Chapter 244: Crooked Mouth God of War Qin Weihong
“I am in good health and my child is healthy.
You can also move around a little bit every now and then, don’t stay in the house all the time.”
After taking the pulse, Shen Suqin gave instructions to the young couple.
He rubbed his temples, glanced outside the door, and whispered:
"The hospital has been a bit uneasy lately, so try to come less often."
There was an inexplicable surge of troublemakers in the hospital, and she was taken away for questioning a few days ago, but fortunately nothing happened.
Xie Yi understood immediately and exchanged a glance with Lin Xiaotong: "Hey, we understand. Let's go back first."
I first went to Qianjin Photo Studio to pick up the developed photos, and the way home went smoothly when I passed by the scrap yard.
Lin Xiaotong was thinking of going in to take a look, but before the car stopped, she saw a group of people rummaging around in the yard, throwing garbage out the door from time to time.
Now there is no need to go. Lin Xiaotong put on her hat and caught a glimpse of the familiar red armband at the door of the scrap station.
After poking Xie Yi's waist, he quickened his speed and kicked back.
The car turned into the alley, and the courtyard was still the same as usual.
"Dad, Mom, we're back."
"You kid, you're shouting so loudly, your dad can still hear it."
Xie Da Jiao was sitting on a small stool with a black cloth on her legs. She was constantly grinding wood with her hands and blowing away the sawdust.
Lin Xiaotong took off her hat and handed the paper bag containing the photos to Xie Dajiao:
"Dad, the photos I took earlier have been developed. Take a look."
"Let me see, we took so many photos this time that our photo frames are full. How about I make another one when I have time?"
Xie Da Jiao flipped through the family photos, slowly admiring them and nodding from time to time. He thought the photo of him and Xiulan was the best.
Gao Xiulan came out of the house and came over: "I want to take a look too."
Flipping through the photos one by one, I realized that our family has taken quite a few photos in the past few years.
Apart from the family photos, the rest are put into photo albums, and it costs a lot of money to spend on them.
But looking back at it now, it still makes a lot of sense.
"I don't think it's necessary. Just change a few new ones every year and it will look fresh."
Gao Xiulan thought about the fact that the photo frame had accidentally fallen upright, and quickly thought of an excuse to dissuade Old Xie from doing so.
"Xiu Lan, you are really thoughtful. I will listen to you."
Xie Da Jiao thought his wife felt sorry for him and felt warm in his heart.
The atmosphere was so harmonious that the young couple had no time to interrupt and went into the house holding hands.
Lin Xiaotong took off her coat, lay on the bed, and sighed: "It's still more comfortable to stay at home!"
"I think so too."
Xie Yi was in the same posture, resting his head on his hands while looking at the wooden beam above his head, and silently moving his body closer to it.
"Stay away from me, I'm hot."
"No."
The two people in the room were fighting like elementary school chickens. You tickled my armpits, and I poked the ticklish spot on your waist.
Gao Xiulan knocked on the door and asked, "It's late now, and I need to prepare dinner. What do you want to eat for lunch?"
Lin Xiaotong got up from the bed and replied, "I'm here, Mom. I want to eat fish head stewed with tofu. I'll help cut the tofu."
Now that the weather is cold, tofu will become frozen if left outside.
Although not as tender and smooth as fresh tofu, frozen tofu is porous and can absorb soup and flavor more easily.
Xie Yi refused to be outdone: "I'll cut the fish head."
"Xiu Lan, let me light the fire."
"OK."
"Mom, why is there a patch of hair missing from Zhima's butt? Did he fight with the cat outside?"
Lin Xiaotong saw Zhima sleeping on Xie Yi's cotton shoes at the door of the room. Oh my, he had become a poor little thing with no hair.
Gao Xiulan couldn't help but laugh: "No way! It was a fight with Xiaoju. It seems that Sanhua in the front yard also took a bite."
Xie Yi squatted down and stroked the cat, jokingly saying, "Good fellow, the family is still fighting among themselves."
Sesame is still at the bottom of the food chain.
"Yo yo yo, you still want to bite me."
Zhima bent his waist and made gurgling sounds with his mouth. As soon as Xie Yi dodged, Zhima ran away.
"You have nothing to do, so why do you have to provoke him?"
Gao Xiulan was both angry and amused.
Lin Xiaotong pursed her lips to hold back her laughter, and Xie Dajiao glanced at her son with pretended disgust.
"He's been like this since he was little. Xiulan, do you remember? When he was three years old, didn't he break one of our dad's blue and white porcelain teapots?
He insisted on touching it, and wouldn't let me. Finally, he waved his hand and the teapot fell to the ground and broke into two pieces."
The tips of Xie Yi's ears turned red, and he held the knife even harder as he chopped the fish head.
"Comrade Xie, look at you, all you do all day is look up old calendars.
This happened many years ago, and they still say that this is not allowed outside.
Comrade Xiulan, Comrade Xiaolin, you two are still laughing! "
"Ahem, I won't laugh anymore. I really won't laugh anymore."
Damn it, the corners of my mouth just won’t bend.
…
It was time to go back to work after the annual leave. When Xie Yi sent her to work, he waited until everyone left and then went to the counter in high spirits.
He Cuicui arrived soon, carrying a bag of plum-flavored melon seeds.
Just like a local boss, he threw the bag on the counter.
"Try it. My aunt fried it for me. It's sour. Try it."
Lin Xiaotong opened the bag, and a strong sour smell hit her face, which looked sour.
I put one in my mouth, and as soon as I tasted it with my tongue, my face wrinkled up.
She's so jealous.
"Ahem, how many sour plums did you put in this? Doesn't it taste sour to you?"
He Cuicui stuffed it into her mouth, and Lin Xiaotong's teeth felt sore just watching.
"It's not sour. My aunt dried some wild sour plums last year. These taste authentic."
I have to admire him, he is a real iron stomach warrior.
As he was speaking, Qin Weihong came in, with brisk steps and humming a tuneless song.
Lin Xiaotong silently said in her heart: One, two, three
Qin Weihong's expression changed in an instant. She pinched her nose, frowned, and yelled:
"He Cuicui, did you bring all the vinegar jars from your home?
Oh my god, this floor smells terrible."
He Cuicui had just tightened the bag of melon seeds and curled her lips. Her uncle asked her to stay away from the people from the Revolutionary Committee during this period of time.
"I'm so sorry, you can't smell it now, right?"
Qin Weihong sniffed again, snorted coldly, and lay on the counter looking at herself in the mirror.
By the time Sister Mei and Yan Yue arrived, it was almost time to go to work.
It is inevitable that there is some relaxation right after the Chinese New Year, and the same goes for those who come to buy things, always thinking again and again.
But what's strange is that Qin Weihong's ready-made wardrobe counter didn't see the young lady getting angry today.
Lin Xiaotong didn't have to keep looking to notice that this person's mouth was always tilted upwards today.
Someone came to ask about the price, and his mouth twisted.
Someone came and tentatively touched the material with their hands, their mouths twisted.
In the end, we succeeded in scaring away some of the timid people.
A few days later, Lin Xiaotong heard from Gao Xiulan that there was a rumor that a salesperson with a crooked mouth appeared in the department store.
…
Chen Lan stayed at home for several days and her complexion improved a little. Then she came to see Hao Jianjun wearing thick clothes.
"Chen Lan, is the weather so cold recently? You look scary."
"It's because the kids have been making so much noise lately that I can't sleep well at night."
"Then why don't you move in with me."
"Forget it then. What's our relationship? Why would I want to live with you?"
"What do you think our relationship is?"
"By the way, Jianjun, why haven't I seen Wei Hong recently? Is she still mad at me?
How about this, after get off work today, let’s invite Wei Hong to our house for dinner. I’ll cook a few dishes. What do you think?
Jianjun, why are you looking at me like that?"
"Chen Lan, Chen Lan, I just suddenly realized that you are quite talkative."
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