Qin Baobao jumped from the sofa and threw himself on his younger brother's back. The two long legs tightly hooked Qin Ze's waist, pinched his neck with both hands, and said angrily: "Qin Ze, you black-hearted maggot, my sister will strangle you to death, you little red man."
Qin Baobao really wants to cry, so be on guard against your girlfriends.
Qin Ze struggled hard, trying to throw his sister off. Qin Baobao's legs could pinch a person to death, and he couldn't fall off even though he was bouncing back and forth.
The siblings had a tug-of-war.
"What's the fuss, talk about it if you have something to say." The old man was surprised that his daughter was so excited.
Qin Baobao ignored his father, and kept scolding: "You black-hearted maggot, a big bad seed."
The old man can't stand it anymore, he is a bad breed, what is this old man? He picked up the remote control and pumped it on his daughter's ass. Qin Baobao groaned, covered his butt with one hand, and grabbed Qin Ze's neck unwillingly with the other.
The old man gave him another two lashes before she jumped down sobbing, clutching her butt, with tears in her eyes, looking at her father innocently and aggrieved.
The old man scolded: "How old are you, making trouble like a child, is it reasonable? Your mother is right, she should find someone for you. If you haven't been in love, you won't be mature."
The main reason is that Wang Zijin, an outsider, was there, and her daughter's performance made the old man who claimed to have a strict family education quite ashamed.
"Dad, you want to beat him," Qin Baobao pointed at his younger brother, complaining sadly and angrily, "He hooked up with a married woman."
"Married?" The old man froze.
"That's not true." Qin Baobao replied.
"What are you beeping if you're not married," the old man scolded.
"Then he hooked up with two of you." Qin Baobao was not reconciled.
"That's because he has the ability... This is not good." The old man raised his eyebrows, um, if there are outsiders around, the family style must be decent, "If you are in love, you should be in love, and you can't be too half-hearted and double-minded. "
"Who is in two boats?" Mother Qin came out of the kitchen when she heard the movement.
"Mom, your son hooks up with a married woman, so hurry up and beat him together with Dad." Qin Baobao poured dirty water on his younger brother to vent his grievances.
"Mom, don't listen to her nonsense. I'm innocent, I didn't hook up with Zhang Ya..." Qin Ze argued.
"Who is Zhang Ya?"
"A best friend of mine." Qin Baobao said angrily, "I told him a long time ago, don't keep calling Zhang Ya's attention, he won't listen, she already has a boyfriend, and she might get married at some point."
Qin Ze hurriedly looked at Wang Zijin, the young lady of the Wang family smiled faintly, with traces of sadness and anger in her eyes.
"I didn't." Qin Ze defended himself loudly.
Qin Baobao cried: "There is one."
She suddenly knelt down, clutching her stomach and sobbing.
The old man and Qin's mother didn't expect their daughter to react so strongly, "What's the matter, what's the matter, cry as soon as you say, how old are you, don't be ashamed."
Qin Ze took the opportunity to slander his sister: "Perhaps seeing that I have a rumored girlfriend, I feel unbalanced."
"Get out." Qin Baobao picked up the remote control and hit him, looking at Qin's mother with teary eyes: "Mom, my stomach hurts..."
It turned out that the aunt came!
Seeing this, Qin's mother knew that her daughter was suffering from dysmenorrhea again, so she hurriedly stepped forward to help her: "Aren't you next week? Why is it earlier?"
Qin Baobao's face turned pale from the pain, and he was very pitiful: "Ah Ze bought a lot of popsicles for me to eat yesterday."
Mother Qin and the old man looked at their son angrily.
Hey, you black-hearted maggot.
At this time, he didn't forget to stab me with a knife.
A woman's menstrual period is early, which is related to many factors, such as abnormal temperature, cold or something. She must have been greedy for cold at night, turning on the air conditioner and kicking the quilt.
Qin Baobao suffers from dysmenorrhea every time. She is afraid of the pain. It is said that dysmenorrhea is similar to the labor pains before childbirth. It is very painful when I think about it. In high school, Qin Ze found the answer on the Internet. Laughing at her sister: "How nice, you have a prenatal rehearsal every month."
Qin Baobao then started a fierce battle with him.
Qin's mother and Wang Zijin took Qin Baobao back to the room, and the old man went to prepare brown sugar and ginger tea. Although the daughter didn't live at home often, these things were always prepared. The love of parents is in every bit of it.
After a while, Wang Zijin came out.
Miss Wang's family picked up a piece of watermelon and ate it happily.
Qin Ze spoke for a moment, "Sister Zijin, don't listen to Qin Baobao's nonsense, you have seen Zhang Ya before, she is very flamboyant, we are very innocent."
Wang Zijin gave him a sideways glance, and imitated Qin Baobao's tone: "It's none of my business."
Qin Ze grinned. The young lady of the Wang family is very cautious, sugar-coated shells can't get in, and she is not very angry at ordinary times. Besides, Qin Ze has never coaxed her, unlike Qin Baobao. , to coax them to be familiar with the road.
Wang Zijin said with a half smile but not a smile: "You explain to the baby, she is really jealous."
This is what it says...
After ten minutes, Qin's mother came out of her daughter's room and approached the kitchen to cook ingredients. It was time to prepare lunch.
"Mom, how is she?" Qin Ze shouted in the living room.
"That's it. It's better. It won't hurt after a while." Mother Qin replied.
Qin Baobao changed into a suspender top and blood-stained underwear, and lay half-dead on the bed, babbling, her delicate brows furrowed.
The door opened silently, she looked up, and Qin Ze poked his head in.
"Does it still hurt?" Qin Ze walked to the bedside.
"It hurts!" Qin Baobao said pitifully, "Brown sugar ginger tea is useless."
"I'll rub it for you." Qin Ze said, and lifted his sister's quilt.
Qin Baobao quickly pressed it down and stared: "I don't want you to massage, you black-hearted maggot."
They are half dead, and they still care about these.
Qin Ze said helplessly: "Don't worry, you don't know the virtues of your girlfriend, she just opened her mouth like that. Don't worry, I didn't hook up with your girlfriend."
Qin Baobao said duplicity: "Why do you explain to me, I don't care, you explain to Wang Zijin."
Qin Ze laughed: "I explained it earlier, why don't I wait for the first one to explain it to you?"
Qin Baobao kicked the quilt with his legs in anger: "I'm so angry, ah..."
The movement is too big, the stomach is shocked, and it hurts again.
He lifted his sister's long legs, and slowly pressed the Sanyinjiao acupoint, then the Taichong acupoint on the instep, and after three minutes, changed to the Xuehai and Diji two acupoints, and repeated.
The proficiency in Chinese medicine was redeemed at the end of the term to treat my sister's dysmenorrhea, and it has been useless since then. My sister's dysmenorrhea does not come every month, but fortunately it came again today, otherwise it would be a waste of points... eh, It doesn't feel right for me to think so.
After going back and forth for about ten minutes, Qin Baobao felt much more comfortable, lying on the bed like a salted fish, too lazy to move.
"Does it still hurt?" Qin Ze asked.
Sister Xianyu ignored him.
"Then I'm leaving." Qin Ze said, got up and left.
"Hey," Qin Baobao hurriedly called to him, "You haven't explained that Chen Qingyuan yet."
"A yellow-haired girl, what is there to explain, I'm not good at it."
"That's right, there is a young lady from the Wang family who gets along day and night, of course you don't like the little girl anymore." Qin Baobao said sourly.
Seeing that Qin Ze didn't speak, she was even more appreciative, "I don't know who said that you will always be with your sister, even if you have a daughter-in-law, you will put your sister first."
Qin Ze was taken aback: "Did I say something like that?"
"You have it, you have it." Qin Baobao called out from under the quilt: "A man who doesn't talk can't marry a wife in his life."
Qin Zexin said, I have said too many sweet words, and I change my tricks to coax you every day, how can I remember.
Besides, can a man's sweet words be believed
"Is sister different now?" Qin Ze perfunctory.
"Then what is sister now?" Qin Baobao kicked the quilt again: "Salted fish?"
"Don't kick, your stomach will hurt again later." Qin Ze pressed her leg, "You have dysmenorrhea because you kicked the quilt in the cold at night, sister Zijin told me."
"You sleep for a while."
"Can't sleep, sing me a song," Qin Baobao said, "Maybe I'll fall asleep."
Qin Ze readily agreed, helped his sister put the quilt under her arms, set the air conditioner to a gentle breeze, and sat on the head of the bed: "Here we come."
Qin Baobao pecked his head expectantly, staring at his younger brother with shining eyes.
Qin Ze cleared his throat: "I have a small hair stove and I never ride it..."
Qin Baobao punched him angrily.
"what!"
"Singing wrong."
"Singing wrong? Then I will start again."
"Um."
"I have a little sister who I never ride...why hit me again."
Qin Baobao didn't speak, and lay on the bed, clenched his fist and beat Qin Ze's arms wildly.
After coaxing his sister, Qin Ze went to the living room to pour water. The dishes were fragrant, and he glanced at the dining table, "Mom, it's so kind of you to know that today we go home and cook so many dishes."
Qin Ma smiled and said in the kitchen: "It's not cooking for you, today is a guest."
"Guest? Who is it!" Qin Ze remembered that the old man seemed to have said that there was a guest coming.
"Your father's student, you met in junior high..." Qin Ma had just finished speaking when the doorbell rang.