Rebirth in the 70s: A rough man’s husband pinches his waist and dotes on him

The second sister was very sad after hearing this, and held Lin Qingping's hand, "Sister, don't be like this, you will be fine..."

Lin Qingping shook her head and smiled, "I know you're all trying to coax me, because you're afraid that I won't be able to handle this psychologically, but I know my own body, and I'm not an ignorant person. Even if I do get better, it's always better to be prepared. You don't want me to have no plans and end up with someone else spending my money, right?"

The second sister was moved and hugged Lin Qingping, saying, "Sister, you're okay... You're okay..."

Lin Qingping smiled slightly, feeling a little sad, and gently patted her second sister on the back, "Qingyun, you are the person I trust the most. I believe that you will support my sister no matter what she does, right?"

What else could the second sister say? Her elder sister's words woke her up. She hoped her elder sister would get better. If she did, a will would be just a piece of paper, but...

She was heartbroken. But as long as she thought that if there was no will, if her sister was really gone, her sister's hard-earned money would be controlled by Gu Juncheng, and even if it wasn't Lanxiang, there would be other women who would spend her sister's hard-earned money in the future, the resentment in her heart burned like a flame.

Feeling that his second sister was no longer resisting, Lin Qingping smiled slightly, "Do you understand?"

"Hmm..." The second sister nodded slightly. She understood, but the fire in her heart was burning her in pain. She could only blame fate. Why did her sister, such a good person, get such a disease?

"Let's go, let's go home." Lin Qingping held her sister's hand, "They have been waiting outside for a long time."

When the two sisters came out, Zhiyuan was playing with his sister with literacy cards. Zhiyuan was ten years older than his sister and was very sensible. He could already help take care of his sister very well. Zhangzhu leaned on him and recognized objects and words with him one by one. She was very happy when she recognized one correctly, and Zhiyuan would also praise her for being great.

So, when Zhangzhu saw her mother coming out, she happily reported to her mother, "Brother, Zhuzhu, great!"

My brother said beads stick.

Zhiyuan looked at his sister and felt very sad.

My sister is still too young. She doesn’t know what happened to my mother or what happened at home, and she is still carefree every day.

I hope my sister will always be so carefree...

He clenched his fists slightly and made up his mind that he must protect his sister all his life and make her happy forever!

Lin Qingping looked at her daughter who was so happy and excited. She felt sad and tender in her heart. She picked her up and kissed her face. "Let's go home."

"Brother! Come home!" Zhangzhu called happily.

Zhiyuan stood up, smiled and nodded, "Well, let's go home."

However, there was no time to hide the red marks in his eyes.

Zhiyuan had experienced making a will once, and he knew what a will meant.

But that time, it was just Mom and Dad Gu who were separating.

Although it was a big deal for them at that time, I only realized now that as long as people live well, everything is a small matter.

"Mom, let me hold my sister." Zhiyuan stretched out his arms.

The once tiny boy seemed to have grown a lot this year, and is not much shorter than Lin Qingping. He is precocious and sensible, and especially recently, after Lin Qingping was hospitalized, he seems to have become more stable.

Lin Qingping really wanted to spend more time with her daughter and cherish every day and every moment with her daughter, but she was truly unable to do so and could not hold her for long.

"Let me do it." said the second sister.

In the eyes of the second sister, Zhiyuan is still the child that his sister raised all the way. Is it okay for a child to hold another child?

But Zhiyuan had already taken Zhangzhu over and said to his second sister, "Second Aunt, I can do it, don't worry."

The second sister looked at Zhiyuan and couldn't help but feel a little wet in her heart. Over the years, she was lucky to have a child like Zhiyuan by her side, who was considerate and accompanied her all the way. The efforts her sister put into this child were worth it.

The second sister's determination became stronger: no matter what, no matter what her sister's future would be like, she would never let her sister's two children suffer any grievances!

The four of them took a taxi and returned home.

In the car, they discussed what to eat.

Lin Qingping actually had no interest in food. She only mentioned egg custard, and then suddenly had the idea of ​​making pumpkin pie.

“I cook all the food myself,” she added.

Zhiyuan felt uncomfortable again after hearing this. Pumpkin pie was the first dessert he had eaten in Gu's house. Perhaps, compared with the various pastries produced by cake factories nowadays, its taste was very simple, but it was always his favorite dessert.

That was the first sweetness of the world that he, a poor homeless kid, felt.

"Mom, can you teach me?" Zhiyuan was afraid that she would get tired, so he went by himself and could help.

"Okay, I'll teach you!" Lin Qingping felt sad.

Is she selfish? She also wants to plant some unforgettable memories in her child's heart. Many years later, Zhiyuan, you will still remember your mother, right? If there is an afterlife, would you like to be your mother's biological son?

Inevitably, we talked about the past. From pumpkin pie, to selling clothes in the provincial capital, to the garment factory...

During these days, she, her sister, Zhiyuan, Xiaomai, and Gu Youlian almost always supported each other through it all. Gu Juncheng played a very small role in the conversation, and no one mentioned him.

It seems that time has stopped in those happy days...

Only Zhangzhu didn't understand, but precisely because she didn't understand, she just had to laugh and clap her hands along.

The happy atmosphere came to an abrupt end when we got off the bus.

Because Gu Juncheng was running out of the house, looking anxious and hurried.

He bumped into them at the gate of the courtyard.

Gu Juncheng's face was dark blue, and he even gasped slightly, "Where... did you go?"

Then he saw Zhiyuan holding the palm bead and quickly took it.

Zhangzhu looked at her father in his arms, then at her mother and the others, clapped her hands, and frowned: "Why are you all silent? They were talking so lively just now."

It was really lively, so lively that even taxi drivers joined in. The grand prize was to teach them how to make authentic dim sum, because the cousin of his father's brother's daughter's father-in-law had worked as a chef in the capital's largest Western Hotel...

But now, the excitement has stagnated.

"Come in quickly, are you tired?" Gu Juncheng held the palm beads in one hand and wanted to support Lin Qingping with the other hand, but he found that his second sister was staring at him fiercely and had no intention of letting go of her sister's hand. At least she withdrew her hand embarrassedly.

After entering the house, Gu Juncheng took the initiative to go to the kitchen to cook.

In the past, the cooking was mainly done by the second sister and Gu Youlian, while Gu Juncheng took care of the children. Today, Gu Youlian did not come, so Gu Juncheng took the initiative to go, and the second sister did not go to help.

Lin Qingping felt mentally and physically fine today. As soon as the food was served, she got up and went to the kitchen. Although the joyful atmosphere she had on the way home was gone, she still had to make pumpkin pie.

"Mom, let me help you." Zhiyuan followed her into the kitchen.

"What do you need my help with? I'll go!" Gu Juncheng said.

In the end, Gu Juncheng stepped into the kitchen before Zhiyuan.

Lin Qingping turned around and was about to chase him out, but inadvertently noticed a long black hair on his shoulder.

He was not in the army, so he didn't usually wear a uniform. Today he was wearing a white round-neck T-shirt, and the hair on his shoulder was particularly conspicuous.

"I just have too much hair. It's always getting tangled here or there. It's really annoying..." A soft and delicate voice sounded in Lin Qingping's ears.

She stared at the shiny black hair, and then thought of her hairless head with a hat on. Suddenly, her ears and head began to buzz...