MTL - It’s a Stepmother, Not a Sister [70s]-Chapter 65 Pain points

Because the man in front of her was drunk, Jiang Shuangling's words became more and more free.

Qi Heng looked at her with a wandering gaze, the usual pair of peach blossom eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water vapor, and the water was shining, reflecting her beautiful and bright face in the pupils, the usual The cold eyes couldn't hold it any longer.

Compared to the aggressive tiger look just now, sitting quietly beside her at this moment, the contrast between the two sides makes it particularly easy to bully.

"Qi Heng?"

Qi Heng didn't react, as if he didn't listen to what she just said, his body swayed, and he fell directly on Jiang Shuangling's body, crushing her on the bed together.

The warm snort of alcohol passed her neck, subtly tingling a little bit, she didn't have time to make any move, the other party had already hugged her with ease waist, buried her head on her shoulders.

“…Qi Heng?!”

Jiang Shuangling was pressed down by him, she only felt that she was stealing chickens without losing rice, just like a person who deliberately teased a teddy bear, pushing and teasing beside the teddy bear for a long time, As a result, the teddy bear, which was taller than her and heavier than her, directly overwhelmed her, making her unable to move.

It's not a good feeling to have such a big man on her body. Jiang Shuangling found out pitifully that the man who was sober before really didn't press her with all his strength.

—too heavy.

Jiang Shuangling tried to push him away, but found that the dog man's body was as steady as a bell, no matter how he pushed him.

"Qi Heng?? Qi Heng?? Don't sleep, let's change positions."

Jiang Shuangling grabbed the clothes on the other side's waist and whispered his name while struggling to get herself out of the other side's arms.

How can she sleep at night if she is always pressed by such a "mountain"? She is not Sun Dasheng.

Fortunately, she still wanted to be the king of the daughter country just now, but now she just wants to be a grandson of the soil and can go underground.

"Qi Heng, you are going to press your daughter-in-law into a pie, open."

Jiang Shuangling raised her hand and pushed his face with difficulty, and gave instructions in a low voice. Get out.

The moment she regained her freedom, Jiang Shuangling felt as if she had experienced 9981 difficulties.

She let out a long sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

The other party hugged her tightly from behind.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

The big bear lay flat in his arms and did not struggle.

Struggling is useless, you can't reason with a drunk.

Hands resting on the bed, Jiang Shuangling made herself rotate 180 degrees and looked at the man in front of her face to face.

She gritted her teeth and wondered if the drunk was asleep.

Jiang Shuangling took a deep breath, tried to tighten her lower abdomen, moved her body wrapped in the man's arms up, and saw the face of the drunk.

Extremely.

When she saw the sleeping faces of the people around her, most of the nameless fire in Jiang Shuangling's heart disappeared. She gently placed a kiss on the other's chin, turned off the light, and put it on the He closed his eyes in his arms.

After tossing for a long time, let's have a good rest with this drunk.

Body temperature blends with each other.

When I slept until dawn, maybe the pre-sleep activities yesterday made people feel too "tired". Jiang Shuangling slept very deeply this night, and did not dream anything. When I woke up, it was already the next morning.

The deep sleep gave her body a full rest. She closed her eyes and touched the place beside her. The person sleeping beside her was no longer there.

Jiang Shuangling half-opened her eyes and took a look at the watch next to her. It was almost the same as when she woke up on a normal day, and a slight trumpet could be heard in the distance.

Thinking that this man was drunk last night, the other party may have a hangover and it is difficult to get up, but I didn't expect this man's biological clock to be very strong, so he still got up and went out.

Jiang Shuangling put on her clothes and searched in the room of the two of them. It was very good. No trace of the harmonica was found. The man remembered taking the harmonica to practice outside.

Jiang Shuangling nodded with satisfaction.

After stretching, Jiang Shuangling went out to cook noodles for the children and let them learn how to make milk powder by themselves. , and finally put on a small schoolbag together.

"Mom, is there anything delicious to come back tonight?" Qi Yue dragged a little tiger on his schoolbag and asked curiously.

Jiang Che on the side couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Jiang Shuangling laughed: "You two really think good things."

Especially their comrade Qi Yuexiao, who is best at dreaming.

How can I eat so much every day, but recently their family has been eating too well.

"The days of transitioning from frugality to luxury are over. Now we have to switch from extravagance to frugality. How to eat before, or how to eat, but it is coming to summer soon, we have watermelon to eat in summer."

"I remember that there are a few wild loquats on the nearby mountains. The last time I went to see them, they were already green. They should be ripe these days. When I have time, Sister Song and I will go pick some Son."

"I don't want to eat loquat, I want to eat watermelon, loquat is sour."

It doesn't taste very good.

It's not sweet, it's sour.

"I don't know if the loquat trees grown here are sour or not. I won't know until I pick it up and taste it. If it's sour, I'll cook loquat sauce for you."

"I want to eat what my sister cooks!" A cloth tiger was also hung on Jiang Che's little schoolbag, Qi Yue dragged his little tiger with one hand, and stretched out An Lu Mountain The claws touched Jiang Che's little tiger.

These two cloth tigers were made by Jiang Shuangling before for the two little guys. They were stuffed with some cotton, and the work was more delicate.

These two little cloth tigers look good alone, but the yellow tiger hangs near the small green schoolbag, which always gives people a silly feeling.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

It's just that the two children are cute and cute, and the two little dwarfs are so stupid and cute, especially want to draw them.

The little tiger on his schoolbag was touched by the claws of An Lushan who had sneaked over. Jiang Che patted Qiyue's claws, adjusted the position of the schoolbag, and poked Qiyue's claws ass.

Qi Yue, who was poked in the tiger's buttocks, glared at him, and after rolling his eyes with **** grape-like eyes, he looked at Jiang Che seriously and said, "Why don't you let Mom sew a rabbit for you, your schoolbag? A rabbit inside and a tiger hanging outside, be careful that the tiger eats the rabbit."

Comrade Qi Yuexiao spread his hands and felt that the people around him were not harmonious.

Jiang Che: "The tiger won't give it to you anyway."

Little brother Jiang has seen through Comrade Qi Yue's routine, and the tiger who wants to deceive him has no way.

"It's stingy, who wants your tiger, I have it myself."

Qi Yue groaned, suddenly jumped to Jiang Che's side, and flicked on his tiger's butt.

Jiang Che exclaimed, and the two children circled around to catch each other's cloth tigers.

The poor two little tigers are always getting their butts stolen.

These two children probably felt that their touch was boring, and it would be more delicious to touch each other's tiger.

"You two, that's enough, be careful pulling the tiger down."

Jiang Shuangling kicked these two little guys who love to touch tigers out of the house to go to school. On the way, they met Niu Jiadong and looked at the little tigers and said they wanted to touch them, but Qi Heng and Jiang Che refused.

After all, their little tigers have been touched several times by others.

"You two are so stingy, I won't touch you when my monkey is made."

"My mom is almost done."

…

The children went to school making a fuss. Jiang Shuangling tidied up the house and kitchen a little. Most of the wine smell left in the hall yesterday has disappeared. Bright yellow spots.

There is no need to clean up. Jiang Shuangling does not have the obsessive-compulsive disorder of the man in the family. After that, she ate a white rabbit toffee and went back to the room to paint.

Next month's drawing, she hasn't finished the drawing yet, and she still needs to finish the last one. After finishing the drawing, she will take it to the training class tomorrow to show Xue Li, and then send it together go out.

Jiang Shuangling spent more than an hour revising the draft, then picked up the pencil and quickly drew a sketch on the blank drawing paper.

This is a picture of Qi Heng's sleeping face last night.

She couldn't help but feel that she didn't have a computer.

Why isn't Qi Heng drunk more thoroughly? It would be nice if she just listened to her in a daze.

The brush in Jiang Shuangling's hand turned, and on another piece of paper, she drew a version of herself as the king of the daughter country, plus a certain comrade Qi Heng who had no hair.

After she drew it, she suddenly imagined in her mind what Qi Heng looked like without hair. This man has angular facial features and a perfect profile. Even without hair decoration, he is still handsome handsome man.

But...

Jiang Shuangling looked down at the painting in her hand, always feeling an inexplicable sense of taboo, as if she had done something bad.

Qi Heng woke up this morning, he should have forgotten what happened last night, right?

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

Anyway, whether the other party forgot or not, she completely forgot.

This taciturn dog man is the best at holding back. As long as Jiang Shuangling does not speak, he will never mention these things.

"Little ginger! Little ginger!"

Suddenly someone called her outside the yard, which sounded like Wang Xueshu's voice.

Jiang Shuangling was stunned for a moment, and then she hurriedly looked at the drawing paper in front of her. She inexplicably felt that she had done something bad and was caught, and subconsciously hid the picture of the daughter of the king in the homestay.

This picture must not be seen.

After she hid this picture, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, stacked the other drawing papers, put them on the table in the room, and went outside to meet Wang Xueshu who came to her.

Jiang Shuangling did not expect that Wang Xueshu would be in the family's courtyard at this time. She thought that the other party had already gone out to do errands at this time. Last night, Le Qin asked her to ask Wang Xueshu about the matter. She was still thinking about today. Go to Head He's house to find each other in the evening.

"Little Jiang!...Little Jiang?"

Jiang Shuangling saw Wang Xueshu standing outside in the yard, and the other party waved at her.

"Sister Xueshu, what's wrong?"

Wang Xueshu was hesitant, she entered the gate of Qi's courtyard, leaned over and whispered to Jiang Shuangling, "Let's go in and talk about it."

Jiang Shuangling: "???"

Are you trying to tell me a little secret? ?

Jiang Shuangling was full of doubts in her heart, but it was also in her heart. She also wanted to tell Wang Xueshu about Leqin, which is not suitable for discussion outside.

"Come in, there's no one else at home, I'm the only one here, Qi Heng went out, and the two children also went to school."

"Your battalion commander Qi has been really busy recently, unlike my old He—" Wang Xueshu's mouth twitched involuntarily when he mentioned Commander He, and all kinds of emotions spread to his heart for a while.

She can't wait for the other party to be busy these two days.

As soon as Jiang Shuangling saw the other party's "face like a dish", she probably guessed what the other party was thinking, and she encouraged: "Everything is worth persevering."

"Persistence?" Wang Xueshu's head was big, she sighed, and then said: "Okay, hold on, little Jiang, I came to you today, I want to come to you at noon to learn how to do it. vegetable."

Jiang Shuangling: "?!"

Sister Xueshu, what about your persistence?

"I came here secretly, don't tell others, our old man doesn't know..."

"Really?" Jiang Shuangling looked curiously at Wang Xueshu in front of her. She really couldn't figure out how unpalatable the food made by Head He was, so bad that Wang Xueshu changed her mind. .

She and Qi Heng also used the two couples as debate tools the day before yesterday, allowing the couple to argue about who cooks at home. Addicted to learning to cook? ? ?

Things are changing too fast.

This couple is so fun.

"Really." Seeing Xiao Jiang's surprised expression in front of her, Wang Xueshu hugged her chest and gritted her teeth to tell the truth, "Xiao Jiang, you don't know, these days everyone else Do you think I've changed my temperament to cook at home?"

Jiang Shuangling: "???"

"Yes, Mr. Yao came to my house to ask, oh hey, these people actually think that the smell of the sauerkraut in our house was made by me??? I'm afraid I'm embarrassed, Don't you dare to confront me??"

"Did I make this? Can I cook it like this?"

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

This, to be honest, is not easy to say.

After all, Jiang Shuangling doesn't know how good Wang Xueshu's cooking skills are, in case she and Head He, two kitchen killers, will be combined.

"I don't believe it's so difficult to learn how to cook a dish. I'm here to learn how to cook a few dishes with you. I don't believe that I can still stir fry the dishes."

"Go back and fry it for Lao He and let him learn!"

Jiang Shuangling couldn't understand Wang Xueshu's thinking at this moment, but she felt: "If you are willing to cook, Head He will be very happy."

The purpose of the quarrel a few days ago has been achieved.

Daughter-in-law cooked for him.

"He was happy with his, I learned mine, and when I learned a few dishes, I went back and taught him how to do it myself."

Wang Xueshu had already made up her mind when she came here. She no longer expects Head He to learn how to cook by herself.

Jiang Shuangling: "...Sister Xueshu, you are good."

Jiang Shuangling felt that she should also learn the spirit of the other party, and face difficulties instead of avoiding them.

She also came to teach Qi Heng how to cook after a while.

"He's going home at noon?"

"He won't come back today, and he doesn't know I'm at home. He thought I went to the art troupe a long time ago. In fact, I plan to go there at noon."

"That's right, Sister Xueshu, please have dinner at my house at noon and try my craft. I just have something to tell you."

"Don't be rude. If you have any questions, I'll tell you what I can."

"It's not an important matter, it was someone else who came to me to ask for help." Jiang Shuangling told Wang Xueshu about Le Qin.

"The girl surnamed Lin in the art troupe is called Lin Yao, right? I know, this girl is very delicate, her voice is very good, she sings, and has a natural good voice, but she is not skilled enough. to the heat."

"It's that Captain Le? Then I can probably guess..."

…

Wang Xueshu is also a well-informed person. She can guess things by herself without Jiang Shuangling explaining things in too much detail.

Maybe this guy used to hear a lot of gossip in the art troupe.

"I really heard some news these days, no wonder, it's probably like this..."

Jiang Shuangling is curious: "What is it?"

Wang Xueshu said coolly: "I heard some news from the people next to me, and Lin Yao is scared. Little Jiang, do you have melon seeds at home? Can you give me a handful?"

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

She felt that she could no longer look directly at Wang Xueshu in front of her. When she first met, she thought she was an elegant woman who was good at dancing. Now... This guy also likes to eat melon seeds, watch dramas and gossip in private.

I actually asked her for melon seeds.

"Wait, I'll get the seeds."

Jiang Shuangling felt that in front of this kind of woman, she should not be outdone, to prove that she is also a person with a sense of ritual.

She found a pack of fried melon seeds, put them in a small plate on the table, soaked two cups of sweet-scented osmanthus honey water, cut a flower and put it in the bamboo tube filled with water Put it in the center of the table, motioning Wang Xueshu to sit down and let's chat slowly.

Wang Xueshu was stunned by her actions, and she joked casually, but she didn't expect that the other party could really make melon seeds for her.

"Little Jiang, you are such an interesting person, I like it."

"Sister Xueshu, let's continue, what's going on?"

Wang Xueshu grabbed a small handful of melon seeds in her hand, bit them and rolled them out, raised her eyes and took a deep look at Jiang Shuangling in front of her, "It's just a while, you see that Lelian Sir, what do you think of this man?"

Jiang Shuangling thought for a while, "She is tall, a little dark, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and her facial features are straight, and she smiles a little honestly. Generally, girls should like this kind of thing. She looks quite upright."

Wang Xueshu: "Then do you know how outsiders spread him?"

Jiang Shuangling: "Can you scare a one-meter-nine man to tears? Grumpy, moody, devil company commander?"

Wang Xueshu: "Yes, the reputation is similar to that of your family Qi Heng, and he is not a master who loves fragrance and jade."

"The little sisters around her must have advised her to stay away from this man."

Jiang Shuangling: "It's not like that... It's natural to be strict in training, and it's understandable to have complaints from below, but he'll never behave like that to the person he likes."

"Who knows." Wang Xueshu smiled.

"Yeah, who knows, so I don't like things mixed with other people's feelings at all." Jiang Shuangling never introduces people to people, and does not randomly match men and women, in case they make up one For the grudge, it was her fault that the life was not good.

Jiang Shuangling could probably guess Lin Yao's entanglement. The Leqin she knew was not the same as what she had inquired about, so she was inevitably taken aback.

It seems that this Le Company Commander's reputation is also...

After all, the person who knows the person knows the face but not the heart, and the person who is familiar with him will know what the situation of the other party is.

In her opinion, it is up to the two of them to succeed or not, and it is not easy for others to help them make choices.

"It's just right, why don't you go to the art troupe compound with me in the afternoon and meet Lin Yao in person, it's better to ask yourself than to send me a message, you also promised before, just happened to help me draw A picture."

"Little Jiang, are you free this afternoon?"

"I, shall I go with you?" Jiang Shuangling hesitated after listening to the other party's suggestion, but after a second thought, it was just right, "Okay, I'll also go see the principal of your art troupe. ."

Yes, after all, she agreed to Leqin's request yesterday to help you go, no matter whether the two succeeded or failed, she still did her best.

At noon, in front of Wang Xueshu, Jiang Shuangling demonstrated the practice of two home-cooked dishes. Wang Xueshu watched, holding a pen and paper, and wrote down the steps in quick scribbles. .

"Sister Xueshu, do you remember what I said?"

"Alright, alright, that's almost it, why don't you come and see if I have missed anything, wait... I'll read it to you again." Wang Xueshu put away the pen and made a gesture I have to read it to Jiang Shuangling.

"It's fine, I'll just take a look, don't waste time." Jiang Shuangling put her head close, glanced at the piece of paper written by Wang Xueshu, and her breath stopped.

She couldn't recognize the few lines written above.

Wang Xueshu's font is even more difficult to recognize than the doctor's font.

She turned her head to look at the woman beside her: "Sister Xueshu, you should read it."

Wang Xueshu laughed a few times, she is beautiful, but ugly is a hurdle she can't overcome in her life, so she hates others to say "words are like people".

He was relatively good at speaking at the beginning, saying that she wrote the same words as her people and was good at dancing.

Of course, after Colonel He said this, Wang Xueshu immediately threw him a few knives, and kicked him by the way, almost scaping his leg.

This has also forged a deeper relationship.

Sometimes Wang Xueshu also regrets it. The ugly words are ugly.

"My handwriting is easy to scribble when I write fast. I guess only I can recognize it. Lao He can probably recognize my handwriting. He is used to reading it."

Wang Xueshu stumbled and read the content to her, Jiang Shuangling couldn't help but suspect that this guy might not even be able to recognize his own words, but she didn't say anything.

"The steps are correct."

"Well, I actually remembered it too. When I forget something, just take it out and see it."

"Sister Xueshu, try it and fry a radish, I'll watch it."

Wang Xueshu nodded, "Okay."

Jiang Shuangling felt that no matter how much she saw, it was better to try it out.

Wang Xueshu took the spatula, and under the guidance of Jiang Shuangling, fry a pot of eggs and carrots. The two tasted it and found that the taste was not bad.

"It seems that I still have talent." Wang Xueshu tasted the dish she made and couldn't help but feel proud.

"Yes, it's actually quite simple to cook."

Wang Xueshu nodded, "It's quite interesting to fry a dish, little Jiang, I feel like I like cooking a little bit."

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

He should be very happy to hear this.

The success of cooking for the first time gave Wang Xueshu great self-confidence. Thinking of the failures of Head He, she couldn't help but feel high and joking with Jiang Shuangling, "Little Jiang, You count, how many words are there in the steps I just wrote?"

"One or two hundred words?" Jiang Shuangling made a random estimate, she is not Qi Heng's, and is not very sensitive to numbers.

Let her count the number of words, it is better to say "how big a group" directly, she can make a gesture.

"Almost so." Wang Xueshu stared at Jiang Shuangling in front of her, and suddenly thought of her husband Qi Heng. Her family's old He was a man who likes to talk and talk a lot every day. Battalion Commander Qi, according to his old He's words, is a man whose silence is golden.

Too much is not good, too few words seems...not too good?

I don't know how Xiao Jiang got along with Qi Heng, the man who spoke little.

Wang Xueshu imagined that she was with a man who spoke little, and said nothing for the whole day, which seemed a little scary. One day the other party stopped talking, and I was not used to it.

"Xiao Jiang, you are at home, does Qi Heng say more than one or two hundred words a day to you?" In fact, Wang Xueshu originally wanted to say, "Do you two have more than fifty words a day in conversation? ?" or "Did you two talk more than ten sentences?"

The above two sentences are a little too sad to ask.

Although it was changed to one or two hundred words, Wang Xueshu felt a little regretful after asking out. She blamed herself in her heart, which pot she can't open and which pot she can't lift, in case she accidentally pokes someone pain points.