MTL - It’s a Stepmother, Not a Sister [70s]-Chapter 20 not easy

The radio was still playing the loud voice of the actor, but the atmosphere in the room became particularly quiet at this moment.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

Even if she knows that there is a high probability that nothing will happen, a person of her character hopes to get a comforting answer from the people around her.

Tell her clearly that it's okay.

Qi Heng raised his eyes and glanced at her, his tone was flat and unwavering: "No."

After Jiang Shuangling saw him say these two words, the corners of her mouth turned down slightly, obviously unhappy.

"If you don't want to use it, leave it here." Qi Heng raised his hand to turn off the radio, stood up and went back to the square table, eating steamed buns.

After the loud voice of the actor disappeared, the sudden silence made the room suddenly empty, and the two children felt that something was wrong, you look at me, I look at you.

Jiang Shuangling pursed her lower lip, turned her head to look at Qi Heng, the other party sat there with lowered eyebrows, his back was straight, and his slender legs stretched forward in order to lower the height distance.

Ignore his capable and chilling temperament, from a distance he looks like a college student, and some angles show a subtle youthful feeling.

That's right, he's not very old.

The registered age of the other party is 25 years old, but in fact she is only 23 years old, and although the age of her body is only 18 years old, she actually lived to the point before she crossed... 2 Nineteen.

In this way, is she mentally older than the other party?

—also a younger brother.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shuangling smiled, with a little excitement in her tone, and softened her voice, "Who said I don't need it anymore, why don't you use it well."

She hooked Jiang Che and Qi Yue, called the two little guys over, and then turned the radio switch back on to a channel that was playing music.

"Qi Heng, this switch you designed is really interesting!"

"It sounds much nicer than what I heard at Teacher Yao's house, and there's less noise."

…

"Qi Heng, come and see, what's going on here?"

The other party came over to debug it, and the surface seemed to have returned to normal. The two little guys gathered around the radio and listened carefully to the sound coming from it.

Jiang Shuangling smiled and looked at the big and two in front of her, thinking that all three like listening to rainbow farts, but who made me a rainbow fart maker, shouldering heavy responsibilities.

Stinky brothers.

In the night, four people listened to the radio for two hours, which finally enriched the monotonous nightlife.

, still humming the music of this era that I heard on the radio just now.

Her voice is very nice, Jiang Shuangling is actually gifted in music, and has a little vocal foundation, maybe her grandmother passed it on to her.

When she was a child, she learned to play and sing the pipa with her grandmother. Later, when she spent more time painting, the craftsmanship of the pipa was put on hold.

When Jiang Shuangling was studying at the Academy of Fine Arts, a scout scouted her to become a star, but she also rejected her.

Qi Yue watched her take Jiang Che away from his sight, and looked up at Qi Heng.

Qi Heng: "...Sleep."

Lying on the bed, perhaps it was because she had just listened to a long period of loud radio music and model plays, which reminded her of the days when she was with her grandmother, and she hummed. He sang and patiently told Jiang Che a bedtime story.

Her voice echoed in the quiet room.

Qi Yue stood at the door and listened quietly, hearing a woman's voice vaguely, but when he turned his head, he saw Qi Heng leaning against the wall with his arms folded and staring at him .

Qi Yue: "…"

Qi Yue followed Qi Heng back to the room.

Qi Heng stood beside the bed, Qi Yue was sitting on the bed with his short legs swaying, Qi Heng raised his head slightly, and was about to unbutton the collar one by one, Qi Yue propped up his arms, and the whole People jumped up to Qi Heng's legs like little rabbits.

Qi Yue imitated Jiang Che's movements in the daytime, hugged Qi Heng's thigh, put one cheek against the other's trouser leg, and asked, "Dad tell me a story."

Qi Heng: "...No."

"Dad sing to me."

"No." This time, the answer was much clearer than before, Qi Heng half-squatted and hugged Qi Yue in his arms, and sat him down on the bed.

Qi Heng took off her shoes and said lightly, "Sleep."

Qi Yue: "…"

Qi Yue listened to the radio for two hours just now, and now his ears are still warm, as if there is music circling, where can he calm down.

Especially when I heard in the next room...

"Dad—"

Qi Heng put the quilt over him, "If you can't sleep, fold the quilt."

Qi Yue pouted, pushed the quilt away, and said willfully, "I don't fold the quilt."

"Sleep then."

After the unmistakable tone, Qi Heng coldly pressed down the quilt, covered him tightly on the bed, neatly tidied the quilt, and then turned off the lights and lay down to sleep in one go.

"Sleep."

Qi Yue in the dark sniffed.

The men of their family must not cry.

See the feeling of pity.

Looking at herself in the mirror, her eyes widened and her mouth shriveled, she was like a naturally aggrieved, aggrieved little white flower.

Jiang Shuangling almost smiled.

She casually combed a lazy braid, took a pen and adjusted her eyebrows with great interest, and the small look of grievances with red eyes and tears became even more serious.

She got up to make breakfast, and called the two little guys up for breakfast as usual, Qi Heng was already gone.

Jiang Shuangling: "...?"

Is this father and son quarreling?

"Let's come out and have breakfast, it's noodles, and the leftover bunny buns from yesterday."

The buns from yesterday were not left, but a bunch of little white rabbits were left.

After breakfast, Jiang Shuangling found out the vegetable seeds that Teacher Yao gave yesterday, planned to sow them today, and then went to buy chickens and rabbits.

As soon as she went out, she looked in the direction of the vegetable field she planted yesterday, only to find: - Her young plants are all mature!

Jiang Shuangling was dumbfounded. The young young plants that were swaying around and growing wildly and wildly were now neatly arranged on the vegetable floor from height to short.

The little young plants are neat and rigid, as if they were planted according to the strict size with a ruler, and they seem to be copied and pasted with a mouse click.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

What's going on here.

Has something supernatural happened?

Jiang Shuangling was dumbfounded in place for a long time, and guessed the beginning and end of the matter with hindsight.

—Does he dislike my messy vegetable patch?

This is her free vegetable garden.

They are in strict category order.

Like an army.

There was a buzzing sound in her head, her hands and feet stiffened and she started to sow. This time, Jiang Shuangling paid attention to the distance when sowing the seedlings, for fear of what would happen if they became crooked and pulled out.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

"Is this the case in other homes too?"

Before she could see the situation in the other party's yard, she first saw a tall woman walking out of the yard.

The other party was wearing slim-fitting long clothes and trousers, which outlined a good figure, with hair up to her chest. When walking, she walked gracefully, with a dancer's temperament.

She also saw Jiang Shuangling.

The two faced each other across a fence.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

It seemed a little embarrassing, and I was found in the yard.

Wang Xueshu came over and greeted her, "You belong to Qi Heng's family."

Jiang Shuangling smiled and nodded in response.

Wang Xueshu looked at her up and down, and finally stopped on Jiang Shuangling's red and slightly swollen eyes, she sighed in her heart, she is such a pissed-off daughter-in-law with tears in her eyes.

When the other party laughed, there was a bit of stubbornness in the fragility, and it seemed more and more pitiful.

Is it true that Lao He is right?

That Qi Heng is really not a master who loves fragrance and jade, facing such a young and beautiful girl, also...

Wang Xueshu sighed in her heart, with a look of sympathy in her eyes, "What were you looking at just now?"

Jiang Shuangling said generously: "I see that the flowers in your yard look good, sister-in-law, I couldn't help but take a few more glances, I wonder if I can ask you for some flower seeds, sister-in-law, I I also plant a few in the yard."

He's yard is now blooming with a few bright purple flowers, fragrant alone in the corner of the wall, which is far from other people's yards.

Wang Xueshu looked surprised, "You want to plant flowers too?"

"Yes, the flowers are beautiful."

things used in.

Her house does not open fire, and it is useless to grow vegetables.

Recalling what Lao He said yesterday, the girl in front of her is also not good at cooking, Qi Heng is not as easy to talk as their old He, "It's not easy for you."

Jiang Shuangling: "?"

What's not easy?

Did this sister-in-law see the little green shoots she planted?

So Jiang Shuangling nodded, "It's not easy."

In this age, it is not easy for everyone.

In short, just follow the other party's words.

It is not easy for her, and her dream of free-planning vegetable gardens has been shattered.

"Come here, I'll give you flowers, and cut a few branches back..."

The other party changed the flower seeds for her, and Jiang Shuangling gave her a few little white rabbit buns in return. Wang Xueshu, who saw the little buns, was very surprised and gave her a strange look. Jiang Shuangling didn’t take it seriously, The other party was already in a hurry to go to the art troupe.

She planted the flower branches, swept over the neat little green plants, and turned to look at the clothes drying on the bamboo poles.

Jiang Shuangling pondered while holding her cheeks:

Such a poor and exquisite man, do you want to help him dye some incense?