The mother of the era is reborn to support her cannon fodder children!

Chapter 86 "Don't Look"

Gu Chenghuai's dark eyes suddenly darkened, and he used his arms to hold the person in his arms tighter.

"Yeah, I want to do bad things, and my whole body hurts." He said frankly with a burning gaze.

Lin Zhao was completely defenseless and blushed. She was very bold in teasing him, as if she was really doing it, like a mimosa, wishing she could shrink her whole body into the ground.

"Gu Chenghuai!"

He was nervous, and his voice rose slowly, revealing annoyance.

A low laugh escaped from Gu Chenghuai's throat, his chest vibrating slightly. The smile was suppressed in his throat, but he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.

He held his wife in one hand, put the other hand on the back of Lin Zhao's head, and bent down to kiss her.

Not intense, but tender and affectionate.

The two people are very close to each other with their lips and teeth intertwined.

Lin Zhao felt her soul trembling.

Her hands tightly grasped Gu Chenghuai's shirt, pulling his clothes into wrinkles.

After not being intimate for a long time, someone was extremely excited. At first, he was patient and gentle, but after the kiss, the long-suppressed desire was like a flood that broke through the dam and he could no longer control himself.

From the initial superficial attempts, it turned into conquering cities and territories.

Time passes.

Lin Zhao felt short of breath and patted the man's shoulder.

Gu Chenghuai stepped back slightly, lowered his head, and rested his forehead against hers. As their breaths intertwined, his dark eyes, stained with a dark light, stared at her blushing face and plump red lips with a gentle look.

Lin Zhao's face turned even redder as she was stared at. She put her hands over his eyes and said, "Don't look."

The sweet and soft voice was tinged with vibrato.

Gu Chenghuai accurately held her hand, rubbed it a few times with his fingertips, and kissed her charming little face that looked like it was painted with rouge.

"It looks good." His breath sprayed into her ear, accompanied by a low, muffled laugh.

A smile appeared in Lin Zhao's eyes, and her slender and beautiful fingers moved slowly across his face, along his straight nose, his dark and bright eyes, and then to his lips.

She suddenly burst out laughing, her eyes curved with laughter, and thousands of stars appeared in her eyes.

"What are you laughing at?" Gu Chenghuai asked with a smile.

"Sister Fen said I ate really well, and I think so too." Lin Zhao's fingertips brushed across the man's strong arm, hinting at something.

She is so happy.

This is undoubtedly a high compliment.

Those dark and cold eyes suddenly lit up.

"Come on?" Gu Chenghuai pecked the corner of Lin Zhao's mouth lightly, inviting her directly, and his warm palm slid across her slender waistline.

"Come!"

Almost at the moment Lin Zhao responded.

The world is spinning.

Her gaze suddenly turned, and what she saw was the familiar wooden beams swaying in front of her.

The man leaned forward, and his scorching body temperature penetrated the thin fabric, making her heart tremble.

The candlelight flickered, casting two overlapping shadows on the wall.

……

Wei Xiangdong and Gu Chan returned home.

Dashitou hasn't gone to bed yet. He is sitting in the yard reading a book and waiting for his parents.

Hearing a soft knock on the door and his father calling, the boy stood up and ran to open the door.

"Dad, Mom, why did you come back just now?" He looked at his parents.

Gu Chan smiled and said, "Your third uncle is back and we talked for a while longer."

As they were talking, a family of three came into the house.

"Third uncle is back?!" Dashitou said in a light tone.

Gu Chenghuai is a soldier. He admires soldiers very much and is very close to his third uncle in his heart.

It's just that the boy is too proud to speak directly.

"Yes, I just got back." Gu Chan grabbed Wei Xiangdong's hand, shook the iron pot in his hand, and said to her son, "Look at what this is?"

"Pot!" Big Stone said happily, "Mom, where did you get the pot?"

"Your third aunt gave it to you." Gu Chan's face was full of smiles. She took the cloth bag from Shitou's father and hung it on Big Stone's arm. "Your grandma and your third aunt gave you and Little Stone some candy. Keep it."

Her sons are self-disciplined, so she is not worried that they will eat it all at once.

The big stone felt the cloth bag and it was quite heavy.

He lifted it up and took a look, and saw many things he had never seen before.

Oh, this... I owe you a huge favor!
"Don't think too much, just keep it. As a father, I should consider favors." Wei Xiangdong glanced at his eldest son and interrupted his wild thoughts with a word.

Dashitou's ears turned red, and he said stubbornly, "Of course you should consider it. Do you think a child like me should have to consider it?"

"I'm going to bed."

After saying this, they went back to the house in sync.

Gu Chan suppressed her laughter.

Wei Xiangdong clicked his tongue.

Before he could say anything, his wife hit him in the lower abdomen with an elbow.

"Don't tease the child, he's grown up." Gu Chan said with a serious expression.

Wei Xiangdong didn't take it seriously, but he didn't want to make his wife angry. "Okay, no more teasing."

Gu Chan stepped into the house.

The house was made of mud, and the walls were dusty and falling. There was no glass in the windows, so Wei Xiangdong covered them with paper first, planning to replace them when he got glass.

"Zhao Zhao gave me some newspapers. Are we going to post them now?"

Wei Xiangdong raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you sleepy?"

I know my wife is impatient and does things on a whim. She said I should apply it, and if I don't, she won't be able to sleep all night.

He then added, "How about you just sleep and I'll put it on. I'll make sure there's no dust on the bed when you wake up tomorrow morning."

"No need!" Gu Chan took out an expired newspaper and spread it on the table. "Stick it up together and go to sleep after you're done."

"alright."

……

In the county, the textile factory’s staff quarters.

Uncle Song had just arrived home and heard from his youngest son that Gu Chenghuai had returned home to visit his relatives. He couldn't help but frown.

"How did your sister react?"

Song Yunjin said, "She's very happy. She said she'd bring her brother-in-law and four kids over this weekend."

"That's not what I'm talking about." Uncle Song frowned even deeper.

"Then what did you say?" Song Yunjin was a little confused.

"Dad, just tell me what you want to ask. I'm not a worm in your stomach, so I can't guess." The boy pouted, looking aggrieved.

In addition, my butt was hurting, so I sat on the sofa with my body sideways, and the side of my butt that was beaten did not touch the sofa.

"Sit still! What a shame sitting crookedly!" Uncle Song said seriously.

"Mom!" Song Yunjin immediately shouted towards her parents' room, her voice very loud, complaining: "Mom, look at my dad. He beat me yesterday, and today he was so mean to me. My head is buzzing. If I can't get into college in the future, it must be Old Song's fault."

The moment the last word fell, Aunt Song appeared at the door and looked at her husband.

Uncle Song: “…”

Uncle Song laughed angrily, "Song Yunjin, your brain is made of tofu. If I speak a little louder, it will turn into rubbish. It doesn't matter if you can't get into college. I will send you to your aunt's house and you can feed the pigs. It will also contribute to the country."

"There's nothing wrong with feeding pigs. You can eat as much meat as you want, and I can even share some with you. Don't be too nice." Song Yunjin said suically.

He stroked his chin, looking thoughtful. "I wonder if there's a book specifically teaching how to raise pigs? It's not like I can't learn. A talented person can accomplish anything. Maybe I can raise the fattest and heaviest pigs in the country and become a pig farming expert."

Song Yunjin was at an idealistic age, and his wild imagination was a common affliction at his age. As he let his imagination run wild, he became even more excited.

"If that day really comes, people all over the country will be able to eat pork."

Uncle Song raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows.

He changed the subject, "Your brother-in-law is back, is your sister...reacting normally?"

Hearing this, Aunt Song became interested, walked over in slippers, and sat on the sofa.

"Are you talking about Zhao Zhao?" she said. "What happened to Zhao Zhao?"

Uncle Song said succinctly, "Cheng Huai is going home to visit his family and will come this weekend."

"Cheng Huai is back, that's great. Come back and support Zhao Zhao and the four kids, so no one can bully them." Aunt Song was very happy. She looked at her husband and earnestly instructed him, "No matter how unhappy you are, don't be so rude this weekend. At least pretend to be kind and enthusiastic."

Uncle Song: “…”

Uncle Song was speechless.

After a moment of silence, he couldn't help but ask, "How could I not know?"

He is my uncle!
"That's right. If Zhao Zhao comes to your house, you won't be able to keep a straight face. Your smile will be worthless." Aunt Song complained.

Uncle Song is a senior technician in the factory. He has several apprentices under him, from the factory director to the warehouse manager. If anyone doesn't call him "Engineer Song" with a smile on their face, he will be treated with such disrespect only at home.

At this moment, Song Yunjin pulled out canned meat from her bag like a magic trick and showed it off to her parents, "Dad, Mom, my sister gave it to me. She said I should have a snack."

"I can't eat alone, so... let's eat together tomorrow morning."

The Song family is a family with three employees and they are not short of money. However, in today's world, you need soap tickets to buy a bar of soap. There are many things that you cannot buy even if you have money. Meat is also rationed. If you want to satisfy your craving, you have to take the risk and try your luck on the black market.

Seeing the canned meat, the couple was surprised and heartwarmed.

"You accepted it just because your sister gave it to you? Song Yunjin, why are you so unassuming?" Aunt Song looked disapproving.

"Your sister has only been working for a few days and hasn't even been paid yet. She just gave you three braised chicken legs a few days ago, and today she's stuffing canned meat into your mouth. What about her? What about your four children? Don't say they don't crave meat. I don't believe anyone doesn't crave meat."

"If your sister gives you something again in the future, don't take it. Let her keep it for herself and the four children. If that doesn't work, let her give it to your aunt."

Xiwei was very strong, so if he wanted to eat meat, he would go up the mountain for a walk and he would never come back empty-handed.

but.

I heard that the management in each brigade is getting stricter and stricter, and if someone catches a fish, they will be punished severely.

Song Yunjin said, "My aunt is my sister's biological mother. How could my sister not remember my aunt?"

"Mom, I think you're overthinking it. My sister is rich. She can even afford a camera."

"Camera?" Aunt Song looked surprised.

A camera costs nearly two hundred yuan, and film is an additional expense, which is also very expensive.

It only exists in big cities.

I don’t know how Zhao Zhao bought it?!

"Yes, my sister took two rolls of film and asked me to send it to the photo studio and ask the master to help develop it. It cost several dollars!" Song Yunjin's face was full of envy.

As a student who asks his parents for money, he is really poor.

Uncle Song's brows relaxed, and he looked a little relieved.

"Your sister works hard taking care of the kids, and having a camera makes me happy, so I bought it."

Seeing that his father actually supported him, Song Yunjin's expression changed slightly. He looked at him eagerly and said tentatively, "Dad, I want a camera too."

"Go buy it." Uncle Song said.

Before the young man could say anything, he continued, "You can spend the money in your pocket however you want."

Song Yunjin's smile disappeared.

"..."

Song Yuncheng, who was watching the fun, burst out laughing.

"Brother!" Song Yunjin shouted angrily.

Song Yuncheng made a gesture of surrender, indicating that he would shut up.

"I don't have money." Song Yunjin didn't give up and wanted to fight for it again.

Uncle Song did not simply deny it, but patiently reasoned with him.

"Your mother and I didn't earn our money out of thin air. The money we spent on a camera could buy us a bicycle. And if we bought a camera, we'd have to keep buying film, which is another expense. You don't even have a part-time job, so how can you buy it?"

Song Yunjin had nothing to say.

"Why do you want a camera?" Aunt Song asked curiously, "Did you see your sister has one and want one too, or do you have other considerations?"

"I haven't thought about it too much. I wanted it before. I was curious." Song Yunjin thought for a moment and said solemnly.

He felt that what his father said made sense, so he changed his tone and said, "Forget it, I'll learn from my sister."

Aunt Song was surprised, "Your sister said she wanted to teach you?"

"Of course!" Song Yunjin was as proud as a blue and white porcelain peacock, raising her chin slightly and speaking in a light and boastful tone.

"I am my sister's younger brother, the only brother. My sister is very generous to me. She took the initiative to teach me. She was proactive!" he emphasized.

Song Yuncheng felt that Song Yunjin was being treated unfairly. He had originally wanted to use his connections to inquire about tickets and save up some money to buy him a camera when he graduated. But when he saw his arrogant face, he gave up!
Song Yunjin didn't know that the camera, which he could get by just saying a few sweet words in the corner where he hadn't noticed, had flown away like a little bird.

Uncle Song said nothing about his son's arrogance. He just stood up slowly, took out the tea that Zhao Zhao had given him, and made tea in front of him.

What are you talking about?
He has the white tea that Zhao Zhao gave him, is he showing off?

Aunt Song, Song Yuncheng, and Song Yunjin: "..."

Uncle Song looked calm and poured half a cup of tea for his wife.

It's not that I'm stingy, it's just not good to drink too much tea at night.

The tea Lin Zhao had given her was won through a lottery system and was of excellent quality and flavor. The leaves were as green as new buds in early spring, and their fragrance overflowed when brewed.

Song Yuncheng and Song Yunjin's eyes almost popped out, and before they even had a sip of tea, the two brothers had complicated expressions.

Tch, look at how stingy he is!
"Yuncheng, go to your aunt's house after get off work tomorrow." Aunt Song took a sip of tea, sighed as if enjoying it, and then spoke.

"What do you want to give me?" Song Yuncheng was used to it and didn't even blink.

"Your sister Xiangxiang is temporarily living at your aunt's house. I have prepared some things for her, please send them over." Aunt Song said.

Song Yuncheng leaned back and lay on the sofa in a big letter shape, taking up a large space, exuding a lazy air.

He tilted his head and muttered suspiciously, "Mom, why don't you take the initiative to ask my sister Xiangxiang to come live with us?"

"If this were my sister Zhao Zhao, you would have definitely taken time off to pick her up."

Aunt Song rolled her eyes at him and said unhappily, "Why do you say that?"

"Having another person at home is not an easy thing. There are so many things to worry about. Do you have the time to take care of so many things, or do I have the time?"

"Your sister Zhaozhao is different. Your father and I watched her grow up. We know her personality and living habits. We can speak directly to her without worrying about hurting her feelings by saying something we shouldn't. But your sister Xiangxiang... do you know what her personality is like?"

The number of times their family has met Yuan Xiang can be counted on ten fingers.

I don't know her well, and she's just been through something so awful. How do I even know how to strike the right balance between us?!
Uncle Song was unhappy that his son was using Zhao Zhao as a reference, and said in a deep voice, "With your aunt's fiery temper, no one would dare to cancel Zhao Zhao's engagement."

His younger sister had a bad temper, was strong, and was protective of her friends. She was never one to be bullied. The second person she cared about most was the husband she had brought home.

Anyone who dares to touch these two weak spots will be beaten to death by her!
If all else fails, he is still there. If anyone dares to bully Zhao Zhao like this, he will definitely bring his two sons and several apprentices to beat them up!

Don't be such a bully.

You've wasted a good girl and turned her into an old maid. Now you suddenly want to cancel the engagement. Just cancel it. As long as the compensation is in place, no one will force her to marry you. After all, marriage is not about making enemies. But you can't take all the good things for yourself. You want to cancel the engagement but don't want to bear the bad reputation and throw dirty water on the girl...

It's Xiangxiang's bad luck to be engaged to such a family.

Song Yuncheng agreed with his parents and stopped arguing. Instead, he asked, "My sister Xiangxiang just admitted defeat like that? What will she do in the future?"

"In the countryside, being broken off in an engagement must be very sad."

Although he is not very familiar with Yuan Xiang, she is still a family member, so he cares about her.

Aunt Song shook her head helplessly. Not to mention the countryside, girls in the city also have a hard time if their engagements are broken off.

"Admit defeat?" Uncle Song smiled with a cold gleam in his eyes. "Your aunt is soft-hearted and doesn't have the courage to face that family. But I'm here. I'll help her and Xiangxiang vent their anger."

His own niece is not someone who can be bullied by just anyone.

"Dad, what are you going to do?" Song Yuncheng sat up straight, his eyes lighting up.