Reborn in the 1980s: The Rough Man Brother Loves Me So Much

In ten minutes, we arrived at Song Wei's house.

Unexpectedly, Song Wei bought a lot of vegetables, meat, rice and noodles and placed them in the living room.

"Sure enough, for rich people, tickets are just a decoration. Evil capitalism!" Nowadays, many things still require tickets. She usually cooks less because it is inconvenient to buy things.

Song Wei smiled lightly, "You are also a member of the capitalist chain now, why are you still scolding yourself!" This man's smile is really terrible, and he looks even more sinister. It is better not to smile.

Pretending to be angry, "Can that be the same? Don't tell me you asked me to cook today!"

"Who asked my sister-in-law to cook so deliciously? Don't worry, your husband will give you something good to make up for it."

nice one? ! ! ! "Song Qi, what a good thing!"

"You'll know in a minute. Be good and I'll have a few words with my eldest brother first."

Then the two men went to the study room. Ling Ju never asked anything unnecessary. Although he was curious about what Song Qi and Song Wei said every time, a smart woman should learn to control her mouth.

Ling Ju was also hungry and hurriedly played with the vegetables and meat.

Beef, pork, potatoes, celery, and onions are worse than making dumplings. When I think of dumplings, it seems like I haven’t eaten dumplings in months.

Add some onions to the beef and make Dongpo pork.

I made the noodles first, and then I started chopping and mixing the stuffing while I was awake. In about an hour, I made more than a hundred dumplings, and made a cold potato shreds. Before the two men came out, they went to the study door and knocked on it. Knocking on the door, Song Qi came out.

"Can the dumplings I made be cooked?"

"Okay, let me go. Why is it so complicated?" No wonder I heard the sound of chopping things in the study just now.

"Hmph, let your brother treat me as a chef. Let's eat hard tonight and make him, a capitalist, poor!"

Song Qi rubbed her little face that was pretending to be angry, kissed her on the face, and went to boil water.

Seeing ten neat rows of dumplings placed in the kitchen, Song Qi felt that he was hungry too.

"Boil before the water boils."

"You prepared two more dishes?"

"That's right, otherwise how can we eat poor capitalists!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he hummed softly, "Who is a capitalist? There is no doubt about my ideological consciousness."

When he turned around, he saw that Song Wei had come out with a serious face, "It can't be me!"

Song Wei looked at the large pile of dumplings in the kitchen, "I'm eating dumplings today! Can you finish all these dumplings?"

"I don't know who it was. In the hospital, I complained that I cooked too much food and said I couldn't finish it. In the end, I ate more than anyone else." She discovered that after getting to know Song Wei, this man was a paper tiger.

Song Wei looked embarrassed, "I knew I would have called your brother, the lonely man, here, otherwise what would we do with the rest?"

"If you have nothing to eat, just go back and bring him some." I wonder how Ling Yong would feel if he knew that he was cleaning up the leftovers?

Ling Ju and Song Wei have become very familiar with each other since Song Qi was hospitalized and went to work together. They would bicker with each other from time to time, and Song Qi couldn't help laughing when he saw his brother getting frustrated every time. His brother has been a bad mouther since he was a child, but his wife turned out to be even better.

In more than ten minutes, five large plates of dumplings were served. I took out the vinegar and soy sauce, poured some into three bowls, and then went to the pot to take out the simmering Dongpo pork.

"And braised pork?"

"This is Dongpo pork, which is different from braised pork..."

Song Qi took a bite of Dongpo pork first. It was sweet but not greasy and delicious. His wife's cooking is really good, but she doesn't get to eat it often.

"Okay, brother and sister, the dumplings are pretty good. The Dongpo pork is also pretty good."

"That is required."

The three of them were in a hurry, and in the end there was still a large plate of untouched dumplings left, which Ling Ju planned to take back to his brother.

After dinner, I sat on the sofa and drank tea, "Oh, I hope I won't be fat when I wake up tomorrow."

"If you don't eat much, you won't get fat." Song Qi comforted his little wife. He didn't want her to lose weight anymore. She felt soft and comfortable now.

Song Qi looked at his watch, "It's getting late, we have to go back."

"Well, let's go. I'll get the lunch box."

"Wait! The good stuff hasn't been given to me yet!"

Song Wei almost forgot and immediately went in and took out a box. Ling Ju opened it and saw that it was a hair dryer!

"Take it, your husband bought it for you!" Song Qi asked him to get a hair dryer. He thought he would use it in the army, but he was told that his wife's hair was too long and she would catch a cold if she didn't dry it after taking a bath in winter.

Holding Song Qi's arm, she said, "Ah, my husband is so kind!" Her hair is too long and she doesn't dry it for a long time after washing her hair in winter. She is still thinking about cutting it short!

It’s okay this time!

Looking at the happy little person, Song Qi dressed her up and put on furry gloves, and the two of them went out and got into the car.

He turned around and looked at the man driving the car, "Song Qi, the winter solstice will be in ten days. This year will be over in eighteen days. How do you feel about this year?"

Song Qi thought about it for a while, "What do I think? Does marrying a good wife count?"

"Ha, you are very good at talking!"

"What about you, what do you think?"

"Me, that's too much." Thinking of his rebirth after death, "I found that sometimes death is not what people think. It ends when people die. Sometimes death also means rebirth. Death does not necessarily mean that you have disappeared. It may just be that your body has disappeared, but your soul has gone to another world."

Ling Ju didn't want to say this out of mind. She wanted Song Qi to listen more and sharpen his ears.

Song Qi pursed his lips and asked her softly, "What did you think when I was abandoned and about to die?"

"Do you want to hear the truth?"

"want."

Ling Ju looked at the road illuminated by the car lights. It was dark all around, "To be honest, although we are married, we really spend very little time together. We had an unexpected beginning. At that time, we can't say how deep our relationship was. , it must be false. But when your brother came to tell me that something had happened to you, I felt very sad.

When I saw you lying on the operating table with injuries all over your body, I was thinking, how could a living person who was sleeping with me two weeks ago become like this?

Then all I could think about was that time I was robbed, and when I was ready for everything, I found you behind me, that overwhelming sense of security. You protected me once, but I can't give up on you. "

Song Qi listened to Ling Ju's words in his ears, parked the car on the side of the road, turned sideways and hugged her into his arms, held her little face in his big hands and kissed her. When he touched those pink lips, he It was as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and all the emotions in his body were screaming.

Letting go of her slightly, he heard her say again, "What should I do? I should be in your hands for the rest of my life."

"Daughter-in-law, I will never let you down in this life!"

The two returned to the family home and went straight to Ling Yong's dormitory. Unexpectedly, Ling Yong was having dinner.

"Brother, why are you eating?"

Ling Yong was a little embarrassed, remembering that Zhao Huai called him away to see his sister, "I came back a little late today."

"I brought you dumplings. Eat these. I'll heat them up for you."

"Okay, did you buy it?"

"No, I did it."

Ling Ju walked to the kitchen and found a photo of a girl on the cabinet on the side.

"Brother, who is this photo of?"

Ling Yong scratched his head in embarrassment, "Zhao Huai's sister asked me to go on a blind date with her tonight." Zhao Huai was the staff officer in his camp.

Song Qi glanced at Ling Yong and said, "Okay, just keep silent and do important things."

"Oh...but I like tall people. His sister is not even 1.6 meters tall. I don't know how to refuse."

Ling Ju asked, "How high is high?"

"I can't be shorter than you. It would be better to be taller."

"Brother, you're not too young. Your parents asked me to urge you before you came here. But if you really don't like it, just refuse it directly. Don't hang on to others."

"Well, let me think about it."

After the dumplings were heated, Ling Ju went back with Song Qi. Ling Yong looked at the photos and felt worried.

I took a bite of the dumplings. Well, they were delicious. They were made of beef. I didn’t seem to be that worried anymore.