It’s a Stepmother, Not a Sister [70s]

    "You two, write your name ten times each, Qi—and Jiang—have to supervise each other, if you miss one, or write the wrong stroke, we will call him in the future Qi Er or Jiang Er."

    Jiang Shuangling prepared pen and paper, and explained to the two little guys around the radio how to practice calligraphy.

    If there is only one child, it is estimated that it will be troublesome to urge him to practice calligraphy. Now that there are two, it is very good for comparison. Children practice calligraphy.

    It is also thanks to the fact that their names are not very different in difficulty.

    Qi Yue, Jiang Che, Qi Heng, Jiang Shuangling.

    Jiang Shuangling wrote silently in her heart - the names of the four people in the family, and found that her younger brother Jiang Che had the most strokes, followed by her name, and then Qi Yue... The one with the simplest number of strokes is actually ... Qi Heng?

    —The word "Heng" is not well recognized by most people, but its writing is really simple and easy to write beautifully. However, children will probably write this word as "王" Row".

    The King of Qi travels.

    Jiang Shuangling was suddenly curious about how Qi Heng wrote her name when she was a child, and whether it would be too loose, with the left and right structures separated, and was pronounced by the teacher as Qi Wangxing.

    Jiang Shuangling: “…”

    The name Qi Wangxing sounds quite domineering...

    The name of the whole family, and she, Jiang Shuangling, is the most popular aesthetic of this era, and is incompatible with these three stinky brothers.

    Instructing the two little guys to practice calligraphy, Jiang Shuangling wiped the table clean, turned to clean up the kitchen, the pot of hot water was already boiled, Qi Heng sat by the kitchen and washed the dishes.

    Qi Heng rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Shuangling, the movements of his hands were neither in a hurry nor slow, and the words on his mouth were also in a hurry, "I went out this morning..."

    He explained himself succinctly in a very flat, even emotionless tone - what Tian had done. The words were simple and clear, as if It is reporting work to the leader.

    Because his work training is suspected of being confidential, it is impossible to tell the details, so there are not many words in this series of reports.

    "Going home in the evening, I met Head He and had a few words with him."

    Listen, just a few words, explaining his encounter with Head He, what he said in detail, if you don't ask him, you won't hear the answer.

    Jiang Shuangling: “…”

    She walked to Qi Heng and sat down, stared at the man's angular profile and said silently: "After you finish reporting, I kind of want to raise your hand to salute you."

    Qi Heng: "…"

    "Did you take me as a leader and report to me?" With that serious and calm tone of narration, Jiang Shuangling seemed to think that she was not in a messy kitchen, Instead, it appeared in the conference hall.

    Qi Heng picked up the dried loofah and swirled it in the bowl, his tone was as clean as the movements of his hands: "At home, you are my leader."

    Jiang Shuangling felt her heartbeat suddenly slow down—pat, the corner of her mouth couldn’t help but lift up, “It’s really nice of you to say this, sometimes… I think you’re pretty good at talking.”

    Qi Heng: "...?"

    "I'm telling the truth."

     "Okay, battalion commander Qi is telling the truth, the leader has heard it, no need to emphasize it." Jiang Shuangling tried hard to restrain the smile on her face, but found that the corner of her mouth lost her control .

    She thought, maybe it was because the other party was telling the truth, so it sounded particularly moving.

    "I'm curious, Qi Heng, actually I haven't counted how many words you said to me today."

    For Jiang Shuangling, saying nine hundred and ninety-nine words every day is just an ideal concept, and it is illusory. Ordinary people, where can they count - word - word How many words did the other party say to you?

    "I don't know if there are nine hundred and ninety-nine, plus what you said just now, maybe there are already, so you pass the test."

    Qi Heng shook his head, "No, only six hundred and seventy-five words."

    After he finished speaking, he added: "Now it is six hundred and eighty-six."

    Jiang Shuangling: "...Wait!

    Jiang Shuangling felt that she was greatly frightened. Could it be that Qi Heng really said a word to herself today?

    You're not lying to her!

      word count.

    Holy!

    Jiang Shuangling didn't know whether to be surprised by Qi Heng's seriousness or to be amazed by the talent of the other party.

    She repeated what the other party said just now, lowered her head and hooked her finger, "'Now it is six hundred and eighty-six', and here is... nine words, six hundred and eight Sixteen plus nine equals... how much is it?"

    Qi Heng: "Six hundred and ninety-five."

    Jiang Shuangling: "...Now there are five more words."

    Qi Heng: "…"

    "Qi Heng, your mental arithmetic ability is very strong." - Ordinary people can't count how many words they just said, right?

    "The memory is also very good." If Jiang Shuangling was asked to count, she might have lost her head.

    She's a scumbag in math.

    "If you're not kidding me, I think you can be a mathematician without being a soldier."

    Qi Heng: "…"

    Qi Heng lowered his head and continued to wash the dishes, ignoring her. During the conversation just now, the movements of his hands did not stop, and all the dishes were almost washed.

    Qi Heng folded the bowls and chopsticks neatly together from large to small, Jiang Shuangling handed him a towel to wipe off the water stains on her hands.

    She is just like seeing someone from outside the world, she is very surprised when she sees the man in front of her.

    "Qi Heng, you really didn't mean to lie to me by saying a number?"

    Qi Heng shook his head, "I won't lie to you."

    Not sweet words, but better than sweet words.

    If it doesn't outweigh sweet words, then why does she feel like she's being filled with candy.

    Jiang Shuangling's chest rose and fell several times, and it took a long time to suppress the excitement in her heart. She stood on Qi Heng's back and hugged each other's neck, unable to hold back in his ear. : "Qi Heng, your character is so cute."

    Qi Heng grabbed her wrist, stood up from the stool, and glanced at her helplessly, "Only you can dare to say these words to me."

    Jiang Shuangling: “…”

    Suddenly being caught by the other party, let's say that she was caught instead of being caught, Jiang Shuangling felt that she had lost control of her hands, like being shackled, she couldn't resist at all.

    Through the behavior of the other party, she actually felt the meaning from the other party's words: If an ordinary person dares to tease me like this in front of me, I will break his wrist.

    Jiang Shuangling: “…”

    She doesn't want this cheap husband anymore.

    People? ?

    A master of unsightly scenery.

    "Qi Heng, why don't you talk to Head He more when you go home?"

      He has a good temper.

    Qi Heng: "…"

    Jiang Shuangling should not be very happy to see his lips pursed.

    "Okay, okay, forget it if you don't want to, I'll go out and see the kids."

    Jiang Shuangling smiled at him, turned around and was about to walk out of the kitchen, but was suddenly grabbed by the wrist, and was pulled closer in a warm embrace.

    She heard dry words above her head: "I'm sorry."

    "The ten names written by Qi are all correct, yes, yes, Jiang's is no problem, I will help you put the book in the small bag, and tomorrow we will take it to school ."

    Jiang Shuangling checked the pen and paper in the two small schoolbags again, and after confirming that they were correct, she put the well-prepared small schoolbag and two sets of new clothes on the chair beside them. When you get up, you can put on your new clothes and go to school with two small schoolbags on your back.

    She covered the two little guys with a quilt and told touching stories in a gentle and soft voice.

    However, Jiang Shuangling unexpectedly found that Qi Yue seemed a little absent-minded and did not listen to the story she told.

    Jiang Shuangling stroked the hair on his forehead, "Ayue, what's the matter?"

    Qi Yue bit her lip, looked at her with wide eyes, then lowered her head and whispered, "...Sleeping with my dad—it's not fun at all."

    Jiang Shuangling froze for a moment.

    The arrogant cub in front of him looked up at her, Jiang Shuangling actually read some sympathy and worry from his eyes.

    Jiang Shuangling: “…”

    She finds it hard to guess what the father and son are thinking.

    Qi Yue slept with his father for a few days, what happened at night?

    "—It's not fun at all, just sleep here, I don't despise you." Qi Yue turned his face away and didn't look at her.

    Jiang Shuangling laughed, she heard the awkward concern and comfort from this little guy's tender words.

    "You two little fellows, just like the children in the story, are about to grow up, I'm not suitable for crowding with you anymore, be good, sleep."

     After coaxing the two little guys to sleep, Jiang Shuangling sat by the bed and took out two pieces of muslin that had not yet been embroidered from a bag. The patterns on them had already taken shape.

    Her fingers stroked the bulge on the muslin, and her eyes swept gently over the two sleeping children on the bed.

    In his sleep, Jiang Che turned his body on his side, clenched two small fists on his cheeks and slept in the corner, Qi Dalailie lay on his back in the middle, even though there was baby fat on his cheeks, However, from this tender face, he could already see the sharp-edged handsomeness behind him.

    The two of them, one is her brother and the other is her...son.

    She muttered: "Good brother, good son."

    After reading, Jiang Shuangling couldn't help laughing, she turned to look at the door, the door is still empty today, Qi Heng seems to have work to deal with at night, and has no time to come here Be a door god.

    Jiang Shuangling lay down on the bed, a strong sense of tiredness and drowsiness climbed up her body, she was about to fall asleep, but in a trance, she felt her body vacate, and she was lightly treated like this He was hugged easily in his arms.

    “…Qiheng?”

    Afraid of disturbing the child, Jiang Shuangling did not dare to call out loudly, but only called him softly.

    It was the first time that a princess was hugged by someone like this, and Jiang Shuangling, who was a little distressed, just felt very uneasy.

    She struggled in the other's arms, trying to hug his neck.

    Qi Heng took her out of the room, turned off the light and closed the door with one hand.

    Jiang Shuangling: "...Qi Heng, does it feel heavy for you to hold me?"

    "Not heavy."

    Jiang Shuangling: "..." She also felt that the other party was too relaxed.

    Am I this light?

    "I feel like you can lift me up."

    Qi Heng frowned slightly, hesitantly said: "You...want to try?"

    Jiang Shuangling was choked - down.

    —Dare I?

    No no no, why should I try! ?

    Do I still want to experience a rooftop?

    "Qi Heng, you are really..." Jiang Shuangling couldn't help laughing and crying. In fact, she just talked about some things. The people she met before were ordinary people, and ordinary people are unlikely to follow her words. Realized, but she accidentally met the man holding her.

    This man seems to have the ability to make it happen.

    "You really...you really...let me like it." She didn't dare to say cute, but the meaning of "like" means "love and hate".

    When Qi Heng heard her words, the corners of his mouth twitched upward unconsciously.

    Jiang Shuangling caught a glimpse of his fleeting smile, and suddenly felt a burst of fear, this dog man must have misunderstood something?

    Jiang Shuangling: "...In short, you can't lift me up."

    Who would really want to lift their daughter-in-law like a barbell?

    She is very flustered now, she really can't guess Qi Heng's smile just now - what does it mean?

    This sullen dog man.

    Don't give her any surprises.

    Jiang Shuangling was annoyed in her heart, and in the middle of the night, she didn't have the energy to get to the bottom of it, she could only hug the other person's neck angrily and grind her teeth on his collarbone.

    Qi Heng's eyes were gentle, she let her bite, and carried someone into the room.

    "You button up your collar tomorrow."

    On the first day of the children going to school, Jiang Shuangling got up early to make breakfast, soaked two cups of milk powder, let the two little guys finish breakfast, put on new clothes, and walked out with a small schoolbag on their back courtyard gate.

    She was the first time parent of a child, and she had no experience in anything. She was afraid that the two children would be hungry. She even put glutinous rice and pork jerky in the school bag, as well as two small water glasses.

    —holding a child by hand and taking them to the car, Jiang Che, who was more positive about going to school at first, listened to her sister’s words and started to cowardly, hugging Jiang Shuangling’s legs Don't let go.

    —Qi Yue, who was reluctant to go to school from the beginning, stood aside calmly, looking around with his little head.

    In addition to them, there are several other children of different ages in the family home.

    Qi Yue and Jiang Che are the youngest of them.

    This is such a silly little brother.

    The younger brother, who was very happy and promised his sister to go to school before, was on the verge of collapse when he found out that he had to leave his sister and go out by car.

    This is completely different from the school he imagined.

    Jiang Che sniffed, "It's Qi Er."

    "Anyway, you two go to school, take care of each other, don't be afraid, you can see my sister after school."

    Jiang Shuangling patted him on the back and coaxed him for a long time, before this little guy regained hope.

    After coaxing this little counselor with a broken mind, Jiang Shuangling put him on the ground, straightened his hair, and pulled his face.

    Seeing this, Qi Yue opened his hand slightly towards her, a bit like asking for a hug.

    Jiang Shuangling was afraid that she had misunderstood, and was shocked.

    The stocky little guy is still more stocky than Jiang Che.

    The two little guys feel good when they hold them.

    "Qi-go to school today too." Jiang Shuangling patted his back with a smile, and said softly, "Wait back after school to eat something delicious."

    "Get along well with your classmates at school."

    …

    Jiang Shuangling couldn't hold back, and told him a few words, Qi Yue was held in her arms by her, and she stared straight at her with black grape-like eyes, and did not speak.

    After waiting for a long time, two words suddenly popped out in a low voice:

    "Mom."

    "Honey, Mom will wait for you to come home from school."

    Jiang Shuangling smiled gently, and quickly kissed the little guy on the cheek.

    Qi Yue was stunned by her kiss, struggled to run away from Jiang Shuangling's arms, covered her red face with her little hands and felt shy.

    It was the first time that Jiang Shuangling saw this arrogant cub so shy, she stopped provoking him and left him to calm down alone.

    She put the two children in the car, and she didn't have to follow her. Qi Heng and Teacher Yao have already helped to deal with the school's affairs, and the soldiers who drove the car will also take them to the school. .

    She shook her hand and sent off the five children in the car.

    Looking at the back of the car going away, she suddenly thought of a word - the beast returns to its cage.

    After sending the child away, there is an unexpected sense of relief.

      loneliness.

    The child is not at home, she is the only one left.

    She packed up and did the housework, watered the flowers and plants in the yard, fed chickens, ducks and rabbits, and went to paint in the homestay.

    Jiang Shuangling drew a body sketch.

    She drew very carefully, and the painting was very smooth. After finishing the painting, she felt that it was the best human body sketch she had ever drawn in her life.

    It's just that she didn't dare to look at it after she finished the painting.

     "Put it here, it will disappear tomorrow." Jiang Shuangling felt a little regretful.

    Although she really wanted to keep the painting, she didn't want anyone other than herself to see it.

    These paintings can't be kept, only...

    Jiang Shuangling suddenly remembered something, and felt that if Qi Heng took a vacation, they could take a family photo.

    Then you can hang it up as a souvenir.

    Jiang Shuangling went to an art training class. The last class was three days later, and she still had a few days to spare.

    She wanted to make some glutinous rice flour, so she went to Sister-in-law Song to find out where there was a stone mill.

    In the past, when I was in the village, generally a village, that is, a brigade, would have a public stone mill, which was used to grind beans and make tofu, etc. This stone mill was public, You don't need to spend money to use it, you just need to make a manual to grind it yourself.

    "You want to grind glutinous rice flour? That's right, I also want to make some tofu."

    "Sister Song, can you still make tofu??"

    "Yes, the tofu I made tastes good, if you can't, I can teach you."

    "Okay, then I'll make some tofu too."

    "My beans have been soaked, I'll give you some today."

    "What a shame then."

    "It's okay."

    Jiang Shuangling went home to get a bag of glutinous rice, followed Mrs. Song to find the stone mill. The stone mill was also near the cafeteria, not too far from their family’s courtyard, but they had to walk for a while. large distances.

    Sister Song saw Jiang Shuangling walking with her carrying glutinous rice, she suddenly became strange, "Qi's family, don't I remember that your family has a bicycle? Why don't you use that one to push? Carrying it so hard?"

    Jiang Shuangling, who was carrying a bag of glutinous rice, felt stiff when she heard the mention of the ashes-eating bicycle at home.

    So she embarrassed - laughed, and said nothing else.

    —she really can't ride a bike.

    You can't learn.

    "Although the road here is not smooth, you can ride a bicycle with care." Sister Song - while speaking, - looked back at the road the two of them walked.

    "There is a car pushing, it is not much easier, maybe I can enjoy some of your blessings and let you take me on a journey." She thought happily in her heart, these years, Who doesn't want to be able to ride a bicycle.

    Jiang Shuangling: "...Sister Song, can you ride a bicycle?"

    Sister Song said without pressure: "Me? I can't."

    Jiang Shuangling: "I won't either."

    Sister Song: "?????? You won't either?"

    Jiang Shuangling smiled awkwardly - next: "I think this thing is quite difficult to learn."

    "No, I heard all the young people say it's simple, you can ride it, you can try it tomorrow, you are still young, you will know it in a day or two, yes A bicycle, it is convenient if you want to go to school to see the children."

    Jiang Shuangling: "...Wait for a while to learn."

    She hasn't learned the sewing machine yet.

    "I think you'd better learn it in two days. It's not a pity to keep the bicycle at home."

    "Now that the child is going to school, you are not going to be a teacher, aren't you free?"

    "Learn now."

    Jiang Shuangling: “…”

    —Why did Qi Heng buy this thing back? ? ?