Remember in one second [Jiujiu Novels Network
Zhang Shuying advised, looking at her son Xie Yan with her almond-shaped eyes. He was wearing a sweater with his shirt collar messed up inside. Suddenly, she felt that she didn't recognize her son anymore.
Young people all over the street are wearing this, and her son has also realized that it is fashionable.
This is really incredible.
He was the same as the old man. In order to pursue her, he dressed up very energetically, which did attract her.
The son really takes after his father.
However, Dai Dai didn't seem to look at it twice.
Zhang Shuying tried to hold back her laughter, and she hugged the puppy even more passionately.
Xie Yan's dark eyes were fixed on Xue Qingdai, but he quickly looked away, "Mom, you are wrong. I don't care. If you have time, knit a little piece of clothing for Yanyan. It's afraid of the cold."
"Okay, you really don't care?" Zhang Shuying remembered that her son was not sociable when he was little.
Like a little adult, he had his own ideas and gradually stopped using this nickname.
When Xie Yan was born, the old man thought about this name for a long time.
The old man had high hopes for Xie Yan and taught him to read and write since he was a child.
This is something that the older family doesn't have. As a mother, she is selfish and she wants to give Xie Yan the best of everything.
She married a man much older than her and was criticized countless times, but her family lived the best life.
That's enough.
Zhang Shuying's hand was licked by the dog's tongue, and her attention finally turned to it.
Xie Yan looked at Xue Qingdai's pouting red lips and said, "I don't mind..."
It’s useless even if he minds, right?
It’s not like she hasn’t resisted before. Dai Dai became more and more excited as the conversation went on.
Xue Qingdai looked at Xie Yan intently with her crescent eyes, as if her whole world was Xie Yan. She pulled Xie Yan's sleeve and said happily:
"Then let's build a small home for Yanyan, using those old wooden boards."
Xie Yan moved his mouth. What was he about to ask just now? He was stunned by her gentle gaze.
"OK!"
OK! Let's make a nest for my son first.
Xue Qingdai: “It should be like a small house with a triangle on top. Make it bigger so Yanyan can live in it for ten or eight years.”
Xie Yan listened carefully and looked at a few wooden boards in the corner of the house that were covered with moss and were probably unusable.
"Xie Yan, didn't you just change your clothes?" Zhang Shuying asked. Her son's mind was like a mess in front of Daidai.
Xie Yan: “It’s okay.”
Xue Qingdai just thought that Xie Yan had just finished taking a shower. She held Xie Yan's slightly calloused palm, which was really warm. The man's palm also held hers in return.
"Xie Yan, let's do it again when we get back. I feel really bad for you. You must have been exhausted from laying all the bricks just now."
If Yanyan's doghouse was too ugly, she would feel uncomfortable looking at it.
Xie Yan fell silent, looking at her tenderly with his phoenix eyes. His heart seemed to be floating in warm water, making him completely exhausted.
That little job certainly wouldn't tire him out.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
Zhang Shuying shook her head helplessly. Xie Yan was really hopeless. It was useless for her to say anything anyway.
She teased: "Son, your collar is well done. Who did you learn this from?"
She's not bragging, her son inherited all the good qualities from her and the old man.
Her facial features are very regular, her nose is high, and her eyes are particularly expressive.
Whatever clothes you wear, you look straight.
There was no one in the neighborhood more handsome than her son.
After joining the army, his previously fair skin became tanned, his personality became more and more stable, and his appearance became his least noteworthy advantage.
I am about to get married, time flies.
It would be nice to have grandchildren.
However, this is impossible.
Her tears had dried up by then.
I just want my son to be with the person he loves.
"Mom, I used to wear it like this." Xie Yan didn't want Xue Qingdai to find out too deliberately.
Zhang Shuying smiled faintly and carried the puppy to warm herself by the fire. It would be better if her son didn't say this. He only had the same few clothes in the past and never bought new ones.
Xie Yan tugged at his collar with his fingers, feeling a little hot, and was looked at with curious eyes by Xue Qingdai.
"Xie Yan, is your wound healed?" Xue Qingdai accidentally touched Xie Yan's Adam's apple.
Xie Yan's body shuddered, and he immediately stepped back, whispering: "Okay."
The scratches from the cat's claws healed in two or three days, but the teeth marks on the shoulder are still red and a little itchy, which makes me want it even more.
Xue Qingdai didn't want to ask more questions. It was Xie Yan's fault last time. He bit her mouth but it was not serious enough.
Xie Yan: "The wood in the corner is wet. I will buy some good wood in a few days and make a doghouse for my son."
Xue Qingdai unbuttoned Xie Yan's collar and saw that the scratches on his neck were indeed gone, then she buttoned it up again.
"Then let's go together?" Xue Qingdai really likes shopping with Xie Yan.
Xie Yan looked down at her smiling face and replied in a deep voice: "Yeah."
I really want to hug her tightly.
Xie Yan clenched his fists and endured it.
Wait a little longer, until she is old enough to get the marriage certificate...
More and more people come to Xue Qingdai at Jirentang to see their doctors.
She doesn't like "returning customers" when it comes to medical treatment. She hopes that there will be very few people in the world suffering from illness.
They were all introduced to me by relatives and friends who were patients I had cured in the past.
Although there were many patients, Xue Qingdai and her fellow seniors had a natural understanding. Perhaps because they had similar personalities, they thought and worked in the same direction.
After finishing today's work, everyone had their own private meal as agreed.
Senior sister Fan Hua brought her secret egg sauce, and Xue Qingdai brought potatoes and eggplants given by the neighbors.
Senior brother Yang Lin is deft and is responsible for wrapping big rice dumplings with vegetable leaves.
Fan Hua served the freshly fried peanuts and gathered around the table to watch Yang Lin make rice dumplings.
Xue Qingdai held the lunch bag handed to her by her senior brother and ate it with great satisfaction.
"Brother and sister, you are really a magical team. Not only can you be good at medicine, but you can also be good at cooking."
"Junior sister, please don't pair me and Yang Lin up. We know each other too well. It's impossible for us to be together."
Fan Hua and Yang Lin were responsible for wrapping and seasoning respectively, and they wanted to make more and send them to their master Shen Shichun.
Also bring some to each of their homes.
Yang Lin's smile faded a little, "Senior sister doesn't want to cook for me, so she wants to feed it to Junior Sister."
Fan Hua lowered her head and said nothing. She couldn't understand Yang Lin's roundabout way of speaking.
"Yes, Junior Sister praised the dishes I cooked for her, but you are the only one who finds fault with my dishes."
"Oh, I really put less salt in the egg sauce this time." Yang Lin finally finished his work and tasted it slowly.
"Yang Lin, I knew you had something against me! The white flour buns you steamed are all sour."
Xue Qingdai: "..."
It was such a familiar quarrel, happening almost every day, she had gotten used to it.
She took a few lunch boxes back with her as she must let Xie Yan taste the cooking skills of her senior brothers and sisters.
On her way back, Xue Qingdai met Zhao Meiqin hesitating on the street.
She just wanted to pretend she didn't see it.
After all, Zhao Meiqin was not a good person. Fighting in winter was somewhat tiring, and her light weight did not give her an advantage.
The clothes were getting thicker and thicker, and she couldn't pierce the needle accurately.
After briefly analyzing the advantages of both sides, Xue Qingdai decided to stay put.
Zhao Meiqin used her body to stop Xue Qingdai's bicycle.
"What are you doing? Are you trying to scam me? It just so happens that my brother Yan's brother is on duty today, so he can show you around."
Xue Qingdai pushed the bell twice, "Ding-ling-ling", raised her chin, pretending to be someone who was not easy to bully, and her palms were sweating a little.
"Xie Yan, is that your sister-in-law?" Li Xinren asked Xie Yan to have dinner with him, but his good brother reluctantly agreed because his heart was not here at all.
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