CH 25

“Kissing is not dirty”

In the evening, as promised, Cheng Yun scooped up a small jar of sour plum soup and asked Wang Liang to take it home. There was still one jar left in the cellar and the leftover soup from the afternoon. After dinner, the couple sat in the backyard to cool off and drink the soup.

Perhaps because Wang Liang had interrupted his intended lines in the afternoon, Yang Hongjin praised every dish at dinner more than ten times, which made Cheng Yun feel a bit embarrassed.

As the couple sat in the backyard, chatting and leaning against each other, Yang Hongjin took a sip of the sour plum soup and exclaimed, “It’s delicious!” At first, Cheng Yun was pleased to receive so much praise for his cooking. However, after Yang Hongjin drank ten sips and said ten more compliments, Cheng Yun’s joy slowly faded, leaving black lines on his face.

“Okay, okay, I got it.” Cheng Yun covered Yang Hongjin’s mouth with his hand before he could say anything else. “Your message has been received by your wife. You don’t need to repeat it.”

Yang Hongjin loved physical contact with his wife, whether Cheng Yun was rubbing his head or pinching his face. So when Cheng Yun rushed over to cover his mouth, he was so happy that his eyes squinted.

With the sweet and sour taste of the sour plum soup still lingering in his mouth and his mouth covered, Yang Hongjin thought for a moment and then stuck out his tongue to lick Cheng Yun. He made a sound but Cheng Yun didn’t know what he said.

Cheng Yun was so teased by him that his face turned red instantly. He quickly withdrew his hand and then heard Yang Hongjin repeat what he had just said, ‘Sweet, my wife is also sweet, delicious!’”

Cheng Yun was so provoked by his unintentional action that he blushed from head to toe. His palms still felt the sensation of being licked, making him feel like he had been electrified.

He glared at Yang Hongjin in mock anger and said, “My hands are dirty. Don’t lick them randomly. What if you get sick from licking something bad?”

To suppress his own panic, Cheng Yun raised his voice a bit, but Yang Hongjin could tell at a glance that he wasn’t really angry. He laughed and took Cheng Yun’s hand, pinched it twice and happily said, “My wife is not dirty. He’s delicious!”

Cheng Yun quietly recited to himself, “Kids say whatever they want, kids say whatever they want,” but in reality, he was very shaken. If he didn’t know that this idiot didn’t mean anything by it, he would have been tongue-tied.

He withdrew his hand and scooped up a spoonful of well water to rinse it off, pretending to be calm as he reprimanded him, “You can’t lick other people’s hands casually in the future, you know? Hands are very dirty. Touching this and touching that, they are full of bacteria. If you lick it, your stomach will hurt.”

“What are bacteria?” Yang Hongjin would occasionally ask incomprehensible things like he did at the beginning during this time. After asking, he repeated it again, “My wife isn’t dirty. If I lick you, my stomach won’t hurt.”

“Okay, okay, shut up,” Cheng Yun couldn’t listen anymore. If he continued to go around this topic, he would be embarrassed first. So he quickly changed the subject, “Bacteria are dirty things that you can’t see with your eyes. If you eat them, your stomach will hurt. So we have to wash our hands often to wash away the dirt.”

He thought about it and said, “Also, things that fall on the ground or on the table can’t be eaten again, because there are many bacteria everywhere. The home needs to be clean, so we will not get sick.”

In the past, Yang Hongjin didn’t pay much attention to this issue, probably because of the habits left behind before. When something fell to the ground, he had to continue eating it. Cheng Yun was scared when he saw it. This situation has gradually improved recently. The things that fall on the table can still be picked up, but the ones that fall on the ground won’t be eaten.

In the past, the Yang’s family environment was not good, and this idiot was often bullied by his stepmother, and couldn’t even eat enough food. Naturally, he wouldn’t care about these things, but now that Cheng Yun has money in his pocket, the quality of life naturally has to improve.

Yang Hongjin looked at his hands, nodding vaguely as if he understood. Cheng Yun smiled, not expecting him to really understand, “Anyway, you have to remember what I said. You have to take a bath every day. Don’t eat things that have fallen on the ground. Don’t use your hands to pick up food. Be careful when putting things in your mouth… and don’t lick people randomly.”

Yang Hongjin was silent for a while, and Cheng Yun let him digest it on his own. However, a few seconds later, he heard him say, “What about kissing?” Yang Hongjin frowned slightly and was a little unhappy, “Kissing with mouth, not hurt stomach, not dirty, no bacteria.”

When Yang Hongjin said this, his tone was a bit urgent, eager to confirm with Cheng Yun. This was his favorite thing to do. If he couldn’t kiss in the future, he would rather have a stomach ache.

Cheng Yun was amazed by his ability to make connections. If it wasn’t for the fact that this idiot looked too serious, he would have thought he was deliberately teasing him.

Cheng Yun cleared his throat and said, “Kissing doesn’t have to be put in the mouth, and our faces aren’t dirty so it won’t hurt our stomach.”

Yang Hongjin breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this and muttered to himself to confirm, “If hands are dirty, don’t lick them. If washed, not dirty. If not dirty, can kiss them and no stomach hurt…”

Cheng Yun: “…” Alright, alright, stop talking.

The next morning, after breakfast, Wang Liang came and brought back the small jar of sour plum soup that Cheng Yun gave him yesterday. He told Cheng Yun that his parents liked this drink very much, and his sister was recently pregnant and wanted something sour to drink. If Cheng Yun sold it, Wang’s family would be willing to pay for it.

As soon as Cheng Yun heard this, he immediately said, “No, this recipe is simple. You watched me make it once yesterday, and I’ll make it again today. You can learn it and make it for your sister when you go back.”

Wang Liang was delighted to hear this and thanked Cheng Yun, promising that they would only make it for themselves and not sell it.

Cheng Yun had not thought about this before, but after hearing what Wang Liang said, his impression of him grew even more favorable. Sure enough, Aunt Wang’s family are all good people

At noon, someone knocked on the door.

Yang Hongjin and Wang Liang who were sitting in the front yard were the first to see the visitor. When Cheng Yun heard the sound, he came out of the hall. He had agreed with his mother to let Cheng Bao’er come today. If he guessed right, it should be Bao’er arriving.

As expected, when Cheng Yun walked out, he saw Cheng Bao’er standing awkwardly at the door, being stared at by two men not knowing whether to come in or go back out.

“Bao’er, you’re here.” Cheng Yun smiled and walked up to him, holding his hand and leading him through the two men and into the house.

Upon seeing this, Yang Hongjin immediately felt unwilling to continue and, just like yesterday, threw everything on the ground wanting to rush forward and snatch his wife back.

Cheng Yun guessed what he was thinking when he heard the sound and turned his head to pinch his face, saying, “Sit down. Haven’t you seen Bao’er before? When we got married, he even came out with me. Always forgetful. What’s the use of having a brain?”

Yang Hongjin frowned and looked at Cheng Bao’er, who shrank his neck and instinctively hid behind Cheng Yun. Seeing this, Yang Hongjin’s frown deepened.

He cried out in a pitiful voice, “Wife…”

Cheng Yun responded with a “Hmm,” and said, “You and Wang Liang keep working. I’ll go inside and talk to Bao’er.” After that, he pulled Cheng Bao’er and walked away, leaving Yang Hongjin behind.

Yang Hongjin wanted to follow but didn’t dare to. He stood there like a deserted child, helpless and alone.

Wang Liang blinked, pondered for a moment, and then pulled Yang Hongjin’s sleeve, saying, “Brother Yang, is that Cheng-Ge’er’s younger brother? If I remember correctly, he’s also a little Ge’er.”

Wang Liang’s words woke Yang Hongjin up, and at the same time, it woke himself up as well.

Both of them had a sudden realization. Yang Hongjin thought that this Ge’er wouldn’t compete with him for his wife, while Wang Liang was thinking something that only he knew.