MTL - After the Eldest Sister-in-law Died Young, Dai Wen Remarried.-Chapter 451 Can this be said?

  I left a little early in the morning, and the sky was bright. I didn’t go to work now, and every household didn’t get up early if they had nothing to do. It happened to be cold, so I lay in bed to keep warm and enjoy the happiness.

I met a few people from the same village sporadically on the road. I saw this family riding a bicycle with a wooden cart hanging behind them. I was a little surprised and stopped to ask.

Yun Qinghuan didn't hide it, and told people that she would go back to the city and stay at her sister's house for a few days to visit relatives.

After riding for about half an hour, we arrived at the town. A thin layer of sweat broke out on the man's forehead.

Yun Qinghuan wiped the sweat from his forehead with some distress, "Wipe it quickly, don't catch a cold after the cool breeze blows."

 The man naturally turned his head and let her wipe it.

The eyes are gentle.

After wiping, Yun Qinghuan was about to take the handkerchief away when An An immediately came up to her and said, "Mom, I want to wipe it too. I'm also sweating. If I don't wipe it, I'll catch a cold."

 Speaking, he stretched his head directly over.

Staring at her with bright eyes.

Yun Qinghuan saw that his face was hot and red, but there was no sweat at all. He couldn't help being speechless, but he wiped it casually for him.

Little Shitou also stretched his head over at this time. Although he didn't say anything, his expectant eyes expressed everything.

Yun Qinghuan: “…”

After wiping the two children, Yun Qinghuan was about to take back the handkerchief, but the handkerchief was snatched away by the little girl.

The little girl seemed to find it amusing, holding a handkerchief in her hand and trying to wipe it on Yun Qinghuan's face.

 Apparently he is imitating her movements.

Yun Qinghuan wanted to avoid her unhappy hum.

Yun Qinghuan: “…”

 This handkerchief contains the sweat of three people. She really dislikes it. Can this be said?

 There is no other way, just give the child to her father and let Bai Naihan bear everything.

Bo Naihan hugged his daughter, and another person held the little girl. The little girl didn't care. She imitated Yun Qinghuan's actions just now and slapped the man in the face with a handkerchief.

Yun Qinghuan and the two children nearby couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh.

Even though the little girl was only a few months old, she was very strong with her hands. She took a handkerchief and wiped it **** his face. She pressed it on his nose, which turned it crooked. She also slapped his eyes. In short, it was on his face. A flurry of rubbish.

 While wiping, he chuckled.

 She was not happy if she was not allowed to wipe it.

The man could only purse his lips tightly and close his eyes tightly, for fear that the little girl would stuff the sweaty handkerchief into his mouth.

Probably tired of wiping, the little girl turned around and handed the handkerchief to Yun Qinghuan.

Yun Qinghuan saw the desperate expression on the man's face and laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up straight.

At this time, many hard-working people have come out of the family courtyard of the steel plant.

Some people knew Bai Naihan and said hello to him, because Yun Qinghuan had been to the canteen of the steel factory several times, and many people recognized her and nodded to her.

 I was a little surprised to see that the cotton-padded jackets worn by Bai Naihan and Yun Qinghuan were all patched and looked shabby. They didn't forget to look back even when they were far away.

Bo Naihan unloaded everything on the wooden carriage on the back of the bicycle, then moved the bicycle to the dormitory. After moving, he also moved the wooden carriage to the dormitory.

 Fortunately, the carriage is not very big, otherwise it would be difficult to move. After he finished moving, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. When he saw Yun Qinghuan offering him the handkerchief, he stopped and refused.

 There were three large bundles and two small bundles in total. The two small bundles were packed by Xiao Shitou and An An. They contained their new cotton-padded jackets, which they planned to put on when they got to their aunt's house.

It was not heavy, so the two children carried the package on their own.

As for the three large parcels, the man did not let Yun Qinghuan carry them. He carried one on his back and carried the other in each hand.

Yun Qinghuan was holding the little girl.

The family walked to the bus station. It was not far from the bus station. It only took about twenty minutes to walk.

 Before they left the gate of the courtyard, a voice stopped them.

 “Girl Qinghuan?”

Yun Qinghuan turned around in confusion and saw that it was Ji Xingjun's biological mother Li Ying'e.

Li Ying'e was still carrying something in her hand, and she had obviously just returned from shopping for groceries.

　　Seeing Yun Qinghuan and his family, they were very happy and went up to talk to them.

I was even more happy when I saw the little girl. A fair and clean little girl is so rare.

Yun Qinghuan saw that she wanted to hug her, so he took the thing from Li Ying'e's hand, held it himself, and then handed the child to Li Ying'e.

Li Ying'e was so happy that she rubbed her hands by her side for fear of getting them dirty.

Then he carefully picked up the child and said, "Oh, this girl is so beautiful. She looks like a baby. I have always wanted to take time to go to your village to see you and the child, but I just can't get away."

She has to take care of her grandson, and she also has to go to the mental hospital to see her daughter-in-law. Sometimes she misses her old man at home, and she has to go to the county town to stay with him. She is so busy that she never takes time to visit Qinghuan in the village.

Yun Qing laughed happily, "What's the point? When you have time, you can bring Huai Mo's child to my house to play. Huai Mo plays better with An An."

The little girl didn't recognize her, and she wasn't afraid of people when she was held in Li Ying'e's arms. She tilted her head and looked at Li Ying'e, looking back and forth between her and her mother, and then she gave a soft smile.

 The hearts of those who laugh melt.

 Just seeing the somewhat torn clothes the child was wearing, he frowned and said, "Why don't you dress the child in better clothes?"

Although many people in this era wear patched clothes, Li Ying'e always feels that such a beautiful female doll should not wear patched clothes because it is not good-looking.

Yun Qinghuan explained with a smile, "I don't want to take advantage of the free time during the Chinese New Year to go to my sister's house in the city for two days. It takes several hours by bus. There are many people on the bus, and the clothes are too conspicuous. good."

"That's right." Li Ying'e understood. Seeing that they had a big bag and a small bag, she hurriedly handed over the child reluctantly, "You should really pay attention. There are a lot of thieves on the car. It's not good for people to keep an eye on them. It depends on the time. It’s not too early, so hurry up and catch the bus.”

Before arriving at the station, Yun Qinghuan unexpectedly bumped into an acquaintance. It turned out to be Zhu Yao and her husband, a family of three walking over from the side path with their children in their arms, their faces red from the cold.

Still surprised to see Yun Qinghuan, Zhu Yao hurriedly hugged her daughter and stepped forward to say hello.

Knowing that Yun Qinghuan had to drive, he asked them to leave quickly without a few words of exchange.

Yun Qinghuan knew that Zhu Yao and the child had just returned from her parents' home. After the Chinese New Year, she took the child back to her parents' home for two days.

 It’s just that Yun Qinghuan felt that Zhang Tiezhu and Zhu Yao’s expressions were not right. Zhang Tiezhu subconsciously wanted to take the child from Zhu Yao’s arms, but she avoided it.

Since Zhu Yao didn't say much, Yun Qinghuan didn't ask much.

Seeing Yun Qinghuan's leaving figure, Zhu Yao pursed her lips. Thinking that the little girl she just saw was fat and well-raised, her heart felt sad and she subconsciously looked down at the child who was still sleeping soundly in her arms. , a thin and small one.