MTL - On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space-Chapter 657 small emotions

  Chapter 657 Small emotions

  After Bai Xue left, it was evening, and it was time to prepare dinner, but Ling Chuan went there for some reason and didn’t see anyone for a day, and Shao Mo felt lazy and didn’t want to cook, so she took Ling Chunhua and Xu Yan to eat outside.

  Following the preferences of the two little girls, Shao Mo found a barbecue restaurant and called Zeng Fang to come out to eat together.

   After eating the barbecue, Shao Mo took the two little girls to a nearby department store.

   It was already 9 o'clock when we returned to the courtyard.

  At first, I thought that Ling Chuan should come back, but the door was locked tightly, and the lock was exactly the same as the one she hung when she went out.

  Opening the door and going in, looking at the dark yard, Shao Mo was inevitably emotional.

  It’s fine if you don’t see anyone early in the morning, and you don’t go home at night, and you don’t know what you’re up to!

   "Chunhua, do you want to sleep with your aunt tonight?"

"think!"

  Ling Chunhua raised her face, her small face was full of excitement.

  Shao Mo hooked her chin, "Then go and carry your quilt and small pillow to my bed."

"it is good!"

  Ling Chunhua turned around and was about to run to her room, but after running for two steps, she thought of something and ran back again.

   "Where does uncle sleep?"

   "There are so many guest rooms in the house, I'm afraid there is no place for him to sleep, so don't worry about him."

"Oh."

  Although Ling Chunhua is young, her ability to observe facial expressions is quite strong. She can see that her aunt and uncle are having a temper tantrum, but the temptation to sleep with her aunt is too great for her to think too much.

  By the time Ling Chuan returned home, it was already 10 o'clock in the evening.

  As soon as he entered the door, he went straight to the bedroom, "Daughter-in-law, I'm back..."

   When he saw his aunt and nephew leaning side by side on the bedside reading a book, he was taken aback.

  Shao Mo glanced at him, "I'm back, Chunhua will sleep with me tonight."

   "Then where should I sleep?" Ling Chuan subconsciously asked.

   "There are so many rooms, you can just choose one."

  Ling Chuan hesitated to speak, but he couldn't say much in front of his niece, so he turned around and walked out unhappy.

   Walking to the door, he remembered something and turned back, "Daughter-in-law, I bought you fried chestnut seeds and sugar snowballs."

  Shao Mo flipped through the pages of the book in her hand without raising her head, "Put it on the coffee table."

"Oh."

   Putting down his things, Ling Chuan went out step by step.

   Shao Mo didn't look up until the door of the room was closed.

   "Auntie."

"Um?"

  Ling Chunhua raised her small face, and blinked at her with **** glazed eyes, "Did uncle make you angry?"

"No."

  “When my mother was angry, she would send my father to sleep with me.”

   "..."

  Shao Mo's cheeks were slightly hot, "I'm different from your mother."

"Oh."

   Fortunately, Ling Chunhua's attention was quickly attracted by the aroma of roasted chestnuts on the coffee table, and she didn't go any further.

   "Auntie, I want to eat fried chestnut seeds."

   "Then get dressed, let's go outside and watch TV while eating."

"it is good!"

  In the office of the warehouse, Ling Jiang was busy clearing the accounts, when he saw his younger brother coming in, he asked casually, "Did my brother and sister sleep with Chunhua?"

   It’s okay if you don’t ask, but as soon as you ask, Ling Chuan feels depressed for a while.

   "Not yet, stay with Momo."

   "Chunhua, this girl, plays like crazy during the holidays. Forget it. Anyway, I don't go to school tomorrow. It's rare for my younger siblings to come back. Let her play a little longer." Ling Jiang said while pressing the calculator.

   After a while, no response was heard, Ling Jiang raised his head in wonder, only to see his younger brother sitting sullenly in a daze.

   "Chuanzi, if you are tired, go back to bed early, I will finish it in a while."

  The bed is occupied by someone, where will he sleep?

  Ling Chuan felt pain in his heart, but he couldn't say it out.

   "I'm not tired, I'm just thinking about something."

  Ling Jiang really believed it, "That's fine, think about it slowly, I'll finish what I'm doing first."

  Lingchuan emo.

   After sitting for a while, suddenly the sound of the TV came from the main room.

  At home, only Ling Chunhua loves to watch TV.

  Ling Chuan got up quickly and walked out, making Ling Jiang tremble with fright, "What's wrong, Chuanzi?"

   "Brother, I'm going back to bed."

   "Just go to sleep, why are you in such a hurry?"

  Of course he was in a hurry. While his niece was watching TV, it was a good time for him to regain the territory.

  Ling Chuan was tall and long-legged, and he walked with a whistling wind. He walked from the warehouse to the bedroom in a few steps.

  The main room is next to the bedroom. Through the open door, you can see your daughter-in-law and niece sitting on the sofa, eating millet and watching TV.

  The millet shell is not easy to peel. In the past, he was the one who peeled the shell when the daughter-in-law ate it.

   Between going back to the house to grab back the land and going to the main room to help peel the millet, Ling Chuan chose the latter.

   "Squeak."

  Hearing the sound of pushing the door, the aunt and nephew turned their heads at the same time.

  Seeing that it was him, Shao Mo quickly turned her head back, but Ling Chunhua smiled and shouted: "Uncle, are you also here to watch TV?"

"Um."

  With his niece's steps, Ling Chuan took the opportunity to come to his wife's side, and was stared at just as he was about to sit down.

"close the door."

"Oh."

  Ling Chuan quickly went to close the door, then came back to sit down, and took the initiative to grab a handful of millet and peel it.

  Ling Chuan is not only good at peeling shells, but also picks out plantains, knowing which one is delicious.

  Based on experience, he picked the best one, peeled off the shell, and handed it to his wife.

   "Daughter-in-law, here you are."

  The man's palm is large, with slender knuckles, making the plantain round and small.

   "Have you washed your hands?"

   "I've washed it, I'll wash it as soon as I get back."

  Shao Mo just took a bite of the bansu.

   Seeing her eating, Ling Chuan showed a bit of joy on his face, and then continued to pick and peel delicious plantains.

   "Don't eat, my mouth is dry." After eating three or four times, Shao Mo didn't want to eat anymore.

   "Then I'll get you a glass of water."

  Ling Chunhua, who was licking the snowball, tilted her head and said crisply: "Uncle, I'm thirsty too, please pour me a glass of water, thank you!"

  Looking at his niece's innocent and lovely face, Ling Chuan said with a straight face: "Chunhua, your father asked me to call you back to your own room to sleep."

  Ling Chunhua was taken aback, "When?"

   "Before I come in, children should go to bed early at night, otherwise they will not grow taller. Let's go, I will help you carry the quilt and pillow back to the room."

"But…"

   "You are obedient, uncle will take you out to play tomorrow."

   "Where are you going to play?"

   "You can play wherever you want."

   "Then can I go to the amusement park to drive bumper cars? Many of my classmates have driven bumper cars and said that it is very fun."

"Can."

   After seeing his niece return to the room to sleep with his own eyes, Ling Chuan quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

   Turning around, I remembered that my daughter-in-law was still waiting for him to pour water, so I hurried to the kitchen again.

   "Daughter-in-law, the water is here."

  Shao Mo took the water glass, drank a couple of sips, put the glass on the tea table, hugged the pillow and continued watching TV.

  Ling Chuan sat beside her, staring at her with burning black eyes, as if he wanted to make a hole in her face.

  (end of this chapter)