In the summer, while riding a bicycle, I was still thinking about what her mother had written.

Is the future sister-in-law stammering? Not only stuttering, but also such a bitter background?

The word orphan girl is very sensitive in summer. Although it was Su Meimei's letter, Summer still didn't want to listen to the word fate she analyzed.

The so-called hardness of life is imposed on a child who doesn't know anything, the taste, the feeling of being picked on by others, she understands very deeply.

My brother should like it very much, otherwise with my brother Xia Qiu's temperament, it would be impossible to do such a reckless thing. In the summer, I don't know and don't know how to evaluate Li Tiantian, who I haven't met, but I have an inexplicable good impression.

Alas! Her mother used the wrong word, not hard, but hard. There is no place to go during the New Year and festivals, and a person can cook a bowl of noodles and pour some soy sauce for dinner, not to save, but to know who to eat with a lot of styles. The more meals you have, the more you will show your loneliness.

Those yesterdays and yesterdays seem to be because of the appearance of Li Tiantian, an orphan girl, so that the days that have passed have flashed in front of the eyes of summer.

Summer doesn't know what comes to mind, and I'm happy.

At first, she didn't love or not, whether she liked or disliked, but when Ye Boxuan approached her again and again, she felt that this person was dissipating heat all over her body, and the heat dissipation function was not hot and would not become cold, and the temperature would always be constant.

When he got married, it was actually confirmed that Ye Boxuan's body was indeed always warm.

What she hates the most is that in late autumn and about to enter winter, there is no heating, and the boxed lunch bought from outside becomes cold after more than ten minutes of carrying it all the way. Curled up in the quilt, cold hands and cold feet.

She just wanted to find someone who could cover her in that season. You can put your feet on his belly at any time, not only does he not dislike his coldness, but he also chatters: Daughter-in-law, how to maintain these cold feet? Do you need to drink some big tonic soup?

Such a married life is the best. What she lacks, he makes up. It's just that she and he are both soldiers and have responsibilities, and the winter is about to slip away. Ye Boxuan didn't cover her feet a few times.

I've washed it, I've covered it, and I've asked with concern. In fact, it has warmed the heart, and it is enough.

When I returned home in the summer, Ye Zhiqing and Song Yaping had not gotten off work yet, only Wang Lotus was picking vegetables and cooking.

Summer put down the text jiàn clip in his hand. Take off your coat and wash your hands. Then I went into the kitchen. Sitting on a small bench to help Wang Lotus beat potato skins.

Wang Hehua blushed and squeaked: "Sister, no, you don't have to work." ”

"It's okay Sister Lotus."

"You're all at work. How can I still work after work? ”

"You have to eat everything. How can it be related to commuting. Summer smiled, in fact, she understood the subtext of Sister Lotus in her heart.

Wang Lotus secretly glanced at the only daughter-in-law in the family, and there was no jealousy in her heart, but she was simply envious of the good life of the summer. is beautiful and has such a good job, and a husband who is the head of the regiment and looks very good, she has all of them.

If Summer knew what Sister Lotus was saying, she would have laughed out loud. But when she was riding a bicycle just now, she wiped away her bitter tears for her former self. People, you can't compare, because your vision is always looking up, and you always compare with the good, and you are tired and tired.

When Ye Zhiqing came back, Song Yaping arrived home. Summer looked at the big bag in Song Yaping's hand suspiciously:

"Mom, what are you carrying?"

Song Yaping asked Wang if the lotus rice was ready? After asking, he greeted the summer to carry things: "Isn't this about the New Year, there is wine for your grandfather and grandfather, cotton jackets and pants made for them, your second aunt's coat, and a pair of leather shoes for the pavilion."

Those are for your mother's side, you see what is lacking and then buy some by yourself, by the way, I didn't buy anything for you and Bo Xuan for the New Year, you two are married, I don't care about these from now on. ”

"Mom, you didn't go to work in the afternoon?"

Song Yaping patted Summer's arm, glared at Summer, and complained that Summer's voice was too loud, don't hook Ye Zhiqing at home to hear it.

Song Yaping can't tell Sù Summer bluntly, if you don't work seriously in the future, don't let your father know. The meaning that can be expressed is also obvious, Chong Ye Zhiqing's direction glanced at him, and then whispered:

"Retired a little early. Subscribe internally, and the person you are looking for buys it secretly, don't say it. ”

Summer blinked, pointed to the pile of things that Song Yaping had prepared for her mother's house, and whispered to Song Yaping very seriously: "Mom, you are so good." "It's not easy to say thank you, why? Because it's too foreign. Praise it, it makes more sense to praise the flowers.

Song Yaping raised her chin slightly, and replied with a strong pretense: "Don't come to this set." Hurry up and take those of yours back to your room, take inventory, buy some more if you are missing, and buy some preserved fruit for your brother and mail it again. ”

Before taking the package, Summer gave Song Yaping a funny thumbs up and gave Song Yaping a high compliment.

The whole family, including Ye Zhiqing, everyone entered a busy state. As one of the main leaders of the Kyoto Military Region, Ye Zhiqing is busier the more the New Year is approaching.

He wants to go down to the grassroots to condole, to participate in various large-scale performances, to hold meetings, to speak, in short, in the summer, it is estimated that Ye Zhiqing will have to spend the fifteenth day of the first lunar month before he can be idle.

Song Yaping, as a working woman and the backbone of the Ye family, not only must she make clear arrangements for the work at the end of the year, but as the director of the Kyoto Military Region Hospital, she also has to care for her little comrades.

Song Yaping was also so busy that she hit the back of her head. As far as work is concerned, she has to know exactly how much meat she buys in the hospital canteen on the Chinese New Year's Eve, how many dumplings she can wrap, the duty arrangements of the little comrades, the family situation of the old doctors during the Spring Festival, whether they can undertake the duties of night shifts, and so on.

This is the situation in the unit, when she returned home, Song Yaping still had to Zhang Luo's family for the New Year.

To buy a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, what dishes should be, dismantle and wash all the curtains, sheets and bedding at home, wash and dry them, and then take the summer and Wang Lotus to sew them together, and the three women also have to carry brooms and rags, climb high and step on the low ground to sweep the house, etc., these are needless to say.

For Song Yaping, her main task during the Spring Festival is to mobilize Mr. Ye and Mr. Song to come to the house for the New Year, call over and over again to persuade her, in the summer, if it is not for her mother-in-law to have a job, she can find a car to invite from house to house.

Song Yaping, who worked so hard, did not persuade the two old men in the end.

Song Yaping was very disappointed and stacked the gold ingots, and in the summer, she had nothing to ask and ask, Song Yaping sighed:

"This year, we can't stick couplets and set off firecrackers or anything, and we should hang fewer red objects. I'll give your grandmother some more paper money, so that she can have a prosperous and happy year over there. ”

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in Kyoto were chattering about burning paper for the New Year, and they didn't know that Ye Boxuan, who didn't believe anything in the 142nd regiment, was half-squatting at the intersection at this time, burning paper money for Zhen Yuxian and Grandma Zhen...... (To be continued......)

PS: The second watch will be served later. Thank you for the monthly passes, you all went to work, right? Three days is really fast, it passes in a blink of an eye......