Do not have to go to work on Saturday, Qianmai gets up a little late.
Slowly used breakfast, and leisurely walked a long circle along the lakeside avenue, looking east and west, both for exercise and relaxation. Ten o'clock has passed when I walked into "Lovely You".
Everything is tight and orderly, there is nothing she needs to worry about. He turned off his mobile phone and entered a small studio on the third floor to practice calligraphy and painting.
Dropping the ink and picking up the pen, a cloud of smoke. The sentiment that the pen peak falls, casts a touch of warmth on the landscape characters.
At this time, she always looked different from usual. The green silk is beautiful, with low eyebrows and concentration, holding a bamboo pen in hand, in the smudge of ink and plain paper, the whole person seems to have become like ink and wash paintings.
Without noticing the passing of time, the light in the room has gradually dimmed as he lowered his head and raised his head. I got up in the morning and looked at the calendar. In a few days, the winter solstice will be the winter solstice.
Qian Mai hurriedly packed up the drawing tools, said hello to Chen Mo, and hurriedly went downstairs and took a taxi home to cook. Peng Chen is good at talking, and the big deal will be settled in "Xin Peng Ji". What she was afraid of was her pseudo young master, who might call home to complain if she was unsatisfactory.
Anxiously, he rushed to the house, opened the door and entered, the interior lights were bright, and the kitchen was already wafting from the smell of food. At some point, Qian Xiaomo had already returned from Nanjiang, and was sitting quietly at the table making dumplings.
"Why come back today?" After the winter, the supermarket and the gastrodia elata business at home gradually became busy, and Qian Xiaomo went back to Nanjiang to help every weekend. I usually take the last bus home on Friday and return to the city on Sunday evening to go back to school.
Seeing her sister coming in, Qian Xiaomo turned her head and smiled quietly: "It was my parents who asked me to come back. Next Wednesday is the Winter Solstice Festival. Mom was afraid that Xiaohai would not be able to eat the balls at school, so she made the'Winter Solstice Pills' in advance and asked me to bring him back to eat It happened that there was someone slaughtering a cow in the village today, so Dad went and carried a few catties, and asked me to bring it up early when it was fresh..."
Qian Mai nodded, not surprising, this is what his parents who are "filial sons and filial daughters" do most often. I looked at the dumplings being made on the table, and asked: "Eat dumplings tonight?"
"No, I have already cooked the food, so I will fry two more greens later." Qian Xiaomo kept moving in her hands, and replied while wrapping: "I think there is a lot of beef, so I chopped some into dumplings. Freeze it. This is more convenient. If you want to eat, just grab it and cook it."
Approval flashed in the eyes of Potential Wheat. Xiao Mo's housework was covered. With her here, eating would definitely not be a problem. The heart that raised it was completely let go.
I walked into the kitchen and saw that beef was stewed on the stove, the soup in the pot was simmering, and the heat was boiling up and the aroma was overflowing. The steamer next to it is kept on a low heat. In addition to the "Winter Solstice Pills" specially eaten in advance, there are also braised sirloin, braised prawns and glutinous yellow croaker, all of which are favorites of meat eaters. Thanks to his gift, the two Qians sisters who don't like meat dishes turned out to be masters of meat dishes.
Out of habit, Qianmai opened the refrigerator and took a look. Unsurprisingly, the refrigerator was filled with vegetables and vegetables brought back from Nanjiang. Especially next to the generous piece of beef, there was actually a bigger piece of pork piled up.
Qian Mai thought about it briefly and discussed with her sister: "Xiao Mo, I rarely eat at home. You and Xiao Hai will go back to school tomorrow. We can't finish eating so much meat. Just make dumplings and freeze them for cousins, Liu Feipeng, and Zou Baiqiong. They send some, okay?" I think these bachelors who live alone might welcome frozen fast food more.
"Okay! First call and ask if they want it." Qian Xiaomo responded simply. She had already told her parents that with so much meat, her sister might have to eat until the end of the new year alone. Who told them not to listen, she had to bring her big and small bags.
Qianmai went to the next door and took his cell phone to make a call. While his cousin was shutting down, Zou Baiqiong and Liu Feipeng answered quickly. Hearing what she meant, one repeatedly called "Amitabha Buddha" and the other repeated "More and more, the better."
After hanging up the phone of the two of them, Qianmai called Peng Chen again and asked, "Where are you now? Are you coming over for dinner?"
Peng Chen was driving and replied: "I have already crossed the bridge, I will be there later."
"Then you drop by to the vegetable market and buy three catties of dumpling wrappers."
"Got it."
When Qianmai hung up the phone and sat down to help make dumplings, she found her sister's pink lips were slightly open, and she looked at her in surprise with a half-finished dumpling. A beauty is a beauty, even the look of a daze holding dumplings is so peaceful and graceful. Exclaimed: "What's the matter?"
"Sister, how can you let Brother Peng go to the vegetable market to buy dumpling wrappers?" Qian Xiaomo seriously doubted her auditory hallucinations.
"is it not OK?"
"It's okay, but it doesn't seem to be okay..." Qian Xiaomo's eyes were puzzled, and she nodded and shook her head again, some of whom couldn't explain why. These days, it is not uncommon for a man to cook and do housework, but when she thinks that Peng Chen is holding three catties of dumpling wrappers in her hand, she always feels weird.
But ten minutes later, when Peng Chen and Qian Xiaohai came back together, wearing dark blue jerseys and black wool coats, carrying a large casual satchel, Feng Danyun gently handed the dumpling skins to Qian Wheat, not knowing why. Qian Xiaomo felt not abrupt at all again. It seems that the two of them handed and collected like this, it was of course normal things.
It seems that a real handsome guy will not lose points even if he carries a hoe or dumpling wrappers.
Qian Xiaohai is also a white No. 5 striped jersey with two big bags in his hand. When he smells the scent, he rushes to the kitchen excitedly: "Is there beef at night?"
Seeing him twitching his nose to smell the smell, Latent Wheat was dizzy and funny, put down the dumpling wrappers, and quickly caught him and pushed him out: "Go take a shower and change clothes. Be careful of freezing."
Diving Xiaohai didn't follow, and the hungry ghost shouted like reborn: "I'm not cold! I'm so hungry, let me fill my stomach first."
Qianmai looked serious, and said: "No! Sweat all over, it smells so bad, go take a bath."
Despite her attitude, Qian Xiaohai had no choice but to take a bath in surprise. But he was quick to make a decision, entered the next door, dropped two big bags, and immediately began to undress. He threw the down jacket on the sofa at random, flipped up the jersey and took it off and stuffed it into Submersible's hand: "The neckline is torn, help me make it up." Then naked, "Hip Hop Hip Hop" shrank and rushed in. bathroom.
Qian Mai was a little bit dumbfounded. He tidyed up his messy jersey. The neckline was torn apart by several centimeters. He could not help but mutter softly, "Is this a game or a fight?"
Seeing the interesting interaction between the pair of siblings, Peng Chen laughed dumbly and tasted slightly. As soon as she returned to her natal family, she thought about her family, and he lost the sense of existence at all. It seems that you have to find a way to abduct her quickly.
After tidying up the things left by his brother, Qian Mai turned around and pulled Peng Chen into her room, letting him use the master bathroom. After busying, he adjusted the temperature of the water, and found a new towel and handed it to him.
Peng Chen took off his coat, but was not in a hurry to go in and wash, instead he hugged her into his arms, kissed her forehead and asked, "Where did you go today? I can't get through with the phone."
"I'm drawing on'cute you'."
"I went to find it, and they said they didn't see you."
"Maybe I didn't see it. I stayed alone in the studio on the third floor."
"Yeah. Before I shut it down next time, remember to send me a text message." God knows how upset he was when he couldn't reach her. He couldn't concentrate at all, so he had to drag a group of people to play ball. As a result, Shen Zhou was unsure of his mind, and was filled with baggage by Shen Zhou.
"I got it." Qian Mai responded with a mouthful, and hurriedly pushed him into the bathroom: "Go in quickly, be careful of catching a cold!"
"It's not cold! Let me hold her for a while." Smelling the faint scent of her body, as if a thin feather was struck across her heart, she was a little bit contemplative.
Qianmai is helpless, and he is not a three-year-old baby, so he has to ask four times for a bath. When I was about to say that Xiao Mo needed help, Xiao Hai’s next door shouted from outside: "Sister, I forgot to change the laundry. Help me get it..."
"Oh, come right away." Qianmai replied loudly, but couldn't get away the iron arms around his waist, and blamed half annoyedly: "Let go!"
"Don't let go, let him stay in the bathroom. If you lose everything, you should be taught a little bit." Peng Chen faked his public for personal gain, and the reason was high-sounding. Who makes this kid always stick to her, she will definitely help him with his aftermath if he is confident.
"Honestly, let go! If Xiao Hai notices something, believe it or not, we'll be in constant trouble?" Qianmai's intimidation still worked after all. When Qian Xiaohai urged again, Peng Chen chose to let go of the situation.
There was a gust of wind on the dining table, maybe it was really hungry, or maybe it was because the amount of food doubled after exercise, the potential home made not enough rice today. Thus, dumplings came in handy.
Two bowls of rice and a dozen dumplings were added to his belly, Qian Xiaohai burped contentedly: "Today's beef is really good!" After thinking about it, he said, "Sister, I'll steam 30 more dumplings and eat on the train tomorrow. ."
Then, completely ignoring the "meat-eaters" eyes of the two Qian's sisters, nodded to Peng Chen and got up. Regardless of his boss, eldest brother, or prospective brother-in-law, as long as he gets home, he is the one who has the final say! Hahahaha, it feels good to be back at home. Qian Xiaohai shook his head and went to the next door to call home in a good mood.
Obviously it's an ordinary homework, so he was so confused by what he said. Not only did he state the recipe for tonight, but also reported the lack of rice. The two Qian's sisters who came into the door after packing up their dishes were full of black lines, and their tongues were really long and long.
Qian Xiaomo entered his room to read the book, and Peng Chen sat at the desk and looked at the marketing plan on the desk indifferently. Qian Mai repaired the neckline of the jersey and threw it back to Qian Xiaohai of Tonghua Lianhua. This guy gets more and more excited as he speaks, it must be his mother who has promised him something good. Sure enough, sweet-mouthed children make people hurt!
After cleaning up the house roughly, Latent Wheat quickly became dizzy. In the bathroom of the master bedroom, her DHC pure lavender nourishing soap was squeezed into a weird shape, soaked softly and waxy, and it was one-third smaller. Sighing on his forehead, he ran out to Xingshi and asked, "You used my nourishing soap to take a bath?"
Peng Chen slowly raised his head from the project case, with an absolutely innocent face: "Can't it? It's just a little bit, I'll use it all up for you."
Qianmai choked completely, her poor nourishing soap, this person ruined it, and thought he was learning from Lei Feng to do good deeds. "Do you have a bit of common sense? This is what I use to wash my face. Don't look at it, it costs more than 100 yuan."
"So, it's no wonder there are so many bubbles." Peng Chen nodded and suddenly realized: "Then don't waste the rest, let me pack it back and use it up."
Qianmai sighed up to the sky, played the piano to the cow, and played the piano to the cow!
In the front of the living room, Dive Xiao Haier listened to the microphone and looked around, and quickly discovered the movement here. Anyway, I was almost done, so I hung up the phone. Ask them: "What's the matter?"
Peng Chen cleared his throat and didn't draft a lie at all: "We are discussing a project case." As if it were true, Qian Xiaohai was fooled. I didn't ask any more, calling Xiao Mo into the room repeatedly.
Speaking of the business case, Qian Mai immediately thought of serious business. Although this is just a hand-practice assignment assigned by Nan Haoran to Nan Weiwei, it is still a headache for her to be in her hands. Pulled a chair and sat down next to him, wanting Peng Chen to help him out.
After listening to the causes and consequences, Peng Chen put the plan in her bag, and all her headaches were solved: "I will help you fix this. Let's go out and play tomorrow."
"Let’s play later. I want to accompany Xiao Mo and Xiao Hai at home tomorrow. They will take the English exam next week, and they will prepare for the final exam next week. They won’t be back for a long time..."
"No problem. But, starting the day after tomorrow, you have to accompany me every day..."
The two were discussing quietly, Qian Xiaomo and Qian Xiaohai chased after me, squabbled into the living room, and circled the sofa. It was obvious that Qian Xiaomo was chasing Qian Xiaohai with a smile: "Give me another one, as long as one more is fine..."
Qian Xiaohai was obviously teasing her deliberately, teasing her with a grin and dodge to prevent her from doing what she wanted. Qian Maimai was strange, just about to ask, Qian Xiaomo asked her for rescuers: "Sister, come and rob. Xiao Hai has a lot of money."
"Okay." It turned out to be like this. Qianmai's blood boiled, and he rushed three or five steps to block Qian Xiaohai's retreat. The sisters worked together one after another to push him down on the sofa, and searched with their hands ruthlessly.
"Brother Peng, save me!" Qian Xiaohai tightly wrapped his clothes around, still doing the last struggle.
Peng Chen remained neutral and watched from the sidelines. Seeing the three people playing together, shook their heads and laughed. He originally thought that the dignified and elegant Qian Xiaomo was an odd number among the three younger siblings, but he didn't expect to be able to play like this in private. It really means "it's not that a family doesn't enter a family".
Seeing that no one was rescued, Qian Xiaohai immediately gave up the resistance wisely: "Stop, stop, I will give it to you."
When the goal was achieved, the sisters did not continue to struggle, and waited for him to offer the money. Qian Xiaohai was indignant, but after all he took out his wallet and handed out two to each person.
Latent Wheat leaned over and took a look. The purse was full of pink. According to visual observation, it was about four to five thousand yuan. Then he asked: "Before the exam, did you get your salary?" Although he asked his brother, he looked at Peng Chen.
Peng Chen spread his hands and said that the salary was settled by the Finance Department, and he didn't know the situation. Qian Xiaohai carefully put the remaining money into his clothes, and complained painfully: "Is it easy for me, this semester is exhausted to earn such a few dollars, and you will have to be the two of you."
The two Qian sisters laughed in a good mood for mischief. The money is really grabbed and used happily. Qian Mai asked his sister: "How much did he just give you in the room?"
Qian Xiaomo reported truthfully: "Three hundred."
Knowing the specific numbers, Qian Mai's eyes flashed approval, and he took the two threatening cash in his hand and knocked a note on his younger brother's forehead: "I'm grown up and sensible."
Hearing this, Qian Xiaohai's face turned cloudy anyway: "That is! Xiaosheng was 18 last year." However, some people can't stand it. In the next minute, he was so angry that Latent Wheat's teeth were itchy again: "Xiao Mo, go and wash my clothes, and brush my sneakers by the way."
Qian Mai was dissatisfied, and pushed him: "Go and wash yourself..." However, before she could finish her words, Qian Xiaomo went to the balcony laundry pool without saying a word.
Qianmai hates iron but not steel, and vents his anger on Qian Xiaohai: "If this goes on, sooner or later you will be spoiled by Mom and Xiao Mo. The four bodies do not work, and they do not even wash their clothes or shoes. How come there will be girls who like you in the future, who will take comfort in life, but foolishly find a young master to serve you..."
BALABALA, there is a steady stream of training words, and there are no repetitions at all within ten minutes.
Qian Xiaohai remained silent, bowing his head resentful like a little wife. Since entering junior high school, his sister has never twisted his ears, and has never used bamboo sticks to fry him with shredded pork. His face is saved, but his life is still in dire straits. Because my sister had a more ruthless trick, which was to keep chanting the scriptures in his ears until he admitted his mistake.
Originally, he was practice making perfect, and he could immediately admit his mistakes and avoid the pain of listening to the scriptures. But today's remarks, no matter how he felt it was suitable for the person sitting motionless at the desk to listen to it. So just reluctantly, bit the bullet and listened. Sister, elder sister, when you were in a relationship, how much I did my best to go to Hushan to explore the tiger's lair and break into the boyfriend's company. Why didn't I show some mercy when I didn't see you reciting the scriptures
Ten minutes later, when Qianmai took a sip of tea to ease his breath, Qian Xiaohai finally made a humming promise: "Don't worry, I won't let my wife do housework."
Qianmai retorted unceremoniously: "Then who did it? Turn the house into a garbage dump?"
There is always a way. The submersible sea soldiers will stop and flood the land: "If you have money, please ask a nanny to do it. If you don't have money, I will do it myself."
Qian Mai was an excited spirit, and narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"
Qian Xiaohai still didn't know it: "It means: the wife comes home for love and love, not for housework." After all, the corner of his eye faintly swept across the desk someone who was drinking tea and reading.
It’s just that Qian Xiaohai couldn’t think of it. The person who should have said something was stunned, but the person who shouldn’t have reacted suddenly became angry: "Okay, Xiaohai, my wife is a treasure. Housework. What about sister? Sister asked you to be a nanny?"
Qian Mai was sour and irritated in his heart, and rushed forward and punched him severely. As a result, people's flesh and stone hurt her hand. But he was angry, and there was another yelling.
There was a barely audible muffled cough in the room. Qian Xiaohai was so depressed that he wanted to hit the wall. Master Qingtian, Aunt Huang Tian, how could my position at home end up like this, and it would be wrong to just say anything
After cleaning up his younger brother, Qianmai went to the balcony with a calm face, turned off the faucet, and pushed his sister into the room: "Go in to Wenshu, let him wash these by himself."
"No, I'll be fine right away." Qian Xiaomo vaguely heard the movement in the room, wrinkled her nose cutely, and smiled softly: "It's much better now. I used to wash him every day in junior high and high school. Socks and sneakers are stinks."
"Idiot! You won't protest?"
"It's okay. Mom said, Xiaohai will be very hard in the future. A person has his parents to support, and his wife and children to support. So now I have to be nice to him and let him have a few more years of comfortable life."
At this time, Qianmai really couldn't say a word. Stroking his forehead and sighing deeply, it turned out that a slap couldn't make a sound. Xiao Hai's virtue was at least half of the credit for Xiao Mo.
Over the years, she has been studying in other places, and she spends only a few days at home every year. Even if she finds any problems, she still thinks about gathering less and more for the sake of more love and tolerance. As long as it is not too much, they will not be easily blamed and taught. Slowly, and I don't know when, two younger siblings were caught in the ears of life in the countryside. One was spoiled as a pseudo-master who didn't do housework, and the other was brainwashed into a little slave girl with no regrets.
This situation, let her do.
"Xiao Mo, it will be very hard for you to do such a big deal. After a long time, everyone will become accustomed to it and feel that your housework is a matter of course, and then you will suffer."
Unsurprisingly, Qian Xiaomo said "it doesn't matter" for years.
"It's all from my own family. Whoever does it is different. Besides, it probably won't last a few years. I think the aunt and the uncle, one in Yugoslavia and the other in Spain, they are busy in their own way. Passing by, the two hadn’t seen each other for eight years. On the fourth uncle’s birthday, my aunt sat on the phone and wiped her tears. She said that she wanted to make gnocchi and wash a shirt for her uncle. No chance..."
Sadly urged to see, some words made Latent Wheat's throat choked, and my heart felt sour. In this family, who is the elder sister and who is the younger sister? (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)