MTL - It’s a Stepmother, Not a Sister [70s]-Chapter 23 Kill the chicken to warn the monkey
A basket of bamboo shoots was piled up in the yard, Jiang Shuangling dragged a small bench and sat and peeled the bamboo shoots. At first, her movements were not quick, but the more she peeled, the smoother she became, and the brown bamboo shoots skin snowflakes on her lap.
Fresh jade-like bamboo shoots are stacked in the basket.
When Jiang Shuangling came back with bamboo shoots on her back, she mowed a few stalks of grass. Jiang Che and Qiyue, two dwarf winter melons, were cramming beside the wooden box to feed the little white rabbits to graze.
The snow-white bunny nestled in the corner of the box, nibbling on the grass silently with its mouth open, its red eyes very round in the sunlight, the rabbit special soldier was also an honest one at this time Rabbit eating grass.
Two dwarf melons huddled together to stare at the rabbit.
The rabbits are in a good state of mind, as long as there is grass, and they are not scared by the burning eyes of these two dwarf winter melons and lose their appetite.
Jiang Shuangling put down the bamboo shoots in her hands, and when she saw the two people huddled together, she couldn't help but laugh.
The two of them are about the same age and together, although they are nominally uncle and nephew, they can actually be close friends.
"The rabbit likes to eat my grass."
"Mine."
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Jiang Che squeezed for a while with the domineering dwarf winter melon next to him. He used to be quite honest, but when Qi squeezed him more and more, he was honestly squeezed away. Now his body is a little stocky. They also followed suit, and began to learn to occupy the land and occupy a reasonable position of the rabbit box.
He fed a handful of grass in his hand to the little rabbit, and then obediently ran to his sister's side to help peel bamboo shoots together.
"Daddy, wash your hands first."
"Mmmm." Jiang Che nodded honestly, acting very well-behaved.
Qi Yue stood by the wooden box with a handful of fresh grass in his hand. He tilted his head and glanced at the siblings over there. He originally thought it would be more interesting to feed rabbits, but only He also felt bored after feeding the rabbits alone.
Leaned over and grabbed the rabbit's ears, Qi Yue also followed and peeled the bamboo shoots.
Jiang Shuangling washed the hands of both children and taught them how to peel bamboo shoots.
Peel off the bamboo shoot skin layer by layer along the growth vein. There are no clean traces under it, but the speed is very fast.
Jiang Shuangling's own method is to tear it up with violence.
Jiang Shuangling did not expect the two dwarf winter melons to help peel much, but patiently taught them to tear apart a complete bamboo shoot skin layer by layer, fold it in half on the leg a few times, slowly Slowly tear open the cracks one by one.
After letting go, the bamboo shoot skin in the hand has become a beautiful little umbrella.
The center of the small umbrella is hollow, one bamboo shoot umbrella can be inserted on top of the other, and they are stacked one by one, just like candied haws.
When Jiang Shuangling was a child, when her mother was peeling bamboo shoots, she would make many such small umbrellas for her.
She clipped the two ready bamboo shoot umbrellas to her brother's ears and said with a gentle smile, "How about it, is it fun?"
After finishing speaking, she stretched out another bamboo shoot umbrella to Qi Yue, "Come on, this is the biggest one for you."
After hearing that it was the "biggest", Qi Yue's eyes lit up, and he reached out and took the umbrella with satisfaction, spinning in circles in his hand.
On Jiang Che's ears are two slender bamboo shoot umbrellas, while Qi Yue's bamboo shoot umbrella is like a big mushroom, one is worth two, it can be said that it is very in line with the aesthetic of the arrogant cub.
He likes big.
After Jiang Shuangling carefully taught the two of them how to do it, she asked them to compete on who did the most, while she continued to peel bamboo shoots and praised a few rainbow farts from time to time to appease the restless hearts of the two little guys.
She knows young children and always hopes to get more attention from others.
"Very well, Adi did a great job."
"Ayue, you have done a lot!?"
"Come on, count yourself, how many have you made?"
"So smart."
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After Jiang Shuangling peeled off all the bamboo shoots, there were also a bunch of bamboo shoot umbrellas in full bloom at the feet of the two little guys. In Qiyue's pile of umbrellas, there are many crooked melons and cracked dates.
"Ayue you won."
Qi Yue hummed in a low voice, showing a proud look.
Jiang Shuangling glanced at Qi Yue with a smile, thinking that you were the one who liked the big one just now, but now you are the one who is greedy.
"Sister, I'll give it to you."
Jiang Che didn't really care about winning or losing, so he happily gave a bunch of small umbrellas he made to his sister.
Eyes are bright and shy.
Jiang Shuangling smiled and patted his head. At this time, Qi Yue also waved his hand and said without shame, "I gave you all mine too."
"Okay, thank you, Ayue, you can pick out some more and give them to your father tonight."
—It is best to give most of the crooked melons and cracked dates to Qi Heng.
While thinking so, Jiang Shuangling suddenly saw a little red in Qi Yue's palm.
It is a red blood wound, scratched by the bamboo shoot skin.
This child was probably scratched before, but he groaned for a long time without making a sound, and was still there "conscientiously" competing to make an umbrella.
Jiang Shuangling sighed in her heart, she really wanted to give this arrogant cub a "Best Competition Award".
He helped the little guy to clean the sludge on his hands, Jiang Shuangling found the potion and used a cotton swab to apply the medicine to him.
The potion covered the wound, causing it to sting, even the stubborn little guy, his body trembled involuntarily.
Jiang Shuangling stretched out her arms, half squatted and wrapped the little guy in her arms, patted his back lightly.
Qi Yue widened his eyes and held back the tears, he turned his head to look at the woman in front of him, her fair face was the same as his, they were very close, and he could smell the The faint aroma of the other party's body.
"It doesn't hurt anymore." She coaxed gently.
What was in her eyes couldn't hold back, Gulu rolled down, Jiang Shuangling was stunned for a moment, but the next second saw the little guy quickly wipe his face clean, he turned his head, After holding it for a long time, he said sullenly, "I didn't cry."
"Well, not crying."
Wash the peeled bamboo shoots, Jiang Shuangling made a stew of bamboo shoots in oil at noon, served with egg drop soup and white rice, and the three settled for lunch.
In the afternoon, Jiang Shuangling put a small part of bamboo shoots shredded into a clay pot, added water and salt, and marinated for a month to make sour bamboo shoots; the other part was cut into long strips, boiled in water, and dried in the sun Dried bamboo shoots are stored in the yard.
After dealing with these things, it was almost noon, and there was no time for a lunch break at noon, Jiang Shuangling planned to go back to the room to take a nap.
Perhaps because she was too tired today, she slept for an hour and a half, and when she woke up, it was almost five o'clock.
, out of the room door.
There is movement outside the yard.
Jiang Shuangling tilted her head and walked out, thinking that the two little guys were doing things, who knew that as soon as she went out, she saw a tall and tall figure.
—It was Qi Heng who came back.
Jiang Shuangling suddenly shuddered, her head became much clearer in an instant, and what happened in the early morning kept going back in front of her eyes.
He he he... why is he back now?
The other party came back earlier than usual, of course, this is not important, the important thing is…
He was doing laundry in the yard.
Qi Heng sat on the small bench where she peeled bamboo shoots in the morning, her legs bent, this low bench was particularly aggrieved for his long legs, his sleeves were lifted up, revealing Strong elbows, the clothes in the basin rattled as he washed them.
Jiang Shuangling: “…”
She felt a subtle depression for no apparent reason.
The cold wind penetrated her body and blew towards the low air pressure in front of her.
Jiang Shuangling didn't dare to look at the other party's face, and stayed in place stiffly, not knowing whether she should advance or retreat.
Qi Heng stopped washing clothes, obviously aware of her arrival, he turned around and glanced at her without saying a word.
The blood in Jiang Shuangling's whole body solidified the moment he turned back.
Innumerable terrifying words such as "After the autumn settle accounts" and "You wait and see" popped out of her mind.
The other party continued to do laundry with his back to her.
The clothes made a louder noise in the water, and the splashed water jumped high.
Jiang Shuangling: “…”
Intentional, definitely intentional.
How long can a man wash his clothes after a few bites?
Jiang Shuangling shed tears silently in her heart, and was frightened to find that the other party was washing clothes with a murderous aura.
—Is this a warning to the monkeys? Or "laundry warning"?
What is this dog man doing?
But at this moment, an astonishing "Yohe" sounded from the side.
He was standing in his yard, looking over here with a curious expression on his face. The sound of "yo hehe" just now was deliberately made by him. When he could see the situation in their yard clearly Afterwards, Head He opened his eyes in astonishment as if he had seen a gorilla, "Qi Heng! This is the first time I see you doing laundry!"
Qi Heng lived next door to him when he was single, and had no chance to see that now the other party married a daughter-in-law and became a family, and actually changed from a cold-faced Yama to such a "virtuous" man? Let your daughter-in-law watch and do your own laundry?
It's rare, it's rare.
It's just that the atmosphere between the two is a little weird.
?
He's curiosity suddenly ran wild.
Jiang Shuangling stared dumbfoundedly at the opposite head He also dragged a small bench and sat down, watching the play across a layer of fence, she thought a little broken in her heart: Who are these people?
This picture is too ugly...
Jiang Shuangling, who couldn't force herself to stay any longer, played the fastest speed in her life, and slipped into the house with a swish.
She hid in the kitchen in a panic, thinking she should think of a way.
Jiang Shuangling bit her lip, and after roaming the kitchen for a while, her eyes finally fell on the jar of doubanjiang that Mrs. Song had stuffed into her.
She remembered that the last time Qi Heng ate Mapo tofu, her face didn't change... And this jar of bean paste was Mrs. Song's wish and she had to finish it, so she simply used it to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha. .
? The other party will never do anything to her, right?
Jiang Shuangling decided to make a sauce-flavored pancake.
