It’s a Stepmother, Not a Sister [70s]

    Although in the end Wang Xueshu smiled and swears by the hair of the head of He, but the matter of the company commander Le coming to Jiang Shuangling still spread like wildfire. But there were really a few people who came to Jiang Shuangling to ask for help and introduce them.

    These are several female hygienists she used to know.

    "Sister-in-law, would you like to introduce one?"

    "Yes, let me introduce you."

    …

    One by one, all to join in the fun.

    Jiang Shuangling looked at them with a funny look, "What kind of introduction? Does Captain Le want that?"

    "Looks like another recruit was 'said' crying."

    Several hygienists: "…"

    Sounds a little scary.

    To join in the fun, Jiang Shuangling went to the kitchen to make some black sesame pancakes. When Qi Heng came back, he let him eat two, and gave another two to Wang Xueshu next door.

    "Black sesame seeds, prevent hair loss."

    Wang Xueshu: "! Jun carrying me has nothing to do with me."

    "Just in case, eat."

    Wang Xueshu: "...Do you eat your man?"

    Jiang Shuangling: “…”

    "I let him eat two."

    He took off his hat when he returned home, and encountered a rare thing. His wife actually gave him pancakes today. As soon as he got home, he had fresh and warm black sesame pancakes. A bite of crispy mille crepe with black sesame sugar inside.

    "Daughter-in-law, you are good at this craft."

    Wang Xueshu raised her eyebrows, "What skills are you good at?"

    "You didn't make this sesame cake?"

    "Giving it to me from the little **** next door."

    He ate the cake and said, "Why did you suddenly send you sesame cake? Is there a happy event in her family? Did you make so many cakes?"

    "No happy event, I just swore an oath to her a few days ago." Wang Xueshu subconsciously glanced over the head of Head He.

    I don't know if it's a psychological effect, I always feel that the hair spin on the top of the opponent's head has increased a lot than before.

    Is it a hair loss?

    Under her scorching gaze, Head He vaguely felt something was amiss, "What did you swear?"

    "Oh, it's not a big deal." Wang Xueshu casually told Head He of the words of Jiang Shuangling's chat.

    He: "???!

    "My hair?! What do you mean there is no hair on the top of my head???!

    "You talk about yours, what do you swear by my hair? This is something that people can do?!"

    He put the half eaten cake on the table, "I won't eat this cake!"

    He rubbed the short hair on the top of his head in anger, paced back and forth in the room, walked to the mirror in his room, and thought of this silly woman.

    It's a three-year pregnancy.

    Can my husband's hair be used to swear?

    "The little **** next door is too good."

    "It's said that **** is still old and spicy. I think this tender one is quite spicy."

     "Tomorrow I have to talk to Qi Heng."

    …

    After talking, Head He went out again. In order to let him calm down alone, Wang Xueshu had gone outside to water the flowers and plants.

    He stood by the window with his waist on his back, and looked at the half of the cake on the table.

    The crispy crust, the black sesame candy heart still remains where it was bitten…

    So he ate half of the sesame cake left.

    Wang Xueshu just came back from watering and looked at him in surprise, "..."

    He: "!"

    "Don't get me wrong." Head He had a serious face.

    Wang Xueshu tutted twice, "I think I have to find Xiao Jiang tomorrow to learn how to make this sesame cake..."

    "Hey, hey, don't get me wrong, I never worry about my hair falling out, I won't be bald, bah, I eat this cake—"

    Wang Xueshu interrupted him: "What did I misunderstand? I went to learn to make sesame cakes with Xiaojiang because the cakes are delicious."

    She looked at Head He with a funny look: "What do you think I misunderstood?"

    He: "…"

    Can't you worry about my hair?

    He looked for Qi Heng the next day, his eyes could not help falling on his head, he looked straight at his hair, and Qi Heng frowned, mercilessly Put on a hat.

    He: "..." Why didn't you mention his hair?

    He pretended to look aside and deliberately asked, "Did you eat sesame cakes made by little **** yesterday?"

    Qi Heng nodded.

    Yo, it doesn't seem to favor one over the other. Head He, who was angry for a day, suddenly felt relieved. He couldn't help but want to hook Qi Heng's shoulders and backs, but was snatched away by the other party. .

    "We're brothers and sisters."

    "Your wife is also very worried about you."

    Qi Heng: "...?"

    Qi Heng couldn't feel the same way.

    "But—" Head He turned to look at the man in front of him, the more he looked at Qi Heng, the more he felt something was wrong, "Old Qi, how did you become like this this summer?"

    So dark...

    Although still a little whiter than him.

    But who made this person a handsome little white face in the eyes of Head He.

    Is it possible that you want to follow his true-man, steel tough guy route?

    He: "…"

    Inexplicably, he felt a little sense of crisis.

    "Old Qi, you don't have to worry about sunning yourself like this in summer..."

    Qi Heng raised his handsome eyebrows slightly, "?"

    "I'm worried that the child in your little ginger's belly will be born like you, and it will turn black into carbon."

    Qi Heng responded with the same foolish look in his eyes.

    He: "…"

    Qi Heng made up the knife: "You are darker than me."

    He: "..." This excuse I made is too clever.

    Qi Heng's mother, Zhao Yinghua, received the letter from Qi Hengxin, and opened it up, smiling from ear to ear. There was also a letter from her eldest grandson, but she didn't get excited. Yes, I have re-transcribed it several times with calligraphy.

    She took some time to call Mr. Yao and talked about her son. Her youngest son seems to have changed a lot after getting married recently. He will love his wife and grandson too. Well-raised.

    "Qi Heng?"

    Zhao Yinghua: "Yes, my son has changed a lot recently."

    Teacher Yao kept nodding: "Yes, I heard people chatting recently, and they all said that he has become too powerful."

    Zhao Yinghua on the other end of the phone was surprised, "Does everyone else know? How big is the change?!"

    The second child also said that Xiao Wu is still the same in front of others.

    Everyone knows how things have changed now.

    Teacher Yao: "It's like he's completely changed."

    Zhao Yinghua's mouth twitched, what does it mean to be a completely changed person? !

    As Qi Heng's biological mother, she couldn't imagine that scene at all, Zhao Yinghua swallowed: "...what has it become? How can it seem like a different person? Is it that big?"

    "Hey, you haven't seen it with your own eyes, and I don't know if the sun is too poisonous this summer, Qi Heng doesn't know what it will look like, and I didn't see him like this last year, I haven't seen you for a few days, and I almost didn't recognize it."

    Zhao Yinghua: "???"

    "The person is black, and the image has changed. That's called a heroic person. I went to the city for a meeting some time ago. Good guy, many people came to ask who it was and which army it belonged to. The body, appearance and appearance can be compared with Xiao Qi of our **** teacher, so they all come to contact people for matchmaking."

    "—Come on, as a result, people are still our division's camp."

    "Broken heart."

    Zhao Yinghua: “…”

    Is it such a change?

    In the season of red osmanthus fragrant, all the osmanthus flowers in Rongcheng are open, and the elegant and rich osmanthus fragrance blows into people's noses along the autumn wind.

    The school planted two rows of sweet-scented osmanthus trees. When the two children, Qi Yue and Jiang Che came back, they had osmanthus branches folded in their hands, with emerald green leaves and yellow flowers in clusters, which were pleasantly fragrant. .

    "It smells so good!"

    "The scent of osmanthus is everywhere."

    "The house is also fragrant."

    A lot of sweet-scented osmanthus trees are also planted in the family yard. The wind blows during the day and night, the cicadas and frogs cry less, and the aroma of sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus fills the vacancy in the wind, and the small beige flowers follow The wind blew into the corner of the window.

    Jiang Shuangling and Sister Song picked up a lot of sweet-scented osmanthus together, and brought her two children to peel off the little yellow flowers on the branches, smelling the rich aroma, Qi Yue couldn't help but fight sneezed.

    "It's delicious."

    The peeled sweet-scented osmanthus was placed in a clean white porcelain bowl, part of which was dried into dried sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus, and part of Jiang Shuangling made honey sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus sauce.

    During the blooming season of sweet-scented osmanthus, Jiang Shuangling made some foods related to sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus, soft and delicious sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented cake, white and glutinous cake body, dotted with light yellow sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus The taste of glutinous rice flour is intertwined, and it is very attractive.

    In addition to sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus cake, there are also sweet sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented buns, the same snow-white buns, which are filled with flowing sweet sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus. Inside, a little sweet-scented osmanthus, honey-colored sugar juice, white dough, soft and delicious, a few little guys can't wait to eat sweet-osmanthus buns for breakfast every day.

    "Sister, I want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

    "Can you add sweet-scented osmanthus to the dish?!"

    "Don't think about eating flowers every day."

    Unlike the two children, Qi Heng did not like to eat sweet sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus.

    Comrade Jiang expressed a sigh of relief.

    Her delicate little desserts don't want to deal with the big eater either.

    So she made all kinds of sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented buns very small and delicate. She was very patient with her child, and made each small and exquisite snow-white buns, and there was no Jiang Che. The size of half a fist, and the top of the little buns are lit with bright red, and they are placed one by one on the clean emerald green bamboo.

    Simple thin-skin dumplings, rabbit-shaped milk-flavored steamed buns, square-shaped sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in a small bamboo basket nearby, and brown sugar sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus tea in the bamboo tube.

    On the table is a freshly folded osmanthus branch, exuding a strong osmanthus fragrance.

    —It's rare to want to be arty.

    Have a leisurely afternoon tea.

    After the plate setting, Jiang Shuangling ate a sweet-scented osmanthus cake and sipped the sweet-scented osmanthus tea. Circle of friends.

    So she picked up the paintbrush and paper, and first sketched the scene in front of her.

     Halfway through the painting, Jiang Shuangling yawned, and a burst of drowsiness flooded her brain. She was more sleepy than usual, and she didn't care about the afternoon tea she had worked so hard to set up, so she went back to the room and went straight to sleep past.

    After waking up again, the two children and the man came back, and the beautifully arranged table was in a mess.

    The buns, steamed buns, dumplings, sweet-scented osmanthus cakes are all gone…

    Jiang Shuangling: "!…

    Qi Yue and Jiang Che happily held two little rabbit milk buns, while Qi Heng sat there frowning and sipped a sweet-scented osmanthus bun.

    The thread in Jiang Shuangling's head is broken, if you have the ability to frown, don't eat it if you have the ability, one bite, one dog thing, these are not enough for you.

    Good luck.

    I took my afternoon tea for dinner.

    Jiang Shuangling asked for a dozen or so catties of chestnuts from a nearby villager, all of which were freshly picked and unpeeled. She and Qi Heng took two children and peeled one from the small thorn ball A fresh and sweet chestnut.

      While roasting, brush with a layer of honey oil water after a while.

    In a short time, I made a simple version of fried chestnuts with sugar.

    "It's hot, hot, hot!

    As the saying goes, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and similarly, you can't eat hot chestnuts in a hurry.

    Qi Yue and Jiang Che eagerly grabbed a sweet little chestnut. heaven.

    After that, of course... I didn't receive it, and the chestnut in my hand fell to the ground.

    The stickiness from sugar chestnuts fell on the palms of two small palms.

    Qi Heng helped pick up the two chestnuts and returned them to the two children, sitting on the edge of the basket, eating candy chestnuts one by one.

    "Mom, the crust is sweet too!"

    "Coated with sugar, of course it's sweet."

    "But the shell is so unpalatable that I can't bite."

    The two children like to eat candied chestnuts very much, and Jiang Shuangling also likes it very much. Even Qi Heng, who does not like sweets, unexpectedly likes to eat candied chestnuts.

    "Is it that delicious? Go and ask for some chestnuts back?" Jiang Shuangling peeled off a few sugar-fried chestnuts.

    It may be that the sugar-fried chestnuts are so delicious that they have the power of foodies, and then Qi Heng dragged her back with a snakeskin bag of chestnuts, and I don’t know where he got it from.

    This rice jar is a hidden foodie, but his performance as a big eater in the past concealed the essence of foodies.

    Jiang Shuangling: "...Let's eat some and peel some?"

    I don't know where Qi Heng got it from. Their house has a lot of chestnuts these days. Jiang Shuangling made some sugar-fried chestnuts and brought the two children to visit Mr. He.

    The two children each held a bag of fried chestnuts with sugar and went to eat.

    "Are you here?"

     Mr. He looked at the sugar-fried chestnuts they brought, and thought it was wrong, why does it seem like half of them are missing out of thin air?

    Well, I must have eaten it halfway.

    "You, after the month is old, try to rush as little as possible."

    "Thank you for your concern, I know." The child in Jiang Shuangling's womb is almost five months old, but she feels that it is much more stable now than the first three months.

    Can really feel the baby in her belly.

    After the National Day and then the Mid-Autumn Festival, Jiang Shuangling made a lot of moon cakes, as well as snow skin moon cakes made of glutinous rice flour. , was unanimously praised.

    The day after the Mid-Autumn Festival is the birthday of my younger brother Jiang Che. It seems that the four of them have their birthdays in the second half of the year. In order to celebrate the birthday of my younger brother, the family ate another delicious meal.

    "Adi, what do you want to eat for your birthday today?"

    Jiang Che and Qi Yue, the two little guys, got together to discuss for a while, and said they wanted a super large moon cake.

    "Moon cakes bigger than my face." Because my sister often used his small fists to describe the steamed buns, now he can also use it to describe the size of the moon cakes with bigger than his face .

    After finishing speaking, Jiang Che and Qi Yue glanced at each other, and both felt their faces were bigger.

    Qi Yue: "My face is bigger than his, so be as big as me!"

    Qi Yue pointed at his face and crossed his hips very proudly.

    Jiang Che: "Sister, obviously my face is bigger!"

    Little brother Jiang felt that his face was big.

    Qi Yue raised his hands and pulled up his cheeks, turning into a small bat shape, widening his "big face" out of thin air.

     Jiang Che saw him and followed suit.

    "My face is big!"

    "My Big!"

    Jiang Shuangling: “…”

    Jiang Shuangling felt that she couldn't look directly at these two, these two are stupid, they have a bigger face than anyone else.

    Is it a good thing?

    Jiang Shuangling saw the two little guys quarreling, the corners of her mouth twitched, she came over and persuaded: "Why don't you think about who has the biggest face in our family, and choose the biggest one? make moon cakes."

    Now the two little guys can finally reach a consensus.

    One said: "My brother-in-law has the biggest face."

    One said, "My dad has the biggest face!"

    Jiang Shuangling: "..." Anyway, it's better if I don't have the biggest face.

    Qi Heng: "?"

    Inexplicably, she was caught on fire.

    The biggest face is the biggest responsibility of the family. After Jiang Shuangling made the huge moon cake before it was baked, Qi Yue and Jiang Che, the two little supervisors, encouraged Qi Heng to lean down and go to the moon cake Compare the size.

    "Dad, put your face on it."

    "Brother-in-law, let's compare."

    Qi Heng: "…"

    Jiang Shuangling: "..." Are you two children really planning to eat moon cakes?

    Can she, who learns to draw, get the size wrong? It's just insulting her identity.

    "I'll find a soft ruler and measure the size of Comrade Qi Heng. You two will measure it yourself later to see if the moon cake I made is bigger than his face."

    Qi Heng's complexion is getting darker and darker, and the skin that has faded so easily this month is now covered with a dark cloud.

    Jiang Shuangling covered her mouth and smirked, and patted Qi Heng comfortably on the shoulder three times, "Qi Heng, don't move, it's just a social practice for children."

    "Fulfill the wishes of the birthday star."

    Qi Heng closed his eyes helplessly.

    The family has a wife, disciples and children. The burdens and troubles of life are pressing on me, and there is nothing I can do.

    After measuring the size, the two thieves were finally satisfied, and they waited for the moon cakes to be baked.

    Jiang Che: "Moon cakes are delicious."

    Qi Yue: "I still want to eat moon cakes."

    He clenched his fists and was eager to try, his birthday was coming soon, and he would also make a moon cake with a big face.

    Qi Heng: "Make it salty next time."

    Jiang Shuangling: "..." I just hope these guys get tired of mooncakes sooner.

    Don't eat moon cakes on Mid-Autumn Festival and eat moon cakes on birthdays? ?

    At night, when Jiang Shuangling remembered the big moon cake, she sat on the bed and smirked, Qi Heng hugged her from behind.

    "Ouch—" Jiang Shuangling cried out suddenly, covered her stomach, leaned back gently, handed her body to the other person, closed her eyes lazily, "The child just moved."

    After this month, the baby in the womb will move from time to time.

    "Really?" Qi Heng hugged her gently, put his hand on her bulging stomach, and quietly waited for the child's movement.

    Unfortunately, the child did not show his presence after moving once.

     "The child moved a bit to tell his parents that he was going to sleep. It's the same as my routine."

    Jiang Shuangling put her hand on the other's hand. Now that the weather is getting colder, Qi Heng's palm is like a natural warm baby.

    Jiang Shuangling still didn't know whether it was cold in Rongcheng's winter, they were still in the mountains, and they didn't know if it would snow, and they had to prepare winter coats for the children in advance.

    She touched each other's slender fingers one by one, looked at the small crescents on the other's nails, and asked curiously, "Qi Heng, do you want our unborn children to look like Who?"

    Qi Heng lowered her head and placed a soft kiss on her forehead, "Like you."

    "I hope to be like you." After a pause, Jiang Shuangling added: "Big face, popular..."

    Jiang Shuangling buried her head in the other's chest and laughed hard.

    The children of their family are also very talented.

    —I am bigger than a mooncake.

    Qi Heng: "…"

    Qi Heng's second sister-in-law gave birth and gave birth to a boy. The news was told to them at the end of October that Jiang Shuangling sent some special products of Rongcheng and the children's small clothes.

    When Qi Yue learned that he had a cousin, he was not too excited. Instead, he surrounded Jiang Shuangling and asked curiously, "When will the younger brother and sister come out."

    "It's almost as big as a watermelon." The watermelon is so big that it can mature, but the younger brothers and sisters haven't come out yet.

    Nezha should also come out.

    Qi Yue felt that he had been waiting for many, many, many days.

    Jiang Shuangling: "Cub, come and touch... How can it be as big as a watermelon, you have to wait, at least it must be a mature melon."

    Qi Yue's little hand touched her stomach, and suddenly he felt something move under his hand, and his eyes widened.

    "You can also play with your younger siblings like this."

    After Cheng Mingxi gave birth, her mother also moved in, and two experienced elders took care of her, and everything at home was in order.

    Qi Yan came back from a business trip before she gave birth, and gave birth to a child safely by her side.

    Zhao Yinghua finished changing the child's clothes, called the second child over, and talked about her plan.

    Mother Cheng is here to take care of her. Zhao Yinghua plans to spend the Chinese New Year in Rongcheng this year. Her little daughter-in-law is getting older, so someone should help take care of her.

    "That's it, Mom, I'll buy you a ticket,"