Rebirth of Bloody Romance

Liu Yansong and his wife Dong Lingling had just spent a few days of peace, but new problems quietly came in. Dong Lingling suddenly proposed to set up a stall, which made Liu Yansong fall into deep distress.

Liu Yansong has always had a bit of male chauvinism in his heart. In his opinion, setting up a stall is really a bit embarrassing.

Especially setting up a stall in front of the school gate, which made him feel even more unacceptable. There were many people coming and going in the school, including colleagues and students. If they saw his wife setting up a stall outside, where would he put his face? He felt that as a man, he should be the pillar of the family. How could he let his wife do such a thing?

After returning home, Liu Yansong was still angry. He said to Dong Lingling confidently, "I can't afford to support you or what? Isn't it good for you to stay at home?"

Liu Yansong is now working as a teaching assistant, and his income is quite considerable. Every month, after daily expenses, there is still a lot of surplus. Therefore, he naturally said such a rich and powerful statement, saying that he is fully capable of supporting the family and does not need his wife to go out and show up in public.

Dong Lingling felt uncomfortable after hearing what Liu Yansong said. She was a person who could not sit still and had her own opinions and ideas. She retorted, "I have hands and feet, why do I need you to support me?" She felt that she could not stay at home doing nothing all day, and she also wanted to contribute to the family through her own efforts.

Liu Yansong sighed helplessly. He knew that Dong Lingling was just like that. Once she made up her mind about something, it would be hard for her to change. He was a scholar with a relatively simple and straightforward personality. He didn't have the tricks of Zhong Yuemin and wouldn't use clever rhetoric to coax people.

After a moment of silence, Liu Yansong came up with a compromise. He looked at Dong Lingling and said in a slightly more relaxed tone, "If you really want to find a job, can I arrange one for you? Don't go out and set up a stall."

Liu Yansong had no other options at this time. He thought that he could just persuade Dong Lingling not to go out and set up a stall, and he could think of other things later.

"No, Liu Yansong, do you think it's embarrassing for you to set up a stall?"

Liu Yansong looked up and met Dong Lingling's inquiring eyes. His heart softened, but his chauvinistic dignity hardened his heart. "Lingling, that's not what I meant. You know, I'm a scholar, and I value respectability. If you set up a stall at the school gate and are seen by colleagues or students, where will I put my face?"

Dong Lingling sighed softly and walked to sit next to Liu Yansong. "I understand your idea, but I can't always rely on you for support. I have hands and feet. Although setting up a stall is hard, it is the fastest way I can think of to be self-sufficient. Besides, there are many people at the school gate, and business is good. I am confident that I can do it well."

Liu Yansong felt mixed emotions when he heard this. He knew Dong Lingling's personality, she was not the kind of woman who was willing to depend on others. However, he still had a hurdle in his heart when he had to accept the fact that his wife was setting up a stall at the school gate.

"Lingling, I still say the same thing. If you really want to work, I can help you find some connections. How about finding you an easy clerical job at school? It's better than setting up a stall. At least you don't have to be exposed to the wind and sun."

Liu Yansong was choked by Dong Lingling's words and was speechless for a long time. His face turned pale and he looked a little embarrassed. Although Dong Lingling had not read much, she had a clear mind and rigorous logic, which made Liu Yansong unable to refute.

"Educated people are bad. Although I am not educated, I have a normal mind. It is not easy to find a job in this city. You are just fooling me!" Dong Lingling continued, with a firmness and dissatisfaction in her tone.

Liu Yansong shook his head helplessly. He really didn't have the ability to arrange a job for Dong Lingling. His previous words were just out of a kind of male chauvinism and self-esteem. He wanted to protect Dong Lingling so that she wouldn't have to go out to set up a stall in the wind and sun. But now it seems that his idea is obviously unrealistic.

"I've asked around, and found out that the men who sell buns and corn cobs at the school gate are all factory workers. They can't find jobs for them, so they come out to set up stalls." Dong Lingling continued, and her words left Liu Yansong even more speechless.

Liu Yansong knew that what Dong Lingling said was true. In this city, many people are struggling to make a living, and setting up stalls has become a common way to make a living. He could not deny that he really did not have the ability to provide Dong Lingling with a better life.

"Okay, I admit that I can't arrange your work." Liu Yansong finally spoke, with a bit of helplessness and compromise in his tone.

Dong Lingling smiled smugly when she heard this. She knew that she had successfully made Liu Yansong realize the reality.

"However, I can help you find Zhong Yuemin and see if he has any solution." Liu Yansong continued, with a glimmer of hope in his words.

So, on a slightly dull afternoon, the sunlight shines through the mottled leaves onto the ground, forming patches of light and shadow.

Liu Yansong came to the office with a sad face, and when he saw Zhong Yuemin, he hurriedly walked up to Zhong Yuemin, sat down next to him, and then began to complain.

"You said she insisted on selling that mugwort cake. I feel really bad! Please help me think of a solution quickly. If she continues like this, I will lose face."

Zhong Yuemin listened to Liu Yansong's complaints with a playful smile on his face. He thought, Liu Yansong is not as good as Liu Minghua in this matter. Li Hongxia must be very happy selling pancakes, but why is it such a big problem for Liu Yansong?

Zhong Yuemin paused, then said righteously, "I actually support your wife. As an independent individual, it is normal for her to have her own ideas and pursuits. She is free to do whatever she wants, and this should be respected. Moreover, selling mugwort cakes is also a reflection of her life value. Everyone has their own way of realizing value, and she creates value through her own labor, which is worthy of recognition."

Humph, the problem is not yours, yet you are the one saying these tricks."

Liu Yansong couldn't help rolling his eyes after hearing what Zhong Yuemin said, disdaining Zhong Yuemin's seemingly noble words. "The lice aren't on his head, so of course you're not afraid of itching. If it was your wife who did something like this, you might have jumped up and down a long time ago. If my wife really went to set up a stall, where would I put my face?"

Zhong Yuemin looked at Liu Yansong's frustrated look and couldn't help laughing. "Yansong, you have to change your mindset. In today's society, who cares about those false names? What's important is to live a happy and fulfilling life. Your wife has her own ideals and pursuits, you should be happy for her."

"What I said is the truth. Do you still remember my classmate, Lao Liu, who has the same surname as you?" Before Liu Yansong could react, Zhong Yuemin continued talking.

"Liu Minghua from the Organization Department of the CPC Central Committee?" Liu Yansong tried hard to search for the name in his mind and finally had some impression of it.

"Yes, it's him. Lao Liu's wife also came from the countryside. She was bored at home at first. Later, I came up with an idea for her to go out and sell pancakes. Look at her now, she is living a good life. I don't see Lao Liu having any complaints." Zhong Yuemin said seriously.

Liu Yansong looked puzzled after hearing this. "You are kidding me! Would Liu Minghua's wife go out to sell pancakes?"

"Why would I lie to you? Think about it, why did your wife come all the way to the city?" Zhong Yuemin asked back.

Liu Yansong replied without thinking, "Of course it's for me, of course."

"Yes, she did it for you. But have you ever thought about it, she is here alone, she is unfamiliar with the place and has limited housework to do. Such a hardworking person, staying at home all day, won't she get sick? Sooner or later she will develop a mental illness. If she is unhappy then, how can you be happy?" Zhong Yuemin said earnestly.

Liu Yansong was silent, and he began to think seriously about Zhong Yuemin's words. Indeed, since Dong Lingling came to the city, she has been idle at home, doing housework and waiting for him to get off work. Such a life is indeed a bit boring for a diligent person.

But Liu Yansong was still a little hesitant. "But.....it's not that easy to set up a stall."

"I know it's not easy to set up a stall, but think about it, letting her go out to set up a stall, meet more people, make some friends, is better than letting her get bored here alone, right? Moreover, it's more fulfilling to spend the money you earn yourself, and you can't give her this sense of accomplishment. As for face, you give it yourself, so just be happy. Why bother about what others think? Besides, your wife is so capable, others can't envy her enough." Zhong Yuemin continued.

Liu Yansong began to waver after hearing what Zhong Yuemin said. He thought for a moment and said, "But...but if we really want to set up a stall, it wouldn't be appropriate to do it at the school gate, right?"

"You don't have to worry about that. If you really can't save face, just don't set it up in front of the school gate. There are so many universities around here, so you can set it up anywhere. Your wife is so smart, she will definitely find a suitable place."

Liu Yansong frowned slightly and fell into deep thought. After a while, he slowly said, "What you said sounds good. Think about it carefully. The stalls in front of the universities are all set up by people who have worked hard for many years. The stall owners have formed a tacit understanding. They are familiar with each other and take care of each other. In this small area, a relatively balanced ecology has been formed. How can you, a complete stranger, suddenly rush over to steal their business so rashly? How can they accept it willingly? Then, they will be bullied to death. I thought about it over and over, and I felt that this matter was unreliable."

Zhong Yuemin was just about to open his mouth to speak and want to argue a few more words when the door was pushed open with a creaky sound, and Xie Min walked back to the office with brisk steps.

The two looked at each other, and it was not appropriate to continue the previous topic, so they had to swallow the words that were on the tip of their tongues. Zhong Yuemin lowered his voice and said carefully, "How about this, you go back and have a good talk with your wife. If you have the ability to convince her and make her change her mind, I can arrange for her to work in the factory. However, you have to understand that it does not necessarily have to be a state-owned enterprise, you have to be aware of this."

Liu Yansong returned to his seat with mixed feelings. He began to think carefully about Zhong Yuemin's words, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it made sense.

Yes, I always thought from my own perspective, worrying about this and that, but I never really considered it from Dong Lingling's perspective. She was a woman from the countryside, with no relatives in this big city. Who else could she rely on except herself?

Thinking of Dong Lingling waiting for him to get off work every day at home, Liu Yansong felt guilty. He knew that he should support her decision and let her do what she likes, even if it is just a small pancake stall. At least, this can let her find some fun and sense of accomplishment in life.

As for Zhong Yuemin's suggestion of working in a factory, Liu Yansong also seriously considered it. Although it doesn't have to be a state-owned enterprise, as long as the job is stable and the salary is good, why bother pursuing that false reputation? After all, life is the most important thing.

Liu Yansong decided to have a good talk with Dong Lingling when he got home in the evening and listen to her ideas. If she really likes to set up a stall, then let her try it.

Liu Yansong finished a busy day at work and returned to the dormitory.

As soon as you step into the corridor, a strong and pungent smell hits you in the face. It is a unique smell that is a mixture of various seasonings, oil smoke and the smell of the ingredients themselves, which makes people frown.

At this time of year, every household starts cooking. When it is dinner time, the smoke rising from the pot is like a naughty elf, quickly spreading in the narrow corridor, as if to fill the entire corridor.

However, due to poor ventilation of the windows at both ends of the corridor, the smoke was like trapped fish, wandering helplessly in the corridor and unable to dissipate.

When Dong Lingling saw Liu Yansong coming back, a bright smile immediately appeared on her face. She smiled and asked, "Are you still having fried bacon tonight?"

"it is good."

Dong Lingling was seen standing in front of the stove, skillfully cutting pieces of fat and lean bacon into large slices. Her technique was skillful and neat, and each slice of bacon was cut into even size.

Then, she picked up a handful of dried red peppers and some garlic leaves and put them into the already heated oil pan. Instantly, the oil pan emitted a "sizzling" sound, as if it were a lively concert, with the dried red peppers and garlic leaves happily jumping in the oil pan, emitting waves of tempting aroma.

After Liu Yansong returned home, he put his bag away first, then walked to the table as usual and picked up the teacup on the table. He gently opened the lid of the cup, and a faint scent of tea came to his nose.

This cup of tea was carefully brewed by Dong Lingling after get off work. The water temperature is just right, and the tea leaves stretch out their tender green bodies in the water.

Liu Yansong picked up the teacup, tilted his head slightly, and took a sip. The faint fragrance of tea spread in his mouth, making him feel extremely comfortable.

After drinking tea, Liu Yansong sat at the table, quietly waiting for dinner to start.

At this moment, his face was filled with satisfaction, as if the whole world had become incomparably beautiful. It can be said that Liu Yansong's life is even more carefree than Zhong Yuemin's.