Reborn in 70s as a hot mom

Song Meiling was hungry. Thinking of the plate of braised pork, her mouth watered and she said, "No more, I'll go home and eat first. I'm starving to death."

Bai Luomei frowned.

Hopefully I can kill two birds with one stone this time.

Song Qian doesn't like their sisters, of course she knows.

She is not stupid either.

If her mother hadn't wanted to get married, why would they have come to a poor place like Songjia'ao?

Tired of thinking about it.

……

Song Shiting returned home.

Ruan Qingling's meal has been prepared.

Ruan Qingling found a piece of three-color woven cloth and placed Yaya on it.

She was crawling on it herself.

Song Shiting didn't expect that Ruan Qingling would think of such a method.

Seeing Song Shiting, Yaya crawled towards him.

Song Shiting washed his hands and quickly picked up his daughter.

Ruan Qingling took the opportunity to say: "Yaya is learning to walk now. Let's see if we can borrow a walker. Otherwise, we need to find a fence like that. Otherwise, she will crawl everywhere and we will have to watch her from morning to night."

Song Shiting said, "Okay."

Looking at the dishes on the table again, he sat down with his daughter in his arms.

Yaya's excited calves were swinging on his lap.

Ruan Qingling sat down, picked up her chopsticks and said, "First find a place where Yaya can play by herself, and I can do something I want to do."

Like others, it is impossible to expect your mother-in-law to take care of your children.

So, she had to find a way on her own.

Song Shiting also knew that Ruan Qingling and her daughter needed living expenses. He said, "You don't have to worry about the living expenses at home."

As he spoke, he reached into his pocket and gave Ruan Qingling the 20 yuan in his pocket.

Ruan Qingling looked at the money on the table.

She needed money, but she didn't always want Song Shiting's money.

"It's one thing for you to give money to the family. It's one thing for me to find a job to make money. I can't just take care of my baby and do nothing."

Song Shiting looked at her.

If she is willing to take care of the baby, he will give her all his money.

She doesn't need to work.

It's just that he didn't dare to say such words directly.

Ruan Qingling had already lowered her head to eat, so Song Shiting simply stopped talking.

Let’s take a look at Ruan Qingling’s next move.

He didn't dare to tell all his plans.

Who knows, whether she was just interested in it temporarily, or maybe there were other reasons.

……

Song Qian went home and there were a few strangers at home for dinner.

She looked at the faces on the table and felt like she couldn't eat.

Her father asked her when she was going back to work.

Song Qian said that her vacation was relatively long and she was not in a hurry to go back to work and could stay in the village for a few more days.

Stepmother Zhuang Jing immediately talked about her marriage, saying that her father should be interested in her because she was old enough.

Song Qian was very depressed after the meal, so she didn't want to stay at home after the meal.

As I walked out, I unknowingly came to Song Shiting's small shabby house.

She looked at the place with the faint light, but it was not bright, but for some reason, she felt that although the place was shabby, there were people she liked in it, and the more she looked at it, the warmer she felt.

If she were the mistress of this place, Song Shiting's life would definitely be different.

And she will make life different.

So, why did she let herself live in such a mess?

She heard about Ruan Qingling's various misdeeds before she came back, and she also heard about Ruan Qingling's many things after she came back.

Therefore, she felt that Ruan Qingling was not worthy of Song Shiting and would be a drag on Song Shiting.

Song Shiting was the most handsome boy she had ever seen.

Even when she went to work in a factory in the city, she never met a man as good-looking as Song Shiting.

After seeing too many crooked men, she now felt that she should save herself and Song Shiting.

Otherwise, Song Shiting's future life will be ruined by Ruan Qingling.

Thinking of this, she felt that she must do this.

Song Shiting finished his meal and was washing the dishes, while Ruan Qingling was responsible for giving Yaya a bath.

The two were at home and began to divide work and cooperate.

After getting along with each other for the past few days, Ruan Qingling felt that Song Shiting was a good man.

I didn’t pick any chores at home and did everything I could.

Anyway, in her opinion, he is a good man.

She had just finished bathing her daughter and wrapped her in a small quilt.

Yaya, who looks like a little rice dumpling, reveals her little head and looks at her with a pair of dark eyes.

Her love for her daughter began to overflow, and she lowered her head and kissed Yaya's little face hard.

When Song Shiting came back from washing the dishes, he saw Ruan Qingling holding her daughter as if she couldn't put it down.

His eyes were a little dark.

Automatically walked to the table and picked up the half-made clothes.

After Ruan Qingling cut it, he took care of it.

He knows how to hold needles, as long as Ruan Qingling is willing to take good care of the child.

He can do everything that can be done at home.

Ruan Qingling had just changed her daughter's clothes when she turned around and saw Song Shiting sewing clothes.

She just thought this man was so cute.

Some men look very girly when holding needles.

And he is not.

The focused man looked like he was making a handicraft.

The straight back is simply pleasing to the eye.

Ruan Qingling wanted to find a topic and asked Song Shiting if he had been holding needles before.

"Song Shiting, you used to..."

"Ah Ting..."

A woman's voice interrupted Ruan Qingling's question at this time.

Song Shiting looked outside expressionlessly.

Song Qian had already come in from outside, with a slight smile on her face: "A Ting, you are all here, I'm here to see Yaya."

She looked at Yaya who had just put on her clothes.

This little girl is so pretty, and her pair of black grape eyes are so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away.

Song Qian also likes Yaya.

She didn't even resist being Yaya's stepmother at all.

When he turned his head again, he saw Song Shiting with needlework lying next to him, with a needle in his hand.

Looking at the positions of the two people in the room, it is not difficult to imagine.

Song Shiting is doing needlework!

I really felt wronged to Song Shiting.

He is such a good man!

Ruan Qingling ruined his job, and he still has to live in Songjia'ao for the rest of his life?

When she thought of this, she felt distressed.

But there was a smile on his face.

"Yaya is really getting cuter as she grows. How old is she? Will she leave?"

She stretched out her hand to hug Yaya.

But Yaya doesn't like strangers.

Song Qian was completely unfamiliar to her.

Yaya turned her head away from Song Qian.

Ruan Qingling almost died laughing.

My daughter is really awesome.

Song Qian glanced at the kang, and then looked at the four bamboos tied together to make a long chair beside the kang.

His eyes moved slightly, but he wisely didn't say much. He sat down by the kang and coaxed Yaya.

"Are you shy, little girl? I am aunt, your Aunt Qian."

People in the village are generally called according to their seniority.

Song Qian is the same generation as Song Shiting.

But no matter what she said, Yaya just ignored her.

She kept hugging Ruan Qingling and turned her head to one side, not looking at Song Qian.

Song Shiting didn't say anything either.

Song Qian said: "Sister-in-law, if you need my help at home, just ask. Sewing work like this should be done by us women."

Ruan Qingling felt that Song Qian had too many things to do.

What’s wrong with Song Shiting’s willingness to sew clothes for his daughter?