A gentle man?

Zheng Lin didn't know what he thought of, his face turned a little darker, and his sharp eyes stared at Sang Ye: "Who is he?"

Seeing that the man was actually taking it seriously, Sang Ye couldn't laugh or cry: Is this considered being overwhelmed by jealousy? She remembered that when the two of them expressed their feelings to each other, she said that the first person she liked was him.

Zheng Lin was indeed confused and didn't remember this. Seeing that his wife didn't say anything, his eyes began to evade (Sang Ye:???), and the sour water in his heart turned up: "If you don't say it, you still miss him in your heart? Is he better than me?"

Sang Ye was confused: Not only did this guy take it seriously, but he also started to make up for it by himself?

Zheng Lin thought he had guessed, so he resisted the urge to pull the man out and beat him up, and asked sourly: "What do you like him? Is he a promiscuous man's physique, a promiscuous man's force, or is he a promiscuous man considerate to you?"

Zheng Lin is self-aware. He is not a scholar when he is rough. He has nothing to do with gentleness and elegance, and even his appearance is average. Since his temperament and appearance are not as good as he looks, he can only compare with things that cannot be seen on the surface and can show off his skills. He will not admit in front of his wife that he is worse than other men.

Sang Ye rarely saw this man jealous, so he wanted to tease him more and more. So he resisted the urge to hilariously and continued to make up: "Everyone said that he likes gentle men, so he naturally likes his gentleness, especially when he smiles, which makes people forget their worries at first sight..."

After hearing this, Zheng Lin felt like she was drinking a jar of vinegar, and her whole body was full of sourness. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he turned over and pressed Sang Ye under her body, and said viciously in her ear: "It's useless to like it, your man is me!"

After saying that, he kissed the wide-eyed mulberry leaves heavily, as if he wanted to swallow her and her belt bones into his stomach. Regardless of the daytime, there were two children sleeping beside him, and soon peeled off the thin mulberry leaves.

Sang Ye finally found out that he had taken off his game and began to struggle: "Sir, Zheng, please hurry up, get up, why are you crazy in this broad daylight!"

Zheng Lin seemed to have not heard it, and continued to chew on Xiangxiang's soft wife, locking the person tightly under her with her big hands.

Sang Ye was both angry and funny, teasing: "I didn't expect you to be quite jealous. If I had known this, I wouldn't have teased you."

Zheng Lin was stunned and stopped moving: "Are you lied to me?"

Sang Ye rolled his eyes: "There is such a person who is waiting for you to marry me? I'm also blind. I actually like you, such a fool. I'm losing money, it's a loss!"

Zheng Lin's mood suddenly improved, and she lowered her head and pecked her lips twice: "It's useless to shout that it's a loss. I won't let you go! You cheated on me now, right?"

As he said that, he removed the burden on his body in just a few seconds, and his hot chest pressed the person under him again.

"Hey, hey, you're so busy, wanting to pronounce lust in the daytime? The child is still here!" Sang Ye was so scared that Hua Yan lost his color, and kept beating the man with both hands: "Get up and go, it's so hot!"

Zheng Lin freed up one hand to grab his wife's hands and sneered, "Don't stop? Do you think you are old? This will let you know if you are old for your husband!"

Then, there is nothing...

Mangye woke up from hunger. When she woke up, the sun was about to set. There was no one else on the bed except her. She got up with a weak hand and scolded someone countless times in her heart.

At this time, the door creaked and was gently pushed open. Zheng Lin walked in with a basin of water. Seeing that the mulberry leaves had already risen, she smiled gently and harmlessly: "Come and wash, just wait for you to have supper."

Mangye grinded his teeth and staggered on it, biting Zheng Lin's chest through the thin summer shirt. This bad guy couldn't relieve her depression without taking a bite, although she was actually very pleased.

Zheng Lin gasped in pain, and the basin in his hand almost fell to the ground. He patted his head buried in his chest helplessly and said in a doting way: "The children are all waiting for you to have a meal, do you have the heart to let them hungry?"

Sang Ye snorted coldly in his heart, finally letting go, glaring at Zheng Lin and warning: "If you dare to bully me again, I will let Fat Group Da Hui go to you next time."

Zheng Lin rubbed his chest and admitted his mistake honestly: "It's your husband's fault. Next time, he will definitely put the two little kids on his mother's side."

Sang Ye was so angry that he wanted to hit someone. Is she saying this? She slept for an afternoon, and I'm afraid her parents-in-law knew what bad things they were doing.

But she was soft and had no strength to beat people. In the end, Zheng Lin served her to wash up considerately. After she arrived at the canteen, she sat at the dining table and ate three bowls of rice in one breath, which scared Meng almost snatched her bowl.

After the meal, Mang Ye's spirit became much better. She was still angry, so she turned Zheng Lin into a circle, letting him finish washing, letting him burn bath water, and letting him bathe the two babies... In short, as long as he can use all excuses.

Zheng Lin was so busy that he didn't touch the ground and had no complaints from beginning to end.

If someone else saw him, he still didn't know what to say behind his back. I'm afraid that within one day the village would be rumored that Zheng Lin's husband would be in a state of depression.

Old Man Zheng and Meng took everything in their eyes, but said nothing. They never interfered with the couple.

Zheng Lin did all the work. Sang Yexian was bored and did not fall asleep. After coaxing the two little ones to sleep, he turned up the account book that he had not touched for half a year.

Since the birth of Lantern Festival, she has not been in charge of the accounts. Every month, she has been in charge of the accounts and then handed over to Zheng Lin to check together. She only cares about collecting or taking the money.

However, two workshops were built in a row before, and the incoming and outgoing accounts were all based on paper and pen records, so some omissions were inevitable. Moreover, the accounts were somewhat scattered and complicated, and it was easy to make mistakes if they were negligent.

Sang Ye first calculated the account book for March and April. Seeing that all the amounts were correct, he couldn't help but nodded, and he was very grateful to Hu's ability. But when she calculated the account book for May, she found some small problems.

Worried that she had made a mistake, she calculated it carefully again and still got the same result as before: the difference of ten taels of silver does not match.

Although ten taels of silver are not much for mulberry leaves, the labor costs alone are as much as 1,000 taels per month, and the expenditure on materials and other expenses is not much less than labor costs, but who can guarantee that this time, and the next time is not a hundred taels or more?

With this suspicion in mind, Mangye continued to calculate the accounts for June. Sure enough, the month was reduced by a total of 30 taels. If it was accidental to say that the amount of 10 taels of silver was reduced in May, then it would be abnormal to spend two consecutive months less, not to mention that the accounts were very obscure and could not be seen without careful reading.

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Chapter completed!