MTL - It’s a Stepmother, Not a Sister [70s]-Chapter 88 strange

Blindly following the trend is bad, sometimes women lose their minds in the face of jealousy, and so do men.

This shabby wind brought by the head of He, what is there to follow...

Perhaps this is called the joy of being alone is not as good as the joy of the crowd. Let's be a wonderful thing together, and the wonderful thing will not be wonderful.

The Pharaoh next door is in a very good mood recently, because many people have started to praise Pharaoh for being virtuous, and give Head He to the shy, Pharaoh is also not happy.

There is such a truth, women who are really virtuous on weekdays hate others to praise their virtues the most, and women who are not virtuous on weekdays will like to hear people praise their virtues.

The Pharaoh and his wife next door are enjoying themselves.

However, the disaster came to Chiyu.

The dog man in front of him couldn't understand his thoughts for him. He insisted on being led away by the head next door. The basic aesthetics went wrong. clothing.

Strongly imply and demand that you need a "sweater".

Jiang Shuangling: "Are you sure you really need it?"

Qi Heng raised his heroic eyebrows and left two neat words, "Need."

Jiang Shuangling: "...don't you think about suitability?"

She felt that the dog man in front of her could still be rescued.

Qi Heng: "Vest."

It means that you are wearing a rabbit fur vest, so are you afraid of wearing this?

This ragged style is more acceptable to men than the fluffy rabbit fur vest.

Wear too much, it is better to break a few holes and let the wind leak.

More "practical" than a rabbit fur vest.

Jiang Shuangling took a breath: "…"

Is this comparable?

Jiang Shuangling thought you were cute in a rabbit fur vest, the whole family should be neat and tidy.

"That's fine, I'll knit one for you when you have time. Your size is useless."

Looking at the performance of the other party, it seems that if she does not help the other party, she will only allow the state officials to set fires and not allow the people to light the lights. Since he wants so, then do it.

It's not just a... tattered dress.

Qi Heng: "You should measure, maybe I'll gain weight."

Just like measuring his face time and time again, using the same words, the face is big, how can the body not gain weight?

Jiang Shuangling: "...you learned badly from the cubs."

It's a shame to ask for so much.

"I touched it last night, I know your size, and I'm sure it's very suitable." Jiang Shuangling rationally rejected the man's unreasonable demands, even with children, adults still play this kind of boring game?

Sometimes fat and sometimes thin, not Transformers.

Qi Heng: "Then you touch it again."

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

She nearly choked on her own saliva.

This sweater makes you pissed, doesn't it?

Jiang Shuangling suddenly felt a little dazed. Before, she felt that even if she made a ragged sweater for Qi Heng, this man is not a personality that can be worn to show off.

Now it seems that maybe she should be worried...

Has he been shown a face by the sinister head He before, and is now waiting for an opportunity to take revenge?

If this is the case, it is quite cautious, like primary school chickens hurting each other.

These two little chickens!

After Jiang Shuangling disliked her for a while, she still couldn't bear to choose to do it herself, and helped Qi Heng knit a tattered style sweater by herself.

The sweater was put on Qi Heng, what should I say...

He looks good, even in a rag bag, but it doesn't match Qi Heng's usual abstinence style.

It's like opening Pinru's wardrobe.

It's really hilarious.

"You dress more tightly in front of the two children." Remember to put your coat on.

Jiang Shuangling doesn't want a tattered sweater to be popular in the family, and if the two children also clamor for one, she really accepts the incompetence.

Of course, what Jiang Shuangling is most afraid of is that the whole family is neat.

If the children wear them, will she even have to wear the masterpiece that the Pharaoh next door unexpectedly "acquired"?

"...I see." Qi Heng supported his hat, the coat on his body was buttoned tightly, and there was no sign of the sweater underneath for the time being before going out.

After going out, Jiang Shuangling didn't know, and didn't know if he would go for a run, and then took off her coat because of the heat...

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

The picture is so beautiful that even just imagining it, Comrade Jiang could hardly breathe.

Later Jiang Shuangling didn't want to know if he had worn it out to show Captain He. If he really did such a **** and she found out, she would just wait for her to pour sugar. Educate.

Jiang Shuangling observed the situation for a few days and found that the fire of the ragtag wind had not yet burned to the children. The two little guys rushed into the house every day after school and rushed to the small fire. Ask for sweet potatoes.

There is a small red clay stove in the center of the hall now, which is dedicated to burning charcoal fire and wood fire. Before the two children came back, Jiang Shuangling roasted four big and sweet sweet potatoes on the side. .

When the child and Qi Heng came back, honey juice was flowing out of these fat sweet potatoes, and when they were opened, the sweet potato flesh was fragrant and tempting.

Qi Yue and Jiang Che like to eat roasted sweet potatoes and eat one every day.

Jiang Shuangling was careful not to let these two little guys eat too many sweet potatoes, otherwise they would fart one after another, which would be spectacular.

I am afraid that these children will play tricks, such as farting more than each other.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

However, their children should not be so stupid.

Of course, when you get bored, people can't do anything.

When Qi Heng came back, Jiang Shuangling handed him the last big sweet potato, "We'll be ready to eat after eating."

Supper in winter is much easier to solve, simply make a clear soup of onion and ginger, boil the vegetables in the soup around a small stove, and eat a small plate of bean paste on the side, which is a simple small hot pot. After eating, the body also feels warm.

It is also convenient for Jiang Shuangling to act at this time.

Today's hot dishes include fresh pork, pink and white lean meat floating in the clear soup of minced green onion, even if it is simply cooked, it is extremely seductive to the taste buds.

The fun of a family sitting around eating small hot pot.

Jiang Shuangling and Qi Heng tidied up another small room connected to their room. This small room was used to store things before. In summer, a bamboo bed was placed here for the family to take a lunch break. , Now that it is winter, the bamboo beds are naturally unnecessary, and they are piled upright on the side.

The last time Qi Yan came to their house, he spent the night in this room.

This time Qi Heng's mother came over and planned to place it here. Qi Heng took the two children and cleaned the room thoroughly, leaving no dust. Supervisor Xiao Jiang I also checked it carefully and helped to boil the hot water by the way.

When wiping things in winter, Jiang Shuangling didn't want them to use cold water, even if these three self-heating small stoves said that she was not afraid of cold, she was not sure.

"Don't touch cold water randomly, be careful one by one, don't get frostbite on your hands."

"I know I know."

The two children followed the work honestly. The things in the room were arranged in an orderly manner according to Qi Heng's design, and there was a large part of the space in the room out of thin air.

Although in Jiang Shuangling's opinion, this is a place that loses its spirituality, it does save space, and the mother-in-law comes to live here, and it will not be too crowded.

"Sister, does the place I wipe look good?"

“It looks good.”

"I look good where I wipe!"

"One is clean and one is like new, both of you are doing great..."

…

Jiang Shuangling felt that her two children had a talent for hygiene.

Of course, it could also be that someone trained well.

A bed with a thick quilt was packed in the room, and there was an empty locker beside it.

In the past, their house rarely used the door outside. If Qi Heng's mother came, it would be inconvenient to get in and out of their room, so this door was just right.

After tidying up the room, Jiang Shuangling also hung two of her own landscape paintings on the wall, and the table was covered with white paper and pen and ink, which made the room smell of ink and wash.

I hope my mother-in-law comes to a place where she can live happily.

After all, this room is still small. After the child in Jiang Shuangling's womb is born, the room will become even smaller. If Jiang Che and Qi Yue grow up, there will be Because of his own privacy, it is estimated that he also wants a separate room.

"Qi Heng, if only the house was bigger."

Qi Heng shook her hand, "It will let you live in a big house."

Jiang Shuangling didn't take his words seriously, she thought that she really wanted to change the house, and it was estimated that she would have to wait a few years.

She comforted herself in her heart, although the house was a little small, it was warm and transparent.

"Mom, be careful along the way."

Qi Yan carried her luggage to take her mother to the train station.

The green leather train stopped on the rails, Zhao Yinghua looked around, turned to her son and said, "The train is coming, don't send it, go back to take care of your daughter-in-law."

"Mom, you can remember to add more clothes along the way, Rongcheng can't compare to us here, you have to put on the clothes one by one along the way. cold…"

"I know, I know." Zhao Yinghua waved her hand and said, "Am I your mother or are you my mother?"

Even as a mother, she couldn't stand Qi Yan's nagging.

Since the second daughter-in-law was born, the second child has shown signs of getting more and more nagging, a big man, talking so much.

There are too many words in the second, and too few words in the fifth.

It would be nice if the two of them evened out a bit.

"Second, don't tell me, don't these mothers know? You, there are too many things to worry about, so the hair on this head also..."

Qi Yan's face darkened, "Mom, can we not mention this?"

"Okay, don't mention it, Mom will say hello to your brother and sister-in-law on your behalf, and bring the concern of his brother and his sister-in-law."

"I'll call you when Mom gets there."

Zhao Yinghua got on the green leather train, Qi Yan ran to the window and warned him a few words, Zhao Yinghua really had no choice, and also told him a few words on the train, "Take care of your daughter-in-law. and my grandson."

The green-skinned train hummed a few times and rattled on the rails. Qi Yan and the other see-offs watched the train leave.

Zhao Yinghua was sitting on the train, thinking of the little son she was about to meet and the little daughter-in-law she had never met, her heart was beating fast, she took out a photo from her bag, Sit by the car window and watch for a while.

See you soon.

I don't know what Xiao Wu has become after having a daughter-in-law. Has her eldest grandson been taken care of? What kind of personality does the little daughter-in-law have, and Teacher Zhou and Teacher Yao who haven't seen each other for a long time...

When I think of Teacher Zhou and Teacher Yao, the memories of the past not only spread to my mind, but Zhao Yinghua gradually became stunned.

"Old man, I'll take you to see your little daughter-in-law."

…

"Ha Qiu—"

She came here with a lot of thick clothes.

On the day when Qi Heng's mother arrived, he took a day off to pick up people at the train station. Jiang Shuangling prepared a kettle full of boiling water for him, freshly prepared red bean cakes that were still hot, and also There are soft sticky rice **** and crispy pickled radishes.

"Come on, put on your things and eat when you are hungry on the road. These are for my mother. After a ride off, you must be exhausted. Eat something warm, this crispy Radish refreshing..."

Jiang Shuangling put a big burden on him, and said some words of admonition.

Qi Heng nodded, turned around and pressed her down and kissed her deeply.

Next to the man's shoulder, motioning him to leave.

Qi Heng went out with the things she prepared.

Jiang Shuangling breathed a sigh of relief, she patted her chest, and finally came the day when her mother-in-law was coming, she was still uneasy.

She cheered herself up again, as the saying goes, extending the head is a knife, and shrinking the head is also a knife, looking forward to Qi Heng to bring people back soon.

When she was looking forward to it, Jiang Shuangling didn't stop moving her hands. It would be better to go to the closet and hide Qi Heng's tattered style sweater.

People in my mother-in-law's era may not be able to accept such a shabby style.

Of course, it may be even more unacceptable to Qi Heng's tattered wind, it is too inconsistent.

After hiding her clothes, Jiang Shuangling ran to sharpen the knife to strengthen her courage.

The sound of sharpening the knife began to sound in the kitchen. After a while, Jiang Shuangling felt that something was not right.

The elders came to the house, what does she do to sharpen the knife?

What is she sharpening for?

Yes, kill the chicken tonight.

After riding the train for several days in a row, Zhao Yinghua felt that her body was about to fall apart in this long prison, a handful of old bones, it was really hard to endure such a long journey, she drink After a little hot water, I recalled the time when I was young, and felt that such a green-skinned train was very convenient.

Thinking of the person she is about to meet, Zhao Yinghua is uneasy, and she doesn't know if the new daughter-in-law likes her mother-in-law.

Zhao Yinghua was in a mess, and before she was about to arrive at the station, she went to wash her face, re-wrapped the layers of clothes on her body, combed her hair, and grinned in the mirror He smiled before, looked at himself in the mirror, and felt that she was a very kind little old lady.

She got off the train. When she got off, there was a lot of people. There were crowds of people coming and going, and there were occasional cries of young children. It's a big bag.

Qi Heng had been waiting at the train station for a long time, and the mother and son found each other effortlessly.

Zhao Yinghua looked at the tall and handsome young son in front of him, and felt that he had not changed much from the past. Even in the summer, Teacher Yao joked that he had become charcoal, and he seemed to have completely changed. Yes, it has come back in vain now.

It was similar to what she remembered.

…oh no.

, also became her memory.

Little Wu is much more mature than before.

"Little Wu, where is your daughter-in-law? Where is my grandson?"

"Home, school."

Qi Heng gave the things in his hands to his mother, and answered the questions raised by the other party simply and neatly.

Zhao Yinghua ate a red bean cake that was still warm, chewed the salty and soft glutinous rice, raised her head and took a sip of hot water, only to feel her body warm from head to toe .

"It's all prepared by your daughter-in-law? This kid's craftsmanship is really good, as well as a person." Zhao Yinghua couldn't help but say a few more words to his son, the other party's answer was the same as that of Xiaowu in memory Just as succinct.

At this moment, Zhao Yinghua feels that she has become the second child, like a rambling old woman.

Xiao Wu married his daughter-in-law, and his speech is still the same as before.

Jiang Shuangling was at home waiting for the mother and son to come back, waiting and waiting, she actually fell asleep on the bed in a daze, covered with a thick layer of quilt, comfortably nestled on the bed , slept soundly.

When Qi Heng and Zhao Yinghua entered the room, they found that there was no sound from the little daughter-in-law.

Zhao Yinghua thought to herself that it was a coincidence that her daughter-in-law was not at home right now.

Qi Heng pushed open the door, saw Jiang Shuangling lying on the bed, walked over, did not wake anyone, and covered her with a quilt. It's been a long night, I didn't sleep well last night, my legs and feet cramped in the middle of the night.

Zhao Yinghua probed outside and saw the scene in the room, and found that their little five was quite gentle, but men with daughters-in-law were different.

Much better than his dad was.

Jiang Shuangling was thinking about seeing her parents in her sleep. She couldn't see the face of her mother-in-law in the dream, but when she opened her eyes, she saw the enlarged familiar face, which immediately scared her. Jump, I don't know what is going on today.

Jiang Shuangling was so stupid, she didn't expect that she would fall asleep, she was so sleepy that she wanted to squint, but she didn't expect to be here as soon as she closed her eyes.

"Awake? Your daughter-in-law is tired and tired of having a baby." Zhao Yinghua looked at her little daughter-in-law's belly, she had survived her pregnancy in October, and she understood her very well at this moment The hardships of being a mother are not easy.

Jiang Shuangling turned her head and saw Zhao Yinghua at the door, and her mentality was a little broken. She got up early and packed herself up and wanted to make a good impression on her future mother-in-law. messed up.

Also worried that there was no mirror in front of her, Jiang Shuangling raised her hand to brush her hair, pushed Qi Heng's arm, and motioned for the other party to introduce someone.

The mother of Qi Heng in front of her looked a little shorter than her, her hair mixed with silver threads was meticulously combed behind her head, she wore a hat on top of her head, and she was wearing a gray padded jacket with a mask on her face. Smiling at her.

With a kind face and a good temper, Jiang Shuangling felt a little relieved.

But before she could feel relieved too soon, Qi Heng actually took her out of the bed and hugged her in his arms.

He just thought Jiang Shuangling was urging her to hug her.

Jiang Shuangling also admitted that the weather is too cold recently. She is really lazy. Sometimes she is too lazy to get out of bed and put on shoes, and she is too lazy to move. If Qi Heng is around, she will use him as a tool and help hold him She went out of the room to drink water and run errands.

Tool people have developed the habit of tool people.

The habits of the tool people should also be divided into places and people.

Jiang Shuangling: "..." She now feels that the two of them have no tacit understanding.

She was a little flustered for a while, and didn't know whether to call her mother-in-law or her mother or Qi Heng to put herself down first.

"Mom?"

Zhao Yinghua at the door burst out laughing, and gave a long answer, and the embarrassment in the room disappeared immediately.

"Your mother's cry makes me happy." Zhao Yinghua thinks that her little daughter-in-law is really interesting. She is beautiful and has a generous and gentle temperament. She is likable at first sight. More importantly, There was an indescribable strange feeling on her body, and her son, who had always been cold, stood beside her and became happy.

Jiang Shuangling plunged into Qi Heng's arms and felt that she was experiencing the scene of social death. The first time she saw her mother-in-law, she encountered this kind of social death scene. How can she talk to her mother-in-law about the stars? The moon talks about life, talks about ideals, talks about poetry and calligraphy...

I can't talk about how to sleep in.

Jiang Shuangling was in a trance for a while, and felt that all her steps were disrupted. Now she refuses to be the daughter-in-law of this stupid tool man. What is he good for.

As long as she doesn't treat him as her husband, she's not seeing her mother-in-law.

Jiang Shuangling adjusted herself to relieve stress in her heart.

I didn't know what to do with her mind, and suddenly a flash of light flashed. Before she could think about it carefully, the words in her mouth came out automatically: "Brother, put me down!"

Qi Heng: "...?"

Qi Heng carefully placed her on the ground. Although Jiang Shuangling had fulfilled her wish, she wanted to cover her face even more now, to see what she just said.

Brother?

Zhao Yinghua's eyes moved over there. As the youngest brother in the family, he seldom heard someone call him brother Qi Heng. Zhao Yinghua was listening and felt very fresh.

Odd.

"Xiao Wu, Xiao Jiang calls you brother at home on weekdays?"

Qi Heng gave a light "um".