Rebirth in the 70s: Crazy criticizing spoiled husband for being clingy

In the blink of an eye, it's summer vacation again.

After this summer vacation, several people who are going to study abroad will set off for the next semester.

There are five departments in Beijing Medical University, and ten people were selected to go to different countries and different schools.

Together with several other key universities in Beijing, they formed a team of 200 people, standing tall and straight like poplars, with a powerful momentum.

Among the people who saw him off was someone from a newspaper company, who snapped a few photos.

The next day, this photo was the headline of the Central News Agency.

Tang Banxia also saw it.

"Wife, do you regret it?" Wen Mubai hugged Tang Banxia and took a bite of her popsicle.

Tang Banxia put down the newspaper, stuffed the popsicle into Wen Mubai's mouth, and went to the kitchen to get a new one: "What's there to regret? It's me who didn't want it, not that I couldn't be selected."

This causal relationship must be made clear in advance.

Wen Mubai looked at the cream popsicle she had just picked up, then looked at the mung bean popsicle in his own hand. For some reason, he felt that his wife's one tasted better.

He moved to Tang Banxia's side, and took a bite secretly when Tang Banxia wasn't paying attention.

Hmm~Sure enough, my wife’s tastes better.

Tang Banxia rolled her eyes at him and talked about something else: "Jingran will be here in a few days. Did grandpa tell him where he will go to school?"

"I told you, let's go to the junior high school near Tuan Tuan. We can pick up the kids after school and we don't have to make another trip."

"It's not bad. My brother and I also went to junior high school there."

Wen Mubai took another bite and said, "Wife, are we still going to live in the research institute this year?"

"Go ahead. Ask your grandparents tomorrow to see if they're going."

"I probably shouldn't go. Baixiong is a bit of a troublemaker right now." Wen Mubai was not very happy.

"Ask then."

"Ok."

"We'll leave when Jingran arrives. We'll go around and have some fun these few days."

"You can have this."

For several days.

Wen Mubai and Tang Banxia traveled together, riding a bicycle, and touring the streets and alleys of Beijing.

Now that the policy has been relaxed, many small private restaurants hidden deep in the alleys have opened up.

Such an existence will not be widely publicized, and it is only spread by word of mouth. However, due to the good craftsmanship, the business is surprisingly good.

Tang Banxia and Wen Mubai met one by chance and were stunned by her beauty.

From then on, the two of them often went into the alleys to look for surprises hidden there.

It's like playing a treasure hunt game, and I never get tired of it.

Until Tang Banxia’s nephew Tang Jingran arrived in Beijing.

It must be said that Tang Qiyuan and his wife were quite generous, allowing a thirteen-year-old child to come by train by himself, and they were not afraid that the child would get lost.

Thirteen-year-old Tang Jingran has already begun to take on the figure of a teenager. He has inherited the tall stature of his Tang family and is almost as tall as Tang Banxia.

Every time this happened, Tang Banxia couldn't help but feel dazed.

Time really flies.

It has been eleven years since she traveled through time. She is twenty-nine this year and will be thirty soon.

"Aunt, uncle."

The only drawback is that the boy is in the voice change period and his voice sounds like a drake.

"Jingran, let Jinghui and Jingben take you to get familiar with Beijing these few days. Don't get lost, or we'll laugh our heads off."

"Mom, I want to go too." Tang Tuantuan took the opportunity to make a request.

"Then I don't care, just ask your brothers."

Tang Tuantuan changed the target of his hug: "Big brother, I want to go too, take me with you~"

Wen Gungun said nothing, but silently grabbed the corner of Tang Jinghui's clothes.

How could Tang Jinghui bear this? To put it bluntly, he had watched the brothers Tang Tuantuan and Wen Gungun grow up.

Although they are all younger brothers, there are also distinctions between close and distant ones. In Tang Jinghui's heart, the closest one is of course his own younger brother, followed by Tang Tuantuan and Wen Gungun.

There is no other way, after all, I have to change diapers for these two kids many times.

"Okay, okay, let's all go."

"yeah!"

"Big brother is the best!"

Tang Jinghui's brows softened.

"Jinghui, I'll leave them to you. Your uncle and I will not care about them anymore. We will just live in our own world."

"Aunt, you and uncle-in-law can rest assured."

"Don't worry. I couldn't be more relieved."

That is to say, of the two children born to Tang Banxia, ​​except for Wen Gungun who had no one to take care of him at that time and had to be taken care of by herself, there were always people helping to take care of the children at other times.

She only needs to enjoy the fun of raising a baby and does not have to experience the worries of taking care of a baby.

This is too happy.

then.

She left the two children to Tang Jinghui with confidence, and she and Wen Mubai went to the research institute happily to enjoy their own world.

She thought this happiness would last until school started.

Who would have thought that just one month later, Tang Jinghui would come to the research institute.

Tang Banxia:? ? ?

She felt a little guilty.

Could it be that the two kids got into trouble?

"Jinghui, what's wrong?"

She looked at Tang Jinghui's face carefully. He looked very calm, with even a hint of a smile on his face. Tang Banxia felt relieved.

"Aunt, there is something I want to ask for your opinion on."

"You said."

Tang Banxia looked very happy.

"It's about Tuan Tuan. When I took him out to play, he was spotted by the director of Journey to the West, who wanted him to play the childhood of Tang Sanzang. He didn't have many scenes, just a few shots."

Tang Banxia:? ? ?

"What does Tuan Tuan say?"

Tang Jinghui pondered for a moment and said, "He is willing and unwilling."

What he wanted to do was to film the movie, but what he didn't want to do was to film the childhood of Tang Sanzang. He would rather play the childhood of Sun Wukong.

Tang Banxia could guess her son's little thoughts without him having to explain, so she said, "Listen to him. If he wants to go, he can go. If he doesn't want to go, forget it."

"I just have to trouble you to keep an eye on it. I'm very busy here recently and can't leave."

Tang Jinghui looked at Tang Banxia in surprise: "Aunt, are you so confident about Tuantuan?"

Let him make the decision on such a big matter?

"Why should I worry? We still have you guys. Besides, it doesn't matter what you play. Just let him do what he wants."

Tang Jinghui left with mixed feelings.

Tang Banxia also returned to the second-floor building feeling extremely guilty.

In the small building on the second floor, Wen Mubai was wearing a cat man's outfit, waiting for her with a smile on his face: "Wife, are you done with your work?"

As he spoke, he took the initiative to put the tail into Tang Banxia's hand.

Tang Banxia pinched his tail and rubbed it twice: "It's over."

Wen Mubai pulled the tail out of her hand and wrapped it around her waist: "Can you help me now?"

Tang Banxia climbed onto his neck: "What do you think?"

"I said of course it's possible."

As an old married couple, there was nothing to be shy about, and they quickly fit in perfectly.

This shameless life continued until school started.

Tang Banxia and Wen Mubai returned home from the research institute reluctantly.

The first thing I heard after returning home was that the scene that my eldest son had smashed had been finished, and he had earned three cents in appearance fees, and the director praised him again and again.

Then he saw Daerza, who was about to float into the sky, and his words became much more confident.

Holding the three cents he earned, he said generously, "Mom, what do you like? I'll buy it for you."

Tang Banxia was very touched, but Wen Mubai was very unhappy.

So, he took his eldest son to the supply and marketing cooperative and talked to him about the prices. When he came back, his eldest son had returned to normal.

He used thirty cents to buy thirty pieces of the cheapest fruit candy and gave two pieces to each person in the family.

Afterwards, he received a lot of praise from his elders, which quickly healed his wounded heart.