Because of twenty-ring firecrackers, Swing Jin was chased all over the yard and beaten by his mother.
Dabao was nestled in He Ziqing's arms, looking blankly at the broken whip on the ground. The New Year here was really shabby, and I guess there was no need to look forward to fireworks at night, but my uncle must have suffered a terrible disaster.
He looked at Qiu Yinuo pleadingly, hoping that his mother could save his uncle.
Unexpectedly, her mother smiled happily than anyone else, and stepped aside with her second baby in her arms, trying to give their mother and son more room to play.
"Sister, please save me. You didn't stop me when the whip was released!"
"So, I can't stop our mother. I'm also afraid of getting beaten."
In the past, the son was ranked first, and I don’t know if it was due to being separated by another generation. Now, the eldest and second treasures are ranked first, and the son has to lean back.
Swing Qianjin grimaced, "Mom, stop fighting, I can't run anymore, my legs are sore."
Cheng Hongying put down the fire stick, sat down on the small bench in the yard, and panted: "Without fighting, I can't run anymore."
Seeing that her son also found a step to sit down, Cheng Hongying stood up suddenly, and at lightning speed, she fell on Zhu Qianjin, raised her hand and slapped her, "Let you run, let you run."
"Hey, Mom, why don't you keep your words?"
"I'll beat you as long as I beat you. You made my legs sore when I ran."
Qiu Yinuo was stunned and glanced at Cheng Hongying who was laughing heartily. The warm winter sun shone on her face. Her hearty smile made her eyebrows stretch, hiding a bit of naughtiness and an indescribable childishness.
At this moment, she seemed to understand that before her mother became a mother, she was also a playful child.
Swing Qianjin didn't dare to resist. She sat on the ground and kicked her legs, "Cheng Hongying, are you still a mother? You even bully your own son."
Qiu Yinuo: Ah! Why do these words sound so familiar to me? Where have I heard them before?
The next second she looked at Dabao, who was very resentful, and she immediately thought that this boy loved to say that she didn't look like a mother.
Cheng Hongying's brows jumped when she saw her son's ungrateful behavior, "Get up quickly, mother, there are too many dead people on the ground."
Although the cotton pants were not new, they couldn't withstand his torment.
He kicked me mercilessly, "Get up quickly and light the fire. I'm going to cook."
After He Ziqing finished watching the excitement, he consciously followed Cheng Hongying to the kitchen to help.
"Auntie, our house is really lively."
"Qingqing, what is your family like during the New Year?"
He Ziqing thought for a while, "My family is actually quite lively. My mother died early, but my father opened a martial arts school and took in many homeless brothers and sisters. Auntie, don't you know that we have to eat every time we have dinner?" Grab the food, otherwise you won’t be able to eat it.”
"Then you, a weak and weak girl, can you still win over those men?"
"Although I am a woman, I am better than any of them." She is a secret learner and understands things more thoroughly than her brothers and fellow apprentices. This is also a point that her father is very disappointed with.
He Ziqing waved his fist, "It won't be a problem to hit three with one."
"I can see that you girl gets up early every day to exercise. My girl goes to bed after eight o'clock. I heard that she wants to learn martial arts from you. I think she will brag."
"Auntie, Sister Yinuo is breastfeeding now. When she weans the child, she will definitely become more diligent."
"Who knows? Anyway, you can't tell that she is diligent now. She wakes up late and takes a nap, and goes to bed early at night. Don't you think she spends all her time sleeping?"
The two whispered in the kitchen. Qiu Yinuo asked Jin Zi to look at the twins while he went to Aunt Ma's house to get new cotton-padded jackets.
He said New Year greetings before entering, "Aunt Ma, have a wonderful New Year. Where are my uncle and children?"
"When they got up in the morning, they pestered their father to take them to the town to visit the supply and marketing cooperative. You came just in time. The cotton-padded jackets are ready. With the leftover materials, I made two children's cotton hats for you on my own initiative."
Aunt Ma is an honest person. As long as she has scraps, she will most likely make use of them.
"Aunt Ma, your hands are so skillful! This little hat is so beautifully made."
In fact, she didn't know that Aunt Ma kept the remaining fabric and cotton for herself, but she made a cotton-padded jacket with great care, and she must express her gratitude.
He took out a handful of candies from his pocket, which cost about six or seven yuan, "This is what I left for my children's sweet mouth."
Candy is a rare thing, so Aunt Ma quickly pushed her to take it back.
After tearing for a while, Aunt Ma got tired.
There was really a disparity in physical strength, so I couldn't refuse success.
Qiu Yinuo returned home with her cotton-padded jacket in her arms. First she pulled her mother to try it on, "Come and try to see if it fits you?"
"As long as the cotton-padded jacket is not too small, you can try whatever you want." Even though she said this, Cheng Hongying happily put on a new cotton-padded jacket.
Jin Jin, who was holding Dabao and playing with Feifei, praised him heartily, "Mom, the material my sister chose for you is really good. You look at least ten years younger when you wear it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dabao started to fly again.
Accompanied by Dabao's giggling sound, Zhu Qianjin asked: "Dabao, has grandma become more beautiful?"
"Yes, he looks very energetic and energetic."
"Swing gold, be careful, don't drop the big treasure." After receiving the praise from her daughter, Cheng Hong kept grinning beautifully. "Okay, as long as you two can talk, I will be busy in the kitchen alone, and I have to cook."
"When I go to my grandma's house for dinner tonight, you're wearing this cotton-padded jacket."
"Don't be ridiculous. I'm going to wear this new cotton-padded jacket. Your aunt and your aunt will definitely tease me together."
"It's sour. With me here, I can still make you suffer."
Before leaving, Cheng Hongying said again, "Don't lift it too high. It's dangerous. If the second baby doesn't like to play, don't play with him."
Jinzi has always treated everyone equally. When playing with Dabao, he will definitely bring Erbao with him. This kind of game is only enjoyable for Dabao. As for Erbao...
There was no reaction at all. Occasionally when he was flying in the air, he would be so sleepy that he would yawn continuously.
One time he even fell asleep, which made Kaneko feel very unfulfilled.
Two meals in winter, even during the Chinese New Year, are no exception.
That is to say, Qiu Yinuo came back and she would get hungry easily after breastfeeding, so Cheng Hongying started a small stove for her alone.
At eleven o'clock noon, dinner is served on time.
Qiu Yinuo was looking forward to today's shrimp. "Mom, I'm going to wash my hands. I'm waiting to eat the shrimp."
She couldn't even think about raw pickled shrimps, but this year it would be nice to have boiled shrimps, which made her happy just thinking about it.
Swing Qianjin was also looking forward to it, and even swallowed his saliva in dismay.
There was a turmoil until Qiu Yinuo entered the room with wet hands and looked at the shrimp on the kang table and suddenly fell silent.
You Qi asked unwillingly: "Mom, where are my shrimps?"
Cheng Hongying dragged a plate in front of her, "Are you blind? This is your shrimp."
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