my husband is crazy

Qin Buchuan ran out of the yard, wondering if he heard Ling Xiran's reprimand, anyway, he had been listening to it for five years, and he had practiced the skill of pretending not to hear it even if he heard it.

Qin Buchuan was outside the courtyard, standing by the flowerbed. Several peach trees were planted in the flowerbed. At the end of spring, the branches of the peach trees spread out with lush green leaves.This peach tree has lost a batch of peach blossoms earlier, but at this time there is still another batch that is dying and struggling tremblingly.

Qin Buchuan stared at the peach blossoms. He was not tall enough, so he stood on tiptoe on the bluestone beside the flowerbed.

When Ling Xiran came out of the house, what he saw first was that he stretched his nose to smell the flowers, and when he approached, the naughty boy was already stretching out his hands and tiptoes to pick the flowers.

The bluestone stood unsteadily, unlike a tree that took root on the ground. Qin Buchuan swayed on tiptoe, and the bluestone under his feet, which was no bigger than the fists of two adults, also swayed.Ling Xiran shook his head, thinking that Qin Buchuan should neither be a horse nor a donkey, he should be a monkey most appropriately.

Monkey Qin picks flowers, and the spring wind blows flickeringly, making the branches tremble, so he is always a little short of being able to bloom.The left and right were always out of reach, so Qin Buchuan simply jumped up slightly, and this time he picked off a bunch of bits and pieces of flowers.

He grinned, happy to have achieved his goal, he fell down, but the blue stone was not flat, his feet fell on the stone and he couldn't stand firmly, so he fell out in a daze.

When Ling Xiran saw him, he didn't have time to think about anything. He had already straddled his legs in two or three steps, and his hands spread out like a big bird's wings, so he almost took this kid into his arms.He was scared after catching it, Qin Buchuan fell into his arms and laughed, he was childish and heartless and only cared about having fun.

Ling Xiran lowered his head and looked at him expressionlessly. In the past two years, he has been smoking a long man, and he has always been half a head taller than Qin Buchuan.Now Qin Buchuan has also grown in stature, but not fast enough. Not only has he not caught up to his stature in the past five years, but now the top of his head is barely reaching Ling Xiran's shoulders.

Therefore, Ling Xiran hugging him is really like hugging a child.He hugged the child tightly, took two steps back with the child in his arms, and stepped back to the flat ground before letting go of his heart.Putting his mind at ease, the anger rushed from the bottom of his heart to the top of his head, and he lowered his head to teach his brother a lesson.

Qin Buchuan was usually unconscious, and first raised his hand: "Brother, here you are!"

A string of pink and white peach blossoms fell in front of Ling Xiran's eyes. Some of the peach blossoms were complete, and some of them had their petals separated from the stamens and turned into individual petals.

But because it is fresh and open, such a piecemeal string is still good-looking.Ling Xiran looked at him coldly, and saw a delicate and lovely face under the peach blossoms, with two big eyes looking at him with a pure and childish smile.

Only then did his anger turn into a combination of joy and anger, and he was angry and loving at the same time, and the voice he opened his mouth was still a reprimand, but its power was much weaker. It was an angry and laughing scolding: "Just In order to pick a few flowers, you can't pick them, won't you ask me to pick them for you?"

Qin Buchuan heard that the scolding was not very powerful, and basically did not show any anger, so he turned around with a smile, hugged Ling Xiran with both hands, and rested his head on his chest, which is the usual way of acting like a spoiled child.

He said innocently, "I'm going to pick peach blossoms for you. How can I let you pick them yourself? Of course, I will be sincere if I pick them myself."

Ling Xiran's anger disappeared completely with these words. He took out the handkerchief he usually used to wipe sweat, and asked Qin Buchuan to put peach blossoms on the handkerchief, and carefully folded the handkerchief to make these peach blossoms into a bookmark.

After the two young boys finished this task, their stomachs were already rumbling with hunger, and they hurried to the old lady's place together.

The old lady ate half of her breakfast, and her face was even happier when the grandson came.

When people get old, they especially like children. It is true that Ling Xiran and Qin Buchuan are not children anymore, they are two young boys, but they are still two children in her eyes.The old lady was used to sitting on the kang, and didn't like the western-style bed with brass pillars. She also ate on the kang. Ling Xiran and Qin Buchuan took off their shoes and coats, and climbed onto the kang.

Breakfast is a Chinese breakfast, soy milk, fried dough sticks and meat buns. The only Western food is that the old lady eats two pieces of chocolate cake after the meal.

Qin Buchuan picked up a bun, a meat bun the size of a baby's fist, and he took one bite at a time, eating in a boyish manner.What Ling Xiran ate was gentle and elegant, and in addition to drinking a cup of coffee earlier, this breakfast and the cup of coffee in his belly also made him feel uncomfortable - he felt an inexplicable discomfort in his stomach.

The old lady had finished her breakfast and began to eat the chocolate cake, watching the two children as she ate.

Qin Buchuan took a sip of soy milk and said, "Grandma, you eat yours, and you always see what I and Brother Ran are doing?"

The old lady smiled slightly: "You two boys are not big girls, why don't you let me see it?"

Ling Xiran ate a meat bun, but he didn't taste the meat, only felt sick for a while, so he quickly picked up the bowl and drank soy milk.

The old lady said lovingly again: "Brother Chuan, brother Ran, you are really grandma's sweethearts. I am so happy to see you two. I feel like I can eat two more bowls of rice."

Qin Buchuan drank a bowl of soy milk, wiped his mouth, and replied bluntly: "This is so disgusting! Please stop talking!"

The old lady was not angry when she was answered like this.

Mrs. Qin is over sixty, except that her temples are a little gray, but she actually looks quite young, she is old but not thin, she gets fatter every year, and now she looks like a chubby grandma with kind eyebrows and kind eyes. It's getting more and more in tune.

Ling Xiran also put down his bowl, barely drank half of a bowl of soy milk, feeling panicked for some reason, raised his head to look at the old lady, and suddenly thought of his grandma.

He stayed in Qin's house for five years, not seeing his relatives at all. Qin's family has a car, and it only takes him more than an hour to go to the city by car. He goes to the city once a month to see his grandma, but only once a month Once, not actively.

Because there are really no close relatives in the family, my parents have been in the Northeast, and even my brother went abroad to study in a non-commissioned officer school the year before last.

Grandma is a close relative, the only person in the world who loves him, but grandma is also an old man who has been ill and mentally ill for many years, and she doesn't have any extra energy when she sees him. .

Just looking at Grandma Qin, Ling Xiran looked at the love in Grandma Qin's eyes. Although his grandma was a dry old lady who was sickly and getting thinner, this love was as sincere as Grandma Qin Buchuan's.

"I..." Ling Xiran opened his mouth, and after saying the word "I", he remembered that he had just seen grandma last week. Hulu is sleeping.

So looking at my grandma became really just looking at my grandma, and I was kicked out of the house by my aunt after looking at my grandma, afraid that his half-child would quarrel with the old man.

"Brother Ran, what's the matter?" Mrs. Qin dug a spoonful of chocolate cake, swallowed it, noticed Ling Xiran's hesitation, and asked the child lovingly.

At the same time, she thought, this child was handsome when he was a child, and now he is even more handsome when he grows up. She feels that after seeing him for a long time, her love for him has almost caught up with her brother Chuan.

"Forget it." Ling Xiran shook his head.

He said forget it, the old lady wouldn't ask questions, but Qin Buchuan was too idle all day long, and his heart was too idle. After breakfast, he knelt on the kang and lay on Ling Xiran's back, insisting on asking: "Forget what, But brother, what are you thinking, say it!"

"Don't make trouble." Ling Xiran stretched out his hand to push Qin Buchuan, he felt as if the coffee in his stomach had a chemical reaction with the meat bun soy milk, and a sticky, slippery discomfort surged in his stomach.

Qin Buchuan had the temperament to make trouble even if he said he was not making trouble, and he wanted to hug brother Xiran while laughing. Mrs. Zhang lifted the curtain and entered the room, fixed her eyes on Ling Xiran, and hurriedly said: "Brother Ran! You are here I'm dead, I want you to hurry to the city and go to the mission hospital, Mrs. Ling has a sudden illness and is in the hospital!"