Years 116

The family has not hired another nanny yet. Because my second sister has now brought her own shop back to start the restaurant business, she named it Ping'an Restaurant.

Children usually go there for dinner. Sometimes they ask the company secretary to arrange someone to help clean.

It's not like a lot of burial, but as the place where the three of you sleep is really not like a home.

I originally planned to buy a big house, but this hasn't been put on the agenda yet?

So it is still a small two-bedroom apartment. Qinghui sometimes lives with him in a large bedroom, and sometimes goes to the folding bed on the balcony to sleep on the folding bed. The balcony is closed with a closed sliding door, which is an independent small space. A bedside table, two rattan chairs and a small round table is enough.

Yao Siyun wandered around inside and outside and looked around here and then asked, "Where is the apron?"

The third brother shook his head and didn't have that thing.

Yuan Yi seemed to have bought the ones she had left before, but he told the children that she was no longer here, and Qingjuan happily threw away all the things that belonged to Yuan Yi.

Probably, it also includes aprons.

Qingjuan was a little cautious: "Why don't I go and buy it."

"Go to do your homework." Yao Siyun glared at her, "I want to go out and play again, right? Let your dad go."

Then the third brother went out.

It’s apron, there’s a grocery store at the entrance of the community. He bought it, then took out Nokia, who was still not broken when the brick hit someone, and called Tong: “…I’ve left the person…” In fact, I don’t need to leave at all. This person didn’t think he was going to leave. It was spring. Seeing that the summer and winter clothes were brought in the luggage, “Where is her family? I’ll come and pick it up quickly. I’ve been here… for a long time, I really can’t explain it clearly…”

Lin Yutong responded, "We are about to rush over there..." No matter what, she had to go back with Shi Ke and Qiao Guohong.

She went home and packed all the things, and then Qiao Guohong's phone call came over: "...The air ticket is gone... If you take the train, it's better to take the plane tomorrow. The time you arrive is the same."

That's true.

When I made an appointment to go out tomorrow, Lin Yutong hung up the phone and snorted softly, which was really a little amused and crying.

What air tickets are gone?

Wherever the Qiao family really wants to go, there are airplanes available at military airports at any time.

We have used this thing as a privilege.

Qiao Guohong was just a little slander and was not in a hurry to go.

There must be someone following Yao Siyun on her side, and she was not panicked when she knew it was okay.

It would be meaningless if you say it thoroughly.

But the third brother over there thought that Tong was coming back soon, and he felt relieved.

Holding an apron, he wandered home slowly.

When I opened the door, I saw my daughter sitting at the dining table with used newspapers on it and the child was lying on it to do homework. I was afraid that the book would be dirty.

The floor at home was already clean and dirty clothes should have been put into the washing machine. He heard the sound of the washing machine turning.

He walked in quietly, leaned his head and asked his daughter in a low voice: "Where is the person?"

Qingjuan grabbed the pen and pointed to the kitchen, and then a sound came from the kitchen: "If you buy it, send it in. I heard the door ringing."

Then the third brother brought the apron in, and found that she put the bowls, chopsticks, plates and other dishes in the pot and was cooking on the fire.

"It seems that it's useless for a long time, so it needs to be disinfected." She took the apron and turned around and went busy.

The third brother didn't know how to answer, so he nodded in ambiguously: "Well, these are all female things. It's good to use them every day, and it's as soon as it is put away." Then he watched others do it, and it wasn't a big deal to rest, so he asked, "What can I do?"

"Peel the onion and garlic." Yao Siyun pointed to the refrigerator, "There are only two things that can be used, make scallion noodles. I think there are braised pork and ham, and I can eat it simply. I will go buy vegetables tomorrow..."

I haven't eaten homemade hand-rolled noodles for a long time. My second sister also has noodles, but either pull noodles or ramen. There is no hand-rolled noodles like this. There is no one sold outside. No one can sell noodles. It is a job that any housewife can do. Therefore, in the local area, there is no market for this kind of noodles, so it is not sold. The noodles sold outside are nothing bad, just a little bit, it is very oily. Especially for meat oil, without some meat sauce, who can eat it?

I haven't eaten the sour soup and chopped green onion noodles for some days.

When the food was served, Qingjuan asked her father: "Aren't you waiting for my brother?"

The third brother quickly looked at Yao Siyun, but saw that she was stunned for a moment, then a little confused flashed, and said naturally: "You eat first, otherwise you will get a dumpling. I'll make it for your brother."

Then go to the kitchen.

The noodles here have not been finished, and the aroma of the kitchen has spread again.

What's so delicious.

Qingjuan lay at the kitchen door and looked inside. The round pancakes were sprinkled with chopped green onions and sesame seeds and shredded ham and pork, and it felt fragrant when you looked at it.

"No." Yao Siyun turned her face and looked at it, and deliberately turned her face: "I will warm you up tomorrow morning as breakfast, and I'll just eat 70% full for dinner. Otherwise, there will be food accumulation."

After dinner, the third brother snatched the work of washing the pot and washing dishes and looked outside from time to time. The woman was checking her daughter's homework, with a serious face, but also whispering softly.

Qingjuan was as obedient as a cat, and his voice couldn't help but slight.

After finishing homework, then taking a shower and going to bed.

Yao Siyun followed her daughter in, and the third child was relieved.

Fortunately, it wasn't the one I slept with me.

He quickly went back to the room, closed the door, and lay down.

I silently recited in my heart: Peace and nothing.

But it was said that Qingjuan fell asleep in such a soft voice for the first time, and before falling asleep, he muttered: "I must have dreamed..." He woke up tomorrow and would definitely have nothing.

Yao Siyun laughed: He actually said something about a child, you gave birth to me, I am your biological mother, where can I go?

The child was asleep, and she turned off the lights.

Then he frowned and looked at the wall clock in the living room. It was already half past nine.

I took a shower, changed into pajamas, found a thick shawl on it, sat quietly on the sand, and looked at the time from time to time.

Qinghui was startled as soon as he entered the door.

Have you walked into the wrong door?

He stood back and was about to say sorry, but when he thought something was wrong, his key could not open other people's door. Moreover, when he entered the door, he put his own brown and red leather shoes, polishing oil for his shoes, only polishing the shoe surface and not the shoe upper. The pair of small ones next to him were the Samsung sneakers that his sister clamored to buy. After only two days of wearing them, the snow-white inner body had changed color.

That's right. This is my own home.

He was about to ask who the other party was, but he saw the man on the sand talking in a low voice, with a low voice but he was afraid to argue for no reason. She said, "I still know how to come back?" Then she raised her hand and pointed at the place of the wall clock, "Don't you look at what time it's now?"

Who is it?

baffling!

Of course I know to come back from my house.

As for when I will come back, do you have any control?

Who are you?

He was accused of being stunned. Before he could argue, he heard the scolding sound again: "Why are you doing stand still? You haven't come in yet!"

Qinghui felt that he couldn't stand there. He changed his shoes and just wanted to know what happened to me and my sister.

After entering the living room, the woman whom I had never seen before stood up, and her voice sounded eased: "Have you eaten?"

Someone chartered a car to the city and didn't have time to eat.

His stomach started to roar at the right time, and then he felt the soft and delicate fingers on his forehead, and his tone was a little disappointed: "You!" She kicked and walked towards the kitchen, and then ordered: "Wash your hands first."

With a familiar tone and intimate care, Qinghui's face is particularly bad.

Is this acting with myself or what?

I knew that my son was unreliable, so I said I would not get married, so I sent away a plague god and took it out to sing and beating, and everything was done.

He suppressed his temper and washed his hands and was already on the table.

A bowl of white rice porridge and a plate of cakes that were steaming.

He walked over and didn't dare to eat it, what if it was poisonous.

I and my sister don’t sleep in the early morning, and people like night owls all went to bed so early?

Not normal!

He didn't dare to act rashly, and just asked tentatively: "Where is my dad and my sister?"

"It's time to go to bed?" Yao Siyun urged him: "Eat quickly."

Can Qinghui believe it?

I pushed open the two bedroom doors, one of whom was sleeping and kicked the quilt to the ground. The other was snoring and whispering, not as if something was wrong.

I was full of doubts in my heart, and I was so angry that I wanted to call myself up and question him. But when I turned my head, I saw the woman entering the small bedroom, and then gently covered the quilt for my sister.

Qingjuan was sleeping in a daze. He looked up and muttered, "Mom, you didn't leave."

"Go to sleep." Yao Siyuan patted, "I am your mother, where can I go?"

Qinghui, who was standing at the door, thought he was hallucinating what he called him?

mom?

Why did you become a mother?
To be continued...