MTL - It’s a Stepmother, Not a Sister [70s]-Chapter 49 Uncle He

After sending off a group of monkey children, Jiang Shuangling returned home and did not start drawing comics, but remembered what she promised Qi Heng before, and made the other party's clothes first.

She sat in front of the sewing machine for almost a whole day, and finally finished the shirt and black pants to give to the other party. After finishing, Jiang Shuangling carefully checked every detail of the clothes to avoid this OCD picks on her when she comes home.

Jiang Shuangling also found out Qi Heng's uniforms and compared them, and she was relieved after confirming that there was no difference in size.

Looking at the clothes neatly placed in front of her, Jiang Shuangling couldn't help imagining the other party wearing clothes in her mind as she ran to the kitchen to boil water, and then used a cup filled with boiling water , acted as a simple iron, and ironed this set of clothes neatly with his own set of skirts.

She folded the two sets of clothes and put them in the cabinet.

In the small basket next to the sewing machine, there are rags that Xue Li gave her. These rags are of very good quality. They can be used to hold the soles of shoes, or to make some other gadgets.

The sewing machine has been used for almost a day, Jiang Shuangling thought that it was not bad for a while, so she simply added an extra shift and used these rags to make two children before they came back. A simple little cloth tiger, and then sew the facial features of this tiger with needles and thread.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

Although she can use a sewing machine, her needlework skills seem to be mediocre, and the sewed cloth tiger's facial features are slightly twisted.

"Angry tiger, Qi... Classmates Dali should like it."

Jiang Shuangling looked at the two tigers with twisted facial features for a while.

She took a deep breath, her conscience bouncing back and forth between "remove the stitches" and "that's it".

In the end, her conscience fell on the sentence "that's it".

—No matter how distorted the facial features are, you will get used to them after a long time.

"Actually, this tiger was sewn very beautifully by me."

Jiang Shuangling sighed with emotion, and after relieving the pressure on her conscience, she planned to cook some delicious food for the two little guys at night to comfort them.

Her meal was not ready yet, and a few little guys had come back in groups, Qi Yue and Jiang Che ran into the yard, and Zhu Mingming, who was holding a small schoolbag, also squeezed Come in, only Niu Jiadong's primary schoolmate can't wait to run to the house.

"Don't go home yet!

Niu Jiadong still remembers the promise to invite the surrounding classmates to see the monkeys. He ran home with a small schoolbag on his back, anxious to go to the house to invite the monkeys. He didn't have time to look at the road ahead. Who knew that a blocking stone suddenly appeared in front of him, and Niu Jiadong slammed into the person in front of him.

He stumbled, who was unprepared, and the lunch box in his hand shook.

"Sorry, I'm going to get the monkey, I'll show you the monkey later!

Niu Jiadong held down his small schoolbag, said sorry, and hurried to run home.

He headed: "???? This guy, I don't know, do you think you are going to fight? A good seedling who ran at night..."

He couldn't help but look back at Niu Jiadong's swaying back running towards the house, "Please see the monkey??"

"Unexplainable."

After a while, the child happily "invited" the monkey over. Jiang Shuangling looked at the rather "distorted" monkey, and simply did a good job and helped Niujiadong's classmates sew the monkey head on. small school bag.

"You look good?"

Several children nodded.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

It was only now that she realized that children's aesthetics may be a bit strange, maybe they think it's pretty good looking like a monkey.

After Niu Jiadong fulfilled his wish to let other students see the monkeys, he happily broke up with the other three, and Zhu Mingming also followed.

Before he left, Niu Jiadong did something that made Jiang Shuangling laugh and cry. He knocked on the yard of He's house next door - he was really a good boy who didn't lie, and said he wanted to invite Head He to watch Monkey, you must remember to do it.

"Uncle He, show you the monkey!" Niu Jiadong smiled brightly.

He: "...Thank you, it's pretty good."

He looked at this little guy with a bright and proud smile, and couldn't help but wanted to tease him: "Uncle He likes your monkey, can you give it to me?"

Niu Jiadong tangled his face for a while, and finally raised his head: "If you like it, I will ask my mother to sew a monkey with you too."

After he finished speaking, he added: "I didn't expect you to like monkeys so much."

He: "...No need."

He doesn't like monkeys.

"Don't be polite to me, my dad told me, who doesn't like monkeys these days, Uncle He, you must like it too, or why are you hitting me, it's not for my monkeys Son."

He: "...Didn't you hit me?"

Niu Jiadong: "You are for my monkey, you just said you like my monkey."

He: "…"

Who raised this broken child? ?

He finally invited the monkey child Niu Jiadong out of the house, Wang Xueshu kept laughing at him beside him.

"Gu Ming also put a monkey on your clothes."

He started to wave: "Fortunately, you don't want to have children. One of these broken children is trouble."

"Hey! I forgot to tell that poor boy just now. I knew I would have said that Uncle Qi next door also likes monkeys, so let him send monkeys to him one day."

Not long after Niu Jiadong and Zhu Mingming left, Zhu Mingming's mother also came over, Jiang Shuangling immediately understood what she meant when she saw the person coming, and said, "I want a monkey too, right?? "

Jiang Shuangling just saw that Zhu Mingming and the children like Niu Jiadong's monkeys.

—I don't know what kind of weird aesthetic these kids are.

Zhu Mingming's mother said awkwardly: "It's not a monkey, I want a cat."

Jiang Shuangling: "...Okay, I'll draw you some cats."

She drew a few cute cat heads for Zhu Mingming's mother in three or two strokes, letting the other party choose, Jiang Shuangling thought, Qiyue a tiger, Jiang Che a rabbit, Niu Jiadong a monkey Son, now Zhu Mingming has a cat, and now these first grade children have their own patterns, they should be satisfied.

Zhu Mingming's mother was very surprised when she saw the pattern drawn by Jiang Shuangling: "You drew it with just a few strokes? What, you still learned to draw? You are really good at drawing..."

Zhu Mingming's mother was sent away, Jiang Shuangling breathed a sigh of relief, "Children, ready to eat."

In the evening, one or two of their snacks are cucumber scrambled eggs, bacon and dried bamboo shoots, plus a pan-fried potato cake that is most popular with children, and finally a vegetable vinegar bean sprouts, three Individuals gathered around the lamp and ate dinner warmly.

Qi Yue took the chopsticks, took a bite of the rice, and asked, "Dad hasn't come back yet?"

He doesn't know yet that his father is on a business trip and will not be back until seven or eight days.

Jiang Che raised his head to look at Jiang Shuangling after hearing this.

Jiang Shuangling glanced at Qi Yue first, then turned to Jiang Che, "Your father, your brother-in-law, he went on a business trip and will not come back after a few days, now we are the three of us at home. a meal."

Qi Yue nodded and ate silently with Jiang Che.

After they were all full, Jiang Shuangling realized that she had cooked too much for this meal. She didn’t have Qi Heng’s rice grinder that quickly wiped out the meal, and most of the meals were left over down.

Although Qi Yue and Jiang Che, two fast-growing little boys, eat more than usual, but there are more meals left, Jiang Shuangling may not be able to eat at noon tomorrow Finish.

When she cleaned up the leftovers, she not only sighed, although Qi Heng didn't like to talk, but without him, she always felt that the dinner table became deserted.

The two children gathered around the radio to listen to the program after eating. Jiang Shuangling finished washing the dishes, and as soon as they came out, they heard the sound of burping one after another.

"Bic..."

"Hiccup!"

"Hiccup—"

…

These burps sound like frogs in the rice paddies in summer.

Jiang Shuangling: "...you just ate too much?"

Qi Yue: "Hiccup, not much."

He always had a small dream in his heart, he wanted to eat a lot like his father.

Jiang Che: "I didn't eat much, hiccup, there are a lot of vegetables left..."

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

The two children were still hiccupping while listening to stories before going to bed, and they were more interested in each other than the other who hiccupped more.

“1,2,3,…21,31,32,23…”

"31, 32...44, 45, 25..."

…

These numbers are horrible.

"I have more."

"More uniform!"

"Jiang Er's is not as much as me."

…

"Okay, okay, don't you two feel uncomfortable burping? Come and drink a cup of warm water." Jiang Shuangling slowly coaxed the two little guys to drink water, listened to the story, stopped burping, and put After the two coaxed to sleep, Jiang Shuangling originally planned to sleep in this small room.

However, she just closed her eyes, but she felt uncomfortable at all, so she couldn't help looking up to the door, the door of the room was closed, and the door was empty.

She stood up and walked back to the next room with her clothes on.

At this time, Jiang Shuangling discovered that the talent had been gone for less than a day, and she seemed to miss him a little.

The other party is not there, I always feel that something is missing in the room.

Jiang Shuangling took out the ironed clothes from the cabinet, put them on the bed, covered them with the quilt and quickly fell asleep.

When she woke up the next day, the clothes that had been ironed were unintentionally crumpled when she slept.

Jiang Shuangling picked up the wrinkled clothes and frowned deeply, imitating Qi Heng's usual appearance, "Forget it, wait until Qi Heng returns to iron the clothes the day before."

Otherwise, it will be white hot.

She folded her clothes at random and placed them beside Xiangyun quilt.

For the next two days, Jiang Shuangling has been painting at home, not only leaving behind many practice works, but also drawing a section of Xue Li's little story, which is almost ten pages long.

Jiang Shuangling drew three different versions, and when she took the next art class, she brought many of the homework she practiced and the comics she drew with her.

She tightly packed her paintings in a paper bag.

I got on the ride to Rongcheng. This time I didn't have to spend any more effort, I found the site of Ronggang No.1 Factory and came to the big classroom of the art training class.

Xue Li came earlier than her and was waiting for her at the door. This round-faced girl was like a small cannonball, constantly looking around in the crowd, wishing she could see Jiang Shuangling's face immediately.

After seeing her, Xue Li almost jumped up and waved at Jiang Shuangling: "Sister Jiang! Sister Jiang!

She called so that the eyes of the people around her were all focused on her and Jiang Shuangling.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

This girl is so excited.

She smiled at Xue Li, then raised the thing in her hand and shook her hand, "Here."

Sun Yanyan passed by her at this time, Jiang Shuangling heard a slight "hum".

There are two men standing beside her, one is Zhang Yuesheng with glasses, and the other is a male worker named Qin Jiaxuan. These two are male workers who have shown good feelings in front of Jiang Shuangling before.

Sun Yanyan walked arrogantly along the road, deliberately laughing with the two men next to her: "It's really interesting that you talk, tell me about the things in the factory."

"You also like this book? I like it too. I'm not like those women who only have looks."

"Next time I come earlier, you can take me around the factory."

…

The men next to her flattered her and responded to her words with a smile. The men did not look at Jiang Shuangling next to her.

Sun Yanyan looked back and squeezed a rather proud smile at Jiang Shuangling.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

Jiang Shuangling didn't know what she was proud of.