MTL - It’s a Stepmother, Not a Sister [70s]-Chapter 114 torn

"He's a flea!

Qi Heng touched his nose and couldn't help laughing at Jiang Shuangling who was suddenly angry.

Jiang Shuangling glared at him: "What are you laughing at?"

Qi Heng looked at her with a smile: "...Fuck?"

Sexual response: "Flea his dad?"

…

Fleas in the family.

Jiang Shuangling sighed, and sat in Qi Heng's arms, hugging his neck, she felt bitter tears when she mentioned her younger son.

Is this a Pipi shrimp?

I want to fork out this Pipi shrimp.

She bit on Qi Heng's collarbone and gritted her teeth gently, "Flea his dad, you don't care about him."

Qi Heng patted her on the shoulder: "Fuck fleas, I took care of it."

"This child is very clever, what can't you do, pretend to be first in front of you." Jiang Shuangling wondered how she could give birth to such a little clever ghost Knowing the way of pretending to be good, at a young age, the way of doing things is so deep.

"He's not good in front of you?"

“…Mom, I was wrong? Mom, how dare I?”

Qi Heng: "…"

"When he can write, I will teach him to write. If he knows his mistakes, he will correct them. It's great."

"Fuck the fleas then."

Jiang Shuangling: "...don't say that word, I'm panicking, our child is a monkey."

"Okay, listen to Jiangmei."

Jiang Shuangling leaned against each other's arms and gently touched her lower abdomen. Just as her right hand was attached to it, another large warm palm covered the back of her hand, hot and hot The temperature reached her cold palms.

More comfortable than a hot water bottle.

"Wait for another year or two." Jiang Shuangling murmured, Wang Xueshu sent her a photo of her daughter, she was indeed envious, but let her go get pregnant and have a baby now , she didn't want to.

Qi Hui is still young, this four-year-old naughty is enough to make people nervous.

"Wait until the little flea gets bigger and let him be a brother."

Qi Heng pinched her fingers, "Didn't you say you shouldn't call him a flea?"

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

"Qi Heng, let's change Huihui's name, let's call it Qi Xiaotiao."

Naughty little jump? Naughty bag full of little fleas?

Qi Heng: "...Qi Xiao Flea?"

Jiang Shuangling: "It's Qi Xiaotiao! The name is quite cute."

"You ask your child's opinion."

"Are you serious? I'm joking, this little guy is really both love and hate."

…

"If you don't want to think about it, forget about the child first."

"Qi Heng..." Jiang Shuangling looked up at the man in front of her, "Can you take a few days off at the end of March next year?"

"What?"

"I want to go back to my hometown before and after Qingming."

This plan, Jiang Shuangling has been thinking about it for a while, she and Jiang Che have been away from the village for five years, it is time to go back and see, go back to see the old house, and their parents...

"Good."

Qi Heng agreed to her.

"I'll accompany you back."

After deciding on this matter, Jiang Shuangling felt a lot more relaxed. She was hesitant at first, but after telling Qi Heng now, she became more settled.

"Then prepare first, but...let's prepare for the New Year!" Jiang Shuangling plunged into Qi Heng's arms and rolled into the quilt with her. They were already old couples. , take off the other party's clothes first, and let him warm up under the quilt with his body temperature first.

After she was completely warm, she went in again.

In the winter, having someone to warm the quilt is the real happiness, saving money and electricity.

Before the Chinese New Year, the school began to have winter vacation again, and the children were all very happy, and the school's pig-killing tradition remained unchanged.

"Mr. Jiang, why do you want lean meat every year?" Mr. Zeng wondered when he saw the meat that Jiang Shuangling had distributed.

Teacher Zhang said: "Whoever makes her contribution less, the fat can't be replaced much, but the lean meat can be replaced a little more."

Jiang Shuangling smiled and shook her head, "My family likes lean meat."

"Joke, fat is still delicious, especially the oil residue that has passed the lard, that's called a fragrance, tsk tsk."

"Mr. Zeng, let's make dumplings over there."

Jiang Shuangling walked away with the teacher Xiao Zeng next to her. Teacher Xiao Zeng, who had short hair before, has long hair now, and her hair has been combed up. She got married two years ago, and last year She gave birth to a child, she is a lovely little girl, with two shallow pear vortexes, she is so cute when she smiles.

It is not so much that Jiang Shuangling envies the daughter of Wang Xueshu's family, she is more envious of the little daughter she can see in front of her.

"Mr. Jiang, when will your Jia Huihui start school?"

"Next year, next semester."

"It's so early, no more waiting."

"Let him read earlier." Jiang Shuangling originally wanted to let her children read later, but then she thought that in this era, children didn't have mobile phones and didn't watch many cartoons, so instead of keeping him If the house is demolished, it is better to come to school to make more friends and play with them.

"Where's your daughter?"

"Noisy, I often cry at night, look at my eyes, they are all dark." Teacher Xiao Zeng sighed. After getting married and having children, she seems to be less energetic than before. .

However, her ability to gossip is still undiminished.

Even with a big belly, Mr. Zeng is also going to the front line of gossip.

In the past few years, Jiang Shuangling has heard a lot of short stories from the East and the West from her, which made Comrade Jiang feel that she chose the wrong industry.

"Being a teacher delays you, you should be a reporter."

At this time, Teacher Xiao Zeng will smile and say modestly: "How can a reporter report this, Teacher Xiao Jiang, don't talk nonsense."

Jiang Shuangling thought to herself that when there are emotional gossip news stories such as bosom friends, she will need talents like Teacher Xiao Zeng.

At the end of this semester, Jiang Che and Qi Yue will study for another year, and they will also go to junior high school in Shancheng.

Life flies by.

Jiang Shuangling came back from school, the house was lively and lively, Zhao Yinghua and Xiao Huihui sat around the small fire to roast sweet potatoes, the newly baked sweet potatoes were a little hot, Xiao Huihui gasped, Toss a small sweet potato between your left and right hands.

It's like playing acrobatics.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yinghua immediately praised: "Our family Huihui is amazing."

Qi Hui: "Milk, I can throw two more."

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

The acrobatic troupe needs you as a cub.

"What day did Mr. He say come over?"

"Wait for a few days, or celebrate the New Year at our house."

Jiang Shuangling nodded and walked to Xiao Huihui's side, watching her little son blowing roasted sweet potatoes in his mouth, his two little hands and mouth were covered with sweet potato skins The black dirt, like a little cat.

She wiped the corners of the mouth for the stinky bastard.

The little boy had dark and big eyes, smiled at his mother, broke the sweet potato in his hand effortlessly, handed it to Jiang Shuangling graciously, and flattered: "Mom eat …”

Jiang Shuangling took the half roasted sweet potato from his hand with a smile.

Tsk, what a dog.

You must have done something bad again.

She took a bite on the yellow roasted sweet potato in her hand, and lowered her eyes gently, thinking that the roasted sweet potato handed by her son was sweet and fragrant.

"Cub, what did you do today?"

Qi Hui smiled, hugged her mother's neck, and kissed Jiang Shuangling's cheek, "Mom, I accidentally tore up your painting yesterday."

Jiang Shuangling: "!

Her homework!

The roasted sweet potato in my hand is no longer fragrant.

"I'm sorry Mom, I folded a paper airplane." Qi Hui admitted his mistake very well, his moist eyes staring at the mother in front of him, with a sincere and innocent look on his face.

Jiang Shuangling's face darkened, "Then why did you tear it up?"

Qi Hui: "It fell into the water, I just picked it up..."

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

Zhao Yinghua: “…”

"Mom doesn't want to talk to you now, take the broom."

Qi Hui hugged Jiang Shuangling's thigh, "Mom, I'm wrong, don't hit me."

, say twenty sentences 'I'm sorry, Huihui was wrong'."

Qi Hui looked at the yard desolately, the wind blew the leaves and squeaked, his **** tightened, his eyes burst into tears, "Mom, I was wrong..."

"I will sweep the yard with my uncle."

"No, you and your brother sweep." How could Jiang Shuangling let him pick up soft persimmons.

Although Qi Yue also loves his brother very much, but he is similar to Qi Heng, and he has a tendency to obsessive-compulsive disorder. Let this little guy sweep the yard, it is definitely a clean yard.

"I want uncle."

"You say I'll let your dad be the foreman."

"Honey, after eating this roasted sweet potato, let's sweep the floor. In addition, Mom wants to see you fold the quilt ten times. Shall we wipe the cabinet again?"

Qi Hui: “…”

Scared.

Jiang Shuangling patted Comrade Qi Hui on the shoulder and handed the broom to him. Anyway, there are so many children in the house, and she doesn't need any effort to clean up the house.

"Cub, come on."

Daily life is so colorful, the little guys are packed, Jiang Shuangling is ready to cook, Jiang Che and Qi Yue are still playing outside, it is estimated that they will have to wait until Come back after dark.

Cubs are always so complacent during their winter vacation.

While Jiang Shuangling was cooking in the kitchen, Qi Hui dragged the broom and ran over again, "Mom, I'm hungry."

“Can I warm you up a bowl of leftover rice?”

"Mom, I want bibimbap."

Jiang Shuangling: "...you'll add chili after sweeping the floor."

This child Qi Hui really deserves to be a child who grew up in a mountain city. He likes to eat chili bibimbap at a young age. In his two or three-year-old Jiang Shuangling, Jiang Shuangling did not dare to give him any chili. Who knew that he accidentally ate chili bibimbap a few days ago.

He always thinks about eating peppers.

After eating, Shashiha was very happy.

Small face puff, especially love spicy food.

At night, the whole family was sitting in front of the TV to eat and watch TV. At this moment, there was a disagreement about watching TV. Zhao Yinghua wanted to watch sports games, Xiao Huihui wanted to watch cartoons, Qi Yue and Jiang Che wants to see an acrobatic show.

There is only one TV.

"You rock paper scissors, whoever wins is up to whoever wins."

Several people rock paper scissors and found that "Xiao Huihui" won.

The whole family accompanies him to watch cartoons.

After watching the cartoon, Jiang Shuangling asked Qi Heng to teach Xiao Huihui how to write with a pencil, and of course, write her own name first.

"Mom, my hand hurts." Without writing a single word, the child could pretend to be pitiful in front of Jiang Shuangling.

Qi Heng hugged his chest and watched.

"Why doesn't your hand hurt when you hit the tank?"

"Mom, it's hard to write a name."

"I want to change my name! I don't want to write my own!

Qi Yue: "…"

Jiang Che: "…"

The former "Qi Yi" and "Jiang Yi" frowned.

Jiang Shuangling nodded, "You don't want to write your own name, so write your brother's name, or your uncle's name?"

Qi Hui: "...how do you write the names of your brother and uncle?"

Jiang Shuangling took a pen and wrote the words "Qi Yue" and "Jiang Che" on the paper.

Qi Hui stared at the two names, and then looked at his "Hui", he blinked his **** eyes, and suddenly raised his small head: "Then I can write mother Or Dad's name?"

The smart Qi Hui thought he could pick the simplest one to write.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

Looking at this little guy's self-consciousness, she suddenly felt: You son of a bitch, the road is narrow.

The witty brother and uncle both directly asked to change the name to "Yi".

At this time, Qi Heng took the pen and wrote the two names "Jiang Shuangling" and "Qi Heng" on the paper.

Comrade Qi Hui stared at the five words on the paper, hesitating and stunned, "..."

Jiang Shuangling smirked, "My dear, which one do you want to write?"

"Mom, can I write my grandma's name?" Qi Hui turned to look at Zhao Yinghua.

Jiang Shuangling nodded, "Alright, Mom, what do you think."

Zhao Yinghua smiled and nodded, walked to Qi Hui's side, took a pencil and wrote her name.

—Zhao Yinghua.

Qi Hui: “…”

Poor Comrade Xiao Huihui found out now that the names of the family members seem to be... just his and his father's names are easier to write.

Qi Heng, Qi Hui.

Qi Hui tilted his head and looked at Jiang Shuangling, "Mom, can I change my name to my father's name?"

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

The cub's road suddenly widened again.

She couldn't help laughing.

Qi Yue couldn't help but said, "Brother, why don't you want to change your name to Qi Yi."

Qi Hui: "Why is it Qi Yi, brother, am I not Qi Er?"

Jiang Che: "????"

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

Comrade Xiao Jiang couldn't help applauding the logic of this cub, yes, he is indeed a veritable "Qi Er", very self-aware.

"Okay, kid Qi Er, write your father's name."

Qi Hui stared at the names, and finally...

"I'll just write my own name."

Children Qi Hui looked at the people around him with a very caring look. After thinking that everyone was so miserable, his name was not so unacceptable.

After celebrating Qi Hui's child's birthday, the family began to kill chickens, ducks and big white geese to prepare meals for the New Year.

At this age, Qi Yue finally took over the chicken slaughter work at home from his father, neatly wiped the necks of the roosters and hens, and removed the hair by the way.

Jiang Che lost in guessing, and he didn't get the job of killing the chickens, so he could only honestly kill the ducks and pluck the duck feathers.

Qi Heng committed suicide alone.

Jiang Shuangling looked at Qi Heng from the side and smiled: "Wait a few more years, your power will fall, and you won't be able to catch a big white goose."

Qi Heng: "...you want to seize power too?"

Jiang Shuangling: "I don't, I will quietly watch you do it."

What's up with this kind of thing.

New clothes sit in front of the TV waiting for the New Year's Eve dinner.

But...

When Qi Yue and Jiang Che reach this age, almost one person can eat a chicken, very good...

It's even more delicious during Chinese New Year.

"It's 1976."

Years later, Jiang Shuangling asked Qi Hui to follow her brother and uncle to try to go to primary school, and let him get used to it for a semester to see if he could keep up.

She had already prepared a schoolbag and pen and paper for this little brat, hung a small schoolbag for him, and urged him to follow his brother and uncle to class.

In the first few days, Qi Hui's children were really reluctant to go to school. Later, they found that many friends in the school were living happily, and gradually they began to go to school honestly and actively.

But...

As the younger brother of Comrade Qi Yue and Qi Dali, Qi Hui heard the legend of his older brother in school.

—The monkeys are so powerful!

Qi Hui, who heard his brother's great achievements, was carrying a small schoolbag and banging home, and immediately ran in front of Jiang Shuangling, shouting loudly: "Mommy!

Jiang Shuangling clenched the brush in her hand: "…"

Why don't you want to go to heaven? !

"Why do you want to catch monkeys?"

"Mom, my classmates at school said that my brother caught monkeys before, and there are a lot of monkey hairs? Mom, I want to catch monkeys too, I really want to catch monkeys!

Jiang Shuangling rubbed her temples and suddenly felt the helplessness of the old king next door.

What's so fun about catching monkeys?

This idiot.

I am a monkey.

Qi Hui ran to Jiang Shuangling's side, her little eyes were shining brightly, she pulled Jiang Shuangling's sleeve and said coquettishly, "Mom, I want to catch the monkey, where did my brother catch the monkey? What about?"

"Can you also bring Huihui to catch the monkey??"

"Huihui wants to catch the monkey."

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

At this time Qi Heng suddenly went home early, he walked into the house, Jiang Shuangling and Qi Hui both set their sights on him, Qi Hui is not paying attention to the return of his father, this cub just wants to talk to him Big brother catches monkeys!

"Mom..."

Jiang Shuangling glanced at Qi Heng, who took off her hat, and repeated what Comrade Wang Xiazhi said back then, "Huihui, let's not do this, mother will draw a monkey face for your father, and let your father from Jumping down from the tree and letting you catch it is like catching a monkey, what do you think?"

Qi Heng, who was drinking water, rolled his throat: "…"

Qi Hui turned to stare at his father: "?"

—monkey?

Jiang Shuangling coughed, "Huihui, what do you think of Mom's idea?"

She originally thought that Comrade Qi Hui was coaxing like the former child Wang Yunsheng, but Qi Hui refused: "No! ∥B catch the monkey!

"Why? Isn't it bad for Dad to be a monkey? Do you want to catch as many times as you want?"

Qi Hui: "Dad looks better than a monkey!"

Qi Heng, who was still drinking water, choked.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

Listen to this, what a good son on earth.

Jiang Shuangling couldn't help laughing: "Yeah, Dad is so good-looking, he doesn't look like a monkey."

Qi Hui nodded in agreement, throwing out his reason, "Because my father looks like me, my brother also looks like me, Huihui looks the best!

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

She closed her eyes and rubbed her eyebrows, feeling that it was too difficult for children of this age.

"Wait a while to take you to the zoo."

Qi Hui: "Can you catch monkeys at the zoo?"

Jiang Shuangling: "If you catch the monkeys in the zoo, they will be caught by the police uncle. Let's go to the zoo first to see if the monkeys are uglier than your father."

Practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

Qi Heng: "…"

Qi Hui hesitated for a moment, but agreed: "...Mom, go to the zoo."

"Are there other small animals in the zoo?"

"Yes, there are tigers and lions in the zoo, as well as snakes, giraffes, do you want to see them?" Just forget about the monkeys.

"But I still have to catch the monkey!

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

You yourself are a stinky monkey.

The whole family took Xiao Huihui to Shancheng Zoo to see the monkeys and ate marshmallows. When the little boy came back, he wanted to catch the monkey. Jiang Shuangling had a great headache. I drew eighteen monkey paintings and posted them in Xiao Huihui's room.

Yes, mothers who study art are so willful.

Big, small, male, female, all kinds of monkeys, she also painted a painting of Huaguoshan monkeys that made the intensive phobia anxious, there are a hundred and one hundred in the picture Zero eight monkeys.

This painting expresses her mother's heart-wrenching mood being tossed by the monkey children at home.

"I have tried my best." Jiang Shuangling exhaled, and after drawing the monkeys, the suffocation in her chest also dissipated.

Qi Hui looked at the monkey painting in the room, "…"

When I close my eyes, it's all monkeys.

He just wanted to catch monkeys, not like monkeys.

"Mom, don't put monkeys in my room, or I'm going to tell Dad that you don't love male monkeys."

Jiang Shuangling took down all the monkey paintings again, and the previous monkey painting was framed and deliberately hung in the main room of the house to show the public.

"Be good for a few days. Mom, Dad and brother and uncle will take you back to your mother's hometown."

Qi Heng has already taken leave, and Jiang Shuangling has also arranged for the children to ask for leave at the school. This time they have passed five or six days, and they went back and forth without delay.

Bought four train tickets, Jiang Shuangling and Zhao Yinghua packed their things, Qi Heng and Jiang Shuangling took their three children to Shancheng early in the morning, and waited in line at the train station to get on the green train.

Mr. He came to find Mr. Liu to play chess. After playing chess, he went to Qi's house to take a look. Zhao Yinghua was about to go out.

"Let's go to the mountain city together, Xiaowu took his wife out, I plan to live in the Children's Palace for the next few days, it's lively, and when I'm old, the child leaves, because I'm afraid of desertion ."

"Although they told me to go with me, but I'm an old bone, forget it..."

"Sit and have some tea."

Mr. He nodded and suddenly saw the picture of the monkeys in Huaguo Mountain hanging on the wall.

He stared thoughtfully at the painting on the wall.