MTL - Transmigrate to the ’80s to Be a Stepmother-Chapter 12

The three children of the Lu family ran out of the yard hand in hand, squatted down in the corner next to the gate, and looked at each other.

"Brother, what should we do now?" An An scratched her head, "She doesn't seem to be what everyone said."

Ping Ping also nodded, "She swore to the chairman that she shouldn't let us starve and abuse us on purpose."

The boss, Gu Qinghai, opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and immediately became firm, "My lord is the best at pretending, don't trust her so easily, didn't she say that? We are friends, so let's treat her as a friend." .”

Didn't Dad's first wife also say that she would take good care of herself at the time? She was pretty good at first, but she didn't get impatient later.

Coupled with the arrival of younger siblings, she couldn't bear to divorce her father... Gu Qinghai looked at the dumbfounded younger siblings who didn't understand anything, and thought to himself that he wanted to see how long this person could pretend.

Anyway, he will definitely protect them well.

Pingping and An'an are only four years old, and they don't know much about many things. Anyway, they just listen to their elder brother and do what he tells them to do.

Aunt Zhao next door went out with her waking grandson in her arms, and she couldn't help but laugh when she saw the three children squatting with their buttocks up and their heads buried in muttering.

"Ping An An, Xiao Hai, what are you doing?" Aunt Zhao shouted at them.

The three of Gu Qinghai stood up, patted the dust that didn't exist on their bodies, and rushed to Aunt Zhao's side, making funny faces to tease their two-year-old little brother, Dabao.

"Giggle~"

Recently, Dabao has often seen the three children of the Lu family, and he is very familiar with them. At this time, Dabao immediately burst into laughter when he teased them.

Looking at the four children, Aunt Zhao felt so soft in her heart. She looked at Gu Qinghai and asked him in a low voice: "How is it? Have you seen it? How do you feel?"

Gu Qinghai blinked and said, "It's not what I imagined."

Lu Zetian said that a man should not speak ill of others behind his back, and Grandma Lu also said that it is wrong to gossip behind others, Gu Qinghai firmly remembered this.

Aunt Zhao was a little surprised when she heard such an answer, "It's not the same? What did you imagine?"

Gu Qinghai hesitated: "I can't describe it."

It was the first time he met someone like Qin Shi, and the feeling was so different that Gu Qinghai didn't know how to describe it.

Seeing that she couldn't find anything out of the question, Aunt Zhao simply stopped asking and thought about going to have a look by herself later.

The three children of the Lu family played with Dabao for a while, when Pingping suddenly wanted to go to the bathroom, Aunt Zhao asked Gu Qinghai to take his younger siblings home quickly, and she also carried Dabao back home.

In the afternoon, Aunt Zhao pulled some vegetables from the vegetable patch in her yard, picked a few cucumbers and two tomatoes, put a dustpan in it, and knocked on the door of Lu's house.

Qin Shi was still sleeping, it was Lu Zetian who opened the door.

When Aunt Zhao heard that Qin Shi was not feeling well and was resting, she felt a little pity, but she didn't care. Anyway, she will live here from now on, so she can always see it.

So Aunt Zhao handed the dustpan to Lu Zetian, "You must have nothing to eat at home, so eat these first."

Lu Zetian didn't refuse, and thanked Aunt Zhao earnestly.

When the mother came home, the three children spent their meals at neighbors' houses, but Aunt Zhao's house was the place they visited most. She helped take care of Pingping's illness before, and Lu Zetian sincerely thanked her.

Seeing Lu Zetian's appearance, Aunt Zhao couldn't help laughing: "I'm your mother's cousin, we're all in the same family, so what kind words are there!

Okay, I'll go back first, Dabao is still at home alone. When you're done, ask Xiaohai to bring the dustpan back to me. I'll use it at night. "

But in fact, this cousin is the kind who has a thousand miles away and has to pay five clothes, so it's okay to say that she doesn't have a relationship.

Taking so much effort to take care of the Lu family's three children, she only gave Lu's mother two points of face. The rest was purely because Aunt Zhao was kind and kind, and she couldn't bear to see the three children suffer.

Lu Zetian responded, and watched Aunt Zhao leave, then closed the door, and went home with the winnow.

Hearing movement outside, Qin Shi also woke up. After a good night's sleep, she felt much more comfortable, leaving only the unavoidable fatigue of traveling far away.

Qin Shi got up quickly, and only then did she have the time to look carefully at the furnishings in the house. The room is small, only a dozen square meters, and there are not many things placed, just a big cabinet, a small table and a bed.

After looking around, Qin Shi got up, opened the door and walked out of the room, just bumping into Lu Zetian.

Lu Zetian looked at Qin Shi and asked, "How do you feel?"

Qin Shi yawned, "It's much better." Then she didn't see the children, so she asked where they went.

"I'm going to deliver the dustpan to Aunt Zhao." Lu Zetian explained who Aunt Zhao was, and the specific relationship with the family.

Qin Shi nodded knowingly, "Then when it's finished, please invite Aunt Zhao to have a meal at home. Thank you very much."

Thinking of Qin Shi's craftsmanship, Lu Zetian felt a little greedy, "Okay, I'll thank you then."

"Let me show you around the house."

"OK."

Lu Zetian took Qin Shi around carefully, but Qin Shi found that he didn't know where many things were, and it seemed that he didn't stay at home often.

Qin Shi could only figure it out by herself, preparing to tidy up the house tomorrow.

The two houses are quite large, at least one hundred and fifty square meters in total. There are master bedroom, two small bedrooms, a guest bedroom, and a small study room.

The master bedroom has two beds, and the three children sleep together. Lu Zetian and Lu's mother each sleep in one, and the rest of the guest bedroom is completely a utility room.

The decoration is quite strange, the bedrooms are all stacked together, the living room in the middle is not big, it looks a bit crowded.

And the kitchen next door is not small, and the dining room is even bigger than the living room here, Qin Shi is not well at all.

"Who designed this house?" How strange!

Lu Zetian: "A military officer's wife designed it herself. At that time, everyone didn't like this room, so they left it. It was cheaper for me before."

Qin Shi curled her lips, and after looking at it for a long time, she asked him: "Will we still be allocated rooms in the future? Or should we all live here in the future?"

Seeing the obvious disgust on her face, Lu Zetian asked, "What are you going to do?"

"If I live for a long time, then I will definitely have to redecorate it. This layout is too strange, and such a large space is wasted for nothing." Qin Shi is not the kind of person who likes to force herself. If she has that ability, why not let herself live be more comfortable?

Lu Zetian: "The army's new building is almost ready, and I have the qualifications to allocate housing."

Qin Shi blinked: "Is this set a reward for you?"

Lu Zetian nodded: "I have made meritorious service before, but it's not easy to give me a promotion."

Lu Zetian was the head of the regiment before he was thirty. The promotion was too fast, and the troops had no choice but to get stuck and compensate him from other places.

Qin Shi gave him a thumbs up, and then asked: "Is the newly built Tongzilou?"

Lu Zetian let out a "hmm".

Qin Shi felt her scalp tingle when she thought about the life in Tongzilou she watched on TV, "Living in Tongzilou is too suffocating. How can there be a single-family house to be comfortable."

"Of course, this is just my idea." Qin Shi looked at Lu Zetian and said, "At that time, I will draw an interior design drawing for you and the children to see. Whether to redecorate here or move, everyone can choose together."

Naturally, Lu Zetian has no objection, in fact, he also prefers to live in a house with a yard.

"It will be completed next year at the earliest, and I will take you to have a look at that time."

Before Qin Shi said anything, the children who entered the door answered, "What, what are you looking at?"

An An was very lively, and came to Lu Zetian's side in a bouncing manner, pestering him to ask questions curiously.

"New house." Lu Zetian explained.

"Are we going to move?" Pingping slightly widened his eyes.

But Gu Qinghai knew about the new family building, he also looked at Lu Zetian, expecting him to explain carefully.

Lu Zetian looked at the eager eyes of the children, and said: "At that time, Qin Shi will draw out the design drawings, and we will choose between redecorating here and moving to a new house."

"We can choose too?" An An was very surprised, "We are children, can we choose too?"

Qin Shi smiled: "You are children and part of the family, of course you can choose."

"Wow!" An An's eyes widened, and she became inexplicably excited.

Pingping was stunned, not knowing what he was fantasizing about.

And Gu Qinghai was keenly aware of something, and asked: "Is the minority obeying the majority? Does it really count?"

Qin Shi nodded: "Of course."

Seeing that Lu Zetian also responded, Gu Qinghai's expression changed, his eyes were full of excitement.

Doesn't that mean that as long as the three of them are united, they can choose whichever they want?

The children chattered together excitedly, Lu Zetian watched Qin Shi enter the kitchen, and followed.

It's getting late, it's time to make dinner.

Qin Shi opened the kitchen cabinet and checked the contents bit by bit. There were a lot of rice noodles and eggs, but now it might be too late to steam rice and knead noodles.

Qin Shi herself was hungry, let alone the children, so she had to make something quicker.

"Let's cook some dried noodles tonight." Lu Zetian suggested.

Qin Shi shook her head, she doesn't like dried noodles, the soft texture after cooking makes her always want to vomit.

If you can't eat it, don't eat it.

There is a bag of steamed buns in the cabinet, which are a little hard. Qin Shi took it out and looked it over, smelled it again, and after making sure it wasn't broken, took it out.

"I'll make tomato and egg soup, then fry the steamed buns, and pick some green vegetables, it will be very fast."

Lu Zetian didn't know how to cook, and he believed in Qin Shi's cooking skills, so he didn't say anything.

"I'll cook and you wash the dishes." Qin Shi reminded Lu Zetian.

Lu Zetian nodded, "Okay."

It was stipulated in the contract that when Lu Zetian was at home and not busy, he had to help Qin Shi with some of the housework, and he could not stand by while watching her busy.

Lu Zetian knew about this a long time ago, so he accepts it well now.

Seeing that he didn't look unwilling, Qin Shi immediately nodded in satisfaction, "Go out and accompany the child, the meal will be ready soon."

Lu Zetian obediently went out, and just opened the door, only to find that the three children were lying on the door of the kitchen.

"What are you doing here?"

"See what we have for dinner." Gu Qinghai stared at Qin Shi's back, feeling very nervous.

I don't know if she can cook, if she will burn the pot and burn the vegetables like Aunt Mo...

"That's right! Let's see what we have for dinner!"

"Um!"

Ping Ping and An An echoed, completely ignorant of his elder brother's inner worries.

Seeing Gu Qinghai's nervous look, Lu Zetian immediately understood, but he didn't say anything, he just stood at the door with them, silently watching Qin Shi cook.

What Qin Shi wanted to do was not a complicated meal, so she quickly prepared the ingredients. She cleaned the pot, turned on the gas stove to heat the pot, and prepared to burn oil.

Under Gu Qinghai's nervous attention, Qin Shi picked up the kitchen knife and cut the chopped green onion with a few strokes, stroked it onto the kitchen knife, and then threw it away.

When Gu Qinghai saw that Qin Shi didn't lift his head, and threw the green onion aside without looking at it, his eyes widened, and before he could exclaim in surprise, he heard a "chicking" sound from the pot.

The tantalizing aroma of chopped green onions fried in hot oil soon hits the nostrils.

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