Reborn in 1980, I became the sweet wife of a tough guy

Ji Quan was very hungry and tired, so Ji Quan's mother hurriedly made steamed buns for her son. (Everyone else has eaten, except Ji Quan)

Lele, the little slanderous cat, probably hadn't digested the buns in her belly yet. Her eyes were "hungry" again, so she nuzzled into her uncle's arms to eat the buns.

Ji Quan himself does not have children yet, but he loves children. He asked Lele, "Tell uncle, is Lele hungry?"

Lele patted her belly and said, "Well, I'm hungry."

Qiao An'an didn't even look at it. She was lucky she wasn't a stepmother, otherwise she would have become an abusive stepdaughter?

"Brother, please leave her alone. She is just like this. Her belly is full but her eyes are not full."

Ji Quan still took a bite and let the little girl eat the stuffing. After feeding half of it, the little girl was satisfied and went to play with her brother.

Ji Quan finished the meal and started getting gifts, there was something for everyone.

"Dad, I know you like to drink, so I brought you a bottle of Moutai."

Maotai, for ordinary people, they only hear its name but never see the person.

Ji Mancang was very happy, "I'll open the bottle tonight and let the three of us try it."

Ji's mother disagreed, "Your father is really drunk drinking Maotai. You might as well buy him two bottles of Erguotou."

Ji Mancang hurriedly put it away, "Why did I drink so much that I went blind?"

Ji Quan took out a pair of silver bracelets and handed them to Ji's mother, "Mom, this is silver. You can wear it first. When your son gets rich one day, I will exchange it for gold."

"Silver is pretty good. Don't spend money lavishly. It's not easy for anyone to make money. Save more and start a family in the future."

In front of his younger siblings and sister-in-law, Ji Quan was a little embarrassed, "Mom, why are you talking about this?"

Silver bracelets are a new style, thick and simple, suitable for Ji's mother's age.

Ji Quan gave Ji Cheng and his wife a pair of couple watches.

"Brother, no need..."

"Yes, when you get married, when you have children, I am not qualified to be the eldest brother and uncle, so let me make up for it."

I understand everything I understand.

When Ji Cheng and Qiao An'an got married, and when they had children, Su Xinlan was in charge of everything in the family. Thinking about it now, I feel sorry for both of them.

"Thank you, brother, then we will accept it."

Qiao An'an thought about it. When her eldest brother gets married again, she and Ji Cheng will give him more gift money. Two couple's watches will cost more than 200 yuan at least.

Ji Nian was already waiting.

"Brother, what did you give me?"

"Can I give you a wallet?"

"Wallet... that's fine too. Brother, do you want me to make more money?"

Ji Quan smiled, and sure enough, he took out a women's wallet from the bag. The pink one looked very beautiful.

"Thank you, brother."

"You're welcome, please open it and take a look."

Ji Nian opened his wallet and said in surprise: "Ah... the necklace, brother, did you put it correctly? Is it a gift for me?"

"Of course it's for Ji Nian. If you don't like it, you can give it back to me." Ji Quan felt better and became more humorous.

"No, what you gave to me is what you gave to me."

I really didn’t expect that my eldest brother looks dull. He has a good eye for this thing, and the necklace he chose is light and beautiful.

"An early wedding gift to you."

It was only then that Ji Nian showed the shyness of a girl, "How did you know I was getting married?"

"It's twenty-two after the new year, and I'm definitely going to get married. Also, I've brought gifts for Qianqian and the others."

Qiao An'an said: "Brother, his three gifts are enough. There is no need to buy them."

"No matter how much they are, they are not gifts from my uncle. I bought them six bags of milk powder, imported from abroad."

For the three foodies, milk powder was a welcome sight.

"Quick, thank you, uncle."

Lele and Fanfan, for example, have already learned the gesture of congratulations. The villains hold their hands in front of their uncle, looking like humans and dogs.

Qian Qian is much more reserved. He knows all kinds of gestures, but he doesn't like to show off.

In the afternoon, the kitchen was filled with smoke and aroma.

Qiao An'an stood in front of the stove, skillfully stir-frying the dishes. The spatula flew in her hands, and dishes with full color, fragrance and flavor came out one after another.

Ji's mother was helping her, handing her a plate with chopped green onions and some seasonings, while talking, and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious.

After the dishes were fried, the work of making dumplings began.

Qiao An'an, Ji's mother and Ji Nian worked together to knead the dough, roll out the dough, and make the stuffing, all with quick and skillful movements. The dough turned into thin dumpling skins in their hands, and the dumplings were like works of art, with ingot shapes, wonton shapes, and flower pleat shapes; there were celery and pork fillings, Chinese cabbage and pork fillings, and cabbage cores and eggs. Shrimp skin stuffing…

After making her own dumplings, Ji's mother urged Qiao An'an to go to her parents' house to help.

Qiao Anan dragged her long shadow towards her parents' home.

Every household has red couplets posted on it, which makes it look particularly festive; the front door is swept clean, and the snow piled on the back wall is dazzlingly white.

After passing through familiar alleys, Qiao Anan opened the door of her parents' house. When Jiang Xiu saw her coming, a surprised smile appeared on her face, but there was a trace of inexplicable bitterness in her eyes.

"Come in quickly, it's snowing and quite cold."

Qiao Anan walked forward with a smile, saw the face on the panel, and was glad that she was not too late.

"Mom, let me help you make dumplings."

"Your mother-in-law has more family members, have you finished covering them?"

"It's all wrapped up."

With that said, she walked into the kitchen and started a new round of busy work.

"Where's Shanzi?"

"I went to our house to post the couplets. At noon, I went to the grave on the mountain, but they haven't been posted there yet."

The two surnames of Ji and Qiao have different customs. If you are surnamed Ji between 26 and 30, you can visit the graves on any day; if you are surnamed Qiao, you can visit the graves on the morning of New Year's Eve, which is quite grand.

The New Year celebrations are also different. The surname Ji is celebrated on the 23rd and the surname Qiao is celebrated on the 24th.

The two of them were silent for more than ten minutes. The atmosphere was tense, but Jiang Xiu broke it first.

"An'an, your third uncle and I didn't originally plan to have this child. We are already over forty and our children are grown up. I feel that I cannot afford to embarrass this person. The original plan was not to tell anyone and go back after the Chinese New Year to have a baby. , as if nothing happened.

When your aunt came that day, I probably woke up violently and almost fell. Fortunately, your aunt held me up and asked your third uncle to take me to the hospital for a checkup. Your third uncle was so worried by her that he said that I was not sick, but pregnant...

Your aunt may want me to give birth to the child, but I don’t know whether I will listen to what she says... That’s just the thing. It’s really not because I didn’t open my mouth to let her ask, so don’t take it too seriously. No matter when the time comes, what I think about most is you and Shanzi. "

After hearing Jiang Xiu's words, the estrangement between mother and daughter disappeared. Qiao An'an said, "Uncle San has done a lot for our family. It's a good thing to have someone connected by blood to him. I don't object to having this child."

But you and your third uncle must think carefully. This child does not comply with the birth control policy. Simply paying the fine is not enough. You will have to hide in Tibet in the future, so you must think carefully about this.

No matter what you do, I support it, and I am not intolerant of others. As for the shame you are worried about, there is no age difference in giving birth. What is there to be ashamed of? "