The Blessed

As for Ling Jingxuan, he almost got into half hibernation mode after pregnancy. After eating, he’d ask Yan Shengrui to support him back to his own room to rest. When he woke up, it was already one or two hours later. Usually, if he dawdled in bed for some time, it’d be dinner time when he got up. Today, he was thinking of the pork from the ten pigs, so he got dressed right after he opened his eyes.

"You got up already? You look quite sleepy yet. Won’t you sleep a little longer?”

Seeing him from a distance, in a blink of an eye, Yan Shengrui already came before him, stretched out a hand to touch his face. Although Lady Wang often said he was lucky enough if he didn’t lose some weight, he still felt sorry for him, only wishing he could suffer it for him. But every time, Ling Jingxuan would ‘threaten’ him by saying “If you really feel sorry for me, save the sex life’, but he wouldn’t agree, and kept acting shameless before him, which made Ling Jingxuan quite speechless.

"No, I used to be almost awake at this time, but I just didn't want to get up. In such a cold day, what could be more comfortable than staying in bed? Are my grandpa and others in the central room?”

Taking a look at the central room before his eyes, Ling Jingxuan then turned to step into the kitchen. It was too noisy there, so he’d better not go.

"Well, Mother kept them till supper, which would be almost ready in a little while."

To the Wang family, Yan Shengrui always did not show too much affection, no, to more exact, except Ling Chenglong and his wife, Ling Jinghan and Ling Jingpeng, he always wore that cold face.

"All right."

Nodding, Ling Jingxuan said nothing.

"Ah, Master Xuan, how can you run out on such a cold weather? Come on! Go back to your room. Just call us if you need anything.

Sister-in-law Song happened to see them as she was carrying something out of the kitchen. Without even thinking, she went to Ling Jingxuan’s side and urged them to go back, only afraid something might happen to Ling Jingxuan, making him not know whether to laugh or cry. So the whole family now takes him as some fragile glass?

"All right, I’ll go back, OK? Call Gengniu for me. I will wait in the living room.”

Having no choice, Ling Jingxuan could only surrender. Lady Song said happily, "Ah, I will go get him for you right away, Master Sheng, you watch him, don’t let him run about. It’s only three months. He still needs good rest.”

Before leaving, she still didn’t forget about the nagging, which made both Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan embarrassed, but they knew she was holding some good intention, so they also didn’t mind her line-crossing doing. As long as they were holding a good heart, they didn’t care so much about the superior and inferior relationship.

"Now every family is butchering pigs for the New Year. Gengniu, tomorrow, you and Old Zhou go to the market in town and the entrance of the village to buy some pig intestines. Buy as much as you can. Sister-in-law Song, you and those maids are responsible for prickle them after slicing them into pieces using some chili powder, pepper and sugar. Tomorrow morning, you cut a few thin bamboo tubes, about this big, after they buy things back, you pour the prickled intestines into them. Fasten it tightly using cotton threads every ten millimeters. And then dip them in boiling water and prick some little holes using the needles, and finally hang them out in the back yard like how you hang out clothes.”

After they came, Ling Jingxuan said his own idea again. The pork of ten pigs wasn’t a small number. How much could they eat? Even the pig offal, the bones and the pig heads would sustain them for a long time. So he decided to make all the meat into sausages. They could eat it themselves, or send it to friends, both convenient and looking good.

"What is this dish?"

The old Song couple took a look at each other, confused. Ling Jingxuan slightly smiled, “This is called sausage. Actually kind of the same like frankfurter. But tastes a little better. You’ll know after tasting it. Oh right, the pig offal, the bones and the pig heads, remember to send them to the school. It’s so cold. Better make some soup for those women in the kitchen there.”

The school had closed for the holidays, but the tutors didn’t go home, so they still had to cook food for them everyday.

"Oh, we know."

The couple agreed. Now their life had greatly improved. Their biggest son was serving Ling Jinghan, who learned both account and a lot of knowledge. And their little son went to school together with the big little master. And their daughter even got promoted as the executive at the embroidery factory for her superb embroidering skills.

“Good, go down and get supper ready, where are the children?”

Aren’t they supposed to stay by his bed waiting for him to wake? Why no one showed up today?

“The kids? They went to hang out. Now a lot of kids in the village would like to play with them. So they went out after a nap.”

The old couple said that before leaving. Ling Jingxuan also didn’t think too much. Anyway, with Yan Yi around, they would be fine.

“Come on. Let’s go to the central room. Later the kids will come home for food.”

Speaking of which, Ling Jingxuan meant to stand up. But Yan Shengrui pressed him back. Of course, as gentle as he would never hurt the baby, “Forget about them. We can’t cut in of what they are talking about. They’d only feel embarrassed if we go. So, we should wait till it’s time to eat.”

Hands around his waist, Yan Shengrui leaned over his neck closely. Ling Jingxuan found it kind of reasonable, so he directly leaned in his arms. The two of them chatted now and then. The most they talked about was the kid’s name thing. Yan Shengrui gave a lot of them, but all got denied by him. At first, Ling Jingxuan would give some suggestions, but finally he directly denied them all. What’s there to discuss about with a silly father? No use at all.