Long years (116)

The family has not hired another nanny, because the second sister has now taken back her own shop and started a restaurant business, named Ping An Restaurant.

Children usually go there to eat. As for home, sometimes you just ask the company secretary to arrange for someone to help clean it.

It's not a big place, but as a place where the three of us sleep, it really doesn't feel like a home.

I originally planned to buy a big house, but it has been so busy during this period. Isn’t it on the agenda yet?

Therefore, it is still a small two-bedroom apartment. Qinghui sometimes lives in the big bedroom with himself, and sometimes sleeps on the folding bed on the balcony. The balcony is closed, and the sliding door is closed, which is a small independent space for a bed.

, a bedside table, two wicker chairs, and a small round table are enough.

Yao Siyun wandered around, looking here and there, and then asked: "Where is the apron?"

The third child shook his head, there was no such thing.

Yuan Yi seemed to have bought some before, but since he told the children that she would no longer come, Qingjuan happily threw away all the things that belonged to Yuan Yi.

Probably including aprons too.

Qingjuan was a little cautious: "How about I go buy it."

"Go do your homework." Yao Siyun glared at her, "You want to go out to play again, right? Let your dad go."

Then the third child went out.

Aprons are sold in the grocery store in front of the community. He bought them, then took out the Nokia that was still not broken when hit with a brick, and called Tong: "...I left the person..."

In fact, there was no need to stay at all. This person seemed to have no intention of leaving. It was Chun Shang. It looked like she had brought both summer and winter clothes in her luggage. "Where are her family members? Call them to pick them up quickly. I don't have time...

It’s been so long that I really can’t explain clearly…”

Lin Yutong responded, "We are getting ready to rush over there..." No matter what, she had to go back with Shi Ke and Qiao Guohong.

She went home and packed up all her things, and then she received a call from Qiao Guohong: "...The plane ticket is gone...If we take the train, we might as well take a flight tomorrow. We will arrive at the same time."

This is true.

When I made an appointment to go out tomorrow, after hanging up the phone, Lin Yutong snorted softly, really dumbfounding.

Why are the plane tickets gone?

Wherever the Qiao family really wants to go, there are planes available at the military airport at any time.

We have also used privileges.

Qiao Guohong just had a second thought and was not in a hurry to go.

There must be someone following Yao Siyun over there who was watching, so she knew everything was fine and didn't panic.

It's boring to say this.

But the third child over there thought Tong was coming back soon, and he felt relieved.

I took my apron and walked slowly home.

I opened the door and saw my daughter sitting in front of the dining table. The table was covered with old newspapers, and the child was lying on it doing homework. She was afraid of dirtying the notebook.

The floor at home had been mopped clean, and the dirty clothes should have been put into the washing machine. He heard the sound of the washing machine turning.

He walked in quietly, put his head in his head and asked his daughter in a low voice: "Where is the person?"

Qingjuan grabbed the pen and pointed to the kitchen, and then a voice came from the kitchen: "Bring it in after you buy it. I heard the door ring."

Then the third child brought the apron in and found that she had put the dishes, bowls, chopsticks, and dishes in the pot and was cooking on the fire.

"It looks like it hasn't been used for a long time. It needs to be disinfected." She took the apron and turned around and went to work.

The third child didn't know how to answer the question, so he just nodded vaguely: "Well, these are women's things. They are good if you use them every day, but they will get dusty whenever you put them away." Then he watched others doing it while he rested.

It’s not a big deal, just ask: “What can I do?”

"Peel the onions and peel the garlic." Yao Siyun pointed to the refrigerator, "These are the only two things that can be used. Let's make chopped green onion noodles. I think there are also braised pork, ham, and a cold dish for a simple snack. I'll go shopping tomorrow.

…”

I haven’t had homemade hand-rolled noodles for a long time. My second sister’s place also has noodles, but they are either pulled noodles or ramen noodles. There are no hand-rolled noodles like this. They are not sold outside. Any housewife can make noodles.

Therefore, there is no market for this kind of noodles in the local area, so they are not sold. The noodles sold outside are not bad at all, they are just a little bit oily. Especially the meaty oil, without some meaty flavor, who will

Eat it.

I haven't eaten such refreshing scallion noodles in sour soup for a few days.

When the food was served, Qingjuan asked her father: "Aren't you waiting for my brother?"

The third child hurriedly looked at Yao Siyun, but saw that she was only slightly stunned for a moment, and then after a flash of confusion, she said matter-of-factly: "You guys eat first, otherwise the noodles will be lumpy. I will make another one for your brother."

Then go to the kitchen.

I haven't finished eating the noodles here, and the aroma from the kitchen is coming out again.

What is this thing that smells so good?

Qingjuan lay at the door of the kitchen and looked in. The round pancakes were sprinkled with chopped green onions, sesame seeds, and diced ham and shredded pork. They looked delicious.

"No." Yao Siyun twisted his face and deliberately said with a sullen face: "I'll heat it up for you tomorrow morning for breakfast, and you'll be 70% full for dinner. Otherwise, you'll have too much food."

After dinner, the third child took over the task of washing the pots and dishes. He glanced outside from time to time, and saw that the woman was checking her daughter's homework, with a serious face, but also spoke softly.

Qingjuan was as obedient as a kitten and could not help but mute her voice.

After finishing my homework, I took a shower and went to bed.

Yao Siyun followed his daughter in, and the third child breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, I didn’t sleep with him.

He quickly returned to his room, closed the door, and lay down.

I thought silently in my heart: It’s safe and sound.

However, Qingjuan said that it was the first time that Qingjuan fell asleep to the sound of such a softly whispered story. Before falling asleep, he muttered: "I must be dreaming..." When he woke up from the dream tomorrow, there would definitely be nothing left.

But Yao Siyun laughed: You are talking like a child, you were born by me, I am your biological mother, where can I go?

When the child fell asleep, she turned off the light and came out.

Then he frowned and looked at the wall clock in the living room. It was already half past nine.

I took a shower, changed into pajamas, found a thick shawl to put on, and sat quietly on the sofa, checking the time from time to time.

Qinghui was shocked as soon as he walked in the door.

Did you go to the wrong door?

He stepped back in a daze, and was about to say sorry, but then he thought wrongly. If it were someone else's house, his key wouldn't be able to open someone else's door. Moreover, what was sitting inside the door were my father's brown-red leather shoes.

Polish the shoes, only the uppers and not the uppers. The small pair next to them are Samsung sneakers that my sister has been clamoring to buy. They have only been on my feet for two days, and the white lining has changed color.

That's right. This is your home.

He was about to ask who the other party was when he saw the woman on the sofa was not angry and was speaking in a hushed voice. Her voice was not high but it made people dare not argue for no reason. She said, "Do you know if you are coming back?" Then she raised her finger and pointed at the wall clock.

Where, “Don’t look at what time it is now?”

Who?

baffling!

Of course I know how to come back to my home.

As for what time I will come back, do you care?

Who are you?

He was stunned when he was accused. Before he could utter a word in defense, he heard the scolding coming again: "Why are you standing there? Why don't you come in!"

Qinghui felt that he couldn't stand there in a daze, so he changed his shoes. He just wanted to know what happened to his father and his sister.

Entering the living room, this woman whom she had never seen before stood up and her voice softened: "Have you eaten?"

Someone chartered a car and went to the city, but didn't have time to eat.

His stomach growled at the right time, and then he felt a warm and delicate finger tap on his forehead, and his tone was filled with hatred: "You!" She kicked and walked to the kitchen,

Then he ordered: "Wash your hands first."

The familiar tone, the intimate care, and Qinghui's face are particularly ugly.

Is this an act with yourself or something?

I knew that my father was unreliable, so I said I would not get married. I sent away a god of plague and got a man like this, who chanted, chanted, and beat me. Everything was possible.

Suppressing his temper, he washed his hands and came out. The table was already on the table.

A bowl of white rice porridge and a plate of steaming pancakes.

He walked over, not daring to eat it, in case it was poisonous.

My father and sister don't even sleep in the early hours of the morning. They are like night owls, so they both go to bed so early?

unusual!
To be continued...