The beautiful pastoral field of Jiangmen girl

Chapter 159 New Year's Eve, We Have Guests (2)
Qing Shu smiled, "Hurry up and wash your hands. If you come late, you have to wrap an extra curtain." In fact, she didn't use her to wrap the dumplings. She just wanted to take her younger brother to feel the taste of the New Year, just to make it festive and lively.

Xiaoya and Maizi have always been well-behaved and didn't bother the adults to do their work, so Xu Wuniang let them play at the side without worry, washed her hands and made dumplings with Qingshu.

After Mr. Lu and Zhou Boyan had a drink, Qingyang left Yuanbao to wait on him, and brought Xiaoyu back by himself.He quickly washed his hands and joined the ranks of making dumplings.

Qingyang's first dumpling was made, and the shape could only be described as horrible, so Qingshu couldn't help laughing out loud.

Qingyang pouted, gave up Qingshu as a master, and went to Xu Wuniang for advice.

Xu Wuniang was very happy and taught her hands-on.Looking at the similar dumplings, Qingyang was happy, but Maizi was not happy.

Maizi gave up Xiaoya, and squeezed into his own mother's arms to make dumplings.Xu Wuniang was worried that her son would harm the flour and minced meat, so she coaxed her not to touch it.Maizi's eyes were red, she buried her face in her mother's arms, her little hands grabbed her mother's skirt, and refused to let go no matter what.Xu Wuniang smiled awkwardly and helplessly, patted her son's head, and coaxed her softly.

Qingyang was taken aback for a while, because he didn't know that this could still be the case between a child and his mother.

Xu Sanniang was coming from the kitchen, the little girl immediately ran forward, grabbed the corner of Xu Sanniang's skirt, raised her head and grinned at Xu Sanniang.

Xu Sanniang patted her daughter's little head, and asked Qingshu if she wanted to cook two bowls of hot noodle soup and send it to Mr. Lu.

Qingshu pinched Qingyang's nose in a daze with his flour-soaked hands, and told Xu Sanniang not to cook the noodles, but directly boiled the dumplings they made and sent them away.

Xu Sanniang agreed, told her daughter to coax Maizi to play, and then brought half a curtain of dumplings to cook.

Qing Shu sprinkled some flour on a corner of the table, put two dumpling wrappers on it, and called Xiaoya and Maizi, who was sticking to her mother, to come over and make dumplings for fun.Xu Wuniang refused, but Qingshu signaled her to leave it alone, and asked Xiaoyu to go to the kitchen to put some cooked bean paste stuffing in a wooden bowl, and gave her a small wooden spoon.

When Maizi saw the bean paste stuffing, he left his mother and moved over to play with the little girl to play with the bean paste stuffing and dumpling wrappers.

While making dumplings, Xu Wuniang glanced at her cheerful son from time to time, and narrowed her eyes with a smile, "Miss, you are the only one who is used to these little ones. Even the little stars of Dr. Zhou's family are not afraid of you!"

Qing Shu didn't want Dr. Zhou's family to feel like they were dependent on others. When Mrs. Zhao mentioned that she wanted to buy a small yard in the town, Qing Shu agreed without stopping them from moving out.Now, the three of them live in a three-room detached courtyard house in the town. Dr. Zhou works as a doctor in Tzu Chi Pharmacy, Mrs. Zhao does needlework at home, and their son Zhou Xing often comes to talk to Xiaoya and Maizi. Playing, sometimes I don’t want to leave when it’s dark.

Qing Shu likes well-behaved children, and is not strict with these obedient little guys, letting them run and play around the house, and giving them snacks from time to time.In this way, from the current point of view, the little guys are really not afraid.Otherwise, how could Maizi dare to pester his mother to act like a baby in front of Qingshu just now, and the mother naturally wouldn't dare to coax her son softly in front of Qingshu.

After making the dumplings for a while, Mother Su and Xu Sanniang, who had finished handling the affairs at hand, also came over, so amidst laughter and laughter, everyone took nearly an hour to make dumplings in a leisurely manner. eat dumplings.

Qingshu washed her hands, took Qingyang's little hand, and went back with the two servant girls beside her.According to the rules, tonight is to observe the year.Others have to guard, Qing Shu naturally let them, but she must sleep, brother also has to sleep.How uncomfortable it is to watch the year old at the age of thirty. She has already experienced it in her previous life, so she doesn't want to embarrass herself.

After returning to the hospital, Qingshu asked Qingyang to sit on the heated kang, and when Xiaojuan and Xiaoyu came out with melon and fruit snacks, Qingshu sent the two of them out to play, instead of waiting in front of them.

Qingyang took off his shoes and rolled on the kang.Now that he has a wife, Su's mother keeps an eye on him, and she can't go to Qingshu's room every night.Although it is a rule that men and women have different seats at the age of seven, he still wants to sleep next to his sister.It was hard for no one to stare at him today, and he was so happy when he had the opportunity, he rolled to his heart's content.

Qing Shu also took off his shoes and got on the kang, pulled him up, and the two of them played rock-paper-scissors, with the winner sticking a note on the loser's face or flicking his forehead.The rules are set like this, but every time the loser is unwilling to cooperate well, they will run away, and then the winner will chase and be punished.After playing around for a long time, the two siblings were so tired that they collapsed on the kang laughing, winning and losing were half and half, and the number of notes pasted on their faces was about the same.

The laughter gradually died down, and after a short while, the little man who was resting his head on Qingshu's arms became silent, quietly breathing lightly and long.Qingshu raised her upper body and looked over, and saw her younger brother fell asleep with a smile on his lips.She removed the sticky note on their faces, leaned forward and took the pillow, and slowly lifted the arm that was resting on him, then stuffed the pillow under his head, and took the arm away.

When Qingyang was playing around just now, he thought it was too hot, so he took off his coat and cotton padded jacket, Qingshu also saved to help him undress, pulled the neatly folded quilt aside, and covered him.Seeing beads of sweat on his forehead, he put on his shoes and got off the kang lightly, took a face cloth and carefully wiped his sweat, sat quietly beside him, staring at his sleeping face in a daze.

It has been half a year since I came to Da'an, and a lot of things have happened in just half a year.She raised her hand and touched her face. Her appearance changed, her living environment changed, and even her temperament changed a lot.In her previous life, how could she ever beat someone?Although she could not be called gentle and watery in her previous life, she was still a soft woman.

How are your parents?Are they still happy?
Is Mo Yunduo okay?Have you lost your temper again?Has he already found his next bride, the one who really suits him?

Is the boy who is indifferent, picky, finds fault and wants to be close to warmth okay?The belated "mother" is so far away and so incredible in recall.

Half a year has passed, and she still remembers them who played an important role in her life. In this year's thirties, she still remembers them, and she remembers their respective faces.

Next year, when it's New Year's Eve next year, will she still remember them, and will she still remember their respective appearances?Maybe, she will forget it!Because, they and her have become irrelevant people.Here, she found a sense of belonging and a direction to work hard for, and she was no longer the woman who cried for a man, and no longer the woman who ran away in a daze and bewilderment to find herself.

She couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad at the moment, she yawned unconsciously, took off her outer clothes and cotton padded clothes, lifted the quilt covering her younger brother and got in, lying on his side.Will her younger brother grow into a man as tall as the general's father?With such thoughts in mind, she fell asleep without knowing it.

(End of this chapter)