Reborn in 70s as a hot mom

After Song Shiting finished washing the dishes, he walked in and saw Ruan Qingling holding scissors in one hand and Yaya's old clothes in the other, standing by the bed and gesticulating.

The dog-gnawed edge that Ruan Qingling cut last time was trimmed when he was sewing.

He couldn't help but ask: "Have you never learned tailoring?"

Ruan Qingling held her forehead and said: "I have learned a little before, and I think it is more convenient and faster than doing it opposite each other."

Song Shiting walked over and took out a piece of painting powder from the bag.

Ruan Qingling was surprised that he took it so naturally.

Song Shiting came closer, and all her faint breath rushed into his nostrils, and he froze for a moment.

He lowered his head and took over the work from Ruan Qingling's hands and started doing it.

Song Shiting was not slow. He took a ruler, drew and then cut, and he quickly cut out a small piece of clothing.

Ruan Qingling asked unexpectedly: "How do you know the proportion and size of the clothes?"

Don’t even use Yaya’s old clothes to compare.

Song Shiting said: "There used to be an old tailor in the village, and I studied with him for a while."

Ruan Qingling's eyes lit up and she asked, "Then can you cut your own clothes?"

Song Shiting nodded, he had made his own clothes.

Ruan Qingling felt that although Song Shiting was harshly treated by Wang Guihua, he survived and gained some abilities that others did not have.

She can hold a needle and cut clothes, but she herself seems weak.

"Although I have learned some, I can't do it."

Song Shiting spread out the remaining fabric and said, "I can do it."

Ruan Qingling was watching from the side.

Song Shiting cut two tops for Yaya and asked Ruan Qingling, "Do you want to cut another piece of clothing?"

There is still some fabric left.

It seems to be enough.

He turned to look at Ruan Qingling and found that she had a really good figure!

Ruan Qingling said: "Okay, you can cut one for me, and Yaya and I will wear parent-child clothes."

Hearing her talk about pretending to be a parent-child, Song Shiting pursed his lips.

He can't wear it himself!

Ruan Qingling bought pink fabric.

Now that Song Shiting has started, he can't just put it down halfway.

He easily cut out Ruan Qingling's clothes.

He was not slow and continued to sew Yaya's clothes. However, by the time he sewed a sleeve for Yaya, Ruan Qingling had already fallen asleep!

Song Shiting looked at the mother and daughter who were sleeping peacefully on the bed.

Her face was no bigger than his slap.

When she fell asleep, her charming aura became lighter and more gentle, and her unpainted face was like a lily with dewdrops in the morning, peaceful and beautiful.

Then I saw the little copy of my daughter, with her baby-fat little face and long eyelashes. The sleeping postures of mother and daughter were exactly the same.

Song Shiting's eyebrows showed helplessness.

Doesn't she like him, or is she just a pessimist?

Could it be that he didn't attract her at all?

It was late, Song Shiting was holding needle and thread in his hand, his eyes were dull.

……

In the afternoon, Zhou Xiangdong came back, bringing news that was even more shocking than the previous news.

He brought over all the remittance data Zhao Mei had received recently.

"Look, these are records of remittances."

Song Shiting was silent after reading it.

He found it strange that if he was just working part-time, it would be impossible to remit so much money.

Check the remittance time.

Starting from March last year, the amount was relatively small.

Less than a hundred.

Later, there were more and more.

The most is in these two months, each month is more than 300 yuan.

This is wrong.

What kind of job can earn so much money?

Is there any hidden secret in the process?

Song Shiting said: "Now, we can only wait for the news from Jingcheng."

Zhou Xiangdong said: "Data is the most intuitive and can best reflect the problem."

Song Shiting nodded: "I'll treat you to dinner next time."

Zhou Xiangdong: "..."

Why does it feel like burning bridges across rivers?

He asked: "Not today?"

Song Shiting's face was calm: "There is something going on at home today."

Zhou Xiangdong: "..."

He had the feeling that he had come to the wrong place.

……

After Ruan Qingling read the remittance history, she felt even more suspicious.

This time, she really decided to go to the city.

Song Shiting meant not to go for the time being.

"Zhao Mei has a big problem, but your sister has an even bigger problem."

Ruan Qingling said: "Well, what kind of job can you make so much money at once? Besides, Ruan Meiying doesn't know how to work seriously. She is selfish, and she can't be so arrogant as to work several jobs and then spend the money." Send them all over."

"She is a stingy and difficult person to get along with. She would not be so generous."

So, is this money directly related to what happened to her recently?

Another point is, no matter what kind of job, you can earn so much money in such a short time, even if you work as a chicken, you won't be able to make money so quickly.

Thinking of Zhou Xiangdong, Ruan Qingling asked, "Why didn't you invite Dongzi over for dinner?"

Song Shiting's: "He's in trouble."

Ruan Qingling: "..."

OK then.

Song Shiting said, "He will come over for dinner tomorrow at noon."

Ruan Qingling nodded and said, "I will buy some good food to entertain him tomorrow."

Song Shiting nodded.

……

Zhou Xiangdong couldn't help Song Shiting all the time. When he took a vacation, he came here as his first stop.

I haven’t returned home yet.

I heard that Song Shiting asked me to go to dinner.

Zhou Xiangdong's etiquette was very thorough this time.

When I came here, I bought something for Yaya.

Ruan Qingling said: "You just bought so many things for Yaya, why are you buying her something again?"

Zhou Xiangdong smiled. He was rejected by Song Shiting last night and went out for a walk.

I discovered that there are a lot of things that I can buy for my children.

Today he bought a windmill.

This time, because there was a colorful windmill, Yaya liked it.

He was actually willing to be hugged by Zhou Xiangdong.

After a meal, Zhou Xiangdong was going home.

Before leaving, he called Song Shiting to the door and said, "It seems that there is no big problem with your family now, but the problem lies in the people who want to deal with you behind the scenes. Although I don't know what it is related to, I still want to remind you not to take it seriously. All emotions are placed within the family.”

"You forget that you put all your feelings at home before, and always wanted your parents to acknowledge you. However, in the end, it was you who suffered. I think you still need to think carefully."

Song Shiting looked at Zhou Xiangdong with a faint look.

Zhou Xiangdong said: "I say this to give you advice. It's up to you whether you listen to it or not."

Song Shiting nodded.

The two of them have been through life and death before, so they know each other's thoughts as long as they say a word to each other.

"Although the purpose of my coming here was to persuade you to divorce, it seems to be okay now, but I advise you to think twice before doing so."

Song Shiting's eyes were dark and he said, "If you are short of a woman, quickly find someone to marry."

The corner of Zhou Xiangdong's mouth cracked, and his eyes were filled with disapproval: "Are you kidding me? I'm only 29 this year."