MTL - It’s a Stepmother, Not a Sister [70s]-Chapter 81 no prospects

Mr. He is a very good teacher. He pointed out her current problems, helped her plan the direction of her practice, and also filled her with a book of domestic studies.

Jiang Shuangling wrapped the book in oil paper and said seriously: "I will go back and read it."

The old man nodded.

…

The pen in my hand swishes quickly.

When Jiang Shuangling came out and patted her shoulder, she recovered.

"What are you writing, so serious?"

"Just wrote a new story."

Jiang Shuangling asked curiously, "Let me see?"

Xue Li shook her head while holding the notebook in her hand, "It's just a scribbled first draft, and I'll show it to Xiao Jiang after I'm done revising it."

"Okay, it's a deal."

Xue Li sighed, with a bit of melancholy in her tone: "I don't know why, I always want to write a better story than last time. I don’t dare to write, I feel dissatisfied with any sentence or paragraph I have written recently.”

"You need to relax."

"Or, you think, I can write a story I like."

Xue Li tilted her head and looked at her: "Is that so?"

"Probably." Jiang Shuangling spread her hands, "I am just a layman with no artistic pursuit. As for painting, as long as you like it, you can paint a painting you like, try your best to Draw better."

"Then I'll write a story I like." Xue Li grinned at her, revealing a row of white teeth. She had two very obvious dimples on her face, which made her smile. Very cute time.

"Little Jiang, what kind of identity do you think this Mr. He is?"

"I don't know, I didn't ask, but the direction he pointed is very suitable for me."

"He must be a folk expert, otherwise Teacher He would not recommend you to come. Did he refuse to accept apprentices just now?"

Jiang Shuangling: "I don't plan to be a teacher."

"Well, but the box of things you brought is considered to be flattering on the horse's leg. Teacher He shouldn't say those words."

Jiang Shuangling folded the thing in her hand, lowered her eyes and said, "It's better to bring it than not to bring it, just don't make a big mistake."

Jiang Shuangling doesn't want to let herself be exhausted in pursuit of something, whether it is directed or not, everything is random, anyway, she just wants to live well, enjoy life, and have fun with her family Heart, eat something delicious once in a while.

"It's a pity...you have been doing it for a long time, haven't you?" Xue Li thought of those poor and undervalued spicy braised lotus root and braised kelp... and felt a burst of saliva.

Xue Li blinked, "What's the meal?"

Jiang Shuangling: "...Nothing, I'm just a little worried."

She couldn't help touching her belly, thinking that she should have a daughter, even a boy with a bun face like Qi Heng, I'm afraid it's just a rice bucket number four.

"Does your stomach feel uncomfortable?" Seeing her suddenly covering her stomach, Xue Li looked anxious, afraid that something was wrong with her body.

"No, not because of my body, I just suddenly remembered something that worried me."

"What are you worried about?" Xue Li asked curiously.

"Worry about the future child like his dad."

"Huh?!" Xue Li was stunned, what was the reason, she suddenly thought of the man she had seen before, and wondered: "Isn't it bad to look like the child's father? Your husband looks like..."

She remembered that Xiao Jiang's husband was a handsome officer with very good looks.

If the child can look like a father, it is also a good appearance that cannot be found with a lantern!

Jiang Shuangling shook Xue Li's hand, and there was a trace of sadness in her eyes that she couldn't tell outsiders, "No, you don't understand."

Their family is... the sorrow of the rice bucket.

After Jiang Shuangling and Xue Li left, Mr. He sat on the wooden bench and took a fan around his cheeks.

After the sound of talking and talking disappeared, the surroundings were quiet and quiet, with occasional birds chirping through the treetops.

Sunlight leaves light yellow spots on the ground through the gaps in the branches and leaves. When a thick layer of clouds floats in the sky, a cool shadow makes the heaven and earth suddenly change to a light blue tone .

"This girl's painting is a bit interesting."

Mr. He suddenly stood up, holding the fan behind his back, walked slowly into the room, threw the fan on the table, poured himself a cup of herbal tea, his eyes fell unconsciously on on a nearby food box.

He was moved, he couldn't help but glanced out the window, he was the only one in the house and yard at this time.

Opening the lid, before letting him see things clearly, he smelled a few tempting aromas.

There are sweet and greasy floral aromas, and there are also spicy and strange aromas.

He picked up his chopsticks and tasted a piece of lotus root in the sugar juice. The hole of the lotus root was stuffed with sticky glutinous rice. The sweet-scented osmanthus can also give off a strong fragrance of osmanthus in the mouth.

Mr. He chewed a few times and frowned: "It's too sweet, I don't like this stuff."

After finishing speaking, I ate a few pieces of glutinous rice lotus that I didn’t like.

"Sweet and greasy, it really is something that girls and children like."

"This little ginger's painting is good, but the cooking skills still lack some enthusiasm."

After that, I ate another piece.

"I'll give it to Aunt Chun next door later."

At this time, there was a sudden movement of moving things outside the yard, "He old man! He old man!"

Aunt Chun's voice came from outside the house, and Mr. He immediately closed the box under his hand, walked out, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just heard that there are two guests in your house, who are they?"

Mr. He waved his hand in a very casual tone: "It's not an important person, come to learn painting."

"Oh, that's it."

Aunt Chun was sent away, and Mr. He returned to the house. Looking at the food box on the table, he suddenly remembered what he seemed to have forgotten just now?

"I just forgot to give her something, forget it, I'll finish it."

He ate another piece, "It's not too sweet."

"The girl's family is also good at making sweets."

Mr. He tried to eat the braised lotus root slices next to him, which looked unattractive. Compared with the beautiful osmanthus glutinous rice lotus before, these braised lotus root slices smelled very attractive and spicy. Besides, it looks unremarkable.

That seductive spice.

"Not spicy enough."

He couldn't hold back and ate another slice, he wanted to taste more of that spicy taste, eat another slice, eat another slice...

… gone.

Mr. He murmured, "Little Jiang should be a real smart person."

"Really smart people stick to their original beliefs."

The subtext is:

—The really smart people will bring them next time.

When Jiang Shuangling returned home, she still had half a pot of spicy braised lotus root and shredded kelp at home. She couldn't help eating some. Since she became pregnant, she seemed to be more and more able to eat spicy food. thing.

The two children Qi Yue and Jiang Che also like to eat spicy food. After all, they are children trained under Mrs. Song's spicy bean paste.

“Delicious?”

"Delicious!

"Sister! I still want to eat!"

Jiang Shuangling smiled. Although the luwei is delicious, it cannot be eaten often.

She cut the freshly made sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice lotus for the children, and drizzled an extra layer of sugar juice to satisfy these two children who like sweets.

"Candy is so sweet!

"The flowers are so beautiful, I want to eat them!"

…

The three of them were eating and eating on a small stove at home. Qi Heng came back with a ten-pound green-skinned watermelon. The two children, Qi Yue and Jiang Che, were screaming around the big watermelon. Che's eyes were shining brightly, and Qi Yue's eyes rolled, wishing to split the watermelon with his bare hands.

Jiang Shuangling stared at the big watermelon, speechless for a while, "…"

I thought that it was not the right time for Qi Heng to bring it back. They had already opened a small stove, and now there is another watermelon of this size.

Can you finish?

She was about to say whether she should leave it for a day and then cut it tomorrow, when she saw that Qi Heng had already cut the watermelon in front of the two children.

After a "chi" sound, the oval watermelon was cut open, the light red watermelon juice flowed on the table, and the big red watermelon seemed to blow out a stream on the face of the person A fresh sweet breeze, a few black watermelon seeds fell on the table.

"The child has just eaten a lot of food, but he may not be able to eat it, or you should go play for a while, and come back to eat after a while."

Qi Yue and Jiang Che shook their heads.

They want watermelon!

Qi Heng cut the watermelon into small pieces, and the two children showed Jiang Shuangling that they could eat it.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

There is no refrigerator at home. I was afraid that it would not be good to keep the cut watermelon overnight. Jiang Shuangling helped to eat a small piece.

However, she later discovered that her help was irrelevant.

The dog man eliminated two-thirds of the melons by himself.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

It turns out that you cut it for yourself, and my child and I are by the way.

Qi Yue: "…"

Jiang Che: "…"

Jiang Shuangling: "..." See no evil, don't study like a comrade.

Because the small stove was open too much tonight, Jiang Shuangling just had a hasty dinner, playing with melon rind while listening to the radio with Qi Heng and their two children.

After eating the melon, play with the melon rind.

I didn't throw away the watermelon rind after eating, but took a knife and carved beautiful lines on the melon rind. Jiang Shuangling was more patient and showed the two children how to carve a small forest elk on the melon rind to drink water time look.

"The neck is so long."

"This is a deer, with antlers, and of course its neck is long."

Qi Yue: "I want to see tigers."

Jiang Che: "I want to see rabbits."

Qi Yue: "Then draw a tiger eating a rabbit."

Jiang Che: "...don't!"

Jiang Shuangling pinched the faces of these little guys and carved a pattern of a tiger on top of a rabbit.

"Does it look good?"

"Nice, Mom, can I take this to school tomorrow? I want my classmates to see it."

"Sister, I want to..."

Jiang Shuangling: "I'm afraid you can't. If you leave it overnight, you won't be able to see the pattern tomorrow. Maybe if you bring it to school, it will turn into dry watermelon rind."

"Can I eat it?"

"Can't eat."

When Jiang Shuangling took her two children to carve the skin of the melon, Qi Heng sat opposite and also held a knife to carve the skin of the melon. Jiang Shuangling was originally curious about what pattern the man would carve.

From a distance, it seems that only a mess can be seen.

She wants to take a closer look...

"Qi Heng, what did you just engrave?"

Qi Heng: "...Peel the melon."

Jiang Shuangling: "What about before you peel the melon?"

The other side gave her a silence is gold.

Qi Heng took the two little boys to take a bath at the speed of light, and lit the lamp in the children's room to help them with their homework. The two children are about to have summer vacation, and of course they have to take the exam .

Jiang Shuangling was biting an apple beside her, watching the three studying in front of her.

Facts have proved that, whether it is organizing housework or learning to write homework, with Qi Heng standing by, everything can be done with half the effort.

Jiang Shuangling felt silently in her heart that her man was born to calm down the children, and if he took off his military uniform, he would be an excellent class teacher in the future.

He is more suitable to be a primary school teacher than himself, and he will definitely teach a batch of excellent students.

ADHD can be cured.

After all, he is the black bear spirit of Luojia Mountain, and the bear children are also under his control.

Jiang Shuangling took another bite of the apple, clack clack, she glanced at the two children, very good, under the guidance of a certain obsessive-compulsive disorder, whether it is sitting or holding a pen posture Can't pick the slightest mistake.

"You learn for a while and take a fifteen-minute break." She looked down at her watch and helped Xiao Jiang, a bell ringer who pays attention to the time.

Qi Heng's knowledge to the children is equally coherent and concise, just like the debriefing report in front of her.

Jiang Shuangling wanted to remind the head teacher whether the lecture should be more visual and interesting, she was afraid that the children would not understand.

—Actually, both of her children are not stupid and can understand.

Jiang Shuangling remembered that when she was in elementary school, she did not seem to engage in any interesting learning, happy learning, and no literacy games, but she still learned well. When she grows up, it has become popular now. Live teaching.

…Maybe it should be animated.

Of course, there are not so many conditions now.

She can only do it on her own, just help her with her homework, and help to draw some illustrations and literacy cards.

"Children, it's going to be a holiday soon, will you miss your teacher and your classmates?"

The two children shook their heads in complete honesty.

—No, I want a vacation, I don't want to go to class.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

I think the two children are very happy to go to and from school every day, but I didn't expect the answers to be so uniform.

Don't want to go to school!

It seems that the wishes of children all over the world are the same, and they are all waiting for the winter and summer vacations. For parents, going to school is the return of the beasts, and the winter and summer vacations are probably the turmoil of the demons. To start the calamity.

"Qi Heng, how did you feel when you were on vacation when you were a child?" Jiang Shuangling leaned to the man's ear and bit her ear.

Qi Heng narrowed his eyes and looked at the book in his hand, his eyes focused and serious. Hearing this question, he just answered casually, "I don't feel anything."

Jiang Shuangling: "..." You don't have the happiness of a child.

Jiang Shuangling was also a child who was looking forward to the winter and summer vacations when she was in elementary school, but every time the school started, she would be very excited and go to school to meet her long-awaited friends.

She called the two children to her side and asked curiously, "What do you two little guys want to do when they grow up."

Qi Yue replied without thinking, "I want to be like Dad."

That is, I want to join the military academy like my father.

"What about you, brother?" Jiang Shuangling turned her eyes to her own younger brother.

Jiang Che was still very ignorant about this kind of thing. He didn’t know how to answer, and he couldn’t say words like wanting to be a scientist. Same as my sister."

Jiang Shuangling tapped on his face, "Why are you like a sister? You all have to choose what you like."

"...I don't know." Jiang Che showed a crying expression.

Jiang Shuangling felt that she was also embarrassing the children, how could the two little beanies know what they wanted to do in the future.

"Sister..."

Jiang Shuangling raised her eyes, "Huh?"

"I want a rabbit."

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

Qi Yue turned his head to look at Jiang Che at this moment, "If I fail to go to the military academy, I will raise rabbits with you."

Qi Heng: "…"

Jiang Shuangling: "????" Can raising rabbits still have such great magic power? Don't you just feed some greens and radishes?

"Why don't you consider raising pigs? Pork is delicious."

Jiang Che is indeed a grass that falls with "sister", "Then let's raise pigs."

Qi Yue: "…"

Jiang Shuangling turned her gaze to Qi Yue, "Do you want to raise it?"

Qi Yue hesitated: "I want to raise tigers."

Jiang Shuangling: "Forget it... You guys should study for me honestly."

Jiang Shuangling lay on her side on the bed thinking about things, she did not dare to lie on her stomach, for fear of pressing the child in her stomach, although the little bean in her stomach did not show its presence for the time being.

Generally speaking, it seems that there will be some strong pregnancy reactions after pregnancy, but Jiang Shuangling seems to have no other uncomfortable places except motion sickness, but some acidity and spicy taste, which affects the taste, don't The uncomfortable place is not there yet.

Wang Xueshu next door saw her retching several times.

She touched her belly, thinking that this child is a distressed mother, probably a good obedient child, and will be her mother's caring little padded jacket in the future.

Maybe it's because of pregnancy that it's easy to think wildly, and the thoughts are extraordinarily free, thinking about things, Jiang Shuangling suddenly remembered the chat with the two children just now, and their raising rabbits, tigers and... pig.

After the 1980s, maybe you can really get rich by raising pigs.

Jiang Shuangling lazily fantasizes in her mind that when the economic market opens up in the future, it will be full of gold. Going to the sea to do business, do business, do clothing design, lead the trend, set up stalls and catering... do Social software, online shopping live broadcast with goods...

Just thinking about it, I have finished a cool article on entrepreneurial struggle.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

After the brain is finished, wake up, it is still 1971.

She is not so ambitious, she just wants to live a leisurely and happy slow-paced life, draw some things she likes, and accompany the people she likes.

It's just so useless.

In the future, Jiang Shuangling doesn't bother to fiddle with anything. If she can't make other investments, it's best to buy a house. She doesn't know anything about stocks, so she can just buy liquor blindly.

"...I'm really worthless."

Qi Heng pushed the door and came in, just when she heard her words, "?"

He walked to her side and stroked her soft hair with his left hand. The originally cold tone brought a bit of concern. The man's voice was deeper and more magnetic at night than during the day. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just want to buy a liquor."

This is probably a late night gloom.

Jiang Shuangling hugged his neck with a smile and kissed his chin.

The people next to her don't know, she has just finished a cool article secretly.

After finishing my brain, I decided to be a salted fish.

“Liquor?”

"I said something different from what you understand. You will understand in a few decades. I hope your hair is still there, dear."

Qi Heng: "...don't worry."

Jiang Shuangling: "..." is too confident.

"Then let's wait a few decades to see." Jiang Shuangling wondered if she would have a chance to see the other person's bald appearance, but in her heart she hoped to see the other person's hair turning white .

It will take many, many, many years.

The corner of Qi Heng's mouth twitched slightly, shook his head and walked into the small room next door, no one came out after a few minutes.

Jiang Shuangling put on her shoes and pushed open the door of the small room, just in time to see Qi Heng who took off his shirt, the muscles on the other party's body were still thin and strong, the dim light shining on his skin, his shoulders ridges The place seems to glow, and the shadow between the light and the dark makes the unseen corner take on a different kind of ambiguous color.

The person is taking medicine.

When she looked closely, Jiang Shuangling noticed the bruise on the opponent's back. He occasionally had some training injuries on his body. Jiang Shuangling walked over and rubbed it for him.

"Qi Heng, does it hurt?"

A man's voice came from overhead, "Hurry up."

Jiang Shuangling: "Okay, just dislike me for being slow."

Jiang Shuangling put medicine on him, and suddenly found that this person seemed to be thinner than when she first met, obviously the other three in the family, including herself, have gained a little weight recently, only he Out of place, thin at this time.

Of course, being thin in summer is actually normal.

But their family has been eating more recently. Could it be that these days are too frustrating?

The weather is so hot, it is really tiring to run back at noon.

When the sun is out, it is hot enough, but at night, the cool wind in the mountains can make one shiver.

The cold air in the mountains is a natural air conditioner, or the kind that does not need money.

In the age of no fans and air conditioners, I can live a comfortable summer night, surrounded by the warm body beside me.