.

Song Fenglin corrected his son: "Say it was an accident and say sorry to your sister."

Chen Xinyang didn't know where he learned this, he knelt down and bowed deeply to his sister.

This time the knee hit him hard, making a deafening noise.

Seeing his sincerity, Chen Xingyue said generously: "I forgive you."

Then she acted coquettishly to her father: "My hands hurt."

The best way to comfort people is to exaggerate the benefits of bad things. Song Fenglin knew this well: "Then you don't have to do your homework today."

Chen Xingyue was so excited that she almost applauded.

The lessons that the pain taught her were like passing clouds. Even though it had not healed completely, it did not affect her happiness. After breakfast, she happily followed her grandparents out.

As soon as the child left, the world suddenly became quiet.

Song Fenglin cleaned up the dining table, glanced at the stairs and went out.

The greenhouse where the wedding was about to be held was still bustling with activity, and relatives came to greet Song Fenglin.

He answered politely one by one, and his polite smile froze when he saw Chen Xiyang.

Chen Xiyang was in a good mood, and put his arm around his shoulder like a brother: "It's so late today."

Song Fenglin was not the kind of person who would push the problem onto others, so he complained in his heart: Thanks to you, and said, "What are we going to do today?"

Relatives cannot be used as workhorses, and now basically everything is ready, except for tomorrow's wedding.

Chen Xiyang suddenly remembered: "It's okay today, but we have to set out to pick up the bride at 8 o'clock tomorrow, don't forget."

This matter had been decided long ago, and Song Fenglin nodded.

Finally he couldn't help but asked, "Have you two reconciled?"

Chen Xiyang thought, isn't it obvious? He said in high spirits, "What's the point of being reconciled? We have always been fine."

Song Fenglin felt envious, "Did your wife forgive you so quickly?"

Chen Xiyang, "She forgave me after I scolded her." He said

with a bitter face, "I worked hard to report false accounts to my dad, and I finally saved up three thousand yuan, and it's all gone."

Song Fenglin thought, since your wife is willing to give you a good face even if you hide some secret money, you can just smile secretly. He touched his trouser pocket for some reason.

Talking about money is something that is difficult to handle in moderation.

But since the topic has come to this, Chen Xiyang took the opportunity to gossip: "How much pocket money do you get every month?"

Song Fenglin: "I keep the fraction of my salary and give the whole amount to the household."

Chen Xiyang knew that his salary was not low: "Then you can save a lot of money."

Song Fenglin: "I will give Chen Yun a red envelope after saving it by the end of the year."

Chen Xiyang suspected that there was something wrong with his ears and was very regretful: "Brother, you really can't do this. Private money is the dignity of us men."

Dignity? Song Fenglin doesn't have this kind of thing in front of Chen Yun.

He wanted to give up everything he had and wanted to be controlled but was not welcomed. He suddenly sighed.

This is totally unfair. Chen Xiyang: "I should be the one sighing!"

Song Fenglin even made a pun: "It should be your dad."

Chen Xiyang was surprised by his "wit", and his mouth twitched: "It turns out that Chen Yun likes this kind of humor."

Song Fenglin's slightly relieved mood became even more tangled, and he lost the desire to talk to him: "I'm going to see the kids."

Listen to what you call a grown man looking after a child. Chen Xiyang grabbed him: "No, let's play cards together."

He started calling out to his card partners on the spot, and three or two people came over and said, "I heard that the top students are particularly good at counting cards and playing cards, right?"

Song Fenglin was put in a difficult position, and it would be very disappointing if he said he didn't want to play.

He had nothing to do anyway, and even the joy of being around his wife was temporarily lost. He said modestly: "Without going to school, my brain doesn't work much."

Weddings and funerals in the countryside are always filled with people playing cards and watching others play cards. Once the table is set, the place immediately becomes lively.

Chen Yun arrived late and just saw Song Fenglin shuffling the cards.

She didn't know why she started to have wild thoughts: Is Song Fenglin considered emotionally hurt? Will you start to indulge in some bad habits?