It’s a Stepmother, Not a Sister [70s]

He has kept the fine wines and wines for many years, and a layer of dust has accumulated on the surface. Qi Heng took a rag in his hand and carefully wiped the bottle. , together with the box, the action is elegant and leisurely.

In addition to the bottle he was holding, there were two other bottles on the table. The cabinet not far away had half of the doors open, and the empty space inside seemed to be waiting for something to come in.

A little halo.

Jiang Shuangling hugged her chest and leaned against the door to watch Qi Heng wipe the wine bottle. She didn't know if it was because of her gaze, or because it was a holiday today, the other party's movements were extraordinarily slow and gentle.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

Just outside the yard, Jiang Shuangling, including Head He himself, would never have imagined that Qi Heng would actually say those three words.

According to Qi Heng's original temperament, Head He should receive an indifferent look that is too lazy to pay attention to you, who would have thought...

The sun really came out in the west today.

In short, when Head He took out these three bottles of wine, he must have regretted that he should not have said that much.

What happened to Qi Heng? Could it be that he was deliberately angry with Head He? Or rather...

This man actually likes drinking?

Jiang Shuangling was entangled in her mind, thinking about the possibility that Qi Heng likes to drink, the more she thinks about it, the more uncertain she becomes, because since she got married, she has only seen Qi Heng drink once.

Not like those who drink a lot of good wine, drink several glasses a day.

But I'm not sure, maybe this man is restrained, but he actually likes wine.

"Qi Heng."

Jiang Shuangling called out to him, walked slowly to Qi Heng's side, and helped him put the cleaned wine bottle into the wine box, "Qi Heng, do you like drinking?"

Qi Heng put down the wine bottle in his hand, "I don't like it."

"Huh?" Jiang Shuangling was stunned, "Then why did you ask for these three bottles of wine from Head He?"

Qi Heng turned his head to look at her, lowered his head and leaned closer. The faces of the two were only ten centimeters apart, and he could feel each other's breathing. He did not answer Jiang Shuangling's question, but said Another thing started, "You seem to like watching me when I'm drunk?"

Jiang Shuangling: "...you found out."

Comrade Qi's observation ability is very strong.

She really likes to see the delayed version of Qi Heng who is a little silly when she is drunk, mainly because she looks good at deceiving and bullying. Although she knows that it is not good, she bears it Can't stop rubbing secretly looking forward to the next time Qi Heng gets drunk.

As long as she thinks of the look of "at her mercy" when the other party is drunk.

The flies rubbed their hands.

The wish that was not fulfilled last time may be able to coax him to get more next time.

Qi Heng took the rag and began to wipe the last wine bottle, "Why?"

"Why?" Jiang Shuangling blinked, "Are you wondering why I like the way you look when you're drunk?"

Qi Heng paused while holding the rag.

Jiang Shuangling smiled and leaned over to Qi Heng's side, resting her head on the other's arm, she secretly regretted that the other was too tall to rest her chin on his shoulder, "Lead me to satisfy your curiosity."

Qi Heng put down the rag, tilted her head towards her, and waited for the other party's answer.

"Have you seen our rabbit?"

Qi Heng: "?"

Jiang Shuangling tried her best to hold back her laughter, and answered solemnly: "The way you look when you're drunk, your eyes are like the little rabbits we raised, and your eyes are full of water, and you look very pure and innocent. People like it."

Of course, she is deliberately exaggerating.

A man like Qi Heng who is like a beast, even if he wears a layer of rabbit skin, he doesn't want to be a rabbit.

Extraordinarily pure and lustful taste.

I really don't know what sentence to use to describe it.

I want to see it next time.

"Rabbit?"

When Jiang Shuangling said these words, the whole body of the man beside her became obviously cold.

Obviously upset.

Jiang Shuangling hugged his waist, tilted her head and said, "If you are not satisfied with this statement, then I will change it. You looked like a milk leopard at that time."

A leopard is a bird of prey, even a juvenile.

Qi Heng picked up the bottle of wine from before, put it into the box, quickly packed it, pushed the hand on his arm, took two bottles of wine and was about to go out, "I decided to return it. To Captain He."

Jiang Shuangling: "???"

"Don't!" Jiang Shuangling sneered and rushed up to Xiong to hug Qi Heng, "This is the trophy of the battalion commander Qi's 'bearing humiliation', and there is no heat in our house, how can go back?"

"Are you right? Good brother?" After saying these words, Jiang Shuangling felt that her cheeks were starting to burn, thanks to only the two of them at home.

She secretly asked herself: What about your integrity?

Jiang Shuangling doesn't really care if these wines are kept in her home, because the point is not the wine, but Qi Heng can't let Qi Heng return the wine to where.

If you go back at this time, Head He will definitely ask why?

Why?

Although Jiang Shuangling doesn't know why, she must be embarrassed to say it out.

"Endure humiliation?" Qi Heng raised his eyebrows.

He was just pretending, and after being hugged by the woman, his movements stopped immediately.

"I was wrong." Jiang Shuangling hugged his waist tighter, "This is obviously won by our battalion commander Qi's wit."

The corner of Qi Heng's mouth slightly hooked upwards, but this beautiful arc was only fleeting, and no one saw it.

"Don't give it back, let's put it in the small cabinet, okay? Or didn't we both work in vain? We've wiped it all clean, don't put it away by yourself, is this possible? Are you helping Head He wipe the dust?"

Jiang Shuangling felt that she had understood it with reason and moved with emotion.

"You call again." Qi Heng took the wine and looked at her calmly.

"What's it called?" Jiang Shuangling swallowed, shouldn't it be what she thought?

She wants to ask the other party now: What about your integrity?

Stinky brother.

"You know it yourself? If you don't tell me, I will go to the head of the head."

Jiang Shuangling gritted her teeth and said, what is there to be afraid of, "good brother, good brother, my good brother, listen to Jiang sister, let's hide the wine in the small cabinet, okay?"

"No, don't speak to me in the tone of a child."

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

The dog man is so demanding.

"Comrade Qi, the organization requires you to put the wine in our cabinet now. This is an important and urgent task assigned by the organization, please be sure to complete it."

"Sorry, no signal at the moment."

Jiang Shuangling: "???"

Jiang Shuangling closed her eyes, she couldn't bear it anymore, she has to make an inch, don't you? ? She let go of Qi Heng's waist, pushed him on his shoulder a few times, and said angrily: "You go, you go, now leave with your wine, and don't come back when you leave the house."

Qi Heng smiled, he was pushed forward a step, then turned around, letting the woman in front of him crash into his arms with inertia, he hugged the woman's waist , attached to her ear and held back a smile: "Jiangmei, brother listen to you, hide the wine in the cabinet."

Jiang Shuangling: "..." Your sister Jiang.

Jiang Shuangling rubbed her red ears and watched the dog man regain his dog expression. She walked to the open cabinet and put three bottles of wine in one by one.

"Qi Heng, when will you be drunk again and show me?"

Since there are three bottles of drunken sharp weapons in the house, Jiang Shuangling feels that she can look forward to the other party's drunkenness a little bit, and only hopes that he will be even more drunk next time to satisfy her wishes.

"Wait while I'm in a good mood."

Jiang Shuangling hummed: "I think you are in a good mood today."

"Want me to show you a drink?"

Jiang Shuangling shook her head and sighed, "No, leave it there and take it out when it's right."

She also knows that being drunk is hard. Although she really wants to see it, she is even more reluctant to let the other party get drunk.

"I listen to you."

He lost two bottles of his love wine, and he just wanted to slap his ears.

Why did he say that? ? ? Just a few words to stop the bartender soon?

He just felt miserable and miserable. However, this is a real man.

Only the meal made by his wife at noon can barely comfort his hurt heart, "Daughter-in-law, the radish you make is delicious."

"It's delicious, right? I think it's delicious too."

He had finished eating the radish, and he felt a lot more relaxed. Thinking of the words "congratulations" and "envy" he heard from Qi Heng's mouth, the more he thought about it, the more he felt dark.

In fact, his two bottles of wine are not bad.

"Why do I remember that Qi Heng doesn't like to drink? Why did he take my two bottles of wine?"

"There's something wrong with this guy."

"Fortunately I have other treasures, hahaha..."

At night, Jiang Shuangling packed up her drawings and arranged the required drawings in order. Tomorrow she will take them to the art training class to show Xue Li.

She sorted out a bunch of drawings, and suddenly one of them fell out.

At this time, Qi Heng pushed the door open and entered the room just after taking a shower.

As soon as Jiang Shuangling saw the drawing, she hurriedly hid it in the paper. This drawing was nothing else, it just happened to be Qi Heng's sleeping face.

"Don't hide, I have seen it." Qi Heng sat down on the bed.

Jiang Shuangling stiffened, "Do you mind if I draw you?"

"You draw me, I am happy."

"Really? Then I need to draw more."

"You draw slowly." Qi Heng rolled out the quilt and asked casually, "I don't seem to see a few of your paintings of me."

Jiang Shuangling: "..." That's because she has a portable homestay that can be reset. Although it is useless, it can hide things.

"You don't know, I have secretly painted hundreds of your paintings, but you didn't find it."

Clothed, unclothed, everything, ahem, the latter will be destroyed after painting, she is reluctant to show it to others.

"Really?"

"Yeah, so you let me see you more, I can draw more pictures."

"Then look at it more."

Jiang Shuangling took the drawing to Rongcheng by car, but found that there was another woman in the car, Luo Hongchun also got on the car at this time, what is even more strange is that she still has a Fewer painting utensils.

Luo Hongchun shook the things in her hand at Jiang Shuangling, "I bought these yesterday, and I'm going to learn to paint."

At her insistence, her husband promised her to study art. Luo Hongchun was excited for two days at first, and kept imagining in her mind how smart she was, and it would not take long for her to draw beautiful paintings painting.

She can make money from art, and maybe she can be an art teacher in elementary school in the future. Luo Hongchun feels that being an art teacher is much easier.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that learning art was the best way for her.

"I just bought these? Did you buy them too?" Luo Hongchun was excited. In order to learn painting in the art class, she bought some painting supplies in advance.

But at this time, she realized that these things really cost money, and she was quite reluctant to buy them, always thinking that these things are worth so much money?

"I bought it." Jiang Shuangling glanced at the other party and found that Luo Hongchun bought the cheapest ones, and some were not easy to use.

"Are you also going to learn to paint?" When she saw the other party, Jiang Shuangling was indeed a little shocked, "Aren't you in a hurry to find a job?"

"Learning to draw is my new job." Luo Hongchun is very confident, she has already imagined the future, "I will soon be able to make money."

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

She is also not interested in breaking cold water with her, after all, the relationship between the two of them is not very good, "then study hard."

The person surnamed Luo in front of him is likely to be a hot worker for three minutes. Jiang Shuangling does not want to get involved in her affairs.

At the entrance of the art class of Ronggang No. 1 Factory, Luo Hongchun waved to her and invited her to sit with her. Jiang Shuangling shook her head and said that she had friends, so she walked to Xue Lina.

Xue Li looked at her cheerfully, "Jiang Mei, I haven't seen you for several days, I found you are much more beautiful."

"What kind of panacea did you take? It was beautiful before, but it looks even better now."

As she walked along the way, many male workers secretly glanced at her.

But people already have famous flowers.

"You...don't call me Jiang Mei." After hearing two words from a man, when Xue Li called her like that again, Jiang Shuangling's ears always came up unconsciously Another low voice. "You can call me Xiao Jiang."

Xue Li: "Why?"

"No reason, other people like to call me Xiao Jiang, I'm used to it these days, so you can call me that too."

"Then if I call you Jiang Mei, it won't affect others calling you Xiao Jiang. I'm a little special."

Jiang Shuangling: "You should call me Xiao Jiang."

"Why can't I be called Jiang Mei."

Jiang Shuangling: "...someone has called, you need to change."

Xue Li took a breath, and suddenly seemed to understand something, she immediately covered her mouth, remembered the man she saw under the plane tree that day, and involuntarily picked up her unwarranted tail, "Okay, then I'll call you Xiao Jiang."

Jiang Shuangling nodded.

Xue Li came to her side and couldn't help but wonder: "Little Jiang, how does it feel when he calls you Jiang Mei?"

"Not very good." Jiang Shuangling said coolly: "It's better for him to call me Sister Jiang."

Xue Li: "????"

—Am I misunderstanding something?

Luo Hongchun took an art class and suffered a lot. She felt that the teacher's content was very simple and the steps were very simple. A picture with charm.

And she was holding a paintbrush, no matter how hard she tried to draw, her fingers seemed to be reluctant to draw crooked lines.

She clearly knew what she was going to draw, but once she was facing the snow-white drawing paper, when it came time to write, she suddenly couldn't remember what she was going to draw.

…no way to start.

Luo Hongchun was so anxious like an ant on a hot pan, she looked around and suddenly found that there were a lot of people who came to learn to paint, she couldn't help asking the people around her, "You guys Are there many people who learn to draw?"

"There are quite a few. Our factory encourages our workers to learn art and calligraphy. Anyone who has time will come to learn it."

“So… make money?”

The person immediately looked at her with an inexplicable look: "What kind of money do you make? Work in the factory to make money, naturally you can't delay labor work."

"I mean making money by painting."

"How long have you been learning to draw? Are you an art student?"

Luo Hongchun shook her head, "I just learned to paint and I wanted to make money by painting."

"Contribute to make money."

"It would be nice to be an art teacher."

The female worker glanced at her unexpectedly, "You want to be an art teacher as soon as you learn to draw, you are dreaming."

Luo Hongchun was dissatisfied, "What's wrong with just learning to draw, I'll learn it for a while, I'm very smart."

"There are indeed some people who are learning very quickly. Can you show me how you are painting now?"

Luo Hongchun showed her painting to the other party.

The female worker almost burst out laughing, "You really just learned to draw not long ago, and you actually draw like this."

Luo Hongchun's face was not very good-looking, "After I have studied for a long time, I will be able to draw beautifully."

"Yes, learn a little longer, calligraphy and art are meant to be practiced every day, you should practice more according to the teacher's method."

"You can make money if you learn to draw well for a few years."

"Why a few years? I know a friend, she can draw and submit in a month."

"Can you compare with others?"

"Why can't I? I'm smarter than her."

"Pfft, you're so smart even when you draw it like this."

"If everyone learns for a month and can submit manuscripts to make money as an art teacher, do you need any manuscripts for a publishing house? Or is it as good as an art teacher?"

"If it's so easy, why are we still working as an ordinary worker after studying art for a few years in our factory?"

Luo Hongchun said sternly: "...I'm different from others."

"Go and dream slowly." After the female worker finished speaking, she was no longer willing to talk to Luo Hongchun.

Luo Hongchun thought that if she had learned it well, she would show it to you.

She picked up the brush again, but the things she drew were still unsatisfactory. She felt that the teacher did not teach her important tricks, or why did she paint according to what the other party said, but did not paint at all not good.

After class, Luo Hongchun thought that it cost money to attend the art training class. She must ask the teacher about the painting skills. She went to the teacher for guidance. eager to learn, eager to help give pointers or two.

Luo Hongchun was still dissatisfied, why did she keep going back to practice more, "Is there no trick?"

"The trick is to go back and practice more, learning art requires hard work."

Luo Hongchun was dissatisfied with the answer she got, and ran to ask Jiang Shuangling how to learn art quickly.

“Practice more.”

"Isn't there any trick? Why do you learn so fast? If you have any tricks, let me know. I'll give you a share of the money I make. Let's make money together."

Jiang Shuangling shook her head: "If you really want to learn painting, borrow an art textbook and go back to practice hard."

"If you want to make money, practice for a few more years. I'm not learning fast. Although I only recently started to learn painting in art classes, I used to like to write and draw when I was in the production team. "

"You've also heard that one of the pictures I left in the production team was painted on the newspaper."

Luo Hongchun's face is not good-looking, how many years does it take to make money? ? ?

How could she possibly have time to wait a few more years?

"Why didn't you say it earlier! Coins can't make money as soon as possible, why should she waste money buying so many things.

Jiang Shuangling glanced at her inexplicably, "I'm not even a friend with you, I'm just an ordinary neighbor, I want to tell you, you learn to paint is your own business, What does it have to do with anyone else?"

"Before today, I didn't know you were coming to learn to paint."

Xue Li said incredulously on the side: "What did you say earlier? Normal people come to learn painting, who doesn't know that it takes a long time to learn this stuff, and you have to have talent, such as me, even if you learn a few Years, it is estimated that it will not be able to draw anything famous."

Luo Hongchun came to learn painting once, but never came again. The second time she came to the factory to refund the money. The training class returned the money to her. Because of this incident, There was a lot of trouble in the factory. Later, He Wenjin decided not to recruit people from outside the factory to come in to study, and even scolded the team leader who let Luo Hongchun in.

Luo Hongchun also wanted to return the painting utensils she bought.

Only through the back door did the teacher's position get taken over by someone else.

It broke down after arguing and arguing. This matter is well known to everyone. Her husband couldn't stand it anymore, so he sent her back to his hometown.

He has eaten radishes for seven days in a row, and feels that he is about to take it any longer, almost every meal is radishes.

When he wakes up in the morning to rinse his mouth, he feels the smell of radish in his mouth.

However, his wife, Wang Xueshu, enjoys it, and is keen on frying radishes every day.

The woman's appetite is small, and Wang Xueshu's appetite is also small. She can't eat much in one meal, and most of the radishes she makes go into Head He's stomach.

No way, no waste.

He persuaded Wang Xueshu to stop making radishes, but she didn't listen, "Why, I don't want me to learn more? Where do I make radishes every day, aren't there still radish eggs?"

"You unconscience, do you still hate cooking for you?"

He: "..." Does this radish take a few months to learn?

He has to figure out a way.

At this time, the treasured wine in the past was no longer precious, and he went to Qi Heng with another bottle of wine: "You ask your little Jiang to persuade my daughter-in-law, This wine is for you."

"I don't."