As soon as Dong Jiahui entered the room, she felt a tense and suffocating breath in the air. She bit her lip and passed Zhao Donglin, walked to the dressing table, and wiped her hair in front of the mirror.
The dressing table was leaning against the bed, just to the right of the desk. Zhao Donglin turned his head to look, and Dong Jiahui's beautiful figure was fully revealed with the movement of wiping her head.
She turned her head sideways, and from his direction, she could see her soft chin, the slender wrists exposed from the cuffs, her skin that became fairer after taking a bath, and her rosy lips that seemed to be painted.
Zhao Donglin rolled his Adam's apple unconsciously, he took a deep breath and turned his head, forcing himself not to look again.
Dong Jiahui brushed her hair until it was half dry and combed it. She turned around and saw Zhao Donglin who was still sitting at the desk.
It's really embarrassing. In this era, there are no leisure activities when it is dark. There is no TV, no mobile phone network, and there is no book at home except for the conference report brought back by Zhao Donglin.
Although it was dark outside, it was only eight o'clock now, and she couldn't sleep even if she slept at this hour.
Dong Jiahui lay on the bed with her eyes closed and counted sheep. At about nine o'clock, Zhao Donglin stepped on her shoes and walked to the bed, took off her coat and came up.
In the silent night, any slight movement exploded in Dong Jiahui's mind as if enlarged dozens of times. She opened her eyes and looked at the pattern on the bed curtain, because it was prepared for marriage, embroidered with a few fat mandarin duck.
When Zhao Donglin put his arms around Dong Jiahui's waist, her heart was beating and her whole body was stiff.
"Jiahui."
Zhao Donglin called her softly in her ear, Dong Jiahui turned her head and met Zhao Donglin's eyes.
There seemed to be light shining in his eyes, hidden turbulence, love, and concern. Dong Jiahui's breathing became disordered. When Zhao Donglin's kiss fell on her lips, she gradually regained her reason.
"Don't be afraid, I'll take my time."
Tears were shining in Dong Jiahui's eyes, and she bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from making a sound. The sound insulation of the houses in the countryside is not good, and it is too shameful to be heard.
Suffering is still uncomfortable, but Zhao Donglin gave him enough patience, and the first soul encounter between the two took place in this cool night.
Afterwards, Zhao Donglin put his arms around Dong Jiahui, rubbing the temperature on her arm through the quilt.
"I was also a little scared yesterday, would you like to talk about it?"
Dong Jiahui said kindly, and said the reason she had thought before.
"He can't do that, he never touched me."
Zhao Donglin closed his eyes, thinking that this was the reason, but he didn't expect it to be so.
He didn't mind Jiahui's divorce from the beginning, but life gave him a real surprise, which was too big, so big that he had to reconsider his marriage.
What he thought before was that it doesn’t matter if Jiahui really can’t have children, they can just bring up Heidan and Yingbao well together. What he wants is a gentle wife and a warm family. How many children are not a happy marriage? Foundation.
But now, Jiahui didn't have children because of this reason. Since it wasn't true that they couldn't have children, there was a high probability that they would have children in the future.
Thinking of his own and Jiahui's children in the future, Zhao Donglin felt agitated and at the same time worried about Heidan and Yingbao. Now it seems that Jiahui and Yingbao have a good relationship, so he doesn't have to worry about anything, after all, Yingbao is young. , I don't have any impression of Wang Mei, but Heidan is different. He is four years old, and he has memories when Wang Mei left.
Thinking of Heidan's inexplicable hostility towards Jiahui in the past two days, Zhao Donglin felt that this problem should be resolved as soon as possible, and it would be even more difficult to deal with the conflict when it intensified.
"Did you have a hard time before?"
Bearing unwarranted charges, becoming a sinner in others' mouths, and receiving gossip from others, it should be very hard.
When she got divorced, she was still in the army. When she came back, she heard that she jumped over the river because of the divorce. Zhao Donglin couldn't believe this rumor, because when he saw Jiahui for the first time in the town, she acted like a girl. He is gentle and calm, not like someone who would jump into a river and commit suicide.
After Zhao Donglin asked, Dong Jiahui thought about it carefully. The question of whether it was hard or not should be discussed separately from before she came and after she came.
The original owner should be in pain. After all, in this day and age, divorce is a major event, otherwise the original owner would not be able to commit suicide by jumping into the river. But if you ask her herself, it is really okay. The Dong family treated her well and accepted her with the greatest kindness. She didn't just find someone to marry her, and that was enough to make her grateful.
Of course, she will not marry anyone, but if the Dong family is not so kind, her life will be very difficult. Even if she runs away, she will face the embarrassment of having nowhere to go. You will never be able to live aboveboard, you can only be a black household.
Moreover, whether a young woman can protect herself from harm in this strange age is also a question, so she has always been grateful for the kindness and integrity of the Dong family.
"Fortunately, the past is over, and I don't want to think about it at all."
Zhao Donglin kissed the top of her hair pitifully, and hugged her even tighter.
"Then don't think about it, let's live a good life together in the future."
"kindness."
Dong Jiahui originally wanted to ask about Zhao Donglin's former wife, but she didn't ask the question, because she felt that it was a bit outrageous, and on the other hand, she didn't really want to know about Zhao Donglin and his ex-wife.
Knowing too much will make me unhappy, so why bother with that, as long as he treats me well.
It was late at night, and the tree shadows were swaying in the cold wind. Although the room was dark, it was still hot. Jiahui fell asleep in a daze early in the morning. The next day, she heard the rooster crowing and struggled to open her eyes. The soreness surprised me.
She groaned, and Zhao Donglin stretched out his generous palm, and made a horse killing chicken for her through the clothes.
He has been in the army, and he is very good at pressing acupuncture points.
"Are you tired? Why don't you get up early today and sleep a little longer."
I couldn't hold it back last night, I asked for it again and again, but in the end it was my daughter-in-law who suffered, Zhao Donglin also felt distressed.
"Fortunately, it's not that expensive."
Dong Jiahui's face was bright red and she was ashamed, unconsciously stirring Zhao Donglin's heartstrings.
"Then I'll rub it for you."
"kindness."
Jiahui responded softly, leaning against Zhao Donglin's chest, as supple and cute as a bunny, his heart was filled little by little, so full that it couldn't be put down, overflowing from his face, with a look of embarrassment. Gentle smile.
Dong Jiahui got up, her long hair was shawl, and she pulled it casually. Zhao Donglin really felt that she was sick, and she was able to watch her quietly all the time, no matter whether it was pulling her hair, dressing and folding quilts, washing or combing her hair , Every move is beautiful.
"Why do you keep looking at me?"
"You look good."
Dong Jiahui glanced at him and said with a smile, "Secretary Zhao can really talk, it must be because he has eaten too much sugar."
Zhao Donglin walked over, kissed her lips and turned around for a moment, looked down at her and asked, "Have you tasted it? Did you eat sugar?"
Dong Jiahui caressed her chest. She had only talked about innocent love on campus once before, and she had never had such a real contact with a man. Before, she only thought that Zhao Donglin was an upright and reliable man, but she didn't expect to make people blush and heartbeat when he flirted with him.
She blushed and glared at him, blaming her for making her heart beat so fast.
In the kitchen, Zhang Qiaoer was already up to boil water, and Heidan was playing with wood in front of the stove.
"get up?"
"Yes, Mom, did I get up late?"
"No, I'm boiling hot water. When it boils, I'll fill up two pots of hot water first, and I'll keep the rest for breakfast."
"Well, shall I cook today's breakfast?"
"Okay, I won't compete with you for cooking."
Dong Jiahui smiled. She looked at Heitan, hesitated and went over to pat his head.
"Heidan, what do you want to eat this morning, can I make it for you?"
Heidan played with the wood with his head down, but he didn't look up at Jiahui.
Dong Jiahui didn't think much of it, Zhang Qiaoer felt a little helpless.
Don't look at this child Heidan, his mouth is tight, and he can't pry it open if he doesn't want to say it. She also asked in private why he ignored this new mother, but Zhang Qiaoer couldn't do anything if he didn't talk.
"Mom, I see that there are pumpkins at home. I want to make pumpkin cakes for my children, but it takes a lot of oil..."
Dong Jiahui hesitated to speak, but she actually wanted to ask her mother-in-law.
Frying pumpkin cakes consumes a lot of oil, but Dong Jiahui also thought that the remaining oil after frying can still be used for cooking at noon, so it is not a waste.
"You can do what you want. For your marriage, I made a lot of soybean oil, enough to last until the end of the year."
After her mother-in-law agreed, Dong Jiahui turned around and said to Heidan, "Do you like pumpkin cakes? Sweet and fragrant pumpkin cakes, still orange in color, are delicious. If you want to eat them, please nod, okay?"
The pumpkins belonged to her parents. Dong Jiahui thought of making pumpkin pies only when she saw a dozen pumpkins piled up in the corner of her house.
Although Heidan didn't look up, Dong Jiahui noticed that the movement of his hands had stopped, and he was obviously interested in this topic.
"Then I'll make pumpkin pie for Black Egg."
Before she left, she patted Heidan on the head, feeling mixed feelings in her heart.
Although Heidan doesn't like to talk to her, she is a stepmother after all. He is so young, it's really pitiful not to have his own mother to love him.
She is not Wang Mei, and I don't know why Wang Mei is obsessed with returning to the city. In her opinion, although there are many inconveniences in this era, it also has its cuteness. The most important thing is that Wang Mei already has two children. , is she really willing to leave the child behind
Just do it, Dong Jiahui took a pumpkin from the corner, washed it and cut it in half, leaving half, hollowed out the naan in the other half, peeled it, sliced it, and put it in an aluminum container.
The pumpkin needs to be steamed, and Zhang Qiaoer happened to be boiling water. Dong Jiahui put a lid on the aluminum container and put it in the water for steaming.
It takes about a quarter of an hour in the middle. Dong Jiahui takes advantage of this time to prepare other flours that need to be used. After the pumpkin is steamed, take it out, press it into a puree with a spoon, add flour, glutinous rice flour and brown sugar in turn, and stir well. Knead the dough.
After making a few round cakes, Jiahui made a piggy on a whim to show Heidan.
"Heidan, don't you think this little pig is cute, can I make this little pig for you to eat?"
Heidan looked at the cartoon piggy in Jiahui's hand, with a child's curiosity and exploration in his eyes, obviously very interested.
Seeing the change in Heidan's expression, Dong Jiahui continued to guide Heidan to speak.
"Look how cute it is round and round, do you like it?"
Heidan looked at Dong Jiahui, then at the little pig in her hand, and when Dong Jiahui thought he would not respond, she actually saw him nodding.
The stone in Dong Jiahui's heart fell, as long as there is a reaction, as long as his heart is willing to open a gap, she can warm him up with care and patience.
"You like it, right? Then I'll make three, and you and your siblings can have one each?"
Heidan pouted, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
Dong Jiahui tried to understand Heidan's emotions. He liked this little pig. She said that he was unhappy when she said that there were three brothers and sisters.
Thinking of this, Dong Jiahui continued to calm Heidan's emotions patiently.
"Aren't you willing to share the little pig with your younger siblings? Then I will make a lot of small animals, such as piglets, rabbits, kittens, and puppies. I will make a few more. You and your younger siblings can choose what you like, okay?" good?"
Thanks to the fact that she learned fondant cakes from her cousin before, although she is not very professional, it is not a problem to pinch a few small animals to trick the children.
Sure enough, after Dong Jiahui finished speaking, Heidan nodded.
Zhang Qiaoer had been sitting in front of the stove, and Dong Jiahui had seen all kinds of behaviors towards Heidan. It could be said that she was more and more satisfied with this new daughter-in-law.
Zhang Qiaoer lit the fire with a smile on her face. Over there, Dong Jiahui, who had kneaded the dough and pressed the pancakes, began to fry the pumpkin pancakes.
Pour an appropriate amount of oil into the pan. After the temperature rises, put the noodle cakes into the oil pan and fry over low heat until golden brown. After one side is fried, turn over and continue to fry the other side.
This is what Zhao Meixiang saw when she carried Yingbao into the kitchen. Her mother was lighting a fire in front of the stove, and her new sister-in-law was frying something in a pan. Next to her was her eldest nephew Heidan.
Her mother was still nagging her about Heidan yesterday, why did Heidan and his new sister-in-law get so close after waking up
Dong Jiahui raised her eyes and smiled at them, pointed to the small animals that had been fried on the plate and said, "Yingbao, do you want to see the small animals? This little rabbit is specially made for you. When you eat later, you can put it on the table." Is it okay to eat it?"
Zhao Meixiang walked over holding Yingbao, saw the vivid animal shapes, and immediately sighed, "Ah, sister-in-law, how did you make it, it looks so similar."
She found that this new sister-in-law is really ingenious, can cook, can make clothes, and even kneading dough looks better than others.
When eating breakfast, the adults had a stack of pumpkin pies, and the three children were pumpkin pie models in the shape of small animals.
"Hey, what are you doing today? Eating such a greasy thing early in the morning is too expensive."
Zheng Yuefen has never seen pumpkin cakes in her life. One is that pumpkin cakes are delicate foods, and rural areas that can’t even fill their stomachs will not bother to make them. Second, the food is related to the region, just like Huaiyang cuisine, Lu Like Sichuan cuisine, different regions have different food cultures. Obviously, pumpkin cakes do not belong to the food culture of Shanghe Village or even the whole commune.
No one paid attention to Zheng Yuefen's words, and after Zhang Qiaoer moved her chopsticks, Zhao Meixiang couldn't wait to pick up a piece, took a bite, it was crispy and fragrant, and the sweet and greasy taste was not bad.
"It's okay, but I still like the hair cake my sister-in-law made last night."
Dong Jiahui smiled and handed the little white rabbit to Yingbao and said to Zhao Meixiang, "You like it. I will make it next time. The pumpkin cake I made this morning, there is still half a pumpkin that is useless. I want to cut it into shreds." Make melon shredded pie, this one is salty, definitely more appetizing than the sweet one."
"Really? Sister-in-law, when will you make it? I can't wait to eat it."
Zhang Qiaoer ate a mouthful of pumpkin pie, swallowed it, and drank a mouthful of porridge. Seeing her daughter's greedy face, she laughed and cursed, "You're still so greedy at such an adult, be careful you won't be able to get married in the future."
"It's just right if I can't get married. I'll stay at home to help my sister-in-law take care of the children. My sister-in-law can cook so many delicious foods. I wish I could stay at home forever and never get married."
Yingbao ate little rabbits, and black eggs were delicious even when eating piglets. Shitou looked eagerly at the little animals on the plate, as if he wanted to eat them but dared not move them.
"Stone, which little animal do you want?"
Shi Shi timidly pointed to the puppy on the plate, and then glanced at Zheng Yuefen after pointing.
Dong Jiahui smiled and said to Shitou, "Okay, if Shitou wants to eat, can I ask my mother to pinch it for you?"
You said that it is greasy to eat in the morning, and it is oily. Now your son wants to eat it. Let's see if you can give it to your son.
Anyway, Dong Jiahui wouldn't do such a thankless thing, if Zheng Yuefen would blame her for giving her a stone, wouldn't she want to die.
Zheng Yuefen really couldn't bear it, but her son wanted to eat, so she looked at Yingbao and Heidan eagerly, she loved her son, she couldn't see her son being wronged, so she stretched out her chopsticks and pinched the puppy to the stone.
Dong Jiahui felt better, and was about to feed Yingbao porridge when Zhao Donglin stopped her.
"You eat first, she is nibbling on the cake, feed her after you finish eating."
Dong Jiahui looked over, the eyes of the two met, they had intimate contact for the first time last night, the relationship had already sublimated, Dong Jiahui's face blushed unconsciously, she looked away uncomfortably, but her heart was sweet, Knowing that he is distressed about himself, he doesn't want to let himself have nothing to eat.
When Zhang Qiaoer heard her son's words, she also lit a bowl and said, "Yes, you eat first, and when they are older, they should eat by themselves."
There are three children in the family. Heidan eats by himself when he is four years old, and Shitou and Yingbao still need to be fed.
"Isn't that afraid of breaking the bowl?"
Rural people are worthless, bowls are also valuable, there are really poor and white people, the whole family shares a broken bowl, and they have to take turns to eat.
"Why don't you buy them two enamel bowls when you go to town, and they won't break even if you drop them on the ground."
After Dong Jiahui finished speaking, Zheng Yuefen wanted to laugh at her for not being in charge of the family, but Zhang Qiaoer had already agreed.
"Okay, I'll buy two next time I go to town."
Zheng Yuefen immediately stopped talking.