Seventy-year-old book: The villain Zaizai’s best mother

The original owner was really weird. She didn't like Gu Yunshan and didn't want to marry Gu Yunshan, but she was jealous when she saw that Gu Yunshan was treating her daughter well.

Xia Mingshuang felt that she might not like Song Yanmin or dislike Gu Yunshan. She had probably been brainwashed since childhood, and she had resentment in her heart that she couldn't express. Her so-called nostalgia for Song Yanmin and her dislike of Gu Yunshan was just to resist, but unfortunately she didn't know it either. What to resist.

Who knows, Xia Mingshuang couldn't understand the original owner's thinking anyway.

Xia Mingshuang talked to Miaomiao while laying the kang. The little Zaizai over there listened to her mother's gentle voice and coaxed herself to sleep.

Four-year-old children get sleepy very easily. After dinner, they can lull themselves to sleep by listening to adults talking for a while.

In particular, Xiao Zhuang was not loved by his original owner before and was rarely coaxed. He always coaxed himself to sleep, and he had become accustomed to it. Now that Xia Mingshuang was gentle to him, it was easier for him to coax himself to sleep.

Miaomiao also felt her mother's tenderness that was different from before. She felt indescribable surprise and joy in her heart. She was always afraid that she was dreaming.

There was a warm current in her heart, a feeling of happiness, and a faint fear, fearing that her mother would only get better occasionally, and then she would hate them and beat them and scold them as before.

At this time, the commune members all gathered on the street to enjoy the cool weather, and then went home to sleep when the heat stopped.

The original owner didn't like it because people would pry and ridicule her when she went out, so she never got together.

Xia Mingshuang lay on the kang and began to feel hot. After fanning the cattail fan for a while, she felt slightly cool.

The sun is very hot during the day in summer here, and it gets cooler when the sun sets, especially after eight o'clock. There is still a slight temperature difference at night, and you even need to cover yourself with a thin blanket, otherwise you will feel cold when you sleep.

The wall clock in the west room dinged, it was nine o'clock.

Da Zhuang and Er Zhuang haven't come back yet. Xia Mingshuang was a little worried at first, but then felt that there was no need to worry.

When I didn't wear it, other people's children lived well.

She was originally annoyed by the ringing wall clock and thought it affected her sleep. The original owner was also annoyed by the ringing clock and hung it in her son's room.

But now she heard a wave of sleepiness in her mind. Traveling through time was also a labor-intensive task. Xia Mingshuang was really tired. She pulled up the sheet to cover Miaomiao's abdomen, and she fell asleep with her little Zaizai in her arms. .

The next day, a rooster somewhere crowed desperately, and the cicadas crowed heartily all morning, as if the world would be roasted as soon as the sun went to work.

The sky is bright!

Xia Mingshuang: "!!!"

Isn't it shameful to sleep in on the first day you officially stay?

Miao Miao and Xiao Zai Zai were no longer on the kang, and the sound of the bellows came from the main room.

The little girl has already gotten up to make breakfast!

Xia Mingshuang: ...Okay, I'll just be thick-skinned.

Seeing Xia Ming stand up, Miaomiao was very surprised, "Mom, it's not even 7:[-] yet, you can sleep a little longer."

She usually has to prepare meals, and after they finish eating and go to school, my mother will get up.

These days, all the educated youth are going to the countryside, and schools in various places are not properly run. Most of the people who go to school do it for fun.

Generally, around the age of 11 or 12, when you can work with adults, you go home and stop studying, so no one will bother you when you go to school at 8:9 or [-] in the morning.

The original owner basically gets up after 8:[-].

Xia Ming's cheeks were hot. It wasn't that he couldn't sleep in, but it was embarrassing to sleep in and let an 11-year-old girl cook.

She quickly changed the subject, "What's so delicious?"