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

On the other side, Tang Qiming was sitting in the back seat of Wen Mubai, and his whole body was shaken out of his body.

It wasn't until he saw Wen Mubai deliberately driving over a pit that he jumped out of the car in anger.

Wen Mubai held the handbrake and turned around innocently: "Second brother, what's wrong?"

Tang Qiming raised his eyebrows and said, "Come down and I'll take you."

Wen Mubai hesitated: "Isn't this good? Second brother is still injured. Banxia knows that it's me who should be blamed!"

Tang Qiming was impatient with him, so he pulled him down and rode away. Thanks to Wen Mubai's agility, he was not left behind.

Tang Qiming snorted coldly.

When they reached a deserted section of the road, his faint voice came: "Why didn't you remind her?"

Of course Wen Mubai knew what he was talking about: "Ban Xia has never told me, so why should I stop him?"

"Don't pretend to me." Tang Qiming said coldly: "Can you see her purpose?"

Since this guy knows his mother, how can he not know that his parents' affairs are complicated? If his little sister doesn't understand this, he doesn't believe that this guy doesn't understand either.

Although he knew everything, he still allowed his little sister to do this. Tang Qiming expressed doubts.

As if he couldn't hear the coldness in his tone, Wen Mubai chuckled and asked, "What do you think Banxia needs?"

Tang Qiming was puzzled.

Wen Mubai said: "She is independent and strong. She can be responsible for the choices she makes, instead of me telling her that she should do this or that."

Wen Mubai would never point fingers at Tang Banxia. He respected any decision Tang Banxia made, even if the decision was wrong.

And what he had to do was just to support her and carry it for her when she couldn't bear it, not to guide her step by step to do this.

"Besides, even if we follow Ban Xia's idea, there won't be any bad consequences, right?" Wen Mubai finally asked.

Tang Qiming was silent for a while when he was asked. If he hadn't confirmed that this guy was her little sister's man, he would hardly recognize the person he was talking about.

Isn’t his little sister squeamish and complaining, pretty and crying, and narcissistic?

However, thinking of his little sister's bitter medicine soup, he silently swallowed the questions that came to his lips.

The two of them didn't talk to each other anymore, and stayed in silence all the way to the county seat.

Tang Qiming went to the post office and sent a telegram to his grandfather. Wen Mubai went to Chen Gang's work to find him and asked him to buy a sleeper ticket.

The two made an appointment to meet at the station.

One morning passed.

Wen Mubai took the sleeper ticket from Chen Gang: "Brother Gang, thank your friend for me. I will treat you to dinner another day."

Chen Gang said cheerfully: "I'm not in a hurry, just go ahead."

Wen Mubai nodded to him and rode away. When passing by the state-owned hotel, he went in and bought a few meat buns and a portion of sauced pork, and then hurried to the station.

Looking around, he found Tang Qiming, who was upright, and rushed over: "Ticket, lunch."

She stuffed the things into his arms and said, "I'm leaving."

Then he turned around without hesitation and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Tang Qiming:...

Are you rushing to reincarnate?

However, he took the ticket, took a look at it, cursed secretly, ignored Wen Mubai, picked up his bag and ran towards the train.

This little brat only has ten minutes left before the start of the car, and he doesn’t even give a warning.

He hurriedly boarded the train, found his own hard sleeper according to the ticket, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

I sat down and smelled the fragrance coming from the brown paper bag. When I opened it, I was immediately coaxed. This guy has a conscience.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the carriage, he ate a big meal and then leaned on the bed to fall asleep.

In the afternoon of the next day, the train arrived at the station.

He followed the flow of people out of the station and took the car back to Tang's house.

"grandparents!"

"Hey, Liuzi is back?" Mr. Tang was watering the flowers in the yard. When he saw Tang Qiming, he tilted his head and said hello.

Tang Qiming: "Master, if it really doesn't work, it's fine if you call me Naruko."

"You little brat, you still pick on your grandfather." Mrs. Tang walked out of the room.

He brought a bowl of red date tea: "Blood-tonifying tea, drink it thoroughly."

Sixth Son Tang Qiming: ....

He drank the wine cleanly and turned it upside down: "It's clean."

"Reach out." Grandma Tang's body always carries a bitter fragrance of medicinal herbs. When Tang Qiming smells it, his whole body relaxes and he reaches out obediently.

Grandma Tang felt her pulse carefully and said, "Not bad."

"That's right, my sister makes me drink bitter medicine soup all day long, how can I be okay?" Tang Qiming asked Yourong.

Grandma Tang became interested upon hearing this: "Tell me about Zaizai and her medical skills. Why has she improved so quickly?"

Tang Qiming really knows this: "She was lucky. She found a set of traditional Chinese medicine inheritance at the scrapyard, and everything in it is complete."

As he said this, he remembered: "My sister asked me to bring it and said it would be given to grandma."

"Really?"

Tang Qiming obediently took out the twelve books and said, "Grandma, please accept it."

Smelling the smell of the book, Grandma Tang no longer cared about her six grandsons. As if she had found a treasure, she immediately went to study the prescription.

Mr. Tang has long been accustomed to his wife being like this: "Sixth son, come and play a game of chess with grandpa."

Tang Qiming sat down with his bag: "Grandpa, Zaizai..."

"Concentrate on chess."

Tang Qiming had no choice but to shut up.

Ten minutes later, Mr. Tang picked up the chess pieces one by one with a dark face: "No progress at all."

Tang Qiming scratched his head and smiled: "Grandpa, I don't know how to play chess."

"Hmph." Mr. Tang snorted coldly: "Let's talk about Zaizai."

Tang Qiming was resurrected with full health and took out the medicine given by Tang Banxia from his bag: "Zai Zai said to ask grandpa to find someone to experiment on it."

Mr. Tang took it over and rubbed it carefully: "Zai Zai is better than you."

Tang Qiming was not angry at all, but was very happy.

Then, he explained Tang Banxia's history of going to Jiangcheng. In order for Mr. Tang to make accurate judgments, Tang Banxia almost went through every detail.

After finishing speaking, Tang Qiming went back to the house to rest, leaving Mr. Tang alone with a glint in his eyes.

Since then, Tang Qiming has lived in the Tang family courtyard.

In the past few days, Mr. Tang was busy experimenting with the effects of medicine, and Mrs. Tang was busy studying the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine. He was the only one with nothing to do. He only slept and ate all day long, and took a look at Mr. Tang's flowers and plants.

Days like this lasted until a week later, when my cousin Tang Qicheng came back.

The eldest cousin is the only member of the Tang family who remains in the capital city, but he is working in the county below.

Ever since something happened at home, grandpa has never let him come back. Now what?

Although Tang Qiming was confused, he still said: "Brother."

"Liuzi, are you feeling better?"

Tang Qiming: "If you call me Liu Zi again, I'll beat you up!"

Tang Qicheng was the heir trained by Mr. Tang. He completely followed him and looked like a smiling fox: "If you dare to take action, I will tell Zaizai."

Thinking of the old girl's numerous warnings before coming back, Tang Qiming said: "You are cruel!"

Tang Qicheng patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go, grandpa called us."

Tang Qiming curled his lips and followed into the study.

In the study, Mr. Tang was slowly making tea. When he saw his two grandsons, he said quietly: "Sit down."

Tang Qicheng took off his shoes, knelt down and sat across from him, breathing in the scent of tea, feeling harmonious and calm.

On the contrary, Tang Qiming was sitting there, moving for a while, looking like he couldn't sit still.

Mr. Tang saw the completely different behaviors of his two grandsons and said with a smile: "You can't teach a child."