MTL - It’s a Stepmother, Not a Sister [70s]-Chapter 127 small padded jacket

"I'm pregnant? Really! It's a big happy event." After hearing that Jiang Shuangling was again, Zhao Yinghua was so happy.

"Granddaughter! It would be great if I had a granddaughter!" Zhao Yinghua, who had five sons and three grandsons, wanted to hold her granddaughter more than anyone else. When she was pregnant with Qi Heng, she was looking forward to having a baby Girl, now the little girl is helpless, the little granddaughter can still look forward to it.

Mr. He was also happy to hear it, "Congratulations."

Some teachers from the Children's Palace nearby also heard the news, and they all envied Zhao Yinghua, "Are you going to hug your grandson again?"

"Your son and daughter-in-law are so good-looking, you should have more babies."

"Yeah, you should give birth to a few more, Lao Zhao, usually you should urge more."

"Your grandson—"

"Go, go, there is no baby to kiss." Zhao Yinghua waved her hand and drove away the group of teachers.

"We have to celebrate today, Xiao Wu, take good care of your daughter-in-law, don't be tired... Let's kill chickens tonight, when A Yue, Hui Hui and Xiao Che come back, tell them, We have another new addition to our family."

"Little Jiang, what do you want to eat?"

…

"It's okay, I've been pregnant once, and the child is still young."

"In the first three months, you have to pay attention and take good care of your body. Now our family's conditions are getting better and better, you can take good care of your body. Don't be tired."

Qi Yue: "I'm going to be a brother again?!"

Jiang Che: "Nephew!" Younger Jiang found that he had many nephews!

Qi Hui, who happily turned somersaults, cheered: "I want to be a brother!

Originally the youngest Huihui child in the family suddenly felt that he had to turn himself in and be the boss.

Hui Hui is going to be a big brother too!

Qi Hui: "Where are the younger brothers and sisters?"

Jiang Che: "It's still in your mother's belly."

The old **** Qiyue who once had the experience of waiting for his younger brother is here: "It will take seven or eight months for the younger brother and sister to be born."

Qi Hui: "Can you see my sister in my mother's belly?"

Jiang Shuangling smiled and stroked her belly, "After a few months, my sister will move, and then my brother can interact with my sister."

Qi Hui: "Wow!: Sister Mang∥B beautiful sister!"

"Let's kill the chicken tonight to celebrate."

"Who will kill the chicken, Qi-"

Qi Yue immediately said, "I'm coming!"

As long as Qi Yue is at home, he will always take care of the chicken slaughtering at home. Jiang Che follows him to watch the slaughtering chickens, but he never gets a chance to do it.

Brother Jiang looked at the chicken whose neck was wiped and sighed.

"When will you give it to me?"

Qi Yue raised his eyebrows: "If you get it, I will give it to you."

"Can you start fast with me?"

"Duck for you."

Jiang Che: "I just want to kill a chicken."

Jiang Shuangling heard this from the door: "…"

The chickens at home are afraid of you.

"Mom, how do you cook the chicken today, do you have to cut it after plucking the hair?" Qi Yue quickly picked up his sleeves and cleaned the chicken in his hands in minutes.

"Cut it up and make chicken soup."

"Okay, I'll do it."

Jiang Che: "Then I'll wash the vegetables."

Jiang Shuangling looked at the two children in front of her, and she couldn't help but sigh at the passage of time, it was only seven years, and Xiaodouding, who once held her thigh, has grown so tall, especially Qi cross.

The twelve-year-old Qi Yue is over 1.7 meters tall, taller than Jiang Shuangling.

Jiang Che is also very long, and she will soon be taller than her.

Comrade Jiang felt a burst of sadness, fortunately the child in her womb came by chance, if Huihui cub grew up in a few more years, she would be the shortest one in the family.

The family sat together at night and had a hearty dinner.

Because of Qi Heng, Qi Yue, Jiang Che, the three big rice pots gathered together, and the presence of Hui Hui, the follow-up rice barrel reserve, Jiang Shuangling cooked two pots of rice, which is two big pots of rice!

There are a few pots of vegetables on the table.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

She held the rice in her hand and swept across the faces of the three big rice jars in front of her. The first generation of rice jars, Qi Heng, was mature and handsome, and the second generation of rice jars, Comrade Qi Yue, was one meter seven. The handsome young man with long legs appeared next door, and the little comrade Jiang Che next door, with a pair of phoenix eyes, was very classically beautiful when he smiled, but his posture when he was eating was also like a hungry tiger.

Although it looks a little cruel, the men in the family are very seductive.

Pleasant.

Little comrade Qi Hui, who is pulling rice next to him, is still a cute bun, but just by looking at his brother and father, he can predict what kind of handsome man he will grow into in the future, at least Teacher Xie is seeing After passing his father and brother, he still did not give up on training him to sing.

Qi Yue also recommended himself to sing. Teacher Xie was frightened after listening to it, and refused very thoroughly.

Fortunately, Qi Yue's singing is self-entertainment and self-intoxication, and he does not pursue becoming a singer, and soon gave up.

Later, he said that he was determined to go to the military academy like his father, but Jiang Shuangling always suspected that if he had some musical talent, he might want to go to the music school.

The men of the Qi family love to sing so much, the more they are out of tune, the more they love to sing.

Qi Heng is the kind of self-awareness. He knows that he is out of tune and will not show off in front of outsiders. Qi Yue is the kind of lack of self-awareness. It is estimated that Jiang Shuangling is the primary school music teacher, and his mother gave it to him. His boundless confidence in the choir.

Children Qi Hui is also a lover of singing, and he is also happy when he hangs his voice early in the morning.

…

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

Besides her, no one in the family can sing. After Teacher Xie heard Jiang Shuangling sing, she burst into tears and cried behind her back, why did your own son not inherit it from his mother? A little bit of the day...

"Don't be very talented, even if it's normal and not out of tune."

Jiang Shuangling sighed, Huihui just followed his dysphonic father, what can be done?

She rested her chin on her hand and watched the three men eating in front of her, thinking that it was enough to have a face.

The face is so broken.

She looks so good, and she sings out of tune.

After dinner at night, Jiang Shuangling was writing a letter under the lamp. She wanted to write to Wang Xueshu in Rongcheng, who showed her daughter for so many years, and now she is about to have a daughter.

Comrade Xiao Jiang took a pen and typed countless manuscripts, thinking about how to calculate the accounts for these years.

You must also make the other party envy you.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Of course, Jiang Shuangling did not dare to send the letter after writing, at least before the daughter was born, she could not send the letter, if she was not born as a daughter, it would be a self-slap in the face .

I hope it is a daughter, if not a daughter... then there is no way.

"Qi Heng, after giving birth to this one, it will not be born again."

Years of regeneration.

"En." Qi Heng hugged her and chuckled, "Have you finished writing your letter?"

"I'm happy when I'm writing, but I'm worried after I'm finished, it's all because of Qi Heng, you talk nonsense, and your daughter smashes the tank. I had to dream last night that you shrank, Wearing a flowery skirt and smashing the tank."

As soon as she thought of this dream, Jiang Shuangling couldn't help covering her face, because it was too difficult to look directly, and because she couldn't imagine her daughter's appearance, the daughter in the dream was actually a reduction of Qi Heng Version.

Little Qiheng in a floral dress.

There is a little cuteness in the weirdness.

Of course, if you really have such a daughter... Comrade Xiao Jiang stared at Comrade Qi Heng's face and felt that he was not unacceptable.

This face is so pretty.

Jiang Shuangling held Qi Heng's face, looked at it carefully, and suddenly came up with a very strange idea: "Qi Heng, do you want to try on my dress, I want to know in advance What will our daughter look like in twenty years..."

Qi Heng thought that it was really "a silly three years of pregnancy", the child was just conceived, and his thoughts changed with each passing day, he pinched Jiang Shuangling's face, "You look in the mirror and you know our daughter What will it look like in twenty years?"

"No way, you are too powerful, you see A Yue and Huihui are like you, in case my daughter is like you... From my perspective of studying art, I think if my daughter is like you She's also a great beauty..."

"I want my daughter to be like Jiang Mei."

Jiang Shuangling touched her belly and thought, "What if it's not a daughter?"

"Then want a son like Jiang Mei."

Jiang Shuangling said to herself: "If you are like my son, you will not smash the cylinder."

Qi Heng: "...like my son will smash the cylinder?"

Jiang Shuangling nodded: "Huihui's lesson."

"I'm afraid it will be like your daughter."

"Tsk, Qi Dali."

"Forget it, if you really have a daughter, it's still like me. I'm afraid that if you are like you, our daughter will have the nickname Qi Dali in the future."

Jiang Shuangling went to school, and people around her knew she was pregnant.

"Is Mr. Jiang pregnant?"

"Have fun?"

"Congratulations..."

The few female students who encouraged others to get divorced a few days ago were very embarrassed. Unexpectedly, Teacher Jiang is now pregnant with a child. The pregnant Teacher Jiang smiles, and the relationship between husband and wife can be Is it not good?

"Congratulations."

"Mr. Jiang is pregnant, and we still have no chance to see Master."

"Mr. Jiang is wearing flat shoes again."

…

Yes, when I mention this, Comrade Xiao Jiang feels very regretful. After a few months of dressing up for beauty, now I have to go back for the sake of the child in my stomach, and high heels can no longer be used. After wearing, prepare maternity clothes.

Several other teaching assistants knew she was pregnant and helped her share some work. Jiang Shuangling was very grateful and sent some sugar and cakes one by one.

Of course, she doesn't bother others about many things. When she moved the studio in June, Jiang Shuangling called Qi Yue and Jiang Che over to help her move things.

These two people are very strong, and they moved them in a few times. Jiang Shuangling took them to the campus again.

The arrival of these two people caused an uproar on the Shanmei campus, and many female students were speculating on the identities of these two young men, especially Qi Yue's identity, because Jiang Che's The height is still too short for them.

"Who are the two who just moved things?"

"These two are so handsome."

"Look at that, look at that tall one, it's too pretty."

"Are you a freshman in our Academy of Fine Arts?"

"How is it possible, isn't that Liang Yuan the best looking one in our Academy of Fine Arts?"

"I think this looks better, but it's a little shorter."

…

Qi Yue has inherited his father's good looks, with sword-brow and star-eyed eyes, a youthful youth, with a bit of youth's unique arrogance and publicity, which really attracts people's attention.

"It's just that the man is a little short, it would be great if he grew taller."

"Two handsome young men, shouldn't they be transfer students from our Academy of Fine Arts?"

"I decided, he is a grass in our Academy of Fine Arts."

"The girls come up and ask if they have an idea."

"Is it too tender? How big is it?"

"Seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls try?"

…

Because Jiang Shuangling was standing beside them, everyone else knew that she was familiar with these two strange and handsome young men.

"Are you helping Mr. Jiang move things?"

"One of them looks like Teacher Jiang."

"Are you a relative of Teacher Jiang?"

…

Someone took the initiative to ask Jiang Shuangling, "Are the two people you brought your relatives?"

Jiang Shuangling nodded, "Yes."

"This looks so handsome, Mr. Jiang, are they married? Is there anyone you like?"

"How old is that? I think many girls like him."

Jiang Shuangling saw Qi Yue along where she pointed, and her cheeks twitched immediately: "He is my son, only twelve years old this year."

"What????! Everyone who has reached this age has wilted in an instant.

Even if you want old cows to eat tender grass, this grass is too tender.

"It's so tall..."

"You were born before me, I am old when I was born, let us here, that is, I was born before you, and I was old when you were born." After hearing Qi Yue's age, there There is no more thought, just jokes.

"I'm so sorry, I hate myself for not having a daughter right now, Jiang Zhu, I want to be your in-laws."

"I also want to be in-law with Teacher Jiang."

Such a handsome son-in-law is hard to find with a lantern. It’s a blessing that the child is only twelve years old. It would be great if he was the first to settle down for his daughter.

I have a daughter at home now, I really have some ideas, Jiang Shuangling felt a headache when she heard this.

"The children's marriage is up to them, and I will not interfere."

How old is this, children refuse to fall in love!

"Where's the other one? Is the other one your son too? He looks a bit like you."

"He is not my son, but my brother."

"Oh?" Hearing this, someone next to him widened his eyes and asked curiously, "Your brother is only twelve years old, right?"

Jiang Shuangling: "...my brother is the same age as my son."

Others: "…"

Okay, just two young grasses.

"You say, it would be nice if it were more than ten years old..."

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

After dealing with the school affairs, Jiang Shuangling took Qi Yue and Jiang Che home, looked at their faces from side to side, and commented: "You two are reservists for arsonists."

In the future, I will definitely use a small torch to burn the girls' hearts.

She took two heart arsonists.

Qi Yue was puzzled: "Mom, what arson?"

Jiang Che: "Baking something?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Shuangling thought that the child is still young, and in the future, she hopes to provoke less girls.

For Qi Yue, Jiang Shuangling is very reassured, like his father, he will be a responsible man, not to mention younger brother Jiang, he is not like a girl who disappoints.

The only thing that is not very reassuring in their family is probably the central air conditioner that is full of sweet words - Hui, scumbag.

Fortunately, although this little **** runs the train, he only loves his father, mother, brother and uncle, and nothing else.

Six or seven-year-old boy, she was worried so early, it was too much.

"Qi Heng, what were you like when you were fourteen or fifteen years old?"

After returning home, Jiang Shuangling couldn't help but wonder what her dog man looked like when he was a boy. He was the same as Qi Yue at this moment. At a young age, he attracted bees and butterflies.

"That's it."

I couldn't ask anything from Qi Heng's mouth. Comrade Xiao Jiang went to Zhao Yinghua again. Zhao Yinghua showed her a few photos. The little boy Heng was so tender that he could squeeze water.

…

In the school, Jiang Shuangling picked up the brush and painted the fourteen or fifteen-year-old Qi Heng. She painted so seriously that she did not notice the people beside her.

Another teaching assistant, last name is Chen.

Assistant Teacher Chen looked at the person on the painting curiously, "This is your son?"

"No." After Jiang Shuangling denied it, she didn't answer. She couldn't say that it was her young husband.

"Mr. Jiang, your family is so beautiful."

"Your husband was born well, right?"

"He's good looking."

…

Although Qi Heng and Qi Yue look alike, they look very different in front of their relatives. Qi Yue's facial features are a bit more arrogant.

However, they are all pretty and can't tell the difference.

"Pleasant to the eye."

Three or four months after the child, the child in the belly is already a little pregnant. Qi Heng accompanied Jiang Shuangling to do the B-ultrasound. The couple said, "It should be a girl."

"Really?" Jiang Shuangling's eyes lit up, she said it was a small padded jacket, this time it was a small padded jacket.

Qi Heng took her by the shoulders, "Now you can rest assured, the letters you have saved can also be sent."

"Wait." Jiang Shuangling touched her belly, "I'll send it to Lao Wang after the baby is finally born, and I won't give her any chance to laugh at me."

"First give birth to the daughter and show her!

"Qi Heng, let's name the child this time. I don't want to receive a reply. Pharaoh gave Jiang Sheng Qi Sheng Ba Sheng and other names."

"You think of a name for your daughter first." Before Pharaoh next door named her, she chose a name to seize the opportunity.

"Qi Xi."

Xi and Hui both mean sunshine.

"Qi Xi?" Jiang Shuangling read this name in her mouth, the name actually sounds good, and the meaning is also good, that is...Huihui and Xixi are both little suns...

Comrade Xiao Jiang is inevitably worried about this title.

And very worried!

"Will Xixi be as noisy as Huihui?? The name sounds very dazzling, and the sun is too warm." Jiang Shuangling covered her eyes, afraid that Xixi was Xiong baby, there is enough sunshine in their house, and they are not playing Plants vs. Zombies. What are they doing with so many little suns, their attack power is very strong.

Her warm-hearted padded jacket should not be turned into a leaky little cloak.

Qi Heng: "Have you studied Marxism?"

The child's personality will not be transferred by the name.

Jiang Shuangling: "...What if you learn it? Comrade Qi Heng, you have to have a good attitude, our child's name is very important!

"Must be named!"

A quieter name?"

Qi Heng frowned: "Quietly?"

"The child's name is Jingjing... No no no, it can't be called Jingjing, Jingjing is too... What do I want to go to Jingjing, who is Jingjing? Is Jingjing my daughter? No no no... Qi Jingjing? This name must not sound quiet..."

"If I tell my daughter to be quiet in the future, she will shout to me!"

"Stay quiet."

"I want to be quiet."

Qi Heng: "…"

"Pharaoh seems to have given a name before, what is the moon, Wangshu? After being drunk, I don't know the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of dreams and the stars are overwhelmed? ... Qi Qingmeng is also good, listening to it is cool and cold cold."

Qi Heng is helpless: "Listen to the child's mother, you can name your daughter whatever you want, I have no opinion."

"It's still called Xixi."

"Qi Xi." After struggling for a long time, Jiang Shuangling still thinks Xixi is better, and Xixi Huihui also corresponds.

Their family has more and more Xixihuihui.

Sounds like three siblings.

"Is it my sister?!"

"It's really a little sister... I almost jumped up and down, he was a big brother for the first time, and he could have a little sister when he was a big brother for the first time!

"Niece!"

"Sister like mom!

After learning that the child in Jiang Shuangling's belly is likely to be a girl, the family is not happy. Qi Yue's sister who has been waiting for many years is finally coming. .

Jiang Shuangling made several pink and tender clothes for her unborn daughter in advance. This little guy's brothers and uncles also talked to each other about how to take care of his sister (niece) in the future.

Qi Yue: "When my sister is born, take her to fishing."

Comrade Qi Yuexiao recently fell in love with fishing.

Jiang Che: "I braid my niece..."

Qi Hui: "I want to teach my sister somersaults! I will also take her to the mountains to catch monkeys!"

Qi Yue: "Go to the zoo to feed the tigers?"

Qi Hui: "Go and see Feifei!" Feifei has already taken a job at the zoo.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

Worry about Xixi in advance.

Her little padded jacket must not leak.

"The letter hasn't been sent yet?"

"Qi Heng, please don't harass me, I have to hold back, let's not tell Lao Wang that I have a daughter, and when I give birth, it will be a blockbuster."

"Hold on, you must hold on now."

Jiang Shuangling was lying on her side on the bed and snickering, she couldn't help but whispered and cheered: "Mom just needs a thoughtful little padded jacket."

Qi Heng was lying on the bed silently, hugging her, but was pushed away mercilessly by his wife.

"On such a hot day, stay away from me for the time being, it's so hot, so hot, don't block the fan."

"Aren't you missing a little padded jacket?"

Jiang Shuangling: “…”