Chapter 111 You understand, you understand, you understand best
Qin Jingming returned to the room with doubts, and saw Qiao Wanqing making the quilt as soon as he entered the room.
He casually placed the booklet wrapped in red cloth on the head of the kang and went to help make the quilt.
"What does Mom want to call you about?" Qiao Wanqing asked curiously.
"It's not Mom, it's Dad. He seemed to have given me a book, but I haven't had time to read it yet!" Qin Jingming pointed to the red cloth on the head of the kang.
"You go to sleep first, I'll go wash up." Qin Jingming was not in a hurry to read the book, but went to the yard to fetch water and wash up.
Curious baby Qiao Wanqing came online, opened the red cloth, and found that the words on the surface of the book cover had been worn away. She turned over the first page and saw the text and pictures inside, and her face immediately blushed.
With a "creak!", the door was pushed open.
Qiao Wanqing hurriedly wrapped up the hot booklet and threw it on the head of the kang.
He quickly crawled into his quilt and covered his head.
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Qin Jingming was a little confused by her series of actions, and soon he realized that she was shy.
Seeing that the red envelope had been moved, Qin Jingming walked forward and picked it up to take a look.
I turned to the first page, then looked at the second page, and the third page!
Seeing that the pages of the book are a little yellowed and the reluctant look in my father's eyes, I can guess that this book is my father's most precious treasure!
After turning off the lights, Qin Jingming took off his shirt and pants and got into his bed.
The girl's fragrance continued to fill Qin Jingming's body, making it difficult for him to ignore it.
"Have you read the pamphlet?"
"It was an unintentional mistake. I thought..." Qiao Wanqing thought about it, but couldn't find a suitable excuse, so she gave up and stopped looking. "Anyway, curiosity killed the cat."
"Hehe..." Just when Qiao Wanqing thought Qin Jingming was asleep, his suppressed and low laughter was heard.
Qiao Wanqing blushed even more. "It's just a pair of mandarin ducks embracing each other in the water, making love. What's so great about that?"
"My lady, you are so talented!"
Uh, I just said two lines of ancient poetry, and he started cosplaying with me?
Should I praise him for being sensible, or should I praise him for being sensible?
"Good night, my husband!"
"good evening!"
In the second half of the night, Qiao Wanqing, who felt a little cold, decisively rolled over to a heater.
Poor Qin Jingming, he couldn't sleep in the first half of the night and had no sleep in the second half.
I finally made it to dawn and fell asleep.
Qiao Wanqing, who was sleeping in a daze, felt that there was a stove beside her. When she wanted to push it away, she felt something hot and elastic.
I pinched it subconsciously, and the little hand was grabbed. "Be good, sleep a little longer." A magnetic voice came from above my head, just like being poured with a basin of cold water in winter, which made me wake up in an instant.
Turning around, she saw her own quilt, lying alone with the mattress, while she herself had crawled into Qin Jingming's quilt.
"I'm awake, you can sleep a little longer!" So, Qiao Wanqing quickly crawled back into her quilt and completed the arduous task of changing clothes in the quilt.
After finishing, I folded the quilt and went to wash up.
Seeing Qiao Wanqing get up so early, Qin's mother was a little worried. Her third son was a soldier and should have enough physical strength. Why did her daughter-in-law look like nothing happened?
Thinking of this, he kicked Qin's father who was lighting a fire in front of the stove.
"Did you say it or not?"
"That's it!"
"What?" When Qin's mother heard that things had gone wrong, she raised the spatula and was about to swing it.
"I gave my treasure to the third child, he understood it immediately." Qin's father hurriedly stopped the spatula. Oh my god, if he shoveled it down, his image would be completely destroyed. How would he establish himself in the hearts of his children in the future?!
"Your baby?"
"Yes!"
"Didn't I tell you to tell me? What if the Third Brother doesn't understand?"
"Men will understand it at a glance. Besides, there are many married people around him and he must have heard a lot of jokes. How could he not understand it?" After Qin's father said this, Qin's mother felt relieved and felt that it made sense.
After Qiao Wanqing finished washing up, she wanted to come over to help, but Qin's mother refused and asked her to call the third child to get up for dinner.
When he returned to the room, Qin Jingming had already gotten up. The quilt he had folded earlier had been folded into a tofu block, neatly and squarely.
The kang had been cleaned and he had changed into a clean set of clothes.
He had already put the old clothes he took off yesterday into a big basin, ready to wash them!
"Let me do it!" Qiao Wanqing thought of her changed underwear and hurriedly wanted to take the big basin, but Qin Jingming dodged her.
"The water is cold, let me wash it." Qin Jingming took it out to wash without saying anything.
Halfway through washing, I saw two small pieces of white floral underwear, and a blush spread from my face to my ears and neck.
I got up and took a small basin, washed them separately, put them separately, and even hung them to dry separately at the end.
He also carefully made a simple wooden clothes hanger and hung the washed underwear on the sunny side of the small window in his room, where they could get sunlight without being seen by others.
Qiao Wanqing was caught off guard by his thoughtful gesture.
There will always be regrets in life. No one is perfect.
Qiao Wanqing became less and less concerned about Qin Jingming's chronic illness.
During breakfast, Qin's mother specially steamed a large bowl of egg custard so that everyone in the family could have it. To make it fair, she divided it with a knife and each person scooped out their portion with a spoon.
Qin Jingming put his portion directly into Qiao Wanqing's bowl and said, "Eat more."
"Wanqing, if you don't like the food, just tell me." After all, she was a new daughter-in-law, and Mother Qin was afraid that she would be wronged.
"Mom is such a good cook, how can I not enjoy the food? I will never get tired of eating it every day." Putting aside other things, Qiao Wanqing absolutely provides emotional value unconditionally!
"My dear daughter, it is fate given by God that you should enter my home!" Qiao Wanqing's words made Qin's mother very happy!
And Yang Meilan finally understood the shortcomings of her and Jia Shuhui!
After breakfast, while the three women were chatting in the kitchen, Qin's father took his eldest son and sneaked into his room.
"Dad, are you going to steal landmines?" Qin Jingming didn't want to complain, but he really couldn't bear to look at his father's sneaky look.
"You little bastard!" Qin's father kicked him, and Qin Jingming dodged.
Didn’t kick it!
Qin's father ignored this and asked him if he had read the booklet as soon as he entered the room.
"Dad, I'm not a three-year-old kid who knows nothing!"
"You understand, you understand, you understand best. Children of your age are already doing soy sauce. Since you understand it, give it back to me!" Hearing his son bragging to him that he knew it, Qin's father immediately felt sorry for the booklet he had given away at the cost of his own flesh and blood.
At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, that is, to come back.
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