Chapter 107: The Love That Cannot Be Shouldered

  Song Shuwei looked at Sang Hong vigilantly: "Is it just such a simple question?"

  Xiang Hong nodded, extremely certain.

  "Don't think you can deny it, I'm answering now!" Song Shuyu smiled with the corners of his mouth twitching, and he was delighted in his heart. Let him do whatever he wants, whether it's being a seven-time or eight-time husband for one night!

  Shang Hong cherished words like gold, and merely nodded.

  "According to genetics, when a white rabbit and a black rabbit interbreed, their offspring can be either little white rabbits or little grey rabbits; when a white rabbit and a grey rabbit interbreed, their offspring are also little white rabbits or little grey rabbits. In summary: the little rabbit it gives birth to is either white or grey."

  Song Shuyu's words were very rigorous.

  Xiang Hong shook her head: "The white rabbit only gave birth to one little rabbit. Since it's just one, the color must be fixed. The answer of either white or gray is incorrect."

  Song Shuyu looked down on him and said, "Rabbits are mammals, they give birth to live young, and each litter has 2-5 cubs. How is it possible for them to only have one? The proposition itself is not rigorous!"

  "What you're talking about is the general nature of rabbits, what I'm saying is my own story, these are two different things." Shan Hong remained undisturbed.

  "Alright, alright, that rabbit is grey." Song Shuyu was very certain.

  Xiang Hong shook her head.

  "It's white." Song Shuoye confirmed even more.

  Xiang Hong shook her head again.

  Song Shuwei was somewhat annoyed: "Is your rabbit a genetically modified experimental product with varied coat colors for ornamental purposes?"

  Xiang Hong shook her head again.

  "Or I'll ask my old classmates in the biology department?" Song Shuyu was getting a bit restless, how could such a small question be so confusing?

  Xiang Hong but smiled without speaking.

  Song Shuwei couldn't possibly go ask his old friend such a question, he was just testing this girl's patience, seeing how long she could hold out today, and hinting to her that normally, she would have already given the answer herself.

  At this moment, she looked like a mysterious and profound appearance, so I could only smile and look at Sang Hong: "Well, or you tell me the answer? So that I won't ask others and lose face."

  Xiang Hong's smiling little face suddenly bloomed like a flower: "Hmph - okay, let sister have some fun, and I'll tell you."

  Song Shuwei stared blankly with a look of confusion and bewilderment.

  Suddenly, he realized that this sentence was so familiar. Wasn't it what Little Black Rabbit and Little Grey Rabbit said when they were teasing Little White Rabbit?

  Ah ah ah - Song Shu Yu suddenly realized he had been played by this little girl, and immediately laughed and pounced on her: "Little girl, you've learned to be naughty, dare to tease your old man."

  Xiang Hong laughed almost to the point of breathlessness in his arms, and only after a while did she say: "Aren't I following you to learn? How come officials are allowed to set fires, but ordinary people aren't even allowed to light lamps?"

  "What's gotten into you? Where did this come from, and where did you get such a cunning mind?"

  Song Shuwei kissed her fiercely several times, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't think of any connection between himself and this rascal's problem.

  Xiang Hong stretched out her small finger and gently poked it on his forehead, saying with a pout:

  "Which of my actions tonight matches what you previously warned me about?"

  "If you answer one question correctly, we'll do it once tonight. If you answer two questions correctly, we'll do it twice tonight. Hasn't that been said before?"

  Song Shuyu nodded: "Yes, I have only one answer to my question."

  Xiang Hong pouted: "My question is also just one answer, why do you still say I'm cunning? Because that answer is - no matter how you answer, it's impossible to be right. The threshold interval given by the answer is not verifiable by science at all."

  Song Shuwei understood what Sang Hong meant and was overjoyed: "According to your words, my question seems to be a trap too. How come I didn't think of such a rogue logic from the beginning?"

  "Tsk tsk, pretend then, pretend to be innocent." Sang Hong despised a certain man, was said to have been plotted with a despicable plan, and gave her a sly look.

  Song Shuyu calmly spread his hands and said: "Okay, my answer is really just one, very fixed -"

  "Then let's write it down together with a pen and see if I can guess correctly." San Hong's eyes rolled around and she came up with a solution.

  "Alright." Song Shuyu stood up from the bathtub, feeling refreshed after soaking for a while. He dried his body with a towel and then picked up Sang Hong, who was also wrapped in a towel, and headed straight to the bedroom.

  She put Sang Hong on the bed, crawled from her body to the bedside table on the other side with a big thud, opened the lower drawer, and took out paper and pen.

  "Wait a minute, I'll give it to you as soon as I finish writing."

  "Cut it out, who wants to watch!" San Hong rarely saw him so childish tonight, and she couldn't help but find it entertaining.

  Song Shuoye finished writing, tore it off, folded it and held it in his hand, then grabbed the notebook and pen to crawl over, and crawled alongside Sang Hong: "Write, it's your turn."

  He said, waving the paper in his hand.

  Xiang Hong nudged him with her shoulder, gave a sly smile, and holding the book and pen, also climbed to the other side of the bed cabinet and wrote with a rustling sound.

  Then he came over with a book in his arms. Song Shuyu unfolded the paper in his hand, and they looked at it together, bursting into laughter.

  Only two people's notes had the same sentence: The lying girl was eaten by a wolf.

  One is bold and vigorous in writing style, one is elegant and smooth.

  Song Shuwei put his paper on top of Sang Hong's, closed the book, and tossed it into the drawer. He then hugged Sang Hong with a rather lewd smile: "Good girl, you indeed have an amazing memory."

  "Of course." Xiang Hong smiled complacently and wrinkled her nose at him.

  "Shall we proceed to the next step then?" Song Shuyu smiled and licked his lips.

  "Isn't it okay if I just guess correctly?" Xiang Hong feigned surprise.

  "We made it very clear, one correct answer and you'll get a BL once!" Song Shuyu smiled like he was looking at a rabbit in a trap, drooling with desire.

  ……

  Xiang Hong ruthlessly crushed the Big Gray Wolf's countless beautiful dreams for one night, she felt that she had already completed her task, so she seemed very generous: "Considering you've been working hard tonight, I'll just satisfy you."

  Song Shuyu was stimulated by her arrogant tone and pounced on her, pinning her down: "Whose sister are you?"

  "Ah---humble words---this is purely humble words---nothing more." Xiang Hong explained, trembling with fear.

  "I don't think so! I'm afraid you got carried away with your foul language tonight and forgot who you're facing." Song Shuyu was delighted, just like a big grey wolf preying on a small white rabbit, wantonly teasing and instructing.

  Xiang Hong was so irritated by his unbridled teasing that he blushed all over, and couldn't help but fiercely retort: "I've forgotten who I'm facing, why don't you teach me a lesson instead?"

  Song Shuwei didn't expect her to counterattack, and immediately cooperated by raising his hands in surrender: "Alright, alright, just this once tonight, I'll do it once, you can bear with it for a bit."

  "Endure? Ahhh... Just mentioning it makes me think of how you bullied me last night, calling you a tyrant - I call you a tyrant! A rabbit not showing its might, do you take me for a stuffed rabbit?"

  Xiang Hong pounced on him, imitating his usual self when he was with her, her small mouth chaotically pecking around in his arms.

  Song Shuwei was tempted by her silly and confused appearance, he held his hands in mid-air, endured for a moment, but couldn't bear it anymore, and flipped over to press her down.

  "What a fierce little rabbit you are! But here, you can only be a well-behaved plush toy. Bear with it for now, and let's not show your might today?"

  I wasn't going to bother with you, but you actually dared to provoke me like this. The more you try to intimidate me, the more energized I become."

  He easily caught her wildly scratching paws and gave her a chance to wail loudly.

  ……

  "Didn't you just do it once? Why are you still moving?" San Hong was dizzy and confused, as if in a cloud of fog.

  "Hehe, it was that one time, you sleep yours, I'll be very gentle." Song Shuyu indulged in his own pleasure.

  "Why is it that every time I open my eyes, you're always like this?" San Hong wondered if this guy had been secretly working overtime.

  "Uh - if you're really tired, I won't bother you anymore. Let's just call it a draw for now and continue tomorrow morning when we're both feeling refreshed?"

  Song Shuwei felt that he was a bit too careless with his wife, so he nervously proposed a compromise.

  "Husband, I'm tired." Xiang Hong pleaded pitifully, but there was no response.

  Song Shuyu was speechless, but he couldn't bear to move again. He raised his hand and pressed her small brow: "Really don't want it?"

  He hoped that the little girl was just talking nonsense, but after San Hong's great shock and joy tonight, where did she have any strength? Her words were naturally true, she didn't say anything, and directly opened his seal, rolling out of his arms.

  Song Shuwei raised his hand and pulled her over: "Okay okay, let's sleep obediently."

  As she spoke, she snuggled into his arms, and San Hong twisted her body to find a comfortable position to lie down: "Husband, you're so good."

  Song Shuwei was speechless and looked up at the sky, he also took the opportunity to reflect on himself, wondering if his appetite was too good.

  ……

  The next morning, Song Shuyu was woken up by a phone call.

  He looked at the lazy little cat in his arms, then at the number on the screen, and didn't dare hang up. He had no choice but to answer it, and quietly slipped into the living room to talk.

  "Shu Yu, how's Sang Hong doing?" came the cheerful voice of Song Da You from the phone.

  "What's going on?" Song Shuwei turned his head to glance at the ajar bedroom door, wondering in his heart that he wasn't supposed to let the old man know, how did he find out so quickly?

  "Did those scoundrels hurt her?"

  Song Dàyǒu cleared his throat, somewhat dissatisfied with his grandson's riddle.

  "Haha, don't worry about it, that girl is clever and knows who's the one being taken advantage of."

  Song Shuwei heard that Lao Yezi didn't even ask about his own beloved car, but instead asked about Sang Hong, and he was taken aback!

  "She's still a young girl after all, what if she got hurt or scared? I'd better take a look myself to be at ease."

  Song Dàyǒu casually threw out a thunderbolt, blasting Song Shūyù's sleepiness to ten million eight thousand miles away.

  "Grandpa, grandpa..." He swallowed hard, moistening his somewhat parched throat. "Grandpa, just put it off for now. On your birthday, I promise to bring her home and pay my respects."

  "Silly kid, on that day I was busy and had no time to get in touch with her. If I neglected her, wasn't it just giving you trouble?"

  "She's just a little girl, she won't be able to keep up with the situation in our family, she will...she will feel very...uncomfortable."

  "What are you saying? You've reached this point and didn't invite her over, how would she think?"

  Your mom has urged you several times, if it wasn't for your uncle blocking the way, she would have gone to see her long ago. Last night, I vaguely heard Old Wang mention that his car was hijacked. None of us slept well last night. If you don't bring her back today, we'll all go over there to see her directly.

  Your uncle said she has a month's vacation and is now living in that little nest of yours in the dormitory.

  Song Dàyǒu was a straightforward person, he clearly stated that if Song Shūyè didn't bring Sang Hong back today, they would immediately rush over from home.

  Song Shuyu thought of those people squeezing into his small nest, and he felt dizzy, so he smiled and tried to play Tai Chi.

  "Grandfather, how can you lower yourself to come see her, isn't this a humiliation for us?"

  She was quite startled last night. I'll wake her up in a while to see how she's doing, and then we can discuss it again. If possible, we might head back tonight.

  His words were measured and he never said anything extreme.

  Song Dàyǒu said: "Where will he get a chance to turn things around?" and immediately nailed it down.

  "Alright, I'll tell your mom that. Let's all come over to my place at 7 o'clock tonight for a casual dinner and get to know each other formally."

  Yaotou got a fright. Luckily, my doctor can give her a thorough examination. You guys come back earlier today if you can, and keep me company for a while.

  As people get older, they become a burden. If they say two more sentences, someone will dislike them for talking too much. No one wants to be with them, no one cares about them. The old age is miserable indeed."

  As he spoke, he began to complain pitifully.

  Song Shuwei couldn't bear Grandpa's words, which were like a sharp sword and a hidden spear. He felt extremely ashamed and immediately accompanied him with care, saying that he and Sang Hong would definitely try to return home early today to see him.

  "Haha - okay, I'll just wait at home then." Song Daiyu had achieved his goal and didn't say much more. When he bid farewell, the sound of his laughter was especially clear and bright.

  Song Shuwei waited respectfully until Grandfather hung up the phone, then let out a sigh of relief, raised his hand to habitually rub his brow, and set the phone's ringer to vibrate, placing it on the tea table in front of him.

  Went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast, set the timer, then felt a bit greasy, so went to the bathroom for a quick wash, didn't even have time to blow-dry hair, worried about the porridge in the pot, so rushed out.

  He walked and only heard the buzzing sound, he turned back to pick up the phone on the tea table, his mouth involuntarily pursed tightly, holding the phone into the kitchen, seeing that the porridge in the pot had just started to boil and hadn't overflowed yet, then answered:

  "Mom, how's your body recently?"

  "If I don't die, you won't have to worry about me, but if your wife can't be brought back home, how will I have the face to see your grandmother? Even if I died, I probably wouldn't be able to close my eyes!"

  "She was the one who loved you the most when you were little!"

  Zhang Yunping's words were like a sharp knife, cutting him off cleanly and neatly.

  Song Shuoyu's face suddenly turned black like a pot bottom: "Mom, hang up if nothing is wrong. It's early in the morning, what are you talking about?" Look, even his deceased grandmother was brought out to talk about this matter. He was afraid that she would always use this matter to blame him, so he was scared and didn't even want to go home.

  Zhang Yunping knew that she couldn't control her mouth again as soon as she heard the cold tone on the other end. As soon as she thought of this child's marriage, she would get anxious and her words would become fiery. Knowing that she had provoked him again, she immediately changed her tone:

  "Can't you say a couple of words? Take good care of your wife, what does she like to eat, how is her taste, tell me, I'll let Zhang's wife prepare."

  Song Shuoye clearly said that Grandpa's previous phone call was probably made by his mom sitting next to him and forcing him to make it.

  "Mom, don't be too serious about it. I had planned to bring her back to meet you all long ago, but things kept coming up and delaying me."

  She is very obedient and easy-going, not particular about food or clothing.

  And when she comes to our house, I'm sure her appetite will be scared away. At that time, you should ask her fewer questions, your aura is something that ordinary girls can't resist, for the sake of your son, don't be too critical."

  Song Shuyu patiently gave her mother a preventive injection.

  "I see, this girl's family background is probably one copy per person, a small and simple household with no complicated relationships. She's an only child, her parents are young, and there aren't many relatives like seven aunts and eight uncles. You know how hard it is for people like us to simply become related to others?"

  Zhang Yunping's words box opened.

  Song Shuyu poured water into the pot and turned on the electric stove to cook porridge.

  "Oh dear, I just thought of something, her mom had heart problems, wonder if she inherited anything..."

  "Mom - she's had regular physical exams, not just once or twice. And didn't Uncle tell you? She became a formal special forces soldier a month later. You're also a military personnel, have you ever seen a special forces soldier with a heart disease history?"

  Song Shuyu listened to his mother nagging more and more, so he patiently reminded her of a sentence.

  "Haha, I'm worried after hearing this. Who knows where the inherited genes are hidden? Who knows when they'll show up and whether it's an intergenerational inheritance or not."

  "Mom——" Song Shu Yu opened his mouth, not knowing how to communicate with his mother. "If you don't want to see me get married, then just go ahead and think badly of her. This girl is especially clever and sharp-witted, she can clearly see the depth of your eyes!"

  "I'll tell you the truth, it's not that they liked me, but rather my son liked them, and they even found me too old. If you say a few more words to ruin things, all my efforts will be wasted."

  "What? She still looks down on you? What does she have to be proud of? Her heart disease mother or her laid-off worker father, if you want to compare appearances, then..."

  Zhang Yunping never thought that someone would look down on her excellent son, and as soon as she heard him say this, a torrent of complaints poured out.

  "Mom, you think it's good to get along with the small gate and small door families, simple and easy-going. Our family is big and has a lot of people, with complicated relationships between relatives. How can you be sure that they won't find it difficult to get along with our family?"

  Everyone has self-respect and likes the son of your family, it's just a matter of fate, whether or not they can become a real couple still requires the efforts of both parties to cultivate their good fortune and fate for the rest of their lives.

  She has no reason to be humble just because I'm your son, and my status is higher than hers. Her parents raised her like a little princess, spoiling her, and she may not want relatives like us making her parents feel uneasy. Not every family likes their daughter to marry up.

  The simplest sentence - the clothes and jewelry you put in the house for her, she didn't even bother to flip through, let alone wear them.

  She was given my salary card for daily expenses, but she never touched it at all.

  She is confident and independent, I'm really moved. If you truly want me to be happy, just help me win her over, don't pick on anything else."

  Song Shuyu knew how difficult it was to persuade his stubborn and proud mother, so he directly stated his suggestion.

  "Alas, fine. I won't say anything else. After all, a big girl doesn't listen to her mother. I really hope I can hold my granddaughter soon." Zhang Yunping opened her mouth but had nothing to say, and could only end with this complaint.

  "Haha, mom, you're wrong again. You've already held your grandson and achieved gender equality, so aren't grandsons and granddaughters the same? If big sister-in-law and second sister-in-law hear this, they'll be annoyed with you!"

  Song Shuwei was already burdened with the responsibility of having a granddaughter before he even got married, and after catching the loopholes in her words, he finally shut her mouth with a smile.

  Zhang Yunping had nothing to say, and with a sulky tone said: "Those little ones aren't all grown up and don't need me to hold them anymore? This empty nest of mine is making me anxious, you guys hurry up and get married, hurry up and have one, while I still have the energy, to help take care of it."

  Song Shuwei listened to her extremely far-fetched reason and really wanted to say, "You're so anxious with an empty hug, why don't you just have another one to hold?"

  Do we have kids? This thing hasn't even been included in our planned schedule.

  But if he dares to say that, I'm sure his mom will be so angry that she'll hang up the phone and come over to scold him right away.

  "Mom, let's talk when we get home. You've already missed 10 minutes of your morning exercise." Song Shuyu glanced at the time on her phone and reminded her mom to hang up.

  As expected, Zhang Yunping's voice was somewhat helpless: "Won't be, I counted the time and spoke with you, um, it really exceeded three minutes, okay, mom is busy, you guys come back early."

  Song Shuoye hung up the phone and looked at the porridge boiling in the pot, feeling that this porridge was just like his current mood.

  Why can't any of these relationships be properly discussed?

  As soon as he's not careful, there are tiger-like eyes everywhere, it seems that as long as they see him with a girl, they hope to directly drum and beat the gong to take her back, however, Grandpa's words are very appropriate, if we don't adapt to the scene in advance, one by one, get acquainted, until that day, Sang Hong will probably be very nervous, so it's better to give some preventive shots in advance.

  Mom had already vented to him early in the morning, and it's likely that when she sees Sang Hong, she'll choose her words carefully. Now, he's facing the problem of how to trick this little girl into going home today.