"Didn't this Bingkun and his father just come back, why did they quarrel again?"

Qiao's house, Chunyan's mother just entered the house and took off her scarf and gloves, while muttering.

"If you don't go, you have to go, the family is reunited, even if you quarrel a few words, it's someone else's business, you are an outsider, run over to have a good time."

"Even if there is a fight, I won't do your business!" Old man Qiao held a cigarette stick and said in a weird way.

"I care about what's wrong!" Chunyan's mother is also a violent temper, and she usually gets hammered by Old Man Qiao, but she didn't deal with it at all, and she still fought with her neck.

"Come on, you still care, people don't look down on your daughter at all, we can't be in-laws with the Zhou family, besides, Bingkun and those got married after turning over the year, what do you care about here."

Old man Qiao is also a cannon temper, stubborn like a donkey, admitting death and saving face.

At the beginning, Chunyan's mother and Li Suhua were dedicated to matching Qiao Chunyan and Wang Chong, and he also acquiesced, but Wang Chong didn't know what to think in his head, so he didn't want to let such a good girl as their Chunyan'er go, and found a girl in Taiping Hutong as a partner.

What kind of place is Taiping Hutong, most of the people who live in it don't even have a hukou, and those foxes in it are used to hooking up with people.

Their family Chunyan is a serious worker, with a staff, a salary, his wife is still working on the street, and Old Man Qiao himself also has a job, except for each son, their Qiao family is not to say that it is Taiping Hutong, that is, in the entire light word piece, it is also the number one in the row.

Qiao Chunyan's matter made the old man feel uncomfortable, in the heart of the old man Qiao, his own daughter, that must be the best girl in the world, he Zhou Bingkun is nothing, and he dares to look down on his own daughter.

His own daughter should look down on him.

Because of this, Old Man Qiao held his breath in his heart, and the dry smoke in his hand took one puff after another, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, and the smoke was swirling.

"Bingkun's mother is also our Chun Yan'er's godmother, and I worshipped my godsister, their old Zhou family has no relatives in Jichun, this Chinese New Year, her family quarrels like this, I can't care about it?"

Without the original book, it was purely Qiao Chunyan's self-inflicted amorousness, although Chunyan's mother was not very happy, but the plastic sisterhood between her and Li Suhua was quite strong, and more importantly, she couldn't see the stubborn donkey-like temper of Old Man Qiao, so she had to choke a few words with him to feel strong.

"Humph! Dogs take rats and meddle in their business! Old man Qiao made a cold face, knocked the smoke pot twice on the threshold, got up and entered the house with his hands behind his back.

The bath hasn't gotten off work yet, and Qiao Chunyan is busy.

"Dead old man!" Chunyan's mother was not used to his problem, so she scolded the old man's back, and went straight to fetch water to clean up the stove, wash the dishes and wipe the table.

The mouth was still grinning: "Fault! ”

Old man Qiao didn't hear it, went back to the house and lay down on the kang, and fell asleep.

Taiping Hutong, Zheng family.

In Taiping Hutong, the light word piece said that it was not far away, and it was not close to it, and when the little couple came out of Zhou's house, Tim was almost completely black.

Knock knock!

There was a knock on the door.

"Is it Juan'er?"

Zheng's mother's voice came from inside the house.

Outside the door, the tightly wrapped little couple held hands, spitting white gas in their mouths, Zheng Juan's delicate little face was frozen red: "Mom! It's me! ”

"Bingkun is here too!"

Mother Zheng opened the door, lifted the curtain, with a smile on her face, and hurriedly turned sideways to lead her hand: "Don't stand still, hurry up and enter the house, enter the house!" ”

Zheng's mother is used to saving, there is no stove in the house, only the kang is burned, which is slightly warmer than outside, Guangming sits on the kang, wearing a cotton jacket, there is no light in the house, and there is a kerosene lamp on the kang table.

"Sister, you're back!"

"Why don't you sit down a little longer, and you'll be back?" Zheng's mother was also curious, when Zhou's father came back, the Zhou family should be festive and lively at this time.

"My dad is back, I can't sleep at home, don't I have no place to sleep, I just want to come to you for a few nights, I'm afraid you will dislike it!" Wang Zhong said jokingly.

"What are you talking about, you will be a family soon, what do you dislike or dislike." Mother Zheng said with a smile, to the king, the kind-hearted Mother Zheng has already regarded him as her half son.

"I'll go get some hot water and wash you up." Zheng's mother was about to do it, but Zheng Juan hurriedly grabbed her.

"Mom, go sit on the kang! I'll just do it. Zheng Juan helped Zheng's mother to the kang and said softly and patiently.

There was no stove in the house, Zheng's mother was old, it was cold at night, and her body was weak, so she still went to the kang to warm up.

Zheng Juan'er brought an enamel basin, poured half a basin of hot water from the thermos, found a clean towel, and washed Wang Chong.

After washing his face and feet, as soon as Wang Chong put his feet in the basin, Zheng Juan moved a small stool and sat opposite Wang Chong, leaning over and rubbing the soles of his feet with his hands that were already a little rough.

"I'll do it myself!" Although there were many people who washed their feet before, it was a legitimate transaction, like now, to let a girl like Zheng Juan who has not been out of the cabinet put down her body to help wash her feet, which Wang Chong had never thought of before.

But Zheng Juan pressed Wang Chong's feet, looked up at Wang Chong, and smiled: "I'll wash you!" ”

Wang Chong's mind was a little blank, looking at the girl who leaned over and gently scrubbed her feet, looked at the two braids hanging from both shoulders, and looked at the pair of white but not delicate softness wrapping the soles of his feet, and for a while, his eyes became a little stupid.

"That's it!"

"Bingkun, what do you want?" Zheng Juan looked at Wang Chong curiously, smiled and reminded again: "Wash it!" Hurry up and cover it in the quilt, don't freeze. ”

At this moment, Wang Chong's two feet were on Zheng Juan's thighs, Wang Chong hurriedly withdrew his legs on the kang and stuffed them into the quilt, Zheng Juan poured half a basin of water again, sat on the edge of the kang, took off his shoes and put his feet in.

Wang Chong turned over and got off the kang, sat on a small stool with cotton shoes, leaned over to hold a pair of Zheng Juan's small feet in the basin, Wang Chong could obviously feel Zheng Juan's body stiffen, and his cheeks quickly turned red.

"I'll just do it myself." The whisper like a mosquito shows the girl's shyness to the fullest.

Wang Chong looked up at her and smiled, and the movements of his hands did not stop: "Don't move." ”

Zheng Juan didn't dare to move, her body froze there, and from time to time she secretly glanced at Wang Chong, who was concentrating on washing her feet, and at the same time, she was happy in her heart, but she was infinitely shy.

Mother Zheng on the side, her smile rose to the corner of her eyes.

Zheng's house is a room, more than 20 square meters, divided into two rooms, the outside is the kitchen, and the inside is a room where a family of three eats and sleeps on weekdays, and a big kang occupies nearly half of the space in the whole house.

But the four of them can still sleep, and there is no shortage of bedding or anything, in recent years, Wang Chong has gone to Zheng's house to get several quilts, and the original old quilts have also been removed and found someone to play again.

Because she was about to get married, Aunt Zheng didn't let Zheng Juan show up to sell popsicles and rock sugar gourds.

Zheng Juan can only do logistics for them at home, stringing sugar gourds, making popsicles, cooking, dismantling and washing bedding, and sewing clothes.

During this time, Wang Chongyou basically visited the door every day for ten days and renovated their home inside and out.

Although Wang Chong made it himself, he spent a lot of money just to buy materials such as wood.

Aunt Zheng saw it in her eyes and remembered it in her heart.

After washing, Zheng Juan also went to the kang, Guangming slept outside by Zheng's mother, Wang Zhong and Zheng Juan lay next to each other, and the kang table was put away.

The big kang with a width of more than three meters will lay down four people.

Wang Chong pillowed his arms, thinking about what had just happened, and was a little distracted.

Zhou Zhigang's attack was as he expected, but the degree of intensity was unexpected.

The night was long, and I don't know how long it took, there was an even and low breathing sound in my ears, and the quilt next to me suddenly moved, moving a lot in the direction of Wang Chong.

Wang Chong just turned his head, just in time to meet Zheng Juan's gaze, and at the same time, Zheng Juan's hand got into the quilt and held his hand.

Zheng Juan's hands are not big, and the palms are not smooth and delicate, a little rough, which is the result of perennial work.

"Why don't you sleep yet?" Zheng Juan's voice was small.

Wang Chong lifted the quilt, opened his arms, and pulled Zheng Juan into his arms, Zheng Juan did not resist, leaned on Wang Chong's arms, the two embraced, and there was only a thin underwear between the two hot bodies, Wang Chong could clearly feel that Zheng Juan's hot body was a little stiff, and the temperature seemed to be rising.

Don't think about it, her mother and younger brother are next to her, but she and her fiancé do such a close thing, Zheng Juan must be ashamed.

"It's nothing, just a little emotional."

"Because of uncle?"

The two of them were close to each other, afraid of arguing with Zheng Mu and Guangming, and their voices were very small.

Wang Zhong snorted.

"Uncle also cares about you!" Zheng Juan's cheek was close to Wang Chong, one hand was on Wang Chong's chest, and she comforted softly.

Wang Zhong sighed: "Hey, I know! ”

Then he smiled helplessly: "Who told me that I am not as smart as my brother and sister, I was not obedient when I was a child, I was always naughty and mischievous, from childhood to adulthood, I was always beaten by him." ”

"As for Zhou Bingyi and Zhou Rong, the old man didn't even say a word heavy."

Zheng Juan only listened quietly and did not speak.

Wang Zhong was still saying: "The old man is partial to them, and I don't understand it. ”

"I just feel a little emotional, the prejudice in this person's heart is like a big mountain, no matter how hard you try, you can't move."

Although Zheng Juan hadn't read any books, she also understood Wang Chong's words, five fingers and one finger, and the fingers drilled through Wang Chong's fingers.

Ten fingers interlocked.

"I haven't seen you for three years, my uncle's impression of you is still stuck in three years ago, get along for a while, and my uncle will slowly discover your strengths and abilities."

Wang Chong raised his right hand, stroked Zheng Juan's soft hair, and felt it: "Juan'er, being able to marry such an understanding daughter-in-law as you is a blessing that I have cultivated for several lifetimes." ”

Wang Chong's girlfriend in his previous life also talked about several terms, but they all died of illness, and then he worked, and the physical examination found the disease, and he was hospitalized······

Zheng Juan's whole body was almost lying on Wang Chong's body, and both of them could clearly feel each other's breathing.

With such close contact, Zheng Juanqiao's face turned red, her cheeks and neck became hot, and she pushed Wang Chong shyly, but Wang Chong grabbed her palm.

"Don't move, the more I move, the more uncomfortable I become, just wait a while." Zheng Juan, who had never been in the air, heard this, and her body stiffened in fright.

Wang Zhong gently stroked her head and said softly: "Don't worry, the eldest lady and Guangming are still beside you." ”

Zheng Juan's face was red and hot, like a monkey's buttocks, and her head was buried in Wang Chong's chest and she didn't dare to show it.