MTL - It’s a Stepmother, Not a Sister [70s]-Chapter 91 gave birth

When Zhao Yinghua saw her youngest son wearing that sweater, Ms. Zhao, who felt that she was used to seeing the wind and waves for decades, still showed a look of "see you in a long time".

He froze there, unable to regain his senses for a long time.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

Qi Heng: "…"

Zhao Yinghua opened her mouth and couldn't bear to look at her son, "Who came up with this dress?"

The tattered sweater was worn on Qi Heng's body, not because the clothes were ugly, but because the style of painting was seriously inconsistent.

Look more for internal injuries.

Unless one day my son puts on a small skirt in front of her, no other stimulation can compare to this one.

Qi Heng: "Jiang Mei."

"I know that your sister Jiang knitted for you, you are her man, and other men have it. She only gave you one because she had you in her heart."

Zhao Yinghua helped her daughter-in-law to speak, thinking that although it was not suitable, it was also the little daughter-in-law's intention.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

No Mom, it's not like that!

Qi Heng: "…"

Qi Heng silently turned his head to Jiang Shuangling: "You have me in your heart?"

Jiang Shuangling glared at him, "I knitted several pieces for you one stitch and one thread."

She thought you were the biggest debt collector in the family, and forced her to ask for a tattered sweater.

Qi Heng smiled at her, a pair of peach blossom eyes curved into two small crescents, and the curvature of the silkworm lying underneath was particularly beautiful.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

It's better not to laugh, now she has learned to use laughter to coax her.

But this dog man is really **** good looking when he smiles.

Zhao Yinghua saw her son's smile and felt that her "see you in a long time" expression was too early.

After living for a long time, she can see everything, and her youngest son can still smile so tenderly.

This trip was not in vain.

Zhao Yinghua closed her eyes and smiled, thanking the person who came up with the style of this sweater in her heart, "Who the **** came up with this sweater first? I really have to thank her..."

If it wasn't for that person, she wouldn't be able to see these scenes today.

Jiang Shuangling said silently: "Mom, it's me, no no no, it's Sister Xueshu next door."

Jiang Shuangling bravely admitted that she was one of the initiators of the tattered sweater. It is not a secret if she does not admit it. This is not a secret at all.

There is no point in hiding it.

Zhao Yinghua: "!?"

"This is actually a misunderstanding..."

This is a story about the old king next door hurting me.

"Anyway, that's it..."

Zhao Yinghua couldn't help laughing and laughing: "...I have lived for decades, and today is really an eye-opener."

My son and daughter-in-law are very talented!

It's snowing.

The first snow in Rongcheng.

The yard was covered with a layer of white snow. When she went out in the morning, Qi Heng swept the snow at the door of the house. Zhao Yinghua told Jiang Shuangling not to go out. fell.

The weather is freezing cold, and the ice is easy to slip.

"Well, Mom, I'm not going out, so be careful." Jiang Shuangling stood at the door of the house and looked out, her words were filled with white air.

It's too cold.

With a snow-white rabbit fur hat on her head, Jiang Shuangling was holding a water bottle with boiling water in her hands. When the wind from outside the door blew in, she couldn't help shrinking her neck.

"You go in and rest." Zhao Yinghua went to pinch some green vegetables covered with snow.

"Wow! Wow! So much snow!

"Ah ah ah ∠lu笱┝.

"It's snowing outside!

…

Jiang Che and Qi Yue rarely saw such a big snow, so they excitedly ran out of the house to play in the snow. These two small stoves were not afraid of the cold at all, and Qi Yue deliberately went into the snow After rolling in a circle, all the fine white snow on the clothes.

"Jiang Er Jiang Er, the snow is so deep here."

"Qi Er!

"Are you coming for a snowball fight?" Qi Yue smashed a snowball and hit Jiang Che's ass.

"Qi Er, how are you!"

…

Jiang Shuangling held her stomach with one hand and looked at the two boys outside by the window. She only thought that these two were actors from a circus.

"The energy of the little ones is really strong."

Zhao Yinghua shook her head with a smile and said with emotion: "Isn't it true, especially this boy, who is solid, just let them go."

The two babies played snowball fights outside and attracted the onlookers of other children. Zhu Mingming and Niu Jiadong also participated. The white snowballs flew overhead, and the passing adults were accidentally injured several times.

" Hit hit!

"Qi Er Qi Er, you come here, you and I are in the same team." Jiang Che has learned to form gangs in advance, so let's put the powerful ones on his side first.

"Jiang Er, don't worry, Mr. Qi will protect you."

Jiang Che: "...I'm your uncle."

Zhu Mingming interjected: "I also want to be with Boss Qi."

Niu Jiadong: "Then I'll be with Boss Qi too."

The third son of the Song family: "What about us?"

Zhu Mingming: "A few brothers and sisters in your family are together."

Song Family Xiaowu: "But I also want to be with Boss Qi."

…

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

Their cubs are quite powerful, and everyone is robbing them.

Jiang Shuangling stayed by the window and watched with relish, these children were too fun, she wanted to run out to play snowball fights, but she can't go out now, let alone play snowball fights, she can only wait for the discharge After getting the goods, you can go to the snow to have fun.

He, who was next door, came back, dropped a few snowballs and ran away. Several children found him and chased him and smashed snowballs.

"Song Laosan, stop chasing."

"Let's fight the boss together."

Although Qiyue is small, he has a lot of strength and eyesight. He can hit a snowball fight. The Song brothers, who are several years older than him, are covered in snow by him. foam.

"It's too much, brothers smash him!

The crowd was so excited.

Jiang Che, Zhu Mingming, Niu Jiadong: "..." We are not on the same team with him.

Jiang Shuangling: "..." Cub, run away!

While thinking so, she picked up a piece of dried sweet potato and bit it, and continued to check the battle situation outside.

Zhao Yinghua sat by the small fire and watched her little daughter-in-law with relish. The little Jiang was really interesting to her, and it was no wonder that her cold-spoken and old-fashioned son liked it on her.

Just eating dried sweet potatoes, that face can put on a show.

As expected of the artist who came up with...that sweater.

This snowball fight lasted for more than a day and finally ended. Their yard was a mess, but luckily it ended before Qi Heng came back.

After Qi Heng came back, he took the two culprits and cleaned the yard, and built a snowman with a shovel.

Jiang Shuangling kindly sponsored carrot slices in the room, added bricks to the snowman, and put on the nose and eyes.

"Brother, can you help me build a little golden pig?"

Qi Yue widened his eyes and said happily, "I also want to see the little golden pig."

Jiang Che: "Pig?"

Qi Heng: "Snow is white."

Jiang Shuangling: "...just a pig."

This year is the Year of the Pig.

Jiang Shuangling thought so as she looked at the pig brother who had swallowed her twenty-four little golden pigs.

You don't build a pig.

Qi Heng: "...Okay."

After Jiang Shuangling sponsored carrots, she also sponsored a broom, added hands and feet to the snowman, and hung a bamboo basket on the broom.

Qi Heng built a little snow pig next to him.

It is the enlarged version of the little golden pigs made by Jiang Shuangling at the beginning. Qi Heng's craftsmanship is very good. He may have eaten twenty pigs. He also remembers the images of these pigs clearly. The little snow pig has a similar appearance.

The next day, Qi Yue and proudly led several children from the family home to visit the "Little Snow Pig" at home.

This small team is like a leader inspection.

Zhu Mingming and Niu Jiadong opened their mouths: "Wow!

"Like a pig."

"It looks like it!

"What a lovely pig!

Qi Yue nodded and said proudly, "My father did it."

Jiang Che: "My brother-in-law did it."

"It was made by my elder sister and brother-in-law!

Zhu Mingming and Niu Jiadong: "Wow wow wow!

Jiang Shuangling was still standing by the window, "…"

Is there anything to be proud of?

What's so surprising? !

She no longer understands the world of children.

The delivery period was getting closer and closer, Wang Xueshu's sister came to the family home, Jiang Shuangling saw her sister, she was a little shorter than Wang Xueshu, with darker skin, although not so beautiful, but also long It's good, the two sisters have the same hot personality.

Wang Xueshu's sister is called Wang Xueying, "I'm here to serve you for confinement, I need money! I want money! [Locust Wilderness, I'm willing to come?!"

Wang Xueshu: "You persuaded me to have a baby, and now you want my money, are you still my sister?"

Wang Xueying: "If you weren't my sister, I wouldn't come if you gave me money."

"You little ancestor, you don't want to wait for money."

Wang Xueshu: "If I double the money, can you call me little ancestor every day?"

Wang Xueying: "You can dream, you don't want to lose your life."

"If you double it five times, I will promise you."

Wang Xueshu: “…”

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

He, who was passing by, interjected: "Daughter-in-law, I don't want your money, I call you little ancestor every day."

Wang Xueshu: “…”

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

Wang Xueying: "My brother-in-law is really... bad, you have to double the money, or your old sister, I don't want to face the two of you."

Wang Xueshu: "Sister, I call you little ancestor every day, can you not charge me?"

Wang Xueying: "Bah, I'm going to pack up!

"You are all about my money, do you still have any sisterhood?"

…

Jiang Shuangling: "Pfft..."

After the sisters Pharaoh next door came, the family was really happy.

Wang Xueshu's month is slightly older than her, and the day of delivery is getting closer and closer, even Wang Xueshu has a little anxiety, and feels that she is worried to death, "Does it hurt to have a baby?"

Wang Xueying: "How can you not have a baby without pain, you have to go through such a thing."

Jiang Shuangling sighed and touched her belly, "I'm also afraid of pain, and I don't know how painful it is."

Wang Xueshu: "Don't worry, my husband, I will tell you how much it hurts then."

Jiang Shuangling: "...No, don't tell me."

The children are on winter vacation.

On the day of the holiday, they all cheered and ran home, "You don't have to go to school!

"It's New Year's Eve!

Qi Yue and Jiang Che and the two children happily ran to the yard with small schoolbags on their backs, thinking of the happy days in the summer vacation, they were looking forward to the winter vacation!

It's New Year's Eve!

New clothes for Chinese New Year! There are also a variety of delicious food!

"Mom! It's a holiday!"

"Sister, it's a holiday!"

How to

Even if you are on vacation, you cannot escape the torture of practicing calligraphy.

"Then let's practice calligraphy for an hour every day?"

Qi Yue: "I want to study again."

Jiang Che: "Zhu Mingming asked me to play at her house."

Qi Yue: "...Zhu Mingming also asked me to play at her house."

Jiang Shuangling: "You let them come to our house to play."

Zhu Mingming and Niu Jiadong, the two children, did not check for a while, and came to Qi's house together to play and practice calligraphy together with tears.

Zhu Mingming: "...I want to go home."

Niu Jiadong: "Me too."

Zhu Mingming's mother: "Good!" Shallow: Mang.

Niu Jiadong's mother: "Okay! Great! You should practice calligraphy for three hours a day!"

Jiang Che, Qi Yue, Niu Jiadong, Zhu Mingming: "…"

The day is over!

In fact, Jiang Che and Qi Yue are not so painful, after all, they have practiced before.

Qi Yue patted Niu Jiadong on the shoulder, "It won't be sad if you practice more."

Niu Jiadong: "Wow!

Jiang Che: "My sister made a glutinous rice ball today."

Zhu Mingming: "I want to put more sweet and sour radishes."

Qi Yue: "Niu Jiadong, let's go."

Niu Jiadong: "I want to practice calligraphy!"

At the end of the year, the family yard kills the New Year pig. You can hear the pig screaming early in the morning, and a group of people will gather around to watch the fun. Of course, maybe watching the fun is fake, but waiting for pork is the real thing.

All want fresh pork.

The pig slaughtering brother with the knife really selected the representative of the recruits. He stood by the knife and trembled, unable to start. He looked more frightened than the pig to be slaughtered by several people.

It means people are not pigs.

"Squad leader, how do you kill pigs, I, I, I..."

"One knife in and one knife out, is this kind of thing so difficult?"

"A real man must be courageous, so many sisters-in-law are watching."

Brother Killer: “…”

It is because so many people look at me that I panic.

Why he was so unlucky to be chosen to kill pigs.

"Press the pig well, don't let the pig run away, how many big men don't have the strength??!"

…

Brother Killing Pig: "..." panicked.

He looked at the pig

This soldier feels that he is no different from a pig to be slaughtered.

The knife is almost unsteady.

Jiang Shuangling could hear the slaughtering of pigs outside at home. She didn't watch the fun. She and Wang Xueshu were both pregnant with children. They were afraid of being frightened by this scene. Sister-in-law Song and Zhao Yinghua went to watch the fun. .

The screams of killing pigs continued to spread over the family home.

"No wonder people call it "killing a pig"..."

It's too loud!

I don’t know how long they have killed this pig. Jiang Shuangling slept in the room listening to the call of the pig, maybe she heard the call of the pig, and thought about Xiaojin before going to bed Pig, she dreamed that many pigs ran after her.

Chase chase...these pigs all turned into Qi Heng.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

When she woke up, she thought about it.

—If there are so many pigs, there is no need to worry about eating.

She didn't remember enough, Zhao Yinghua had already returned with twenty pounds of pork that had been distributed, and the two children cheered and cheered around such a large pot of meat.

"Sister, come and see the pig."

"Mom, come and see the pig!

Jiang Shuangling: "..." It's obvious that there is only meat, and it can't be seen that it is a pig.

"Mom, let's smoke bacon and sausage tomorrow."

"Good."

"But let's have braised pork tonight?"

"Okay

The day after killing the New Year pig, Jiang Shuangling learned that last night, or this morning, Wang Xueshu next door gave birth to a seven-pound little boy, she went to see it That child, a small one, with a bright red face, was wrapped in a thick quilt.

The facial features are not very clear.

He, who was on the side, was about to laugh like a fool. Today many people came to congratulate him on his son.

But Wang Xueshu, who was lying on the bed, wanted to cry, "This child looks like my old He."

Not like her at all!

So ugly, so ugly, so ugly!

Fortunately, this child is not a girl, if the girl looks like his old man.

She felt sorry for her daughter's nose.

"Does it hurt to have a baby?"

Wang Xueshu hadn't answered yet, but Wang Xueying said first, "My little sister is so painful that she's killing pigs and barking louder than pigs in the daytime."

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

This is what my sister said.

She couldn't help but cover her neck, can she also make a killing pig cry?

The twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month is already the end of the year, and there are still a few days left to celebrate the New Year. Jiang Shuangling estimated that the child in her belly must be born at the beginning of next year, perhaps in the first month.

Afraid of her worry, Zhao Yinghua took her hand and comforted her for a while, "Don't worry, when you give birth, Mom will definitely be by your side. I'm familiar with several military doctors. Due to the due date, let's go to the hospital ahead of time..."

Jiang Shuangling nodded.

Compared with other pregnant women, Jiang Shuangling's belly is not too big, but it also affects her movement very much. Whether she is standing or sitting, she feels very tired, but she still allows herself to walk more every day Walk.

It will be New Year's Eve soon, and the family is preparing things for the New Year. She is also helping to prepare, and together with Zhao Yinghua, they fried taro chips, fried sweet potato fries, and made some sour plum noodles. Let the children go out with the fried sweet potato fries and wrap them in a layer of sour plum powder. The two children enjoyed it very much.

The fried sweet potato fries are fragrant and crunchy, coated with a layer of sour plum powder, not to mention delicious.

Seeing that the two children were eating their mouths full of squirrels, Jiang Shuangling laughed at them both.

"One by one, I have to eat fat during the New Year."

Jiang Shuangling ate a piece of taro by herself, rested for a while, and continued to make egg dumplings, but she was willing to make more things, otherwise she would not be comfortable sitting, and she could share some things god.

Her dexterity made small golden egg dumplings.

Focus on the thing at hand and forget about the other things.

She likes to look at beautiful things, and is addicted to arranging plates.

Zhao Yinghua on the side looked at the small, exquisite and beautiful golden-yellow egg dumplings, and she felt a toothache. Her little daughter-in-law was fine, but the things she made were too small and exquisite. Beautiful is beautiful, she swallowed one bite at a time, and she was not too tired to panic.

"You, you are still pregnant with a child, go and rest, Xiao Wu will be back later."

"Make these dumplings bigger, a few will be enough."

"Mom, it's okay, I just pass the time, I'll go to rest when I'm tired."

"I'm tired, take over."

"I take over? If I take over, then your brother's fist is as big as his."

Jiang Shuangling: "..." is too simple and rude!

Jiang Shuangling didn't do it for a long time, and left after a small plate. She couldn't bear to see the fist "little" lucky bag made by her mother-in-law.

Then let Qi Heng swallow it.

Qi Heng returned home and said a few words with her. Jiang Shuangling fed him a few sweet potato fries dipped in sour plum powder, "Is it delicious? Children like it very much. "

Qi Yue: "My dad doesn't like this."

Jiang Che: "Brother-in-law doesn't like this!"

So leave it all to their little ones!

In short, they like to eat, but father (brother-in-law) doesn't like to eat.

Qi Heng raised his eyebrows, glanced at the two children, and said lightly, "I like to eat."

Qi Yue: "!

Jiang Che: "!…

Jiang Shuangling: "..." It doesn't have to be.

Jiang Shuangling hurriedly fed him a few more sweet potato fries, and hurriedly said: "You, you will still tease the child."

Qi Heng's mouth was deliberately stuffed with sweet potatoes, she turned around and went to the water tank to wash her hands.

Jiang Shuangling deliberately stuffed his cheeks into the appearance of a little squirrel, thinking, can you still swallow it?

She had a smile at the corner of her mouth, holding her stomach and laughing, but when she smiled, she suddenly felt a stomachache.

The pain was inexplicable, like…

Is she about to give birth? !

"Qi Heng! ∑Brother Xianjian! My stomach hurts..."

Before Zhao Yinghua walked out of the kitchen, a gust of wind blew from her side. She stood at the door and saw her son holding her little daughter-in-law in her arms, Zhao Yinghua followed anxiously: " Stomach pain? Could it be that she is about to give birth?!"

The house was in chaos.

Jiang Shuangling was taken to the double-storey building of the hospital near the station. She was held in Qi Heng's arms, and her stomach was hurting for a while. When she arrived at the hospital, the doctor checked and she was really about to give birth .

Qi Heng was by her side, her face turned pale, looking at her nervously, "Does it hurt?"

The pain is indeed the pain, but Jiang Shuangling felt even more, "Qi Heng, I'm so hungry."

It's almost time for dinner, and she will have a baby before she eats it. Although it hurts, she wants to eat more.

“…what would you like to eat?”

"I want to eat the egg dumplings I just made." Jiang Shuangling grabbed Qi Heng's wrist, and the golden yellow egg dumplings she made before jumped out of her mind.

Zhao Yinghua hurriedly brought the egg dumplings and lean meat porridge over, while Qi Heng tremblingly fed her egg dumplings in the delivery room.

…

At nine o'clock in the evening, the child was born, a little boy of five pounds and sixty taels, Jiang Shuangling was so tired that she could not open her eyes, but she still wanted to see her child. Saw a wrinkled little red face.

She regretted that she should not eat egg dumplings, and she was wrinkled.

Really ugly!

This kid probably looks like Qi Heng.