MTL - It’s a Stepmother, Not a Sister [70s]-Chapter 74 Finish

Pancakes, sautéed meat with carrots, full of radishes.

The carrot stuffed dumplings are very popular.

The small and exquisite dumplings in the steamer, through the thin layer of dumpling skin, you can see the shadow of the wrapped delicious meat filling, bite it open, and the outflow is crystal clear and slightly orange The oily juice, the mouth is full of oil, the minced meat is very delicately cut, the sweetness of carrots and the sweetness of minced meat are blended together, and it tastes delicious and fragrant.

Also thick.

Without a doubt, it is clear at a glance who made the package.

The two little guys focused on eating the exquisite dumplings on the left, Qi Heng was self-sufficient, one on the left and one on the right, Jiang Shuangling tasted two dumplings made by herself, and touched a fist dumpling.

This fist dumpling tastes good, but it is too long.

The reason why she made so many radishes today is that she plans to eat the radishes quickly, and leave the remaining small part to the rabbits at home.

Although carrots are delicious, Jiang Shuangling is tired of cooking.

I ate this meal today, and I will stop eating tomorrow.

Who knew that the carrot dumplings she made today were so delicious, and the two children pestered her after eating: "Is it okay to eat carrot dumplings tomorrow?"

"I want to eat radish dumplings, delicious..."

"I love radishes as much as rabbits!

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

What you like is probably not radish, but minced meat.

She glanced at the man eating cucumber with a sullen face next to her, smiled and said to the children: "Wait a few days, wait a few days to buy meat, and then make dumplings for you. ."

After taking a bath, wearing pajamas and tidying up the drawing paper on the table, Jiang Shuangling felt that she should have a consciousness as a pregnant woman, such as some taboos, she should also find an experienced person to ask, or she You can visit Mrs. Song the day after tomorrow.

Wang Xueshu next to her didn't know what was going on. Both of them were novice pregnant women who were inexperienced. Head He seemed to be very happy today.

She took a pencil and quickly drew an expression of a silly father from before. After the drawing, Jiang Shuangling put it in the most conspicuous place on the table, waiting for someone man look.

This image should be well preserved.

Jiang Shuangling lowered her head and took it to Xue Li to see the sketches. Tomorrow she will go to Rongcheng by car. There is an art training class.

Qi Heng entered the room, and as soon as he came in, he saw the picture on the table, and Jiang Shuangling next to him secretly glanced at his face, and found that the man was still cold and expressionless. , can't see the anger.

Seeing his "stupid", he didn't move at all.

Is he still the battalion commander Qi who was a three-ton idol with a serious obsessive-compulsive disorder?

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

The other party didn't respond, and she suddenly remembered what Aojiao said before: It's boring...

Seeing that he didn't respond, Jiang Shuangling lowered her head and continued to organize the things she would use tomorrow. She also brought two paintings to He Wenjin in the art training class.

Holding the pencil, she lowered her head and marked it lightly on a piece of drawing paper. When she looked up again, she found that Qi Heng had already held the "stupid" picture in her hand.

He held the "stupid" picture in his left hand, another unknown picture in his right hand, and found another bottle of paste, which seemed to be glued to the wall.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

What is this man doing?

She put down the drawing paper in her hand, stretched out her head to look at the other drawing paper in the other's hand, and when she saw the content on the drawing paper clearly, her cheeks turned red with a "swish".

It was the missing "Self-Portrait of Sao Bao" she painted when she first came.

“!…

"Okay, you, Qi Heng, you actually hid my paintings! Xie Zhi bad Mei Qin Vo suddenly disappeared, Jiang Shuangling thought she was lost by the two children, stuck. in which corner.

Who knew it was hidden by the dog man in front of him? ? ? !

You shouldn't have believed his magnanimous performance of the High Mountain Flower, this person would actually hide things secretly!

Qi Heng took the bamboo piece and planned to apply paste to the backs of the two portraits, and then stick them side by side on the wall of the room, and the previous family portrait photos were hung on the wall.

"Stop it! Ben Shuangling tried to steal her "Self-Portrait of Sao Bao" from Qi Heng's hand, Qi Heng, tall, slender, waist and long legs, raised the two pictures in his hand , Jiang Shuangling couldn't even touch her feet.

Qi Heng didn't dare to tease her too much, and just hugged him directly.

Jiang Shuangling didn't dare to make too much movement herself, she leaned on the opponent's chest and poked the opponent's waist a few times, "Qi Heng, give it back to me, if you want to stick it Post your own."

Qi Heng touched his nose, and there was a little smile in his originally cold voice: "It's good to post two."

"Where is it?!"

"It's a good match."

A "silly" picture and a "saucy bag" picture, they are both silly and showy, and the husband and wife both have "black" portraits.

"If you dare to post me, I will kick you out of the room, you don't have to come in and sleep tonight."

"Then I won't post it, leave these two paintings to me."

Jiang Shuangling: "...what are you keeping?"

"You draw beautifully."

"Anything other than these two looks bad?"

"You rarely paint your own portrait."

Jiang Shuangling was stunned for a moment, then she suddenly reacted, "So you want my portrait."

She painted a lot of portraits of Qi Heng, but she seldom painted herself. After all, she is not a narcissist every day.

As for Qi Heng's portraits, she was too embarrassed to show them before, so they were all reset in the homestay.

Qi Heng gave a soft "um".

"Then I will draw a few more pictures for you in the future." Jiang Shuangling said that she will draw herself well, and she must draw herself more beautifully. After all, women, who don't care about the image, send Of course, the more beautiful the portrait of your sweetheart, the better.

Qi Heng's will also draw a few more handsome pictures for him, this man must not have seen her secretly painted portraits, and he will feel uncomfortable.

After all, if they learn to draw, if they like a person, they will indeed leave a lot of portraits of each other involuntarily.

Qi Heng gave her a gentle look, touched her head, and urged in a low voice: "Draw slowly, don't get tired."

"Yes." Jiang Shuangling nodded sweetly, "Qi Heng, have you noticed that you have been talking to me a lot lately?"

Qi Heng: "?"

"Nine hundred and ninety-nine-"

Jiang Shuangling glared at him angrily: "Please delete half of your cold daily report."

"I'm talking about everyday conversation, just like that."

"If you want my portrait, you can say it directly, and you can also say a little more about the care and advice just now, I will be very sweet when I hear it, and also will like you more."

Qi Heng nodded solemnly, "I will change."

"Thank you, Qi Heng." Jiang Shuangling felt that she loved this man even more. In addition to the lack of words and feelings, he had more excellent qualities.

Her eyes turned into two small crescents, and she hooked her hands at the other person, motioning him to lower her head, half-padded her feet, held the other person's cheek, and kissed the soft thin lips.

After separating, Jiang Shuangling hugged each other's right hand, "You can become more talkative in the future, of course, don't become like the head next door He, then... talk too much. "

Qi Heng: "He didn't say enough nine hundred and ninety-nine words in a day."

The corner of Jiang Shuangling's mouth twitched, "How do you know?"

Qi Heng: "…"

"Tell me, talk about it, I just said that I want to change, and now it's silent to me again."

Qi Heng seemed reluctant to bring this up, "When I came home, he told me that my sister-in-law likes to count how many words he said a day at home."

"For a while I thought he was talking too much, and then thought the word count was too small."

Qi Heng frowned, he didn't quite understand why women care about the number of words in a daily conversation.

Jiang Shuangling: "...Is it after I went to the art troupe?"

Is it possible that it was me?

"Yes."

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

Now the silent one has become her.

"What did you tell your sister-in-law?"

"I said that you said nearly a thousand words to me at home every day." Jiang Shuangling sighed, "The comparison between neighbors is really terrible."

Qi Heng: "…"

"I say nine hundred and ninety words every day."

Jiang Shuangling tilted her head, "Huh?"

"More than him."

Jiang Shuangling couldn't help laughing and laughing, she thought you were so proud ?

What's more, their family Lao Qi only has a relatively large number of words per day. In terms of the number of explosive words, it is not comparable to others.

"You keep it well." Leader Jiang felt that he couldn't beat him on this point, and he must be given appropriate verbal encouragement and support.

After talking too much, go to the next step.

"By the way, Qi Heng, I like to see you smile. You will smile more at me in the future, and you should also smile more at the children." Smile and learn from the last lesson, Jiang Shuangling will not talk about the specific quantitative requirements.

If she asks to give her nine smiles a day, and he smiles at her nine times in a row at once, the scene will be like a Sichuan opera changing face, and it will be very creepy.

"Okay." Qi Heng agreed, and he twitched the corner of his mouth, "Is that so?"

Jiang Shuangling's eyes widened, seeing him raise his lips, his facial features seemed to change, peach blossom eyes naturally had a bit of a smile, at this time he smiled, like a pair of Originally beautiful black and white paintings are dyed with color.

Looking at the smile of the person in front of her, Jiang Shuangling's heartbeat accelerated a little badly. The impact of this man's smile was very powerful.

I rubbed my face uncomfortably, obviously they had done the most intimate things, and seeing his smile at this moment, I actually blushed and my heart beat.

This handsome face made trouble.

Actually, they have been in prison for two or three months, no matter how handsome they are, they should be used to seeing them, but it is just like the first time they are astonished.

But this is also very good, I hope I can never get tired of watching it for a lifetime.

"I remember."

Jiang Shuangling lowered her head and buried herself in each other's chest, thinking that it is the people who don't usually laugh, the most lethal when they laugh, they are so beautiful.

"You carry me to bed, I don't want to leave."

Although it is only a few steps away, Jiang Shuangling wants to be lazy at this moment. Anyway, her husband is very strong, and holding her is like playing.

Qi Heng carefully protected her body and carried her to the bed.

Gently touched her lower abdomen, Qi Heng said with concern: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

I just want to be lazy.

Cough.

She sat up and changed the subject very cleverly: "What about you, did you feel uncomfortable eating radishes for a few days?"

When it came to radishes, Qi Heng was a little worried, "Fortunately, it's not white radishes."

He embraced her waist from behind, resting his head on her shoulders.

Seems to be hit by a turnip?

"Qi Heng, sorry, we won't eat radish tomorrow, and I can't bear to torment you any more."

"You can do whatever you want."

"I said it, you are so good to me, I can't bear to toss you."

In the early morning, Jiang Shuangling opened her eyes, and the sleeping man beside her had already left, but she vaguely remembered that someone kissed her on the cheek when she was drowsy.

Jiang Shuangling rubbed the place where she had been kissed, stretched and sat up.

After a few months, the child in her womb is getting bigger and bigger, and it is not suitable for her to go to the art training class.

I haven't shown my pregnancy yet, continue to go for another two or three months.

Waking up early in the morning, the two children are also very active. Originally, these two little guys had to run two laps in the yard outside in the morning. Surrounded by her, chatting: "Mom? Where are the younger brothers and sisters?"

"Where's your nephew?"

"When did he come??"

"How many more days?"

"He's going to run with us to see the rabbits..."

…

Jiang Shuangling smiled, "It will take more than two hundred days for your nephew to come out to play with you."

As for running together and watching the rabbit push-ups…

It would take more than a thousand and one nights.

Qi Yue sighed regretfully. When he learned that he had younger brothers and sisters, of course he was most looking forward to seeing him soon.

Jiang Che also sighed in disappointment.

"Okay, the two of you go out for a run, and have breakfast and milk powder later."

"Sister, Qi and I bring some water back."

Jiang Shuangling: "…Can you handle it?"

Qi Yue waved his hand, "Can hold it."

His Qi Dali is not in vain, he is many times stronger than ordinary children, and his height seems to have grown a bit recently.

Jiang Che nodded, "Me too."

The two of them stood together, the smaller Qi Yue was a little taller than Jiang Che, Jiang Shuangling looked at the height of the two of them, remembered the height of herself and Qi Heng, and decided to give more Brother add some protein.

Supplements are needed for the whole family.

In addition to drinking milk powder, I will make tofu tonight.

"Then you two be careful not to get your clothes wet."

After sending her two children to school, Jiang Shuangling took the car to Rongcheng alone, and the car drove halfway, but she became more and more uncomfortable.

Hands on the temples, frowning tightly.

I thought yesterday's motion sickness was just an accident of a chain reaction, but who knew that she still felt uncomfortable when she got into the car today.

It's weird.

Yesterday I went to Rongcheng by car. I didn't know that when I was pregnant, I was fine along the way, and there was no reaction at all.

Now that she knows that she has a child in her belly, she always feels nauseous in the car. Jiang Shuangling does not know whether it is her own psychological effect or the influence of the child in her belly.

She closed her eyes and leaned on the seat to forcibly endure the pain of her body, but she couldn't help retching a few times when she got out of the car.

Jiang Shuangling's face is ugly and her body is not feeling well. If she has such a big reaction when she is in the car, then it will not be suitable for running around in the future...

After finishing her grooming, Jiang Shuangling decided to buy some snacks such as sour plum and sour jujube before going back.

She is craving something sour now.

Jiang Shuangling lowered her head and glanced at her watch, she simply went to buy a small bag of sour plums and then went to Ronggang No. 1 Factory. By the time she arrived, it was much later than usual, Xue Li was waiting at the door following her.

"Jiang-Little Jiang, why are you here so late today?"

"There is a delay." Jiang Shuangling handed her the sketch in her hand, "I will tell you after the class is over."

"Don't look at the drawing, let's go in."

She hurriedly asked: "Are you sick? How about I accompany you to the hospital later?"

"No, just take it easy."

She was motion sickness and vomiting.

In fact, Jiang Shuangling didn't know for the time being whether she felt motion sickness and vomited, or because she was pregnant, or because of her own psychological effects.

“…”

In short, it's uncomfortable, Jiang Shuangling doesn't want to take a car.

If she still gets motion sick the next time she comes, her training class will also be stopped.

The most important thing is to keep your body comfortable.

The class was finished smoothly, Jiang Shuangling was immersed in her painting, and the discomfort in her body disappeared a lot.

The art class was over, she and Xue Li had not left yet, but He Wenjin called them and a few others, including Sun Yanyan and other students who were not workers of Ronggang No. 1 Factory.

"You can't come to class in the future."

Since there was a riot in Luo Hongchun last time, it caused a bad impact. Someone went to the factory secretary and sued He Wenjin, saying that the training class they held in the factory was originally for the factory. Why should the workers in the factory let in people who are not from the factory? also caused bad effects.

Luo Hongchun scolded them for not working in a good factory, and running training courses to make money.

"Can't come?"

"Why?"

"What haven't we learned yet?"

"The money you paid will also be refunded to you..."

He Wenjin took them to deal with the matter.

Knowing that they can't come to the training class in the future, Xue Li was anxious. She took Jiang Shuangling's hand and kept asking He Wenjin if there was any other way, "Can you be accommodating."

"No way."

He Wenjin shook his head at them.

At this time, Sun Yanyan smiled proudly at the two of them. For Sun Yanyan, the purpose of coming to the art training class this time has almost been achieved.

She doesn't like drawing very much, it doesn't matter if she comes to class or not.

Waiting now... Zhang Yuesheng can marry her.

Everyone else took their things and left, He Wenjin asked Jiang Shuangling to wait for her, and wrote a note to her. If you have any paintings, you can take them to my house and show them to me... What I promised you before is still valid now."

She was talking about the thing she recommended to go to the art exhibition.

"Okay, thank you Mr. He." Jiang Shuangling smiled at He Wenjin.

She also felt that she had gained enough in the art class.

"It's also that you are too talented, the tree is big and attracts the wind, which makes people jealous." The people in the factory saw a foreigner who painted better than them, looked beautiful, and could Some people don't look down on making money by submitting articles.

He Wenjin is a cherished talent, so he advised: "Don't worry about these things, geniuses will always be envied, which is inevitable."

Jiang Shuangling thinks that she is not a genius, at most a bit of a genius.

"As long as you keep your head down and work hard, you will achieve a lot in this field."

"Yes, Mr. He is right, I will practice more when I go back."

Jiang Shuangling and Xue Li walked out of Ronggang No.1 Factory, both of them couldn't help but look back, feeling a little nostalgic.

Jiang Shuangling smiled and shook her head: "I'm no more pity than you."

"It's enough to know you and Mr. He when you come to this training class."

Having gained a reputation for being able to paint, I have met a small network of people in the art circle, and a little writer Xue Li, which has fulfilled her purpose of coming to the training class.

"Great painters are exempt, I just want to be a happy painter who can barely make ends meet."

I can paint whatever I want, just like her free growing vegetable field, to achieve the freedom of "vegetable nature".

"Xue Li, I'm pregnant, and it's not suitable for such a bumpy ride in the future."

The class of the training class is suspended to avoid suffering from motion sickness.

"Really!" Xue Li showed a surprised look, "That's great, congratulations!⌒〗, this is a great thing.

"Are you going to have a child? I really don't know if it's a boy or a girl, but the two of you are so good-looking, the child you give birth must be first-class..."

"I'm so envious."

"My mother also asked me to consider talking about marriage recently, and I will go to see someone in two days."

"Really? Then I wish you an early marriage and meet someone you like."

Xue Li sighed again after hearing this, "But I don't want to get married, and I want to create another story recently."

"Finding an object doesn't conflict with creating a story. You can write a story while finding an object."

Xue Li bit her lip and said awkwardly, "But I don't know what kind of person to marry."

"Just...see the right eye."

"My mother said, let me find someone who can talk less."

Jiang Shuangling: "...Why do you want to talk less?"

"My mother speaks less, and has a stupid mouth. She is an honest person, and she is good to her daughter-in-law and takes care of others."

"Those slick tongues, although they are good at coaxing people and obedient, but they have a lot of hearts and are not necessarily down-to-earth."

"But I thought again, if there is nothing to say, what should I do?"

"Little Jiang, what do you think?"