Chuanshu became the aunt in the period essay

Chapter 12 The object of the heroine's second uncle

Zhao Jing put down the basket, and after Mrs. Jiang told her to sit down, she rushed to the kitchen and got Zhao Jing a bowl of sugar water.

Zhao Jing glanced at it, took a sip, looked sweetly at Mrs. Jiang with some surprise.

The old lady Jiang smiled and said, "The second son went to the next door production brigade to pick up his partner, and he will probably be back soon."

Zhao Jing nodded. The production team next door seemed to be surnamed He, and looked at the cleaned tables and chairs in the yard.

After thinking for a while, I asked, "Do you understand everything clearly?"

Mrs. Jiang was stunned for a moment, then she nodded in response: "I understand clearly, I will bring you back today to meet and meet, and then we will find a date to make an appointment and get married."

Mrs. Jiang was still very happy. She didn't think there was anything wrong with what Zhao Jing asked, but she was happy instead.

When anyone in the village talks about someone and takes them home to meet, they will invite the elders with the highest seniority in the village to have dinner at home.

Regardless of Zhao Jingyi's young age, she has been invited to go there several times. Before her father left, he often took her there, in order to let her get used to it, and the customs of the village should not be lost.

Mrs. Jiang had five sons in total. The youngest son was only fifteen, the eldest son was over 30, the second son was in his thirties, the third son was in his twenties, and the fourth son was twenty this year. Two did not marry a daughter-in-law.

The children of the younger brother and elder brother can make soy sauce, and now the second child also has a partner, Mrs. Jiang is very happy.

Zhao Jingyi didn't know what to say, she glanced at the people who were busy in the kitchen and asked, "Is Jianshu's family going to give birth soon?"

Zhao Jianshu, old lady Jiang's eldest son, the heroine's father.

I didn't see her in the kitchen, so I guess she was resting in the room. Although Mrs. Jiang is a strong person, she is still very good to her daughter-in-law.

Zhao Huaizhuo looked big, but he was only fifteen, a few months younger than his fifth uncle.

Old Madam Jiang smiled even more happily, and looked at Zhao Jingyi with a softer look: "Soon, it's just a matter of these few days, and my aunt will come by then."

Zhao Jing was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly remembered, yes, in Zhaojia Village, when a family has a child, a senior person must be in charge of the place.

Except for Zhao Jingyi, who is the oldest in this village now, who else can be older than her.

In addition, an elderly man is needed to sit with her in town.

"Okay, when the time comes, just ask a few juniors to call me."

Mrs. Jiang clapped her hands and said with a smile, "Okay then, I'm relieved to hear from you, please sit down first."

Zhao Jing nodded, "Okay."

As soon as Mrs. Jiang entered the kitchen, a boy about two or three years old came out of the room. His clothes were messy and he looked like he had just woken up.

Zhao Jingyi just looked at it like this, after all, she was not familiar with these children.

In the end, the child probably didn't wake up, so he walked over and crawled into her arms.

fell asleep...

Zhao Jing froze all over, not daring to move.

After a while, Zhao Jingyi mechanically lowered her head and looked at the sleeping baby with a flushed face.

Is this treating her as his mother?Zhao Jing didn't dare to move at all, for fear of waking up the baby.

Until Zhao Jianlin brought his partner back, the child hadn't woken up yet.

When he entered the door and saw a girl sitting in the main hall with two braids and a child in her arms, Zhao Jianlin was stunned for a moment, thinking he had entered the wrong house.

Zhao Jingyi seldom goes out, and Zhao Jianlin works in the town, so the two have hardly met a few times. In the past, Zhao Jingyi likes to walk with her head down.

So Zhao Jianlin didn't recognize who this person was at first.

I wonder if I have entered the wrong house.

A girl standing next to Zhao Jianlin looked at Zhao Jing with doubts, didn't she say that there are no girls in the family?Who is this little girl in front of me?

Zhao Jianlin took a look around and was sure it was his home. There was nothing wrong with it. He walked into the main hall with his things and put them on the table.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

As soon as Zhao Jing looked at the couple, she guessed their identities. They were neither familiar nor acquainted, so she could only nod to him.

Zhao Jianlin suddenly felt that Zhao Jingyi looked familiar, but didn't recognize him. He scratched his head and asked, "Whose family are you from?"

Zhao Jingyi: "..."

whose child?Isn't this person Zhao Jianlin?Today's hero?

Just when Zhao Jing was suspicious, Zhao Zhang came out of the room with a big belly.

The voice was soft and soft, the skin was also very fair, the face was glowing red, and there was a bit of gentle temperament unique to southern women on her body, and she said jokingly: "Second brother is too happy to bring his partner home. This is my aunt. Somebody's child."

A faint blush appeared on Zhao Jianlin's wheat-colored face, Hanhan smiled and said, "Sorry, aunt, I didn't recognize you all of a sudden."

Zhao Jingyi looked at Zhao Zhangshi, glanced at her stomach, nodded, and said to Zhao Jianshu: "It's okay, this is your partner, she looks good, she is a good girl."

Zhao Jianlin nodded in embarrassment: "Grandma, this is Hejia Village next door, Comrade He Lingling."

Zhao Jing nodded, seeing that the girl was a little thinner, but she was a good girl.

He Lingling blushed and whispered, "Grandma."

She had long heard that there was an elder in Zhaojia Village who was younger than the older generation, and it seemed that this was the one in front of her.

As soon as Zhao Jing looked at the shy He Lingling, a real smile appeared on her face: "Yeah."

Zhao Zhang covered her mouth and smiled: "Second brother, why are you so dazed, why don't you let Comrade He sit down, and pour water for her to drink."

Zhao Jianlin nodded quickly, moved a stool to He Lingling, turned to He Lingling and said, "This is my sister-in-law."

He Lingling called out a little embarrassedly: "Sister-in-law."

Zhao Zhang smiled softly and nodded: "Hey."

Zhao Jianlin smiled naively, looked at the shy daughter-in-law, thinking how beautiful his daughter-in-law is, went into the kitchen, and poured out a bowl of water for He Lingling to drink.

Mrs. Jiang also came out, leaving her two daughters-in-law to work inside.

Zhao Jianlin watched his old mother come out, and quickly introduced: "Mother, this is Comrade He Lingling."

Mrs. Jiang smiled kindly, looking at this girl, she was very satisfied.

He Lingling glanced at Mrs. Jiang shyly, and whispered, "Hello, Auntie."

The old lady Jiang smiled from ear to ear: "Okay, okay, okay, drink some water and get tired all the way back."

He Lingling shyly shook her head and said in a low voice, "I'm not tired."

Zhao Jingyi was watching, when suddenly the little baby in her arms moved, squinting and rubbing her eyes and shouting in a childish voice, "Grandma, grandma."

Zhao Zhang looked at the doll sitting in Zhao Jingyi's arms in surprise, walked over to sit on the stool, and said softly, "Xiaoqi, you're awake."

The milk baby opened his eyes to see who it was, and called out obediently, "Auntie."

Mrs. Zhao and Zhang smiled with a loving face: "Hey, good boy."

Zhao Jingyi was a little surprised that what she was holding was one of the future bosses.

Zhao Jing put down the baby doll and rubbed her arms. After holding it for half an hour, her arms were sore.

"Thank you, grandma." Zhao Zhangshi looked at Zhao Jingyi with an apologetic face, and then said to the baby who had just woken up, "Call grandma!"

The milk doll was a little cute, looking curiously at Zhao Jingyi's strange face, and listening to her aunt's words, she obediently called out, "Grandma and aunt."

Zhao Jing touched his head and said softly, "Good boy."

(End of this chapter)