It’s a Stepmother, Not a Sister [70s]

, I also sewed a little golden pig on it, and now I just wear it for my pig baby.

Little pink arms like lotus root, soft baby buttocks, wearing a red apron with ribbons tied at the back, not to mention how cute.

Jiang Shuangling couldn't help pinching the little cub's soft buttocks, as if touching a cotton candy, and the hand felt very good, "Qi Heng, after the cub put on the small apron, do you feel like changing it for your son? Feeling better in diapers?!"

Qi Heng: "…"

There is no trouble inside.

"Would you like to try it yourself?"

Jiang Shuangling shook her head, "Brother, you are here now, of course you should come and enhance the relationship between father and son."

Although Piggy is cute, he draws maps at any time or place, or leaves a water mark on his father's knee, or smiles and gives his parents a lump of gold yellow.

A gift from the cub.

Let my dad take it.

Jiang Shuangling found it a little melancholy at the moment, when she was just born, she guessed that the little piglet looked like Qi Heng. , her cub actually looks like Qi Heng.

Of course, not everyone thinks Piggy looks like Qi Heng.

At least in the eyes of many children, this is the case.

Qi Yue: "My brother looks like me!

Jiang Che: "My nephew really looks like Qi Er."

Although the uncle Jiang Che thinks that the child should be like a sister, but this cub really looks like Qi Dali.

Zhu Mingming, who came to visit, stared at the little boy in the swaddle, and then looked at Qi Yue, and said in shock: "Qi Dali, your brother looks like you∷ Will you be called Qi Xiaoli in the future? ?"

The kid Niu Jiadong was very puzzled: "Why does your brother look so much like you!"

Qi Yue was extraordinarily proud and said proudly: "Of course my brother looks the most like me!"

Jiang Shuangling laughed and added in her heart:

Your dad looks a lot like you too.

"Mom, when can he call me brother."

"This question has been asked many times. My brother can't speak yet, but you can teach him to call him brother with a rattle."

"It depends on how hard you little teacher is, give him a few minutes of lessons every day, and he will call you only after he has learned it."

"Sister, can I teach him to call him uncle too?"

"Sure."

The two children Jiang Che and Qi Yue listened to Jiang Shuangling's words and decisively acted as little teachers. …”

"Uncle, uncle, uncle, uncle..."

…

The rattle in his hand was rattling, attracting the little boy's attention, listening to his brother and uncle teasing him, the little guy hummed and hummed indiscriminately. syllables of the name.

Qi Yue's mentality is a little broken, "He can't learn it so simple."

Jiang Che spoke to his little nephew: "Because he is still young."

Jiang Shuangling nodded: "Yes, you must have perseverance."

Jiang Shuangling originally thought that these two little cubs were just impulsive, but I didn't expect these two people to surround the little cub every day and teach him to call him brother and uncle, and it will soon become a regular routine.

"Brother, call me brother, call me brother!"

"Call it uncle! Call it uncle!"

"I want to hear my nephew call me uncle first!" Jiang Che's eyes glowed like stars.

Qi Yue said excitedly: "I want to hear my brother call me brother, he has to call my brother first!"

…

Although the little guy can't understand their brother, brother, uncle, and nephew, someone talks to him in his ear, and the little boy dances with joy.

Forget it, Jiang Shuangling also found that Qi Heng was secretly holding the child in the corner in the middle of the night and coaxing him to call him Dad.

I guess I also want to compete for the first spot.

"Dad?"

Cub: "…"

Want to sleep…

The cub's grandma is also, taking the opportunity to hold the child, and coaxing: "My dear, call it grandma, call it grandma."

This, this, this... The child is not even a full moon, not even a small white tooth, so he can't speak, and now everyone is starting to teach their children to speak.

Jiang Shuangling: "!…

No way!

I want my kids to call me mom too!

Maybe it's the herd effect, maybe it's blind conformity, under the influence of such an environment, Jiang Shuangling also began to hold the child secretly and taught him to call him mother, especially when breastfeeding, first teach a few words , and then feed the little piggy.

However, this will make him a little restless, so he can only teach and feed.

"Cub, call mom first after you wait."

It all depends on everyone's ability.

Jiang Shuangling felt that this was too convoluted.

Xue Li specially came to visit their house once, when she saw the baby cub, she couldn't be excited, "Jiang Mei, your baby is really cute.

"This child has inherited the advantages of his parents and will definitely look handsome in the future

Jiang Shuangling looked at the cub's face, but she was not worried that the cub would be ugly in the future, after all, the appearance of his father and brother was still there.

Xue Li: "Ah, ah, looking at your children, I'm thinking..."

"What are you thinking? If you want a child, you should find someone you like earlier?"

"...I can let the protagonist have children in the story." Xue Li thinks this is probably the benefit of being a writer.

"Little Jiang, what are you?"

"Oh, that's the chat record between me and the old king next door." Jiang Shuangling communicated with the old king next door for a lot of time, and also left many chat records in the 1970s, which are still paper tapes The kind with emojis.

What she left here is all the sharp literature of Comrade Lao Wang next door.

Both Morse Code and Twisted Emoji.

Jiang Shuangling didn't mind Xue Li taking a look at their chat records, of course, provided that Xue Li could understand Comrade Lao Wang's encrypted notes.

Xue Li took a few glances, and she fell silent.

“…”

After a while, she said, "Sister Wang's paintings are not bad?!"

Cannot recognize the words, she can only praise the painting of the old king next door, which is the accompanying emoji.

"This kind of correspondence is really fun, Jiang Mei, I'll write you one in a few days."

At this time, Qi Heng suddenly walked in, and at the same time brought in a subtle cold wind.

Xue Li was stunned, and exaggeratedly said: "Xiao Jiang, Xiao Jiang, Comrade Xiao Jiang..."

"Long time no see, Comrade Jiang, let's shake hands."

Jiang Shuangling: "…Comrade Xue."

"Brother, what's the matter with you?"

Qi Heng hugged her chest and looked at her, and suddenly a word popped up: "Socialist sisterhood?"

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

Women also eat vinegar, eating is a bowl of rice, and being jealous is also a bowl of vinegar, even if they are called Jiang Mei.

Xue Li: "Comrade Xiao Jiang, we are good sisters under the blue sky of socialism."

"Wait when I get back and write to you!"

After Xue Li left, Qi Heng walked to Jiang Shuangling's side and asked her to help draw a few stamps.

"I'll write to you too."

Jiang Shuangling was a little unlovable, so she said coolly: "Then write it."

Her QQ friends in the 1970s seem to be more and more, and even the signal tower has to practice to be her friend.

Qi Heng wrote a letter to her in a dignified manner, adding envelopes and stamps, that's fine, this dog man actually learned to draw emoticons in the letter, drawing still have to...

She has a very distorted face.

Jiang Shuangling tugged at the man's sleeve, "Don't you think your painting is too abstract?"

Qi Heng was in a good mood, he lowered his head and kissed her face, "Like Jiang Mei."

Jiang Shuangling was bulging like a ghost.

Draw her so ugly!

Jiang Shuangling drew two sets of emojis at one go, one for Qi Heng and one for herself, this is great, the two communicate with each other, and Qi Heng's emoji can also be taken out used.

She gave Qi Heng these two sets of emoticons, and asked him to practice more if he had nothing to do.

"Otherwise, Jiang Mei will return the letter if she fails to meet the requirements."

Qi Heng frowned and nodded helplessly.

Jiang Shuangling snickered, patted his shoulder, and encouraged: "Brother, come on."

Too many letters are also a hassle, Jiang Shuangling asked Qi Heng to make a small wooden box for herself, which will be used to save and collect letters between them in the future.

Sometimes she wonders if she will read these letters when she is old, will she feel that she is really stupid when she is young.

The little pig in their family grows up day by day, and the matter of naming has become a major problem.

What is the name of the little boy?

No baby, little Fuwa, little guy, little brat, little pig treasure, piggy piggy, pig tail... that's called him.

"The child needs a big name!"

"The last name is Qi, what is the name of Qi?"

The two children Jiang Che and Qi Yue are very enthusiastic and active, "Big name? What kind of big name?!"

"Is it a big name like Jiang Che and Qi Yue?"

"That's right, Jiang Che and Qi Yue are both of your first names. Outsiders call you that, and your homework booklet also writes your name like this."

Qi Yue tilted his head: "Brother also wants a name?"

Jiang Che: "I must have a name!"

The two children Jiang Che and Qi Yue chatted secretly for a while, and reached a harmony among the little comrades. They walked up to Jiang Shuangling and said solemnly: "Mom (Sister) , in the future my younger brother (nephew) will be called Qi Yi."

This is a name with the deepest care and expectation of my brother and uncle.

This is also the dream name of Comrade Qi Yuexiao once, and now he feels that he will give this dream name to his younger brother.

If Xiaozhubao is really called Qiyi, then when he starts to practice calligraphy, he will probably thank his brother and uncle for the name...

Jiang Shuangling: "...his real name is Qi Yi, so what is your name, Comrade Ah Yue?"

Jiang Che said enthusiastically: "He's Qi Er!"

Jiang Shuangling: "Pfft—"

She pinched the claws of the baby in the swaddle, thinking that this little guy is going to be the same.

Comrade Qi Yuexiao felt that something was wrong and insisted: "I am the boss of Qi."

Jiang Shuangling patted the two little guys on the shoulders, "You have to think more about the child's name, don't be lazy."

Jiang Che: "…"

Qi Yue: "…"

That's fine too.

Think again.

“How about Qi Tiger?”

Jiang Shuangling laughed with a stomachache, riding a tiger? "Isn't it better to call Qi aeroplane?"

"Ride a leopard."

"The Lions."

…

There is an animal world on this side of the child.

Sister-in-law Song, who came to visit her, saw Jiang Shuangling was distressed about naming her child, so she gave her an idea.

"Your lover's surname is Qi, and your name is Jiang Shuangling. Otherwise, I think young people nowadays like to choose names like this, or they should be called Qi Ailing, do you think it's true? Hey, it's not right, This is a girl's name, little Jiang, you should keep it for your future daughter."

Qi Ailing? !

Jiang Shuangling's mouth twitched: "…"

There is something strange about this strange name, and I can't tell the feeling. At first glance, there is nothing wrong, but it is a little awkward. Not to mention that my son cannot be called Qi Ailing, even if it is a daughter, No, no, daughters don't wear this name either.

"If you don't want to be called Qi Ailing, you can still love Qi Aishuang."

"The eldest daughter Qi Ailing, the youngest daughter Qi Aishuang."

"By the way, there is also Qi Aijiang."

"Boys can love Jiang, or they can be changed to Jiang's territory, love Jiang, Qi Ai Jiang, Jiang Shui Jiang seems to be good, love Jiang?!"

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

She doesn't want to fall in love.

Don't worry about Qi Ailing, still love Jiang? A taste of ginger.

Jiang Shuangling covered her forehead, but fortunately her surname is not Suan, Qi Aizuan is even more terrifying.

Sister Song wondered: "Don't you young people like this?"

Jiang Shuangling: "Sister Song, let me think again..."

"Sister-in-law, when you go out, you can go to the head of He Tuan's house next door to come up with ideas. Sister Xueshu's age probably likes this method of naming."

"He Aiwang? He Aixue? He Aishu? Tsk tsk, it all sounds pretty good."

Sister Song was shocked, "You said it well, I'll go next door to see."

…

Send Sister Song away to the old king next door, Jiang Shuangling laughed alone for a while, grabbed her son's claws, and teased: "Would you like to name you Qi Aiwai?"

Name him Cry, maybe this kid doesn't cry, at least now Xiao Zhu Bao has the same virtue as his father and brother, and doesn't cry at all.

“…Forget it, still not.”

"Don't you cry?"

"If you really want to tell Qi not to cry, the child may cry in the future..."

She was talking to herself here, and Zhao Yinghua, who was outside the door, came in, "Little Jiang, what are you talking about?"

"Name, name the child."

Zhao Yinghua sighed, "It's the most troublesome to name the child, Xiaowu still asks others to help with the name."

"Mom, how did the second brother and the second sister-in-law choose the name for the child?" Jiang Shuangling remembered that the child's name was not bad.

"They, one surnamed Qi and the other Cheng, the children are called Qi Cheng and Xiao Cheng Cheng."

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

"You and Xiaowu can do the same, one surnamed Qi, the other Jiang, the child's name is Qi Jiang? The child's grandmother has no opinion." Zhao Yinghua thinks this name is also very good.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

I still have Meng Jiang...

Jiang Shuangling wrote a letter to ask about the name of the next Pharaoh. Maybe the couple is also having a headache over the child's name. Who knows that the Pharaoh next door will reply to her, saying that the child's name has been given away. The name is given.

Call…

He Junsheng!

Wang Xueshu: It means "as handsome as the child born to my beautiful mother".

Wang Xueshu: Little Jiang, not only did I help my son come up with a name, I also left a name for you. It happens that the two children were born at the same time, and we are neighbors, so let’s take a similar brother name.

When Jiang Shuangling saw this, her vigilance rose to the highest level, and she continued to read.

Wang Xueshu: Qi Meisheng! …

Wang Xueshu: How about Qi Meisheng? ? ! : Looking at the child born by the little girl Jiang, you are still studying art, Meisheng!

Wang Xueshu: Meisheng and our Junsheng are a pair!

…

He Junsheng? Qi Meisheng? !

After reading it, Jiang Shuangling murmured, "Qi Meisheng? Why don't I fight next door?!"

She is really unable to complain about the naming level of the old king next door.

"What?" Qi Heng walked over to her and sat down, hugged her from behind, and when he first came in, he heard Jiang Shuangling talking to herself.

Jiang Shuangling hugged her man back and said solemnly: "Qi Heng, I'm going to fight next door."

She named my son Qi Meisheng...

"I'll help you."

Jiang Shuangling: "?????!> Magpie, come back! ∥揖paint a joke!"

Jiang Shuangling stopped the people, and she was exhausted. What if Qi Heng really ran over and fought. Of course, she would definitely win, but... no, no, no need.

I'm so tired, surrounded by unreliable people, the child's name is still uncertain.

Should I turn over a dictionary?

"Qi Heng, what's the name of our child? Have you thought about the name of the child?"

Qi Heng hugged her, picked up her left hand, and wrote a word in her palm.

"Qi Hui."

Jiang Shuangling leaned on the man's chest, "Hui? It sounds very warm."

Qi Hui, the little sun born in winter.

"Well." Qi Heng buried his head in her neck and said in a low voice, "Just like you."

Jiang Shuangling smiled, she pressed her hand to Qi Heng's face, obviously your wife and my little hands are cold on weekdays.

"Then Qi Hui."

Dad is a little more reliable.

Qi Hui, Xiao Huihui? Little gray? !

…

The child's name has finally been decided, but Jiang Che and Qi Yue counted Qi Hui's strokes and felt...

In the end, they felt that Huizi was quite easy to write, except that the strokes were a little more, but they were all horizontal, and there was no strange bend.

Qi Yue feels so envious of himself. Of all the people, the most difficult name to write is him.

"Let me call Qi Yi."

The confinement was born, Jiang Shuangling took a petal bath with a sense of ritual, and spent a lot of hot water to make herself fragrant. After going out, she drank a glass of honey water and sat down. Make a fire by the firewood in the room.

There are small gray diapers and small clothes next to it, surrounded by these small clothes and small diapers, it is really unique.

The cub slept happily in the cot.

When Qi Heng came over, Jiang Shuangling took the initiative to stretch out her hand and let her wrist wipe the tip of her nose, "Is it fragrant? Is it fragrant?"

"Brother, you have to endure." Jiang Shuangling tilted her head and kissed the man's cheek, waiting for the other side to recover.

Actually, she also thinks a little about him... Qi Heng's chest muscles and abdominal muscles feel super good after winter, and they have a little more flesh than in summer... However, recently, She didn't even dare to touch it.

The man took her into his arms.

Jiang Shuangling felt that her posture was wrong, "???!

"You put me down!

"Don't hug your woman like a child!"

Jiang Shuangling fixed the collar and covered the red dots below, so as not to be seen by children, so as not to explain where the annoying mosquitoes come from in the winter...

To celebrate, she plans to cook a meal for the children, "Let's make dumplings at night, let's eat dumplings!

Her proposal was unanimously approved.

Jiang Shuangling took the other three in the family and made two hundred dumplings together. Of course, Qi Yue and Jiang Che came to make soy sauce and made two big dumplings. Heng's dumplings are still in good shape, Zhao Yinghua's dumplings are also good, and the little piglets at home are babbling with their eyes open.

After making dumplings for a while, Jiang Che and Qi Yue went to play with the children.

"Brother, call me brother."

"Uncle..."

"Uncle is the best!

"Brother is the best!

…

Jiang Shuangling wanted to make a splash. Zhao Yinghua gave her ten small copper coins that she had treasured for a long time, so Jiang Shuangling boiled and sterilized the ten small copper coins in boiling water and wrapped them in dumplings.

“Look whoever eats more copper money dumplings tonight is a little lucky star.”

When it was time to eat dumplings at night, several people were sitting at the dinner table, waiting for the dumplings to come and draw the lottery.

Jiang Shuangling felt that her luck was not bad, she would definitely be able to eat a few coins, she reminded several comrades around: "Be careful when you eat, don't break your teeth. "

Qi Yue and Jiang Che nodded excitedly.

Children also want to eat small coins.

Although the taste of eating small copper coins is definitely not good, but... it may be an interesting thing to be able to eat small copper coins.

Jiang Shuangling packed herself a bowl of dumplings, but found that she ate more than half of the bowl, and she was stunned that she didn't eat a single penny.

Even one-twentieth, there should be one, right?

Why none? !

Who knew Qi Heng next to her, frowning and spitting out seven small copper coins, Jiang Shuangling, Jiang Che, Qi Yue, and Zhao Yinghua at the dinner table were all dumbfounded.

Jiang Shuangling: "!..." I want to call you Qi Jinjin!

Qi Yue: "Qi Jin Jin!

Jiang Che: "Qi Jin Jin!

Zhao Yinghua: "Qi... Jin Jin?"

Qi Heng: "…"

"Today's lucky star is Comrade Qi Jinjin, everyone remember to touch him after dinner later, there will be a lot of good things in our family this year."

"Let's compare again next year to see who is the new little lucky star."

Two children applaud.

Qi Heng: "…"

Zhao Yinghua: "...I don't think it's right."

Xiao Wu can spit out so many small coins because most of the dumplings are eaten by him...

Qi Heng: "…Can I not participate?"

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

Qi Heng eats dumplings and is afraid that he will have a psychological shadow.

A steel room.

"Next year let's wrap it in something else."