Back to 80s, after marrying a rough guy, she has a soft body and a sweet body

Chapter 83 Street Encounter
Dong Yanru stood up in a daze, looked at the visitor, then at Qiao's parents and Qiao's mother, pursed her lips and was speechless.

Cheng Xiu carried the thermos bucket and walked in with his head bowed.

"Mom, I cooked a chicken for you..."

"No need." Qiao's mother said in a calm tone, "Swallow has stewed chicken for me, and I've already eaten it."

Cheng Xiu pursed her lips tightly, lowered her head and grabbed the handbag tightly, tears streaming down her eyes.

Seeing this scene, Dong Yanru put away his notebook and pen in embarrassment.

"I'm going to ask the doctor about the situation, you can talk first."

She ran out quickly, and when she reached the stairs, she patted her chest and let out a long breath.

In terms of thick skin, she thought she was ashamed of herself.

It was only on the front foot that the ex-mother-in-law was forced to almost die of a heart attack, but on the back foot, she could call her mother as if nothing happened.

Gee!

She carried the drawing board and walked downstairs.

It is not an excuse to ask the doctor, but it is true to find an opportunity to call Qiao Mingde over.

As soon as we arrived between the first and second floors, we saw Qiao Mingde and Dong Xi coming up with lunch boxes.

"Sister, why are you here, no one is watching in the ward?"

"Uncle Qiao is here, and your ex-wife is here."

Dong Yanru gave his younger brother a hand and asked him to hand everything over to Qiao Mingde.

"Xiaoxi and I will sit downstairs for a while, you go in. Be sure to refrain from making noise, you... Mom's heart is still not healed."

Qiao Mingde took a deep breath, closed his eyes, said nothing, took the things and walked up.

"Sister, if the two of us don't go, what will we do if we get into trouble later?"

"Don't worry, there won't be trouble." Dong Yanru took his younger brother downstairs and sat on the edge of the flower bed in the small garden behind. "When do you plan to go back to school with Teacher Qiao?"

"I don't know. I should have left in a few days. If something happened to Mr. Qiao's house, I guess he wouldn't dare to leave."

Dong Xi pulled his hair: "But the progress of the experiment over there is also very important, it's really annoying."

"How about letting Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao live with us?"

Dong Xi looked up and looked at her puzzled.

"Our family's conditions are not good. The alley outside that small courtyard is filthy, isn't it?"

"You idiot." Dong Yanru plucked his younger brother's hair for a while, "I want them to live in an old house in the country. Anyway, my parents rarely go back, and my sister is at home. Moreover, the air in the countryside is good and the place is big, so the two elders don't care. It doesn’t matter if you’re looking for someone to chat with, reading, drawing, drawing or playing chess.”

Dong Xi clapped his hands: "That's right, anyway, Teacher Qiao's parents are retired, so it is convenient for our village to enter the city."

"Sister, you can call the eldest sister and see what she means. We are not at home, and see if the eldest sister is willing."

The two little guys did what they said, and ran to make a phone call at this moment, chatting with Dong Qiu about traffic.

"Sister, do you think it's okay?"

Dong Qiu was a little hesitant and didn't speak for a long time.

Dong Yanru's eyes rolled: "Let's just think of it as our family renting out the house to the second elder. The rent is Teacher Qiao's care for the fourth. After all, he is only a freshman and can follow the subject experiment, which is not the case in other schools. possible."

Dong Qiu thought for a while and agreed to their suggestion, but let them discuss it with Qiao Mingde first.

After the call was over, the two of them turned their heads and saw a woman running out of the hospital gate, apparently crying.

"Hey, your ex-mother came out."

Dong Yanru bumped his younger brother with his elbow, and the latter squinted and snorted.

Back in the ward, Mother Qiao happened to be drinking soup.

Judging from the expression, there is no trick to see.

"Mr. Qiao, let me tell you something."

Taking the opportunity of washing the dishes, Dong Yanru dragged Qiao Mingde to the bathroom.

"I see that your parents don't feel comfortable living in the city. Would you like to live in our village for a while? My parents are working in a small restaurant in the city, and my sister is the only one at home. She is not at home during the day, and she is not afraid of disturbing my aunt's recuperation." .”

Qiao Mingde knew Dong Yanru's good intentions, but his parents had never been to the countryside, and he didn't know if he could accept rural life, so he didn't dare to make decisions for the elders.Just go back and ask Joe's father to answer her.

"Okay, I'm thinking, you're all gone when school starts, and there's only the second elder left at home. If your ex-mother-in-law's family comes to pester you all day long, it's not conducive to recuperating."

That's the end of the topic. Seeing Qiao Mingde seriously consider her suggestion, Dong Yanru didn't persuade her much.

He stayed in the ward until eight o'clock, leaving Qiao Mingde to accompany him, while the Dong family siblings accompanied Father Qiao back to the party school.

Just walked to the entrance in front of the party school, and saw Pei Chang's parents walking towards him arm in arm.

Dong Yanru instantly became dumb.

"Uncle, aunt." She said hello in embarrassment, digging her big toe on the floor.

"Swallow, what are you?"

"This is Teacher Qiao's father. We went to see Aunt Qiao in the hospital and are planning to send Uncle Qiao home."

Pei Chang's mother also met Dong Xi once, but they never spoke.Dong Xi obediently called someone, and then told his sister that he was going back with the master, and asked her to stay and talk to Aunt Pei.

The county seat is as big as a palm, and if there is any trouble, everyone will know it when they turn around.

But Pei Chang's mother also has a sense of proportion. The little girl in front of her is the one her son wants to pursue. She is too gossip and can easily scare people.

"Changchang was in a hurry. He didn't even have time to take away the pickles and bacon sausages I made. Go to the provincial capital later, and help bring some over there. I'm too lazy to send them."

"Hey." Dong Yanru responded, and then didn't know what to say, her face was slightly red, and she was a little embarrassed.

Papa Pei was standing aside to watch the two of them talk, and when he saw this, he made a noise.

"Xiao Dong can still draw?"

Dong Yanru glanced at the drawing board on his back, bit his lips and smiled: "It's just a few random strokes, it's not painting."

People of the older generation only recognize traditional Chinese painting and oil painting, and other painting methods are all graffiti.

"Can I have a look?"

Mother Pei was very curious. Her son once blew it in front of her and said that the swallow was very good.Their old Pei's family is all rough, and none of them can write or draw.

Dong Yanru couldn't refuse, so he opened the drawing board generously.

"Just stay with Aunt Qiao in the ward, drawing casually to pass the time."

Mother Pei could tell at a glance that the painting was of her son, it was very vivid and fun.

She chuckled and beckoned her husband to come and see.

Papa Pei has to be more airy, although he doesn't think this is a serious painting, but the little girl draws her son so well, it shows that she still has him in her heart.

Mother Pei didn't care about her husband's inner thoughts. She turned a few pages and saw the painting for Joe's father and mother, and her eyes became hot.

"This drawing is really good. You can also draw one for your aunt some other day?"

"Well, it's fine if you don't dislike it, Auntie."

"It's too late for me to be happy. It's a pity that this year is short. You haven't seen brother and sister Changchang. If you come to eat at home again, his sister must like it very much."

Papa Pei suddenly said, "Does Xiao Dong know how to paint Chinese paintings?"

"Uh, I have learned a little bit of ink painting, but I can't draw well."

Papa Pei frowned slightly: "Our unit organized an art competition, and there were not many people participating. I thought that if you are willing, you can hand in a picture to make room for it."

He is in charge of this aspect. Although he is not specifically responsible for organizing activities, the ugly scene is his ugly face.

"Is it okay to not participate in the selection, just to show?"

　The handwriting is broken!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)