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

Tian Mei watched Song Qi eating and taking care of Ling Ju, and she became more and more sure that this son-in-law was not only tall and tall, but also had a good family. His sister was also a sensible child, and there was no need to worry about Ling Ju being criticized by his sister-in-law. gas.

Then he remembered that Ling Yong was still single, "Dayong, when you come back this time, mom will find you some blind dates? Do you want to see them?"

Song Xin's hand shaking the food momentarily.

Ling Yong glanced at Song Xin subconsciously, "Mom, I don't want to look for you yet. I'm too busy now. I'll have to wait for another two years."

Ling Dawei also echoed, "You're not young anymore. You won't be able to find a good one in two years. You can't just pick and choose because you think you're good-looking. In the end, all the good girls belong to other people."

Ling Ju looked at her brother's face and felt constipated for a moment, then looked at Song Xin, "Mom and Dad, don't rush my brother. You can't say fate. Maybe my brother will marry late. Don't worry, good girl." There are many.”

"Yes, yes, Orange is right. I don't want to look for him yet, so don't worry about it yet! Why don't you worry about Orange first? After all, you already have Orange in your belly. You two are now future grandma and grandpa!"

Speaking of children, the Ling family and his wife were indeed happy. Originally, they were worried about Ling Ju's employment and marriage, but they didn't expect that the child had already made arrangements for him when he went out, so the parents didn't worry about anything.

The meal was not finished until three o'clock. After the meal, Song Xin insisted on helping to wash the dishes. He couldn't stop her, so he finally let her go.

Ling Ju felt sleepy again, Song Qi took Ling Ju back to the room to sleep, and Ling Yong also went to the side room to burn the kang.

When Song Xin and Tian Mei were preparing to clean up the kitchen together, Ling Yong also came over, pushed Song Xin aside, snatched the bowl from her hand, and started washing it.

"There's no work to do when guests come to your door. You'll have to kill the chickens and you won't be able to wash the dishes."

Song Xin pursed his lips, "Brother Ling is too polite. You helped me a lot when we had dinner at my brother's place before."

Ling Yong gritted his teeth and said in amusement, "How can it be the same? They are all gentlemen or just the same generation. You are here to be a guest in my house."

Song Xin stopped arguing with him and turned to talk to Tian Mei, "Auntie, I found that you are nothing like the rural women I imagined. No wonder you are a soldier. Your temperament is so cute." just."

After Song Xin finished speaking, Ling Yong laughed loudly, "How come you just followed the locals and learned a few words of Northeastern dialect?"

Tian Mei also laughed, "You girl, I really like you. What, you also want to be a soldier?"

Song Xin shook his head, "Yes, I grew up in the army. It's a pity that my parents didn't let me. Alas."

Ling Yong looked at Tian Mei, meaning to change the topic. Tian Mei understood, "Have a good rest tonight, and let Ling Yong take you to the mountains tomorrow. Maybe you can catch pheasants and rabbits."

Song Xin was very excited this time, "Really! I haven't eaten pheasant and hare yet!"

Tian Mei nodded.

After a while, Ling Yong also finished washing the dishes and wiped the stove.

"Dayong, take Song Xin to your room to see if there is anything else that needs to be prepared. I have changed the bedding."

"Let's go, Song Xin."

Song Xin followed Ling Yong out of the kitchen and walked to Ling Yong's room.

Ling Yong's room was next to Ling Ju's, on one side of the living room. Song Xin looked at the tall man walking in front, with broad shoulders and narrow back, sharp short hair that highlighted his masculinity, slender fingers with clear joints, and a tight waist and hips. In fact, Song Xin stopped thinking and took two steps.

Ling Yong's room was indeed very monotonous.

This was Song Xin's first impression when he entered.

There is a small kang, a double-door standing cabinet, and a desk. The curtains are all gray and the bedding is blue and white plaid. There is a small bookcase near the door.

"My room is relatively simple and I haven't lived in it for a long time. Everything is new from my mother and I have never used it. Look at what else you need. If you don't have it at home, you can go out and buy it. The store will be closed later. "

Song Xin shook his head, "It's good if I don't have any. I also brought some things with me. I have everything."

"Well, are you used to using that bathroom?"

Although the Ling family's bathroom is not in the yard outside. When building the house, the bathroom was built in the house to take care of Ling Ju's needs. However, it is also a shared, manual flush toilet.

Song Xin nodded, "Don't worry, I've been to dry toilets before, so this doesn't matter."

Ling Yong looked at Song Xin's pretty little face. It turned out that the short hair that stuck to his shoulders had grown much longer and could be tied into a small braid. "Okay, then you can rest for a while. I'll go out first."

"Brother Ling." Song Xin wanted to call him without knowing why.

Ling Yong turned around, "Huh?"

"If you're fine, can we still go to the mountain now? My second sister-in-law is asleep and I don't know what to do. I'm not tired. I want to go out and have a look."

"Okay, I'm fine. Let me take you for a walk."

"it is good."

As soon as Ling Yong left with Song Xin, Ling Ju woke up after a short nap. Looking at Song Qi who was accompanying him, he touched his face. Song Qi immediately opened his eyes, his dark eyes burning.

Suddenly I wanted to tease him, but after hearing that there was no sound outside, I guess my parents had also gone to rest.

The small mouth kissed Song Qi's face, and then moved to Song Qi's forehead, eyes, nose, and ears. Finally, he stopped when he noticed that the man's ears were red.

Then he went to pull on Song Qi's shirt, one button, two buttons, three buttons, until the cherry was exposed, and then he took it in his mouth. The man suddenly trembled slightly and clasped her shoulders with his big hands.

"Orange, don't make trouble."

She moved her face away from his chest and reached out with her little hands to undo her belt.

But he was caught by a big hand, "Daughter-in-law, don't make trouble."

Ling Ju smiled softly, "Song Qi~, let me help you, it's okay, you drank so much tonic wine, be careful of getting angry."

The man's voice was hoarse due to manipulation, and he said with lust, "Daughter-in-law, your parents are still here. It's not dark yet."

"Don't worry, my parents must be resting. My brother took Song Xin out to play."

Speaking of which, if Song Qi refuses again, he will no longer be a man.

The girl then unbuckled her belt and reached in.

Ever since Ling Ju went to Yangcheng and came back and found out he was pregnant, he had been living like a monk.

Don't dare to kiss hard, don't dare to hug too tightly, it's all torture. You can only use all your energy on training.

Now that the girl in front of him was kissing him and hurting him, he felt so comfortable.

Being held by the warm little hand, inhaling her fragrance, the hot big palm lingering on it, satisfying all three places.

Maybe it was too long, or maybe the new environment was a little nervous, or maybe it was because he had too many bullets, so he quickly disarmed and hummed lowly in her ear.

Ling Ju felt very accomplished at this moment. She liked to see the man as he was now. He didn't have the coldness and alienation in front of outsiders, only the burning eyes when he looked at her.

Song Qi belongs to her alone and can only be seen by her.

"Husband, do you want more?"

He didn't take out his hand, just held it gently against the moist heat.

As she expected, the little comrade stood at attention and saluted again.

The man said nothing and only gave her a deep kiss in return.

"Something new for you."

Ling Ju stood up, washed her hands, and wiped them clean.

Lying on his back, his flat military pants were pulled down a little further. Ling Ju took a silk scarf from her closet and covered Song Qi's eyes.

'Daughter-in-law, what is this? "

"Hey, don't move."