Help! My hunky roommate is begging me to touch his abs!

A few days later, Zhao Yuheng took Jin Bao'er to visit the nearby attractions.

He also took Jinbao'er along to try all the famous local snacks in Sichuan.

Jinbao only takes a small bite of most of the food.

There were just too many kinds of food; his little belly couldn't hold them all, so he stuffed the rest into Zhao Yuheng's hands.

"Baby, I bought this for you to eat."

Zhao Yuheng rubbed his slightly full stomach and deliberately frowned.

"If you feed me all of it, will I even be able to keep these abs I worked so hard to build?"

"Then let's do some cardio tonight."

Jin Bao'er took a few bites of the stinky tofu she had just bought and casually handed it to Zhao Yuheng.

Zhao Yuheng gave a helpless yet indulgent bitter smile.

"Are you trying to work your husband to death?"

I've been shopping all day, my feet are sore, and I still have to go to the gym for cardio tonight, I'm going to be exhausted.

……

That morning, the family of four was sitting around the dining table eating.

Jin Bao'er ate her meal quietly, her gaze inadvertently sweeping over Li Jiaxin's hand.

He noticed that Li Jiaxin had changed the ring on her hand; it wasn't the same one she had been wearing a few days ago.

Li Jiaxin immediately noticed his gaze, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

"That old geezer, the family is still in debt, and he's wasting money, spending tens of thousands of dollars to buy me this piece of junk ring."

She complained, but her tone was full of undisguised joy.

Old Zhao was speechless after being told this, and just ate his meal in silence, though his ears were turning red.

"Mom can't say that. Dad was just trying to make you happy."

Jin Bao'er smiled gently, her eyes crinkling as she helped Old Man Zhao smooth things over.

"By the way, the ring on your hand is really beautiful."

Li Jiaxin looked at Zhao Yuheng and couldn't help but admire him.

"I never expected that our tall son would have such good taste."

"I picked out the style, and he was just responsible for paying for it."

Old Zhao snorted defiantly, determined to argue.

"Old man, my ring is worth twice as much as yours."

Zhao Yuheng raised an eyebrow and mercilessly added insult to injury.

"It's not as simple as just paying money."

"Fine, other men who dote on their wives buy expensive things, and you just give me something cheap to appease me?"

Li Jiaxin deliberately put on a stern face and teased her husband.

Back then, her husband was extremely proud and always insisted on paying the bill whenever he went out to eat with friends.

The money spent on those lavish invitations back then must have amounted to hundreds of thousands.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, my wife."

Old Zhao immediately gave in and begged for mercy in a low voice.

"Give me some face in front of the children."

Li Jiaxin gave a soft hum and turned her head away, but a smile was hidden in her eyes.

Zhao Yuheng and Jin Bao'er secretly suppressed their laughter, not daring to make a sound.

"What are you laughing at?"

Old Zhao was furious and glared at his son.

"Don't think you'll have it easy just because you've married a man. Let me tell you, you're in for a rough time!"

Zhao Yuheng immediately stopped smiling, lowered his head to eat seriously, and dared not do anything out of line again.

Jin Bao'er couldn't get a word in edgewise, so she quickly buried her head in her rice.

I can't speak up for my father, and I can't speak up for Zhao Yuheng either. It's really difficult to please both sides.

Just then, his phone rang.

The ringtone was a familiar and gentle song:

"In the hometown of San Francisco, raindrops outside the window shattered the glass, and I met you..."

The moment the bell rang, Zhao Yuheng's parents both turned to look at him.

Jin Bao'er's cheeks flushed, and she awkwardly picked up her phone, quickly walking to the balcony to answer it.

"Can't I use my husband's song as my ringtone?"

Zhao Yuheng raised his chin, looking arrogant and confident as he asked in return.

Li Jiaxin silently complained to herself:

Why do I never get this treatment when my husband sings so badly?

Old Zhao was also pondering in his heart:

Why doesn't my wife use her own voice as her ringtone?

Finally, the two reached an agreement:

Damn it, these two kids are showing off their love.

Usually, it's the couple who are always showing off their love, but today we suddenly tasted the sour and sour smell of young people in love, which was really unexpected.

The phone call on the balcony ended quickly.

Jin Bao'er sat back down at the table, suppressing the slight bitterness in her heart, and slowly spoke.

"My aunt called and said that my uncle was dying and asked me to go back home."

"Then hurry back!"

Upon hearing this, Old Zhao immediately put down his chopsticks, his tone urgent.

"Son, hurry up and book the plane tickets."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuheng immediately put down his chopsticks and reached for his phone.

"Do you want me to come with you?"

He opened the ticket booking page and turned to look at Jin Bao'er intently.

"If you're busy with work, go ahead and do it. I can go back by myself."

Jin Bao'er answered softly.

He didn't have a deep affection for his uncle; this trip back was just a formality.

After all, the other party was his uncle, who had nominally raised him for almost twenty years.

"He will definitely go with you; he's the family member who raised you."

"You're all family now, of course I'll stay by your side."

"By the way, why don't we go together?" Old Zhao chimed in.

"You forgot, we just got in touch with the CEO of the materials company, and we're going to sign the contract in the next few days."

Li Jiaxin gently reminded him.

"If you leave, won't all our previous efforts be wasted?"

"That's true."

Old Zhao nodded, suppressing his anxiety.

"Then let Yuheng go back with you. We'll visit your aunt in person when we have the chance later."

This contract could earn hundreds of thousands of dollars; it's a hard-won opportunity, and we absolutely can't let it go to waste.

"Okay, thank you, Mom and Dad."

Jin Bao'er thanked him softly, and quietly reached one hand under the hand of the man next to her.

He gently grasped Zhao Yuheng's hand, feeling the solid warmth from his palm, and squeezed it slightly.

He's coming back to Ganhe Village.

……

My uncle developed severe thrombosis due to severe leg atrophy and infrequent movement.

The person is currently lying in the ICU of the hospital, and the situation is not optimistic.

If it weren't for Jin Bao'er sending money home all these years, she probably wouldn't even have had the chance for proper treatment, let alone stay in the ICU.

My aunt stood outside the ICU, looking at the man lying inside, her face not showing much obvious sadness.

Having hated for most of my life, and made do for most of my life, my feelings have long become complicated and hard to describe.

Now that things have come to this, all she can do is let him leave in peace and with dignity.

The doctor said that as long as we can get through these two days, there is still hope.

She planned to go home first to get some clothes to change into.

Liu Yu was already married, had become a director at the school, and had also bought a house in the city.

But my aunt couldn't get used to living in the high-rise buildings in the city and still preferred to go back to the countryside.

When Jin Bao'er found out, she immediately paid for a beautiful little villa to be built for her.

The moment my aunt opened the door, the neighbor lady immediately came over.

"Tsk tsk, I say, Jinbao'er's aunt, you're living too comfortably."

The woman stood at the gate of the courtyard, her eyes constantly glancing inside, her tone clearly sour.

"Such a nice house, it's such a waste for just the two of you to live in it."

My aunt doesn't usually go out much, but now that life is better, she doesn't farm the land anymore and has given it all to the neighbors nearby.

Those who didn't get any benefits and were further away inevitably felt jealous and would always say a few sour things when they met.

"My nephew built this house for me, if I don't live there, who will?"

My aunt was naturally straightforward, and with my uncle's affairs weighing on her mind, she was already feeling depressed.

After being rebuked by the aunt, he immediately retorted.

When the woman saw that she was not giving her face, her face darkened instantly, and her voice rose a few decibels.

"I think Jinbao'er is kind-hearted and knows how to repay kindness."

"Think about it carefully, how did you two treat him back then?"

"When he was a child, he was bullied, and you didn't come out to protect him."

"When he got a little older, we made him work himself to the bone on the farm, and we never felt sorry for him."

"Back then, when someone got into university, they begged and cried to be allowed to study, but you absolutely refused!"

The aunt's words were like needles, piercing the heart.

She remembers that day clearly. On the day the results came out, only Liu Yu and Jin Bao'er from the entire village were admitted to university.

Jin Bao'er's score was much higher than Liu Yu's, and the whole village advised them to let their child go to university.

As a result, they insisted on sending only Liu Yu, forcing Jin Bao'er to drop out of school and work.

Anyone with eyes can see that college graduates will definitely be successful and able to make money after graduation.

But back then, they just weren't willing to give Jinbao a chance.