I raised my nemesis into my husband

Chapter 54.1

Editor: Princess

Ning Sheng: “Are you scared?”

Xu Ling nodded.

The threat was effective. Ning Sheng was very satisfied—the child’s face was even red with fear.

“Then you rest well.” He told Xu Ling. “I’ll take good care of you.”

So Ning Sheng made pork rib soup for Xu Ling for three consecutive days, and Xu Ling drank it happily every day.

Ning Sheng also experienced the unprecedented joy of being praised for cooking and raising a child, and the soup varieties became increasingly diverse.

On the fourth day, he couldn’t find the pot.

“Aunt Xu, have you seen the soup pot?” He asked.

“I replaced it with a new one this morning.” Xu Ling’s mother said. “You burned through the old one.”

Ning Sheng: “Thank you, Auntie, but the new one is missing too.”

Xu Ling’s mother looked around everywhere and indeed couldn’t find it.

Xu Ling’s mother: “Then I’ll take you to buy another one.”

Ning Sheng: “Okay.”

In the small supermarket, Xu Ling’s mother was selecting pots while Ning Sheng perked up his ears to listen to people chatting around them.

“Has a hooligan recently moved to the west side of town?”

“Yes, he’s so annoying and particularly shameless. Every time he buys vegetables, he pesters people to give him more for free, forces low prices, and makes a big scene if they don’t comply.”

“That’s really annoying.”

At the car wash, Xu Ling’s stepfather was about to start work when he opened the toolbox and saw a soup pot.

Xu Ling’s stepfather: “…?”

Ning Sheng and Xu Ling’s mother returned chatting and laughing, carrying the new pot.

However the kitchen door wouldn’t open no matter what they did.

Ning Sheng: “?”

Xu Ling’s mother: “…”

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[Math is so great, I love math]: @Ling, Dog Xu, what did you do? Princess is angry.

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Ling: Where is he?

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Ling: … I’m coming right away.

Ling: Don’t just stand there talking without back pain. If I don’t resist, I’ll become pickled Xu Ling.

**

At Lu Peng’s butcher shop, Lu Peng was selling pork while Ning Sheng moved a chair to sit at the door and bask in the sun.

“I’ve never cooked for anyone before.” Ning Sheng started. “Even Grandma has never eaten food I made, and he actually dislikes it.”

Ning Sheng: “If he dislikes it, he won’t say it directly. He watches me get up early every day to make soup. Does he really enjoy watching the joke?”

Lu Peng: “Perhaps you could use less salt.”

“But I tasted it.” Ning Sheng said.

Li Haoyue: “Did you taste it before or after adding salt?”

Ning Sheng: “Before.”

Ning Sheng: “…”

“Here’s an apple for you, it’s especially sweet.” Li Haoyue handed over a peeled apple.

“You peeled it so round.” Ning Sheng praised.

“Of course, this is a perfect geometric shape.” The math nerd said proudly. “Before eating, do you want to calculate the volume of this apple sphere?”

Ning Sheng: “…”

**

Xu Ling’s right wrist was injured, making it inconvenient to ride a bike, so he had to walk slowly to Lu Peng’s house.

The morning light was gentle, and people came and went in the vegetable market.

“Today’s pork is quite good.” Lu Peng said, wielding a large cleaver to chop bones. “Perfect for making soup.”

Li Haoyue: “Then give me a pound, I’ll take it back later.”

Lu Peng: “Ning Ning, do you want some?”

Ning Sheng shook his head.

He was heartbroken. Dog Xu wouldn’t even eat it.

The feeling of raising a child was gone again. He couldn’t raise him properly.

“Are you angry again?” At the butcher shop entrance, Xu Ling brought over a small stool and sat down.

Ning Sheng: “What do you mean ‘angry again’? Do I seem to be angry every day in your eyes?”

“Hey, I didn’t mean that, I just…” Xu Ling said.

Ning Sheng: “Then why are you explaining? Are you feeling guilty?”

Ning Sheng: “Did I hit the mark? Why aren’t you talking anymore?”

Xu Ling: “…”

He raised his left hand and slapped himself.

Ning Sheng glanced at him.

Xu Ling raised his injured right hand.

“Hey, don’t…” Ning Sheng said.

He was threatened by him.

Xu Ling pulled him into his arms happily: “Ning Ning is just stubborn on the outside but soft on the inside.”

Xu Ling was strong and rough in his movements. His arms were hard as iron, which made his grip painful. Ning Sheng wanted to hit him but was afraid of touching his injured hand, so he didn’t dare move recklessly.

“So annoying, get lost.” Ning Sheng said.

“Dog Xu, Math nerd.” Lu Peng called them. “The stall is almost out of pork. Help me go to the cold storage to carry one over.”

Xu Ling let go: “Coming.”

Xu Ling: “Ning Ning, watch the stall.”

Ning Sheng: “Okay.”

Ning Sheng: “Wait, your right hand is injured. What are you doing going to carry pork for?”

“I’ll just help with one hand. I’ll be right back.” Xu Ling told him.

Lu Peng’s parents had gone on a day trip, and so weren’t there today.

Ning Sheng sat for half a minute when a hooligan sauntered over to the vegetable market.

“Give me two pounds.” The little thug said with his hands in his pockets, sizing him up.

Ning Sheng: “…”

Ning Sheng didn’t dare cut the pork.

“We only sell whole pieces.” Ning Sheng pointed at the stall. “No breaking them down.”

The little thug had been running rampant in Qing’an Town’s vegetable market for many days and had never met anyone more unreasonable than him.

“Then I’ll take this piece.” The little thug said. “Weigh it for me.”

Ning Sheng didn’t dare touch the pork.

“You put it on.” Ning Sheng pointed to Lu Peng’s electronic scale. “Um… 2,251 yuan.”

The little thug: “?”

The little thug: “I’m not buying it.”

Ning Sheng: “Are you messing with me?!”

“What’s wrong, what’s wrong?” Lu Peng came out carrying a large cleaver.

Xu Ling was gripping a big bone, and Li Haoyue was also holding a fruit knife.

“He asked around for ages, I already weighed it for him, and now he says he’s not buying.” Ning Sheng was extremely angry.

“Buddy.” Xu Ling patted the little thug’s shoulder. “You can’t do this.”

Lu Peng tapped the table with the back of his knife: “Brother, you can’t be like this.”