Living like a widow? My rough neighbor is coaxing me to have a baby every night.

Chapter 189 The Whole Group Goes to a Restaurant

Qin Rushan felt as if he had been punched in the chest, a dull, aching pain followed by a surge of inexplicable anger rising to the top of his head.

Why would he risk his life outside, driving a sports car and dealing with all sorts of shady characters?

Isn't it all so that the woman in the family can eat hot meat every meal, wear new clothes, and no longer have to live that stingy and miserable life?

As a result, he went out to socialize and eat lavishly, but when he came home, his beloved wife was eating this?

"Li Xianglian, are you deliberately trying to provoke me?"

Qin Rushan's voice was frighteningly deep, "I risk my life to earn money for you? Is this even fit for human consumption? How could you swallow this?!"

Li Xianglian was startled by his shout and shrank her neck.

She genuinely didn't feel wronged. These past two days, she'd been busy making hair ties with Xiao Lan, earning money that made everything taste delicious.

Besides, eating alone doesn't taste good, so I just wanted to grab a bite to eat.

But looking at Qin Rushan's dark face, like the calm before a storm, she knew that this man was truly desperate.

He was so angry because he felt sorry for her.

Li Xianglian knew she was in the wrong.

Unfazed by his displeasure, she boldly wrapped her arms around his strong waist, pressed her face against his chest, and began to whine in a soft voice.

"Brother Shan... don't be angry."

That "Brother Shan" was uttered with a lingering, slightly nasal tone, making Qin Rushan's bones feel like they were melting.

"When you're not home, I don't enjoy my meals at all."

Li Xianglian tilted her head back, her big, watery eyes blinking innocently and pitifully. "I just wanted to wait for you to come back so we could eat something good together. Besides, these steamed buns aren't bad either. I'm just... just too lazy to move."

She stretched out her finger and gently drew circles on his hard pectoral muscles, her tone full of appeasement: "I know I was wrong, I won't do it again. Don't get sick from getting angry, it will break my heart."

Qin Rushan, who had been holding back his anger, was instantly extinguished by these gentle words, leaving only a few wisps of smoke.

He looked down at the delicate little wife in his arms, a woman he couldn't hit or scold, and could only let out a helpless sigh.

"You..."

Qin Rushan stretched out his rough, large hand and lightly brushed the tip of her pert nose. Although his tone was still harsh, the murderous intent in his eyes had long since melted into a pool of water. "You think you can act lawlessly just because I like you, huh?"

"No way..." Li Xianglian buried her face in his chest and rubbed against him. "I always listen to Brother Shan the most."

"obedient?"

Qin Rushan snorted coldly and gave her a light pinch on the soft flesh of her waist. "If you're so obedient, you'll starve yourself like this? Look at your face, you've gotten so thin in just two days."

He's not actually thin; it's just that his idealized image is playing tricks on him.

"If I ever see you eating leftovers or abusing my wife again..."

Qin Rushan leaned close to her ear, lowering his voice, his words laced with threat, "I'll punish you in bed, with interest. I'll make sure you can't get out of bed for three days. Crying and begging won't do you any good, you hear me?"

When Li Xianglian recalled the time she couldn't get out of bed for three days, her face flushed red to her ears, and her body felt weak.

This man, why does he keep talking about that kind of thing every other sentence? Doesn't he feel ashamed?

"I...I heard it."

Her voice was barely audible, and she lowered her head even further, "You still want to punish me... How could you be like this..."

"How about that? This is family discipline!" Qin Rushan looked at her shy appearance and was in a great mood, laughing heartily.

He glanced at his watch; it was dinnertime.

"Alright, don't eat those steamed buns anymore, throw them away and feed them to the pigs."

Qin Rushan released her, turned around, and rummaged through the closet for a clean white polyester shirt to change into. "Yang Dong and his gang haven't eaten yet. Go change your clothes, and we'll go out to eat."

"Where should we eat?" It's going to cost a lot of money. Li Xianglian subconsciously wanted to be thrifty.

"Red Star Hotel"

As Qin Rushan buttoned his shirt, he glanced at her sideways. "What? The money I made from that truckload of melons isn't enough for you to have a meal? Hurry up, don't dawdle, you're making the brothers wait."

When Li Xianglian heard that they were going to the Hongxing Hotel, which was the most prestigious state-owned hotel in the county, only cadres and wealthy people could afford to go there.

She felt a little heartbroken about the money, but also a little hopeful.

She quickly went inside and changed into a blue floral dress, her hair neatly combed.

She applied some face cream, making her look fresh and beautiful.

The two left the hospital gate one after the other.

Outside in the open space, Yang Dong, Monkey, Da Zhuang, and a few others were gathered around the three large Liberation trucks, smoking and bragging. They were all so hungry that their stomachs were practically sticking to their backs, and their eyes were practically glowing green.

Seeing Qin Rushan lead Li Xianglian out, Yang Dong immediately threw his cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it out, and greeted them with a wicked grin: "Hey, Brother Qin, Sister-in-law, you've finally come out! If you hadn't come out soon, our stomachs would have been rumbling like an empty city!"

"That's right, Brother Qin."

The monkey chimed in, "We thought you were going to have another 'little meeting' with your wife inside!"

"Go to hell!"

Qin Rushan laughed and cursed, raising his foot as if to kick the monkey, "You're talking nonsense! If you keep spouting this up, you won't get any braised pork tonight!"

The monkey nimbly dodged, then grinned and begged for mercy: "Please don't, Brother Qin! I was wrong! I'll sew my mouth back up right now!"

Li Xianglian felt a little embarrassed by what they said.

Although these men in sports cars may have a loose tongue, they are all honest and sincere. They truly regard Qin Rushan as an elder brother and treat her with the respect due to an elder sister-in-law.

At that moment, the heavy iron gate of the warehouse in the backyard made a muffled thud.

Xu Yuecheng emerged from the shadows, twirling a brass key in his hand.

He first glanced around casually, and seeing that Yang Dong and his gang were still chatting idly around the truck, he then gave Qin Rushan a wink.

Qin Rushan raised an eyebrow slightly and gently nodded his chin toward the warehouse.

Xu Yuecheng grinned and patted his chest—where the spare key to the warehouse was located.

"Alright,"

Qin Rushan withdrew his gaze, gestured towards the small, lit side room, and said, "Go and call Xiao Lan out. Don't let her do anything. We won't cook tonight; let's all go to the Red Star Hotel. It's on me."

"Alright." Xu Yuecheng replied, turned around, and took a few big steps up the stairs.

Inside the house, Xiao Lan was carrying a bamboo basket and preparing to go out.

She had just changed out of her smart work clothes, and her hair was neatly combed again. She was still muttering to herself, "With so many grown men, three pounds of meat probably won't be enough to fill their teeth. I'll have to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to see if they have any meat left..."

As soon as he opened the door, Xu Yuecheng, who was blocking the entrance, blocked him back.

"Don't go. Save your money on your 'meat ticket'."

Xu Yuecheng snatched the basket from her hand and tossed it onto the octagonal table. "Brother Qin has spoken. Everyone's going out to eat at a restaurant, a big-spending one."

"real?"

Xiao Lan's eyes lit up. "That's great! In this sweltering heat, who wants to be surrounded by the smell of cooking oil around a coal stove? Every meal saved is a meal saved."

As she spoke, she turned to the round mirror on the wall and tidied the stray hairs at her temples. Her fitted polyester pants accentuated the full curves of her waist and hips.

Xu Yuecheng stood behind her, his eyes lingering on her taut curves, his throat tightening slightly.

That devil, I haven't let him touch me for two days.

He couldn't resist, and while helping her pull on her clothes, he pinched her firm, soft flesh hard.

The force was considerable; Xiao Lan gasped and turned around abruptly.

A pair of alluring eyes glared at him with a mixture of anger and reproach, and she whispered, "Xu Yuecheng! Don't you want your hands anymore? There are people everywhere outside!"

Xu Yuecheng wasn't annoyed. He leaned over and stole a kiss from her red lips, looking completely shameless: "What are you afraid of? Nobody's watching."

The group marched in a grand procession toward the Red Star Hotel.

It was lunchtime, and the restaurant was bustling with noise, the smell of cooking oil mixed with the aroma of food filling the air.

The group found a large round table by the window and sat down.

The waiter came over with a greasy menu, not even glancing up: "What do you want to eat? Buy your ticket first, then eat."

These days, being a waiter in a state-run restaurant is like having a secure job; everyone looks down on everyone else.

Qin Rushan didn't argue with her. With a grand gesture, he ordered, "Two servings of braised pork knuckle, stewed until tender! Also, one serving of four-happiness meatballs, a sweet and sour carp, and a large platter of spicy diced chicken! And seven bottles of Beibingyang soda!"

When this list of dishes was announced, not only was the waiter stunned, but even the diners at the next few tables turned their heads to look.

These days, even ordinary families wouldn't dare eat like this during the Lunar New Year!

"Sir, can you finish all this food?" The waiter's attitude softened slightly, after all, these were big customers.

"I can finish it, don't worry about it."

Qin Rushan pulled out a wad of ten-yuan notes from his pocket, counted out a few, and slapped them on the table. "These kids are reincarnated starving ghosts. This little bit of food isn't even enough to fill their teeth."

Yang Dong and the others were practically drooling with excitement, rubbing their hands together, wishing the dishes would be served immediately.