She remarried after her elder sister-in-law passed away early

Yun Qinghuan soothed the corners of her brows, and said with a smile, "This man is still a bit responsible, and he can earn this money anytime, but you can't make up for your deficient body at any time."

After talking about it, Qiao Yue asked her, "Are you going to marry Zhao Qiumei on June [-]th?"

"If you didn't invite me, why should I go? If you really invite me, go."

"Too."

Qiao Yue nodded seriously, that Zhao Qiumei looked up at the sky while walking, it looked really unpleasant.

Coming to her house to talk about marriage was mostly about showing off.

He also said that her husband lived in a big blue brick and tile house, and then wandering around in this mud house, his eyes were full of disdain and condescension, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Yun Qinghuan stayed at Qiao Yue's house until five or six in the afternoon. Seeing that it was getting late, she got up and went back.

In the middle, I was fortunate enough to see Qiao Yue feeding the two children. The two children woke up and opened their eyes. They are round, very beautiful, and well-behaved. They go to sleep when they are full. Is the child of gratitude.

When he went out, he saw Shen Jingyang not far away. He was carrying a piece of pork and a pig's trotter in his hand. It was obvious that he brought it back to replenish Qiao Yue's body.

Yun Qinghuan looked calm, and smiled at him as a greeting.

Shen Jingyang also nodded at her, "Yun Zhiqing."

Although the two got closer because of Qiao Yue's relationship, they still continued to be called in the educated youth spot, polite and alienated.

When they got home, An An had come back from playing like crazy, her forehead was covered with sweat, and her clothes were all wet with sweat.

He took a basin of well water and put his face in the basin to cool down. Yun Qinghuan spanked him from behind, "Be careful, don't choke on the water."

Although there is only half a basin of water in the basin, you must also pay attention to safety.

An An pouted her buttocks, moved her head, and then raised her head from the basin. Seeing that Yun Qinghuan was so happy, she smiled and rushed up to hug her.

Yun Qinghuan twisted her body, dodged it, and said in disgust, "You little dirty monkey, come hug me after you wash it off."

The little guy pouted, but he wasn't angry either. He cheerfully followed her into the kitchen and helped her light the fire.

It's getting dark now, and it's almost seven o'clock when my mother-in-law comes back.

Sure enough, as soon as the meal was ready, my mother-in-law and Bai Naihan came back one after the other.

Wash your hands and eat.

Today's dinner is simple. I took a fish caught from the river and made it into a grilled fish. I put some vegetables, cabbage and bean sprouts in it, fried red oil, and fried a plate of snails from the river. A pot of steamed buns and some porridge was cooked, and the meal was done.

After just a few mouthfuls of food, the mother-in-law said, "Today, Wang Youjun from the commune came to see me, and gave me an invitation, saying that he married Zhao Zhiqing from the educated youth spot on June [-]th, so that Naihan will be able to come back when the time comes." Time passed."

As he spoke, he took out the invitation card from his pocket, a bright red piece of paper with the names of both men and women and their wedding date written on it.

"I don't know when Zhao Zhiqing got involved with Wang Youjun. She is an innocent girl, and I don't know why she can't think about being a stepmother. Stepmother is not easy to be. This Wang Youjun is also amazing. He usually has nothing to do with our family. I can't, and I don't know why I came here to send invitations this time."

Liu Yuzhi was a little puzzled, and handed the invitation to her son, "You and Qing Huan will see if you want to come over."

When Bai Naihan took it over, he naturally knew why Wang Youjun invited him, but it was because of his status as the deputy director of the iron and steel factory.

This is the sophistication of the world.

Rich has distant relatives in the mountains, and no one asks the poor in the downtown.

Bai Naihan's expression didn't change at all, he handed the invitation to Yun Qinghuan again, "Do you want to go?"

Yun Qinghuan took the invitation card over, put it in her hand and looked at it, it was red, and her hands were as white as jade, and they looked tight, "Go, you have a different status now, if there is still something to do in this coal mine, you must ask for it." When dealing with people from the commune, since they come to invite them, go, it’s not good to offend people.”

"Listen to your daughter-in-law." Bai Naihan picked up a piece of fish without spines for her.

Yun Qinghuan was a little speechless, this person was shrewd, he clearly planned to go and knew what she would say, but he still handed over the invitation and asked her what she thought.

But my heart is ironed.

It was better for him to ask his own opinion than to make his own decision and not care what she thought.

Sometimes, one thing is done in a roundabout way, and the result is the same, but the mood will be much better, and the relationship between the two will be much better.

After eating, Yun Qinghuan didn't need to say much, the man consciously cleaned up the dishes, and then went to wash the pots and dishes. He cleaned them very well, and after finishing, he would wipe the stove with a rag, and then wiped the table. Wipe it clean, sweep it again, and then wash the rag and put it on the lid of the pot. The residual heat will dry the wet rag.

After the men cleaned up, Yun Qinghuan had already taken a shower and was applying cream in front of the mirror. She wiped it carefully, first on her face and neck, then on her hands. If it wasn't for the lack of body lotion in this era, she might have to wipe her body.

Although there are not many things to do at home every day, it takes a lot of effort to eat twice a day. The most important thing is that there is no range hood in this era, and cooking really hurts the skin.

The morning meal is usually cooked by men, and she is responsible for eating it.

There are only three adults in the family, and the mother-in-law has to go to work every day after breakfast, especially these few days are the summer harvest, she is so busy that she doesn't touch the ground, and she doesn't come back until dark, not to mention Bai Naihan, she can't be here No work at home.

So I can only try my best to apply some cream and protect my hands.

As soon as it was finished, the man came in, holding a footbath with a lot of wormwood soaked in it, and put the footbath beside the bed, he came directly to hug Yun Qinghuan, "Soak your feet, it's good for your health. "

The original owner was a bit cold, which caused Yun Qinghuan to feel a little uncomfortable in his aunt's stomach every time he came to his aunt. The man kept it in mind, and went up the mountain to pick a lot of wormwood, dried it and put it away, and cooked a bowl of brown sugar wormwood water for her from time to time. Every day, she soaked the wormwood water once a day and let her soak her feet.

Yun Qinghuan didn't remember several times, but he remembered Menqing. A week before coming to his aunt, he would specially remind her to avoid cold and spicy food, and then serve her with wormwood and brown sugar water for a week. It worked, at least her stomach didn't feel so uncomfortable when she came to see her aunt.

Yun Qinghuan hooked his neck with her hands, raised her head and kissed him on the lips, "Naihan, it's so kind of you."

The kiss was gone, she wanted to leave, but the man refused to let her sit on his lap to soak her feet, then he held her head with a big hand and kissed her, pecking and pecking, from shallow to deep.

The foot bath was cold, and he finally let her go, panting, but staring at her with burning eyes, "You wait for me."

The man casually washed her feet with the water she had soaked them in, dried them with a towel, took the footbath to pour water, and even washed his hands outside before coming in.

As soon as she came in, she hurriedly tore at her clothes, not even having time to blow out the candle.

Shadows and shadows all night, swaying constantly...