Reborn in the 1970s, the cold soldier is a bit sweet

Chu Xingchen left for a long time and didn't come back until dark.

After he left, Wang Xiaoxiao finally had a peaceful sleep. When she woke up, it was almost evening. She got up, washed her face briefly, and started packing her luggage.

She didn't bring many things when she went back. It took her less than two hours to pack them up. Of course, she only packed her own things. As for Chu Xingchen's, she didn't know what he wanted to bring, so she could only wait for him. Let’s talk about it later.

Being bored alone, Wang Xiaoxiao went to the main room.

Zhou Ailian and Li Yanli were preparing dinner in the kitchen. When they heard her coming, Zhou Ailian took the apron, washed her hands, and then said: "Yanli, I've worked hard for you to make dinner today. I'll go talk to Xiaoxiao. This child will be here tomorrow." I have to leave, and I don’t know when I’ll see you next time.”

Li Yanli nodded: "Mom, I understand, go ahead."

After Zhou Ailian came out of the kitchen, she pulled Wang Xiaoxiao to the kang where she was lying on her side. She took out two cloth bags from the box, picked up one of them and said, "Xiaoxiao, look, I made this for you." Clothes, as your belly gets bigger and bigger, the original clothes may become uncomfortable to wear.”

As she spoke, she took out the clothes in the bag. The color was always light-colored. Although they didn't spend much time together, Zhou Ailian, who was attentive, still discovered that her daughter-in-law liked light-colored clothes: "Xiaoxiao, even though this dress looks like Not very pretty, but well dressed.”

Wang Xiaoxiao took the clothes and unfolded them. One was light green and the other was goose yellow. The two styles were similar. They were similar to the A-line version of a medium-thick jacket. The hem was loose and the waist was designed with a cloth belt to tighten it. They are suitable for spring wear. It's just right.

"Thank you, Mom. It's beautiful. I like it."

She was worried about not having maternity clothes, so her mother-in-law solved the problem for her.

"As long as you like it." Zhou Ailian pulled the belt around her waist: "This is adjustable, you can just tie it according to your waist size."

Wang Xiaoxiao responded: "Okay."

Zhou Ailian smiled and picked up another bag: "I also made some clothes for the child."

As she spoke, she took out the small clothes from the bag: "Take a look, do you like it?"

She already knew from her son that her daughter-in-law was going to the capital city when she gave birth, and she didn't know if she would be able to go there, so she had to ask them to take these with them in advance.

Several pieces of small clothes are made of the softest cotton. The stitching is careful and the details are well processed. There is no thread that hurts. The edges and corners of the seams are all facing outward. It can be seen that they are made with great care: "I like it, mom. I'll wear it when the baby is born."

The smile on Zhou Ailian's face became even stronger: "By the way, I also made a quilt."

She said and quickly opened the box, rummaged through it and took out a package. She unwrapped it to reveal a neatly stacked quilt: "I used this year's new cotton, but it's softer. Look at it."

The quilt is very light and soft, and feels comfortable to touch: "Mom, I like it very much." Wang Xiaoxiao hugged her arm and said coquettishly: "Mom, thank you for your hard work."

Zhou Ailian was also happy when people liked what she made. She patted Wang Xiaoxiao's hand and said, "As long as you like it, wait until mom is free to do it."

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When dinner was about to begin, Chu Xingchen came back. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he heard the little woman's silvery laughter coming from the side room, and he walked straight to the side room.

Wang Xiaoxiao was sitting on the kang chatting with Zhou Ailian. He heard the footsteps and looked up. When he saw it was him, the corner of his mouth curved: "Back?"

Chu Xingchen said "hmm", walked to the kang, and sat down next to her: "What are you talking about?"

Smiling so happily.

Wang Xiaoxiao looked at him with a smile: "Mom is talking about your childhood."

When Chu Xingchen heard this, he looked at his mother. Could it be that his mother was teasing the little woman about the embarrassing things he did when he was a child?

As if she knew what he was thinking, Zhou Ailian glared at him and said with her eyes: "Is your mother like that?"

Chu Xingchen withdrew his gaze and muttered: "That's not necessarily the case."

His mother often betrayed her son to make her daughter-in-law happy. The eldest brother and the second brother were the best examples.

Zhou Ailian:......

If she can no longer have this son, should she leave her son and keep her daughter-in-law?

She raised her head and glanced at the young couple who were whispering, and decided to forget it, so as not to make her daughter-in-law sad. Alas, for the sake of this annoying little daughter-in-law, she had better endure this stinky son.

Chu Xingchen lowered his head and whispered in Wang Xiaoxiao's ear: "I went back home first. I didn't find you, so I knew you were here. Does this mean we have the same mind?"

Wang Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes speechlessly. She was not familiar with this place. Where else could she go except home and the main house.

After Chu Xingchen arrived, Zhou Ailian got up and went to the kitchen to help her eldest daughter-in-law serve dinner.

In addition to New Year's Eve, the family gathers together again.

Because Chu Xingchen and Wang Xiaoxiao were leaving tomorrow, the meal was eaten slowly and everyone was talking during the dinner.

When his son was about to leave, the ones who felt most uncomfortable were his parents. Father Chu, who had always been a man of few words, nagged Chu Xingchen a lot. Needless to say, Zhou Ailian, although she always disliked her son, when his son really wanted to leave, Still very reluctant to part with it.

After dinner, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. The women were clearing away the dishes, while the men continued chatting. After the women had finished their work, they went back to their homes.

Chu Xingchen held the things Zhou Ailian gave them in his hand. Wang Xiaoxiao held his arm in one hand and held a flashlight in the other. The two strolled towards home.

On the way, Wang Xiaoxiao obviously felt that the man beside her was not in a good mood. She asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Chu Xingchen paused for a moment, then suddenly he stopped, hugged her into his arms, put his chin on the top of her head, and said in a low voice, "Mom and dad are getting more and more gray hair."

Wang Xiaoxiao didn't know how to answer this. She put her arms around his waist, nuzzled him with her head, and comforted him silently.

Chu Xingchen continued: "Since I was sixteen, I have spent less and less time with them. Sometimes I can't even see them for a year."

"They are getting older year by year, and not only have I failed to fulfill the filial piety that a son should have, but I have often made them worry."

"I often wonder if I should be like my eldest and second brothers, stay closer to them, or stay by their side."

Listening to his chattering, Wang Xiaoxiao thought for a while and suggested: "How about taking them to live in the team?"

Chu Xingchen smiled, released her from his arms, and held her hand back: "They don't want to."

Elderly people want to stay at home and go to live in a strange place thousands of miles away, which is torture for them.

Wang Xiaoxiao looked up at him: "Then go home often."

To be honest, as an orphan since childhood, she really couldn't understand his mood at this time.

Although she now has a pair of parents who love her, in terms of love, speaking selfishly, she is definitely not as good as his native-born first wife.