Nongmenfu girl's daily life

Chapter 1448 Salted Fish
Jingyun still looks like a noble tree facing the wind, with the appearance of a refined counselor, compared to Qin Changsheng, who has had a terrible effect...

It is really blinding.

Jingyun knew that her second younger brother had a rough life, but she never thought it would be so rough.

"Clean it up." Jingyun said with disgust.

Qin Changsheng looked down at his clothes, and said blankly, "It's very neat, what's wrong?"

The corner of Jingyun's mouth twitched, and he pointed to the beard on Qin Changsheng's face.

He didn't want to bring such a shameful brother to see his mother.

Qin Changsheng reached out his hand to stroke his beard, and said with a naive smile, "I did it on purpose."

"What?" Jingyun frowned.

Qin Changsheng laughed and said, "I heard that people here like beards, and the longer the beard, the more manly it is."

Jingyun: "..."

He didn't quite understand that the three brothers with the same father and the same mother, himself and Saburo were smart people, how could there be such a special case.

In the end, Qin Changsheng couldn't resist his elder brother, so he could only shave his beard, stroked his clean chin, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm like this, people will look down upon me."

As the saying goes, if there is no hair on the mouth, you can't do things well.

Jingyun didn't even bother to give him eyes, and took the lead in walking in the front.

Qin Changsheng followed behind with big and small bags, "Brother, wait for me."

Jingyun stopped and squinted at him, "What are these?"

Qin Changsheng arrived on the boat first, so he put it on the boat first, and Jingyun didn't pay attention to what he brought along the way. Now that he got off the boat, he saw so many things with him.

Qin Changsheng raised his chin proudly: "These are all specialties from my hometown."

Jingyun had a bad premonition.

So, Qin Changsheng took out a salted fish, a salted chicken, and a salted pig's trotter from his bag...

Jingyun: "..."

I thought that the smell was because my second brother didn't like to be clean and lived a rough life. If he didn't clean up well these days, he would have the smell on his body.

Looking at it now, it's not that the second brother doesn't like cleanliness, it's because he carries this salty smell with him, and his body is infected with this smell.

"Put them all back, there's no need." Jingyun pressed the twitching temple, gnashing his teeth.

Qin Changsheng felt wronged and said, "It's not big brother, you tell me, does mother like to eat salted fish?"

Jingyun was taken aback.

Suddenly remembered, when I was a child, when my fake Qin mother celebrated her birthday, the second younger brother was already sensible at that time, around seven years old, he grinned innocently and asked himself innocently: "Brother, what does mother like to eat, I want to give it to mother Birthday!"

Jingyun naturally remembered that her mother loved to eat salted fish, and would pickle a lot of salted fish every Chinese New Year, but after the birth of her third brother, her fake mother liked to buy spice powder, and she didn't like salted fish, which smells like food, so she never have eaten.

At that time, Jingyun subconsciously said what her mother liked: "Salted fish."

The foolish Qin Erlang went to fish in the river, sneaked to the house of the old woman who was best at making salted fish in the village, and exchanged the three big fat fish he caught for the old woman to pickle a salted fish.

On the day of Qin's mother's birthday, Qin Erlang offered the salted fish to the table like a treasure.

Exchangeable...

Jingyun closed her eyes, but still clearly remembered that the second brother cried for a long time that night.

Thinking about it, it wasn't just the pain of being beaten, the second brother was also very hurt at that time.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have kept this matter in mind until now, when he was going to see his mother, he would reveal this matter.

Seeing his elder brother pursing his lips in silence, Qin Changsheng felt a little nervous, and asked cautiously: "Could it be... that the one who likes to eat salted fish is not my mother, but a fake one? But it's not right, I gave her salted fish when I was seven years old, I was beaten up by her, she probably didn't like it."

(End of this chapter)