《Lie and win in the chronology with space (MTL)》Chapter 11
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The journey is long, boring and tedious.
After a little episode, everyone lost their interest in chatting, and each had their own ideas to pass the time.
Jian Qingtong was also happy to be quiet, and took the opportunity to close her eyes and tidy up the space, and she didn't find it difficult.
When Jian Qingtong got off the train, the sound of the clunking train seemed to be still in his ears.
"Batch commander, here!"
Jian Qingtong heard a warm greeting before she could feel the free and fresh air as the crowd flowed out of the train station.
She turned her head and glanced over, and met the two straight young poplars beside the jeep.
"Didn't you say you don't need to pick it up, the training is over?"
Tang Yuanzheng strode over, affectionately punched Chen Dong standing outside the car door, and nodded to Wang Guocheng over there.
Chen Dong firmly endured this, and then he stretched his neck to look back, showing his big white teeth at Jian Qingtong:
"Hello, sister-in-law, my name is Chen Dong, he is Wang Guocheng, it's been hard work all the way!"
Wang Guocheng asked over there . Hello, sister-in-law, help to open the rear door.
Jian Qingtong nodded politely in response: "Hello, my name is Jian Qingtong."
Tang Yuanzheng went around to the right side of the car, put the backpack in his hand into the back seat, bent over and sat in, motioned for Jian Qingtong to come up too, and asked He wrote:
"Is everything alright in the camp?"
Wang Guocheng watched his new sister-in-law take the car door with no expression, and he was so anxious that he winked at the puzzled battalion commander.
"What's wrong with your eyes? You got sand in the training this afternoon? Drop some eye drops to avoid inflammation."
Tang Yuanzheng asked with concern.
Wang Guocheng rolled his eyes, too lazy to mention the battalion commander whose mind was full of training. What kind of gentleman's demeanor is mentioned to this kind of person, that is, playing the piano to the cow, and he doesn't bother to bother.
"Everything is normal. Battalion Commander, it's getting late, why don't we find a restaurant to eat first? Is my sister-in-law hungry too?"
He was worried that without their assists, the battalion commander alone would be able to keep his daughter-in-law.
In the case of the battalion commander, the sister-in-law will be the stepmother of the two children when she arrives. The key child is not his own man, and most people really can't stand this grievance.
Tang Yuanzheng automatically switched to the iron-blooded training mode when he saw the soldiers under his control, and he reprimanded without thinking:
"What restaurant are you going to eat, go back to the cafeteria! I don't ask you to ask for leave, but you have to come, are you being lazy? Go back to practice! Only now. At seven o'clock, hurry back to the cafeteria and have dinner. Be safe, your sister-in-law has a head injury and can't stand it."
Well, the two soldiers have lost their temper now, and I don't know whether the battalion commander is considerate or ruthless.
All right, obey orders.
All the way back to the army in silence, Jian Qingtong closed his eyes and rested. She was also not good at dealing with strangers, and it was best not to disturb each other.
The car drove all the way to the family home and stopped at the door of the house.
Jian Qingtong and the two got off the bus, and Chen Dong volunteered to help bring food to the cafeteria.
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Tang Yuanzheng was not polite to them, he said that he turned around and invited them to come for dinner, and watched the two drive away.
"You go home first, and I'll pick up the child."
Tang Yuanzheng took the key to open the door, put his luggage away before leaving.
Jian Qingtong stopped him:
"You don't change your clothes? There are many people on the train and many bacteria, which is not good for children."
Tang Yuanzheng raised his eyebrows, thinking about the mud monkeys rolling around in the family's courtyard, and felt that she was making a big fuss.
"No, they are solid, they don't pay attention to this."
After saying that, he strode away with wind.
Jian Qingtong was speechless.
Is this what she calls prudence? This is obviously basic hygiene common sense!
Did she see him wrong? The three views are different from the living habits, and it is impossible to live together.
Jian Qingtong began to worry, and felt unclean wherever he looked.
She thought about it, ran to plug in the door, and quickly released the sweeping robot to start cleaning.
Fortunately, there are not many rooms, and a robot in a room can work very quickly.
However, she still didn't dare to be careless. She didn't have time to visit the house. She hid in the bathroom against the clock, took off her dirty clothes quickly, took a simple battle bath despite the cold, and changed into the plain-colored home clothes and slippers that were stored in the space. tone.
The sweeping robot dutifully sucks up the water stains on the ground and cleans the tiled floor spotlessly.
Unable to sigh at the good living conditions of the army, Jian Qingtong rushed back to the bedroom, opened the closet, made a simple selection, and took out a set of Tang Yuanzheng's oldest shirt and trousers.
The light green shirt was neatly ironed, and the cuffs were frayed, so it wouldn't be an eyesore when she folded it up.
The trouser legs are also very long, and they are pulled up a few folds to avoid mopping the floor.
The loose waist of her trousers was tied with a thin cotton rope. She tried it and it wouldn't fall down, so she felt at ease.
Although the slippers on her feet are very comfortable, they are only suitable for her to wear secretly when she is at home alone.
Jian Qingtong sighed secretly and hurriedly put away the slippers, and then found out the old shoes that Tang Yuanzheng washed and put them on first.
There were several patches on the shoe, and the color was faded from washing. It was at least a few sizes larger than her foot, and it was just right to pull it as a slipper.
After taking care of her body, Jian Qingtong didn't care about her dripping hair, grabbed a bag of hand towels, and hurried to each house to collect the sweeping robots, opened the windows one by one for ventilation, and then ran to the bathroom to take the time to wash her face, rinse her mouth and wipe skin care products.
The whole set was finished, just like a battle. Fortunately, it was over before the man came back, and he didn't have time to dry his hair.
So got caught.
"Have you washed your hair? What should I do if the wound is infected!"
Tang Yuanzheng brought the two children back, and as soon as he entered the door, he met Jian Qingtong, who had changed into a suit. A wet towel.
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He quickly put down his little girl who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and strode over to remove the handkerchief from his daughter-in-law's head.
"Nonsense! How dare you wash your hair before the gauze is removed? Why don't you come over to change the dressing!"
Jian Qingtong was disciplined in front of the child, and her cheeks became hot in embarrassment.
She couldn't explain that she had applied water-repellent medicine to the wound, so she could only accept his kindness sullenly.
"It's not as sensible as a child." The man continued to train her in a bad way, finding new gauze and trauma medicine, and choosing back and forth between disinfecting alcohol, iodine, and purple syrup.
Jian Qingtong glanced at the little boy next to her who was a little taller than her knees, feeling embarrassed and angry.
That's enough, give her some face in front of the child, she is an elder and must be majestic!
It's a pity that the man didn't have a good heart with her. After finding all the medicines, he came over, and simply and rudely gave her a new dressing.
The pungent smell of disinfectant alcohol diffused in the room, evoking bad memories for children.
The little doll who was woken up on the bed for a while couldn't hold back any longer, and burst into tears, crying to find her brother.
The little boy ran over, climbed onto the bed and lay beside his sister, hugged her and patted her skillfully:
"Guoguo is not afraid, godfather is back, don't cry."
Tang Yuanzheng promptly agreed:
"Daughter wake up . Hey? Do you miss your father? Dad went to find your mother for you, come and recognize someone."
Jian Qingtong was gently pushed by him, facing two pairs of similar bright eyes, a pair of tears full of curiosity Dumbfounded, the other pair was politely guarded, just as she expected.
Jian Qingtong took a deep breath, the psychological construction she had done over the past few days had an effect, she squeezed out a smile to say hello:
"It's Junjun and Guoguo, you guys are so good-looking.
" It's mom." The words came out.
She has been a genuine unborn girl for two lifetimes, and suddenly being a mother is really a bit too exciting. Not only does she need time to get used to it, but the two children may not be able to accept it immediately, right?
Besides, Tang Yuanzheng's opening remarks just now was an extreme failure. Saying that he is a straight man is a compliment.
Such a young child has just lost a loved one, and his heart must be full of unease; the youngest will instinctively find their parents and mothers, and the older ones can already remember things, and I am afraid that they will taste the taste of being dependent on others early on.
Just like when she was a child, in her previous life.
Jian Qingtong compares her heart to her heart and treats the two children with more patience. She took the initiative to squat beside the bed and stretch out her right hand:
"Hello Tang Jun, and Tang Guo, I'm a new member of the family, please take care of me."
Tang Guo just turned one year old, When she was full of boundless curiosity about the outside world, she heard an unfamiliar voice and turned her head to look at her intently.
Tang Jun saw that his sister stopped crying, and he was less repelled by the new mother. He sat up, politely stretched out his hand and shook it:
"Well, I'm the little man in the family, and I will take care of you and my sister. ."
Jian Qingtong's heart was almost melted. The cub really is the first in the healing department, there is no one!
She stared at the little adult-like milk dumplings with gleaming eyes, resisting the urge to take a sip, and decided to slowly figure it out.
"Then I want to thank you in advance, little man. In order to express my gratitude, please accept the small gift."
She pretended to be mysterious and waved her hands up and down a few times, then stretched out in front of him and spread it out in front of him. A toffee wrapped in glutinous rice paper.
Well, the outer wrapping paper was peeled off by her and thrown into the space.
"Can you do magic? It's amazing!"
Tang Jun was shocked by the hand she showed, widening a pair of black and white peach eyes, looking at her hand and her whole body, as if looking for a flaw in magic.
Jian Qingtong smiled proudly, put the candy in his hand, and asked mysteriously,
"Do you want to watch it again?"
"Yes!" The
little boy answered loudly, feeling a little embarrassed, and looked at his sister and explained in a low voice:
"My sister also Let's see." The
little doll made two ah-ahs at the right time, cheering for his brother.
Jian Qingtong pretended to take out a pure cotton white handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the little doll's saliva gently, and quickly retracted it, smiling and agreeing:
"Okay, now is the time to give gifts to children Guoguo, one, two, three changes! "The
palm is spread out, it is also a piece of toffee with the wrapping paper removed, impartial and fair.
Tang Jun wows in surprise, looking at her with shining eyes full of admiration.
After successfully subduing the cub, Jian Qingtong was so proud that the corners of his mouth turned upwards.
She also handed the second piece of toffee to the little boy, and carefully instructed:
"You help your sister to put it away first. My sister is still young, and it is easy to get stuck if she eats candy. When you take it and give her a sweet lick tomorrow, Or you can drink bubble sugar water."
Tang Jun took it over and nodded solemnly, expressing receipt.
"It's so good."
Jian Qingtong couldn't help but squeeze his little face gently, it felt so good that she wanted to scream.
Tang Jun blushed and sat patiently without moving.
When she finished pinching and retracting her hand, he held the two pieces of candy to the ground and ran back to his bedroom.
"Brother, Dad, ah ah."
The little doll on the bed kicked his hands and feet, and Huan Shi wanted to join the chat.
Jian Qingtong wiped her saliva again, leaned closer to see the tiny grains of rice in her mouth, and asked without looking back, "
What is Guoguo eating now? Milk powder? Did you add complementary food?"
When the child communicated for the first time, seeing her showing goodwill, he silently gave her a pass.
However, more attention is needed to observe and see people's hearts over time.
"Yes, I still eat milk powder. The complementary food is mainly egg custard and meat porridge. I will also eat some apple puree and soaked biscuits. I will give her a pee."
Jian Qingtong stepped aside and saw that he skillfully carried the child away, showing some satisfaction in his eyes.
This man is really serious and responsible, saying that raising children is also hands-on, not just verbally speaking, it is very reliable.
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