Reborn in 1980, I became the sweet wife of a tough guy

The three adults were feeding the children, and Zhang Yu's family of three came over to visit.

"Oh, you guys are eating dumplings, no wonder you eat so late."

Qiao Anan asked the family to sit down, filled a few dumplings and handed them to Liang Xinyi, "Feed to Yingying."

Liang Xinyi was still a little embarrassed, "Oh, Yingying has already eaten."

"It's so good to have a meal across the pot, and I just happened to be with the three of him."

Zhang Yu's family went back not long after staying. Ji Cheng's family had just moved here and had to rest early.

After everyone fell asleep, Qiao Anan asked: "Who is the neighbor to the east? I think he has a lot of opinions about our family."

Ji Cheng lends Qiao An'an's shoulder and puts his arms around her, "Ignore her. The man is from the Social Affairs Office, and he seems to be a small cadre. As for her, she works as a logistics worker in an elementary school and has given birth to three children. It's because she has so many children that she wants to If you occupy this place, you won’t be able to vacate the house.”

Qiao An'an sighed, "How awesome do I think you are? She even laughed at us for having too many children and not being able to support them, which would put a burden on our elders. Didn't she also give birth to three children? She didn't look in the mirror when she was laughing at others."

"Most people are crows. They only see others being black but cannot see themselves being black."

Qiao Anan gave the man a hard blow, "What do you mean when others are black? Am I black? Am I black?"

Ji Cheng quickly offered a kiss, "I apologize. In the world of crows, swans are also guilty."

Qiao Anan immediately woke up, "Does she think she is a dual-income person? You are the only one making money? So you look down on us?"

"Maybe this is the reason. Leave her alone. If you get along with her, talk to her. If you don't get along with her, just treat her like air."

"Well, there's no one there. I don't want to curry favor with her..."

……

As soon as Ji's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law left, a certain woman came.

"Second brother, I don't need your pot. I packed it at home and brought you some."

Aunt Kui carried a small basket, opened the baggage on it, and took out everything inside.

A pointed bowl of dumplings and a plate of minced garlic. It's really decent. I also have chopsticks, so I don't need the "old woman's" ones.

Ji Mancang had mixed feelings, "Don't come here again, it won't be good for you."

"My legs are on me. I don't care what other people say. Let them go. I'm not afraid of slanted shadows when I'm upright. I just think it's not easy for you. Your family is surrounded by your grandchildren and your family can't even cook for you." No one."

"When my children and granddaughters are employed now, I can't just ignore them just because I can't cook. Do I still deserve to be a grandpa?"

Aunt Kui glanced at Ji Mancang and said no more.

Aunt Kui sat on the edge of the bed and pushed the bowl of dumplings and garlic paste towards Ji Mancang, "Second brother, try it. It's stuffed with cabbage and pork. I also chopped some coriander tips. It's very fragrant."

Ji Mancang didn't move, a little embarrassed, "You put it there, I'll eat it later."

Aunt Kui picked up the chopsticks, picked up a dumpling and handed it to Ji Mancang's mouth, "Second brother, try it. My craftsmanship is no worse than Second Sister-in-law's."

Ji Mancang was stunned, looking at Aunt Kui's familiar yet unfamiliar face, and forgot to react for a moment. The Aunt Kui in his memory always wore two braids, and her eyes turned into crescent moons when she smiled. But now, the years have carved marks on her face, and she looks like her but not like her.

Seeing that Ji Mancang didn't respond, Aunt Kui smiled softly, "Second brother, what's wrong? Do you think the dumplings I made are not delicious?"

Ji Mancang came back to his senses, took the bowl with some embarrassment, and started eating by himself. Aunt Kui sat aside and looked at him quietly, with tenderness in her eyes.

Aunt Kui watched Ji Mancang eating dumplings, and the smile on her lips deepened. From time to time, she handed Ji Mancang minced garlic or handed him a handkerchief, her movements gentle and natural.

Although Ji Mancang was eating dumplings, his mind was not on the food. He knew that Aunt Kui was good to him, and he would rather believe that it was the friendship between them when they were young. The past has passed, more than thirty years have passed, and neither of them is the same person they used to be. He only has his wife and grandchildren in his heart. He can only pretend not to understand Aunt Kui's overtures.

Suddenly, Aunt Kui gently held Ji Mancang's hand, and her voice was so sweet that it could make people's skin crawl. "Second brother, after so many years, you know that I have always had you in my heart."

Ji Mancang pulled her hand down in a panic. Everyone stood up and their rice bowls fell to the ground with a crisp sound, "Fengying, I have a wife and children, don't think twice."

"I didn't ask you not to have a wife and children, right? My sister-in-law is not here. I can talk to you on her behalf and help you cook. I have thought about it since I was seventeen or eighteen. It would be great if I were your woman. It's a pity that you married Damn Ji Cheng, I followed that stupid Man Kui..."

Ji Mancang was so frightened that he put one of his bowls and chopsticks into the basket and gave it to Aunt Kui, "You should leave quickly and don't come back again. I really didn't expect you to be such a person."

Ji Mancang's filter for Aunt Kui was shattered on the ground. His son told him that his woman had had trouble with him. Ji Mancang simply didn't believe that the delicate and kind-hearted girl back then had other ideas.

Now he understands that he is blind to the mountain.

Aunt Kui held the basket and looked at the closed door of Ji's house, feeling a little stunned for a moment.

She thought things were within reach, but she didn't expect Ji Mancang to reject her so directly and kick her out. She felt a little unwilling, but she also knew that she could not stay here any longer.

She had come quietly.

"What, did you ask Ji Laoer to be kicked out?"

On one side of the courtyard wall, a man was smoking a cigarette with a playful smile on his face.

Aunt Kui suddenly felt her face burning, and she glared at the man, "What does it have to do with you? Don't meddle in your own business here!"

"That's not what you said before. You said that if I gave you three hundred yuan as a gift, our affairs would be settled."

Aunt Kui mocked, "Where is your 300 yuan gift? If you can't get it, what else can you say?"

The man took out a wad of money from his arms and knocked it in his hand. "Who said I can't take it out? Don't you have this?"

"How many years have you been saying that? The three hundred yuan at that time is not worth the two hundred and fifty yuan now. Let's wait until you have saved up four hundred yuan."

The man grabbed Aunt Kui and asked, "Have you been playing tricks on me?"

Aunt Kui slapped his hand away, "Don't do anything, or I'll sue you for being a hooligan."

"The party secretary's wife and children are not at home, so why do you come here to deliver food in broad daylight?"

Aunt Kui was straightforward enough, "I'm a woman. Only men act like gangsters on women. I've never heard of the other way around."

After Aunt Kui finished speaking, she twisted her buttocks and walked away very enchantingly.

The man put out his cigarette and stepped on her hard. Sooner or later, this woman would be under him, crying and begging for mercy.

Do you want to play tricks on him and throw them away when you are done with them? No way, he was determined to be this stumbling block.