Reborn in 70s as a hot mom

Song Shiting came to her on a bicycle, holding an umbrella in one hand.

Fan Aihua's eyes straightened and she looked straight at Song Shiting.

Ruan Qingling's brows furrowed.

He's not afraid of death, is he?

Dare to hold an umbrella?

Song Shiting saw that Ruan Qingling's little face was filled with anger.

He reached out and handed the umbrella to Ruan Qingling: "Take it."

Ruan Qingling had no choice but to take it.

Otherwise, support him to death?

Ruan Qingling sat in the back and held on to the umbrella.

The rain was a bit heavy, and a lot of rainwater sprayed on her face.

However, looking at the man's strong back, her mood improved inexplicably.

Song Shiting said: "Let's go pick up Yaya."

Ruan Qingling responded: "Yes."

The raindrops pattered on the big black umbrella, making a "pop, pop, pop, pop" sound.

She deserved to be quiet, and her voice was actually muffled.

Song Shiting didn't hear it and thought she was still angry.

The two of them had an umbrella, which could only cover the top of his head, but the slanting rain still hit his face hard.

Song Shiting's back straightened.

As if to protect her from the wind and rain.

Aunt Lan watched the couple come to pick up Yaya, and said that they had a good relationship.

"You two are so in love!"

Ruan Qingling just smiled slightly.

He reached out and took Yaya.

Aunt Lan took Wu Jiajia's raincoat and put it on Yaya.

The little guy was wrapped up tightly.

I feel happy when I see my parents.

It was the first time that she saw her father and mother coming to pick her up, so she was dancing with excitement.

Song Shiting's clothes were already wet.

When Ruan Qingling returned home, she frowned and said directly: "Take off your clothes."

Song Shiting was caught off guard and looked at Ruan Qingling.

Only then did Ruan Qingling realize that she had spoken in fast forward.

"The clothes are wet, and the gauze on the wound needs to be changed again."

Song Shiting said: "The wound is not wet."

He took off his shirt.

The wound was covered with a transparent bag. Although it looked a bit funny, it was really not wet.

Ruan Qingling then took off Yaya's raincoat and put her in the fence car.

When I looked back, there were plates on the table, but they were all covered.

Song Shiting said: "I finished half of it and went out. I just have one more dish to stir-fry."

He was shirtless and exuded a wild masculine beauty.

The footsteps have already passed towards the stove.

Ruan Qingling said: "I'll do it."

When she reached over to pick up the shovel, Song Shiting's hand just reached over and held her little hand.

Song Shiting stopped as if he was electrocuted.

Ruan Qingling looked at his hands hanging down as if they had nowhere to put them.

Inexplicably want to laugh.

"I'll fry it."

When you are in a good mood, everything can be done well.

The last rapeseed.

Ruan Qingling likes to add some lard residue when cooking.

The food will taste better.

A plate of food is placed on the table.

Song Shiting changed his clothes and packed the food.

Yaya acted like a manly woman and had already drank half the bottle of soup.

Ruan Qingling sat down to eat while Yaya played by herself.

Song Shiting said to let her play by herself for a while and then feed her later.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door.

Ruan Qingling glanced at Song Shiting.

The rain had stopped for a moment, and Song Meili's voice came from outside.

Song Meili came, and this time there was a man behind her.

Song Shiting said nothing.

Song Meili continued to shout: "Third brother, open the door, second brother is here."

Song Laoer?

Ruan Qingling has never seen this person before.

Song Shiting then stood up, walked outside and opened the door.

There were indeed two people standing at the door.

Song Shijian said: "The third child."

Song Shiting asked: "Second brother, when will you come back?"

He didn't call Third Brother!

Song Shijian held a black umbrella in his hand, frowned slightly, and said slowly: "Lao San, you don't even recognize your brother now?"

Song Shiting said: "I don't deny it, just come back."

Song Shijian said: "I just arrived. I heard that you were in town, so I came over. Let's go out to eat."

Is this the first step to establish brotherhood?

Song Shiting nodded and said, "Wait a minute."

He came back and told Ruan Qingling.

"The second brother is back. I will go out to eat with him."

He had no intention of letting Ruan Qingling go out with him.

Yaya is still young, and on the other hand, she really doesn't want Ruan Qingling to have too much contact with Song Laoer.

Ruan Qingling nodded, glanced at him and said, "You can't drink."

Song Shiting nodded.

Song Meili thought Song Shiting would go back and ask Ruan Qingling to come with him, and her mouth was raised high.

Then, when he saw Song Shiting coming out alone, he immediately became happy.

hum!

Look, a family is still a family.

The second brother is back.

Third brother doesn’t dare to bring Ruan Qingling out!

She took a special look inside and said in a loud voice: "Third brother, why don't you bring third sister-in-law with you?"

Song Shijian also said: "Let's go together."

Song Shiting said, "No, she's full."

Song Shijian said: "I haven't met my siblings yet. If you don't take them to dinner with me, I won't be able to see them."

Song Shiting said, "Have you prepared a red envelope?"

You don’t have a red envelope and you just want to meet someone?

Song Shijian really didn't prepare any red envelopes.

This is the rule of the Song family. When they got married, Song Shijian didn't come back, and Ruan Qingling hadn't received the red envelope yet.

Song Meili snorted and said, "Third brother, you are bullying second brother. People like third sister-in-law are not qualified to receive my second brother's red envelope."

Song Shiting looked at Song Meili with cold eyes.

Song Meili quickly asked Song Laoer for help.

"Second brother, have you seen it? Third brother is like this."

Song Shijian said as if he couldn't see it, "Let's go eat first."

The three of them walked away together.

Song Shiting held an umbrella and walked as slowly as possible.

Song Shijian asked: "How do you feel in the town now?"

Song Shiting's voice was calm: "It's okay."

Song Shijian stopped talking.

Until I found a small fry shop.

Song Shijian went in and ordered three bowls of rice, four dishes, and a bottle of liquor.

Song Shiting directly said that he couldn't drink.

Song Shijian looked at him unexpectedly: "Why can't you drink?"

Song Shiting said expressionlessly: "I'm hurt."

Song Shijian glanced at him and sighed like a veteran cadre: "Whether you are in the army or in criminal investigation, it is still the same danger. Injuries are commonplace for us."

Song Shiting said nothing.

Song Meili said helplessly: "Second brother, is it true that powerful people won't get hurt?"

Look, the second brother is doing much better than the third brother when he is also a soldier.

He was clean and uninjured.

The third brother is like a pig in the mud, with scars everywhere.

Therefore, she felt that the second brother must be more powerful.

Song Shijian raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "You can't say such things in front of your third brother."

As he spoke, he sighed to Song Shiting: "We used to be young and ignorant, so we would have conflicts every day. However, it's better now. We have grown up and are sensible."

He began to lay the groundwork.

Song Meili looked sad: "Second brother, it was before. In the past, third brother could still see my sister, but third brother can't see me now. Look, I live here alone, not even a relative None, how uncomfortable I am.”

Song Shijian has a Chinese character face, like Song Shoushan, and speaks in a precise manner.

Looking at Song Shiting, he said, "No matter what happens outside, we are still a family. Making jokes outside is too funny."