Rebirth in the 70s: A rough man’s husband pinches his waist and dotes on him

Gu Juncheng pretended not to see it and nodded, "Okay, you two should come back soon."

Seeing Gu Juncheng finally leave the reading room, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Quick, put it away."

After a flurry of activity, the two of them finally erased all traces.

"Let's go home!" Zhiyuan put on his schoolbag and waved majestically.

Lin Qingping was baking food in her large earthen kiln at home. They could smell the fragrance from far away, and the two boys walked faster.

It is said that ever since Lin Qingping started using this large earth kiln in the yard, the entire family quarters has been in a sensation. What on earth could be so delicious when roasted?

Some family members even wanted to make one in their own yard, especially Fang Tuan's wife, who asked Fang Tuan to ask Gu Juncheng how to make one.

Fang Tuan agreed verbally and said he would go back and tell his wife, but Master Gu refused to say anything.

Since then, Lin Qingping has been complaining to Fang Tuan's wife. Fang Tuan's wife doesn't think it was Master Gu who didn't want to say it, but she believes that it must be Lin Qingping who didn't let her say it! How stingy!

How did Lin Qingping know these things?

She was concentrating on taking out the things that were being baked in the kiln!

When Zhiyuan and Chen Lei came home, she just took out a beggar chicken covered in mud.

"What is this? Did your family eat mud today?" Chen Lei was very worried and asked Zhiyuan in a low voice.

Zhiyuan doesn’t understand either…

"Zhiyuan, Chen Lei, come quickly. Today's task of hammering mud is yours." Lin Qingping handed them a small hammer with a smile.

Chen Lei was worried, but Zhiyuan had confidence in his mother. His mother had never cooked anything bad!

So after a few hammer strikes, the mud was broken, and a fragrant smell filled the air, which made the children next door cry with envy. At least, at this moment, Fang Yi from Fang Tuan's family next door was lying on the fence looking over here, and he was swallowing his saliva.

Chen Lei looked at the exposed palm leaves. In addition to the fragrance of the palm leaves, there seemed to be a smell of meat. He asked in surprise, "Is there meat wrapped inside?"

"Yes!" Lin Qingping smiled and peeled off the leaves, revealing a whole greasy chicken inside.

I want to make beggar's chicken, but there are no lotus leaves. However, there are all kinds of palm leaves on the island, and there are even several kinds. So I make palm leaf beggar's chicken!

"Okay, let's bring it inside and eat." It was very hot in the yard at noon. After knocking the mud, Lin Qingping put the chicken on a plate and brought it into the house.

Suddenly, a child's cry came from behind him. It was very loud, and he was shouting, "I want to eat mud, I want to eat mud too. Why can Chen Lei eat it but I can't?"

It turned out that it was Fang Yi from Fang Tuan’s family next door who started crying.

When Lin Qingping heard this, she quickly took a plate, divided a quarter of the chicken into it, and took it to the next room. She also brought two loaves of bread that had just been baked in the kiln. She remembered that Fang Yi liked this bread very much.

Fang Yi kept crying, so Lin Qingping walked faster. Unexpectedly, at the gate of Fang Tuan's yard, he heard Fang Tuan's wife beating the child.

"Do you have any future? Are you a little beggar? You still beg for food when others don't give you any? Do you have any shame?" Fang Tuan's wife was scolding.

Lin Qingping became even more anxious after hearing this, and hurried in, pretending not to hear anything, and said with a smile, "Fang Yi, have you eaten? Auntie Lin can give you some more dishes, okay?"

When Fang Yi heard this, his eyes lit up and he forgot to cry. He was about to say "OK" loudly, but his mother coldly refused, "No, we've already eaten."

After saying that, he carried Fang Yi home.

Fang Yi went from being happy to being disappointed. He cried until his voice became hoarse. "No, I want to eat mud. I want more food. We haven't even eaten yet!"

"Cry, cry, cry. If you cry any more you'll call someone else's mother!" Fang Tuan's wife said this, threw him home, and closed the door, locking Fang Yi's crying inside.

Lin Qingping stood in the yard holding the chicken, puzzled.

It was obvious that he had some grievances against her, but she couldn't remember how she had offended anyone.

"Sister-in-law, you're home to play? Why don't you come in and sit down?" Fang Tuan just came back and saw Lin Qingping standing in the yard in a daze.

Lin Qingping thought about it and handed the plate to Fang Tuan, saying with a smile, "Oh, it's okay. I roasted a chicken and brought it to Fang Yi to try. The door was closed and I didn't want to disturb them. You just came back, so you can take it in."

Fang Yi is still howling in there, who would believe him if he said he had rested?

Fang Tuan probably expected what was going on. He knew his own wife well enough and felt very sorry, but it was inconvenient for him to point it out. He just smiled and thanked her, then took the plate and went home. He didn't even have the face to invite Lin Qingping to stay at his house.

Lin Qingping went back to her home with a smile on her face. When Fang Tuan opened the door, he saw his son rolling on the bed with his face red from crying, and his wife was sitting beside him with a stern face.

"Fang Yi, look what I brought you?" Fang Tuan said.

Fang Yi saw it and immediately jumped up from the bed. The child's tears came and went quickly. He had been crying heartbreakingly just now, but the moment he saw the beggar's chicken, he was already smiling happily.

Fang Tuan's wife was unhappy. "What's delicious? Aren't you disgusted by the dirt covered things? People give them to you as alms, and you take them home no matter how dirty they are?"

Fang Tuan's face was not very good either. "It was given to me by someone else. Even if it was a bowl of poison today, I would take it home!"

"you……"