It’s a Stepmother, Not a Sister [70s]

"Your second brother?" Jiang Shuangling was stunned when she heard what he said.

Qi Heng's second brother?

She suddenly remembered that Qi Heng had four brothers, the eldest brother, the third brother, and the fourth brother were all gone, only the second brother Qi Yan was left, and now he is the chief of staff of a division in Yun Province, Qi Yan and The mother lived together, and Qi Yue, the arrogant cub, also lived in the second uncle's house before.

Qi Heng nodded, "My second brother, Qi Yan, he passed by Rongcheng on a business trip."

"Then you must invite the second brother to come and sit at home."

"He came to see the boy Ah Yue."

Qi Heng lifted his hat, "I came to see you too."

Jiang Shuangling: "...I have something good-looking, why can't it be my brother to see my brother."

After saying this, Jiang Shuangling raised her hand and took off the other party's hat, put it on her head with her backhand, and the abrupt braid squeezed out from under the brim of her hat.

Have a lot of hair, and wear a hat securely.

Qi Heng, who was robbed of her hat, was not angry, she glanced at her helplessly, and said obediently: "Okay, then my second brother is here to see me."

"Let's see Xiao Wu."

"By the way, Qi Heng, what is your second brother like? Does he look like you?" Jiang Shuangling was really curious about what the other four brothers looked like, but the other three deceased It's gone, naturally it's hard to bring it up again.

"My second brother..." When he said this, Qi Heng paused.

Still selling off, Jiang Shuangling glared at him, "What happened to your second brother?"

"No, we don't look alike."

"Really? Brothers should have some similarities, just like me and Ache."

Qi Heng closed his eyes and said lightly, "Then they are similar."

Jiang Shuangling: "..." Saying it is the same as not saying it.

It's all like I'm forcing you to say it.

"Then... is your second brother easy to get along with? Does he have the same personality as you?"

Qi Heng: "It's easier to get along with than me, with a different personality."

Jiang Shuangling: "...Honey, I think you are very honest."

—Being better than me?

Compare with myself, it's really... stunned and prosperous.

This world is much easier to get along with than Qi Heng.

—This sentence is the same as it is not said.

Talk to each other all the time.

"Honey?"

"Yes." Jiang Shuangling replied softly, pressed the brim of her hat very heroically, raised her chin and said, "Your dear is here."

"If your second brother comes over, he must be well prepared to entertain him."

"It doesn't take much preparation, he likes wine, just give him two bottles of Captain He's wine."

These words really came from my own brother.

Jiang Shuangling grabbed the sleeves of Qi Heng on both sides and stared into his eyes curiously: "Qi Heng, your brother likes wine, do you really not like wine?"

"Why didn't you call?"

"What's your name? Don't you mean your second brother?"

"Dear..."

Jiang Shuangling: "...Your dear likes to be called by your name."

"Didn't like it."

"You don't like wine or do you like me calling your name?"

"I don't like alcohol, I like to hear your name."

Jiang Shuangling smiled, she looked down at her watch, and found that it was almost noon, "Qi Heng, are you full?"

"If you're hungry, what else can I do for you, do you want pancakes?"

Qi Heng shook his head, "No need, I'll take a half-hour lunch break."

"Then go to bed."

Qi Heng stood up, but instead of entering the room, he took a stool, sat on the stool against the wall and closed his eyes.

Jiang Shuangling moved a small bench and sat at the door of the kitchen to watch him sleep, silently nibbling on a small tomato.

From her point of view, her eyes couldn't help but fall on the other side's very straight nose bridge, and the very beautiful lips underneath.

Of course, she has seen it many times, and she can directly present the picture without fantasy.

He bowed his head and took a bite of the sweet and sour tomato, but when he looked up again, he found that the other party opened his eyes.

"What have you been looking at me for?" Qi Heng didn't sleep after closing his eyes, and he always noticed that a certain gaze fell on him.

But that gaze disappeared just now, so he opened his eyes.

"Then I won't look at you." Realizing that she couldn't sleep while staring at people, Jiang Shuangling had no choice but to turn around with a small bench and eat a small tomato to look outside.

Looking at the back of the woman in front, Qi Heng's lips moved, but he didn't speak, leaning against the wall and continuing to close his eyes.

Jiang Shuangling was eating tomatoes and looked at the watch on her left wrist in a daze, counting the second hand on the watch. After a few minutes, she looked back.

I looked at it seven or eight times like playing a game. When she turned back for the ninth time, she saw two straight legs.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

She looked up.

Qi Heng took off the hat on her head and put it on herself, "I'm leaving."

"Wait." Jiang Shuangling stopped him, helped him put on his hat, tiptoed and kissed his chin, and then pushed the other's shoulder to go out.

"Let's go."

Qi Heng looked back at her with a smile, then continued to walk out.

When the two children came back from school, the brothers dug out a large wooden basin and filled it with water. They played "sea battle" in the basin with the blocks that Qi Heng helped to cut.

Jiang Shuangling found some scrapped drawing paper for them and taught them to fold all kinds of boats.

"Here, look, will it be folded?"

"This is the No. 1 warship of my Great General Qi!"

"This is my best ship!

Jiang Shuangling smirked: "...Pay attention to your little warship, it hit a reef."

The poor paper boat was shaking tremblingly in the water basin, and there were many cube blocks floating in the water, and they would collide from time to time.

In order to satisfy the desires of these two little guys, Jiang Shuangling was quite leisurely, folded the paper boat, specially found bamboo sticks and paste, and inserted a bamboo stick into the so-called On the "Battleship", the bamboo sticks are pasted with "flags", and on the paper flags are also written such as: "Jiang Yi's Battle Ship No. 1" and "Qiyi's Victory".

"I'm going to continue building ships."

"I'm going to give my ship more cannons."

…

The two children happily squatted beside the chair and indulged in the homemade warship, even the water basin next to them was too lazy to care.

It's all about numbers.

After finishing the main body of the warship, let Jiang Shuangling help with the reprocessing, and plant the flag fluttering in the wind.

"I want a big flag."

"I'm going to write the Invincible."

Jiang Shuangling: "...

Jiang Shuangling shook her head, thinking that these two silly boys were really interesting, she couldn't help rubbing her belly, but she didn't know what was going on in her stomach. Won't you play with your brothers and uncles?

Although Jiang Che is an uncle, but in terms of age, he is almost a little brother.

"Mom, why haven't my younger siblings come out yet?" Qi Yue folded a boat, tilted his head and looked at her with wide eyes.

"Can you make him come out sooner?"

Jiang Shuangling helped him plant a small paper flag, "Don't you say there are still many days? You have to be patient as a brother."

"When he comes out, I can give him my warship."

"Okay, then you can make more boats." Jiang Shuangling smiled and touched his head.

Jiang Shuangling has no biological brothers and sisters, nor younger siblings, so she doesn't quite understand what it would be like to have an older brother.

But she felt that Qi Yue should be a good brother.

"Sister, I can also give him a lot of warships."

"You two, one is a good brother and the other is a good uncle." Jiang Shuangling sat at the door to help them raise flags and praised them one by one.

"What about me?" Qi Heng appeared out of nowhere, leaning against the door with his chest folded.

The two children looked back at him, and Jiang Shuangling also looked at him.

He said, "little five brother."

Jiang Che answered in a very understanding way: "Brother-in-law is a good father."

"My father is my father." Qi Yue threw his warship into the water basin, the boat swayed in the water basin, the battle flag with "Qiyi" was flying above, the paper The boat seems to be sailing on the sea, and it can't help but fill people's hearts with pride.

The little guy was very proud and immediately showed off: "Dad, look at the warship I made!"

"And cannons!"

Qi Heng glanced at the place pointed by his son, the trembling paper boat was shaking in the water, the thin bamboo sticks could not support the paper flag on it, as if the next It's like it's going to capsize in seconds.

Qi Heng: "…"

The expression on his face remained the same, and he silently spit out two words:

"White flag."

Jiang Shuangling: "!…

The "battleship" is made of white paper, and it is naturally... a white flag.

Is there any words on it? ? ?

"You read the words above! Jun Junjun

Qi Heng: "…"

No matter how powerful his eyes were, he couldn't see what was written on the little white flag on the little white boat.

"Mom, I don't want the white flag anymore."

"Sister, I don't want the white flag anymore."

Jiang Shuangling: "...Let your father and brother-in-law help you dye it later."

She stood up and glared at the man several times, so pay attention to wait for you to dye it yourself.

"Where's the steamed bun? Where's the steamed bun? Are you ready? I'll check."

Qi Heng nodded.

Yes, he was cooking tonight, and their family ate steamed buns and steamed buns. As the saying goes, wherever they fell, they would get up. Jiang Shuangling asked him to practice steamed buns.

Of course... In order not to let the two children suffer, the process of kneading and fermenting and preparing stuffing was supervised by Comrade Xiao Jiang.

"You remember the ratio."

After Jiang Shuangling heard that he had made the steamed buns and steamed buns, she was suspicious: "Are you sure you made the size I asked for?"

She asked the other party to make small buns and small steamed buns the size of two children's fists.

Qi Heng nodded.

"I'll go in and see."

Jiang Shuangling turned around and was about to go to the kitchen. When the two children heard what she said, the warships were no longer needed. They hurriedly followed Xiao Jiang to the kitchen to review Comrade Qi Heng's victory.

After all, even for four or five-year-old children, food is the most important thing for the people.

When I entered the kitchen, I smelled the aroma of the stuffing, because I didn't buy pork today, and the stuffing for the steamed buns was chives, shredded carrots and bean sprouts.

The bean sprouts were sent out when Jiang Shuangling had nothing to do, and the leeks were transplanted from Mr. Yao more than two months ago. These green onions and leeks have now settled down happily in their yard .

One crop and another crop.

You can often fry leeks to eat on weekdays.

The steamed buns made by Qi Heng were neatly arranged in rows in the steamer. On the surface, there was no problem, Jiang Shuangling couldn't help but feel relieved.

Should be... edible?

Jiang Shuangling blinked, and the two little guys also tiptoed to look into the steamer curiously. Jiang Shuangling gave the two little guys a reassuring look, put a few steamers on the pot and started steaming the buns , and then went to wash his hands, dry them with a white towel, and prepare to make steamed buns.

She asked Qi Heng to leave her a small dough earlier.

Under the eyes of the two children, she made a dozen or so small fried buns, which were still filled with shredded leeks, carrots and bean sprouts.

She fry the little buns first, let a few children relieve their cravings, and by the way, also relieve their cravings, and also quench their cravings for a certain man. .

It's still a bun.

In order to avoid being too vegetarian, Jiang Shuangling still fried a bacon, eggplant and scrambled eggs with chives to eat with steamed buns.

The family is eating happily.

Jiang Shuangling opened a bun, and the aroma of leeks and carrots immediately hit the nostrils. The filling was not soft yet, and when chewed, it had a bit of crunchy texture, and the taste was very good. The skin is also fine.

"Is today's steamed buns delicious?"

Qi Heng did not speak, two mouthfuls of one bun.

The two little guys Qi Yue and Jiang Che are very generous:

"Delicious."

"Delicious."

At least not.

Of course, it would be even better if it had minced meat.

"Give Comrade Qi Heng more opportunities to show his skills in the future."

Considering that Qi Heng and his second brother were coming over, Jiang Shuangling asked someone to help buy a chicken, raise it at home first, and kill the chicken when someone came.

By the way, she can also replenish her body.

Put the chicken in the coop.

"Sister-in-law, this chicken is good and tastes absolutely good."

"Xiao Zhang, thank you, wait a minute, come here, I'll send you two buns."

"Baozi? No need for my sister-in-law... Our battalion commander..."

"It's okay, take it, it's the bun made by your battalion commander."

Xiao Zhang: "????!

Their battalion commander can actually make buns? ? ? !

.

I thought of the face of their battalion commander, and looked at the tender and warm buns in their hands.

Xiao Zhang swallowed.

—He has to take it back and offer it.

Xiao Zhang walked away with the bun in his arms as if he had invited a Buddha. Jiang Shuangling took a warm bun again and took a bite in her hand, thinking of Xiao Zhang's expression just now, She couldn't help but want to laugh.

Are the buns made by Qi Heng so rare?

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

It's actually quite rare.

"Little Jiang, you just bought a chicken back?" Wang Xueshu next door heard the movement next door, the big rooster brought by Xiao Zhang croaked too loudly, better than the ones raised in the whole hospital. Chickens are loud.

"What? Are you going to make up your body?"

Wang Xueshu was a little curious. She also planned to buy a chicken to make up for her body. In addition, she also wanted to raise a few chickens.

Now that all her vegetables are grown, chickens and ducks can’t be missing. It’s best to raise a few rabbits.

"No, I'll wait for Qi Heng's second brother to come over in a few days. I'm going to buy a chicken."

"Then you're too early to prepare."

"Buy it back and raise it first, not sure when it will be."

Wang Xueshu murmured, "Qi Heng is his second brother?"

"What? You know?"

"I think someone said it."

"What is it like? Does it look like Qi Heng? I've never met his brother."

"It's okay, there are always some similarities. It is said that the brothers of their Qi family are tall and handsome." Wang Xueshu has never seen Qi Yan, but I heard people say about him name.

Jiang Shuangling nodded thoughtfully, "Is that so..."

"You don't have to worry about it, if you have a son who looks like your father, it's a good thing, if you have a daughter who looks like your father, this appearance is absolutely the same, and anyone who wants to beg Expel family members from the hospital."

"I want to book in advance."

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

She doesn't plan to give her child a baby kiss. When she grows up, whoever the child likes will be whoever she likes. As a parent, don't mess with the mandarin ducks.

"Why should the child look like him, can't he look like me?" Even so, Jiang Shuangling seems to want a daughter who looks like Qi Heng.

Because she looks like her own son, she is almost like Jiang Che, she looks like her own daughter, it is better for her to look in the mirror, but she looks like Qi Heng's daughter...

This is the most imaginative.

She just wanted to know what kind of daughter who looks like Qi Heng.

Wang Xueshu burst out laughing and said jokingly: "It's better to be like you."

"Sister Xueshu, you don't have to worry, the child will look like you or the head of He."

Wang Xueshu covered her head and hurt her nerves, and said what she was worried about: "No, I'm about to die of worry now, if I have a daughter who looks like Lao He, I'm afraid I'll be sorry for my daughter …”

“How will I explain to my daughter in the future?”

"I heard from my sister that daughters tend to look like fathers."

He Tuanchang is not ugly, but if his daughter looks like him, compared with Wang Xueshu, who is a beauty, then...

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

"This is... a very small chance."

Schrödinger's Possibilities.

"Sister Xueshu, don't think about it when you are pregnant with a child, think in a better direction, maybe the child will grow up in the most beautiful place for both of you and your wife."

Wang Xueshu: "Now I only dare to think in the wrong direction, lest the child be born and the gap between the front and the back is too big."

"Let me accept the worst case first, maybe there will be surprises when the child is born?" Wang Xueshu was afraid that her expectations would be in vain, so she simply stopped dreaming.

Jiang Shuangling: "...very clever way."

"Then I also think about the places I don't want to accept."

Wang Xueshu was curious: "What do you want the most?"

"I just said it casually, in fact, the child is fine no matter what." Jiang Shuangling pursed her lips and kept her mouth shut.

She was very flustered and gave birth to a boy exactly like Qi Heng, still the same style, expressionless and taciturn...

But think about what the reduced version of Qi Heng called her "Mom" with a cold bun face.

…

"Forget it, forget it, the child hasn't been born yet, don't think too much about it."

"Mom, I have a big bag and a small bag. I have a lot of stuff." There were so many things, Qi Yan sighed as he looked at the packs next to his legs.

His mother raised her eyebrows and said in a long tone: "What? How long have you not been exercising? Can't even get this thing?"

"I can take it...but this way...I don't want to lose face??" Qi Yan didn't care about the weight, but the size of these things.

"What kind of face do you have? Your face has your brother, your sister-in-law, and your nephew?"

"There are so many things, it's better to send them directly."

"You only have the intention to take it directly, how can it be mailed."

"I called Mr. Yao, and she said that your sister-in-law was pregnant recently. I prepared something for her to make up for her body. You can bring it to her."

"And these are for the child A Yue, this is for your younger brother and her younger brother..."

Qi Yan was surprised: "Is there a younger brother and sister?"

"Oh yes, I almost forgot, and I didn't take out one more."

Qi Yan thought she was going to suffer, so she could only watch her mother run back to get something, and when she came over with a big bag of things, the son didn't dare to talk nonsense with his mother any more. Something just ran away.

Thanks to him exercising regularly, otherwise ordinary people really can't carry so many things.

"Mom, I'm leaving, I don't need to send it anymore." After a while, he added a few more bags.

"Hey! ∧ Fructus. I'm not in a hurry, it's not too early, why are you running so fast? She jumped away like a rabbit, leaving Zhao Yinghua to stomp on the spot alone, and she shouted from behind, "You must remember to call me when you see your brother and sister-in-law. "

"Go and see how my eldest grandson is doing! …

After many twists and turns along the way, everyone fell apart, and finally arrived at Rongcheng.

It happened to be noon when he arrived. Jiang Shuangling was waiting for Qi Heng to come back while drawing. She glanced at her watch. Not coming back.

These days, the other party is coming back every three or five at noon. Although there is not much time to get along, and there is still tossing, but Jiang Shuangling is very much looking forward to seeing each other at noon.

It would be nice to see him taking a nap.

Whether the other party will come back at noon is like drawing a prize, it's a small surprise.

She put down the painting in her hand, let go of her wrist, and suddenly heard a movement outside the yard, Jiang Shuangling was overjoyed, she thought it was Qi Heng coming back, but after she went out, she found someone standing outside the yard door It was the watchman and an unfamiliar tall man.

"This is the home of Qiying Chief."