Rebirth: Starting from a Trainee Teacher

Chapter 147: Strike While the Iron is Hot
"Remember what I said, don't talk nonsense in front of my mother."

Entering the community, Yang Wenwen emphasized again.

"I know, I know."

Zhou Jing acted impatient.

Yang Wenwen said earnestly: "You are still young, some things should be discussed slowly after we calm down."

Yang Wenwen didn't know whether to be happy or worried that the boy was still so calm and brave to go home with her even after his mother knew about their relationship. Most "normal" couples would also hesitate when it comes to meeting parents.

"Will my mother-in-law object?"

Zhou Jing glanced at Yang Wenwen's profile and said with a smile.

"You just said you wouldn't talk nonsense and you broke your promise again?"

Yang Wenwen pinched the soft flesh on Zhou Jing's waist in annoyance.

"Call me husband and I will obey you in everything from now on."

After entering the residential building, Zhou Jing gently held Yang Wenwen's hand, but he couldn't feel anything because he was wearing gloves.

"Don't go up if you don't obey."

Yang Wenwen shook her hand away, rubbed her eyebrows and said with a headache.

"You always say that it takes time to adapt, but if you don't cooperate at all, you will never adapt." Zhou Jing turned Yang Wenwen's shoulder and looked at her blushing face and said, "I call you wife, and you can just agree."

As if she had fallen into a trap, unable to get out but not wanting to get deeper, Yang Wenwen was in a dilemma and could only nod.

"Wife."

Zhou Jing smiled and called softly.

Yang Wenwen didn't say anything, but nodded slightly.

"I really can't stand you being so cold all the time. I feel like I'm just performing a one-man show."

Zhou Jing could see that Yang Wenwen was trying hard to adapt, and in order for her to adapt better, she needed some pressure.

At this point Zhou Jing thought that if he wanted to continue he had to strike while the iron was hot, otherwise all his efforts would be wasted. When they were in high school, Yang Wenwen said that Zhou Jing was very stubborn. Yang Wenwen herself was also stubborn, even more stubborn than Zhou Jing.

“I’m not indifferent.”

Yang Wenwen couldn't help but blurt out in panic.

"Then your attitude is too perfunctory." Zhou Jing put his arm around her shoulders, lowered his head and bit her ear and said softly: "I am willing to wait for you. If you like me too, please don't let me wait too long, okay, my wife Wenwen."

"Ok!"

Yang Wenwen's body and heart softened at the same time, and she endured the awkwardness and nodded and said "hmm" softly.

Zhou Jing kissed Yang Wenwen on the forehead, let her go and went upstairs.

"Mom, Uncle Xiao Zhou."

As soon as Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen reached the second floor, they heard a little girl's sharp cry coming from the fourth floor.

"You're back, CC, don't shout. She gets excited every time you come."

Yang Wenwen looked upstairs and a smile gradually appeared on her face.

"No matter how cold you are to me, I will always accompany CC to grow up."

Zhou Jing sighed and said.

"I'm really not cold."

Yang Wenwen was anxious to explain.

"Then don't hide. You can choose not to take the initiative, but you can't avoid me. Can you do that?"

Zhou Jing stopped, put his arm around Yang Wenwen's waist, lowered his head and slowly approached.

Yang Wenwen's face quickly turned red, and she didn't dodge with a dull look in her eyes.

Zhou Jing bit her lips gently, went upstairs and hugged the little girl who ran to the corner of the stairs.

“It’s getting worse.”

Yang Wenwen reacted and said something softly, then patted Zhou Jing from behind with a bitter face.

Is this what it feels like to fall into the happiness trap?
Yang Wenwen asked herself in her heart.

"Has CC been disobedient these past few days?"

Zhou Jing asked while holding the little girl.

"I am obedient."

The little girl likes to flatter herself.

"Tell Uncle Xiao Zhou why you didn't eat well yesterday? Why were you crying?"

Yang Wenwen patted her daughter's butt and said.

"It's because I ate too much!"

The little girl tilted her head and looked for an excuse.

"What nonsense." Mother Yang couldn't bear to listen any longer and asked, "Then why don't you eat meals but snacks?"

"Uh"

Yang Wenwen and her mother successfully asked the little girl a question that left her speechless. "I didn't buy you a candied haws today because you were not obedient. I will buy it for you next time if you are obedient."

Zhou Jing rubbed the little girl's head and said.

"I'm going to cook noodles. Wenwen and Xiao Zhou, wash your hands and get ready to eat."

Mother Yang greeted and went to the kitchen.

Yang Wenwen took Zhou Jing to the bathroom to wash their hands. After washing his hands, Zhou Jing did not forget to put on a patch, which made Yang Wenwen very shy.

"Kiss me before you go out, or don't go out at all."

Zhou Jing took Yang Wenwen's hand and said.

"Are you ashamed? You just said you would listen to me, but now you're not listening."

Yang Wenwen scolded in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"You can't trust even the punctuation marks in a man's words."

Zhou Jing did not argue and looked like he would not give up until he achieved his goal.

Facing the boy's unreasonable behavior, Yang Wenwen was completely out of temper. She was angry but also wanted to laugh. Worried about being discovered by her mother, Yang Wenwen quickly kissed the boy on the face and said unhappily, "Is that all right?"

She tried hard to convince herself that it was a relationship between an older woman and a younger man.

Zhou Jing felt like he was in a dream, and even the most beautiful dreams he had ever had were not as wonderful as this one.

Mother Yang made pork noodles today. The noodles were handmade by herself. They were steaming hot and very appetizing.

"Auntie, I'll serve it."

Zhou Jing washed his hands and went to the kitchen, carefully picking up the臊子 that was being kept warm on the induction cooker.

"Be careful, it's hot. This basin is not easy to hold."

Yang Wenwen held the bowl.

"You two eat first. CC ate eggs at around four o'clock and is not hungry now. Come eat with me later."

The noodles were not cooked in one go, so Yang's mother went to cook them again.

"Eat first!"

Yang Wenwen first put the sauce into Zhou Jing's bowl.

Zhou Jing didn't hesitate to sit down, added chopped green onions, coriander, vinegar and chili peppers to the bowl and started eating.

Yang Wenwen first put the fat meat in her bowl into the boy's bowl and said, "You don't mind, do you?"

"You don't mind if you've eaten it." Zhou Jing shook his head and said, "You're not fat, do you really need to lose weight?"

"You don't understand now, but if you don't pay attention after the age of 25, it's easy to gain weight. I didn't try to lose weight on purpose, I just ate less fatty meat."

Yang Wenwen tied her hair up and said.

"Eat the lean meat on this one."

Zhou Jing picked up a piece of meat with more lean meat and less fat and handed it to Yang Wenwen.

"Need not."

"Your verbose personality is the same as before."

When Zhou Jing was in high school, Yang Wenwen would often talk to him about this, and he was often worried about it.

As soon as Yang Wenwen opened her mouth, the boy handed the lean meat part into her mouth, and she had no choice but to eat it.

Zhou Jing ate the fat part himself.

Seeing the boy's behavior without any disgust, Yang Wenwen felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, happy and troubled.

Yang's mother glanced at the kitchen door, smiled and said nothing.

"I still have to coax CC. It's troublesome for Auntie to make noodles by herself, right?"

Zhou Jing said to Yang's mother who came out of the kitchen.

"Luckily, I fed CC before cooking so he didn't make much noise." Mother Yang put another bowl of臊子 in front of the boy and said, "One bowl is definitely not enough for Xiao Zhou. We have more in the kitchen."

"This bowl is big, one and a half bowls will be enough. Shall we share this bowl?"

Zhou Jing looked at Yang Wenwen and said.

"That's enough for me. How can you possibly eat as much as I do?"

Yang Wenwen shook her head and said.

"Xiao Zhou, don't be so formal. Just be at home."

Mother Yang took the bowl to the living room to eat with CC.

Yang Wenwen was almost done with her noodles and there was a piece of fat meat at the bottom of the bowl. She picked it up and hesitated whether to eat it herself or give it to her daughter.

"give it to me!"

At this time Zhou Jing opened his mouth and said.

Yang Wenwen was a little slow, and put the food into the boy's mouth. Seeing that he was eating with relish, even though Yang Wenwen was calm, her heart couldn't help but be moved.

Although it is awkward, Yang Wenwen has to admit that sweet love is really intoxicating and can make people forget all the bitterness.

(End of this chapter)