Back to 70s: My husband, you are under arrest

Chapter 530 The son will become someone else's
Ning Xiaobao quietly leaned against the third sister.

Seeing her son and daughter coming back, Ren Huiqing put down the big cattail fan in her hand, glanced at the things in their hands, "Why did you buy so much?"

Ning Qing explained casually: "There are a lot of children today, and seeing that these things are good, I bought some of them."

Ning Xiaobao followed closely and said, "Baicai's family is also coming over today."

Ren Huiqing responded lightly and didn't say anything more.

Ning Qing and Ning Xiaobao went to the kitchen to put things together.

Ning Xiaobao whispered to the third sister, "Third sister, something is wrong with our mother, I will withdraw first, and you will help."

Ning Qing hissed: "You boy, you also know that something is wrong with our mother? Leave me alone to carry it, are you afraid that I will be in danger?"

"You just came back today, and our mother cares about you! I can't bear to scold you."

He is different, every time my mother's face becomes like this, it is mostly because of him.

Ning Qing thought about it carefully, she didn't make her mother angry recently, so she nodded indiscriminately and let her younger brother go out first.

It's getting late now, and she has to cook as soon as possible.

In the yard, Ning Xiaobao's voice came: "Mom, I'm going to find Lin Baicai to have dinner and get together."

Jianshe also yelled, "I'll go too."

Ren Huiqing, "Go all of them. It just so happens that your cousin misses these children."

After a while of noise, the yard was instantly quiet.

Ning Qing was chopping vegetables, when she saw her mother walk in from outside, she smiled and called, "Mom."

While washing her hands, Ren Huiqing asked, "Did your second sister do anything else with you?"

Ning Qing didn't expect his mother to ask such a careless question, he was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, "I just heard the youngest talk about foreign affairs, and the situation of Dong Ziqiang's competition, nothing else.

Ren Huiqing said coldly, "I still know your second sister. She has been jealous since she was a child. She was the one who wanted to send Dong Ziqiang back. Now she wants to restore the relationship with Dong Ziqiang. Don't you think it's too late?"

"Why does my second sister think that Dong Ziqiang is not close to her?"

Ren Huiqing came over, took over the work from the girl, and casually ordered: "Go and poke the onion and garlic."

After finishing speaking, he continued the topic just now: "Anyone with a discerning eye can see it at a glance. Besides, Dong Ziqiang was brought by you and the youngest until he was three years old. He was picked up by your second sister when he was the most clingy. I take care of you a lot, so of course I'm closer to you."

"I feel that my second sister probably didn't think that way either. Did the neighbors around Dong's family say something? Or did she hear what was said in our village?"

Thinking of the people in the village making fun of her when she went out with her younger brother today, she suddenly felt powerless.

After all, Dong Ziqiang was like this a few years ago, and the second sister is not like today.

Ren Huiqing sighed and chopped off the fish's head, "She did such a thing herself, and she shouldn't care about being said. If Dong Ziqiang hadn't been selected as an athlete and hadn't become a world champion, would she have performed like she is today?"

Ning Qingmo.

Ren Huiqing continued: "So is the Dong family! Why did Dong Ziqiang like to run here since he was a child? Children's minds are inherently sensitive. If they really love their children, they should be comforted? Instead of pushing them away."

To say that what Dong Ziqiang is doing now is inseparable from the energy he had when he was a child.

Ning Qing took the peeled onion and garlic, and saw his mother separating the fish head from the fish, the corners of his mouth twitched, "Mom, this fish was specially picked by the youngest, he wants to eat braised fish."

Ren Huiqing raised the knife in one hand, looked at the fish head that had been divided, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

Um, this... what to do?
In order not to embarrass his mother, Ning Qing answered with a smile, "However, it is okay to let him taste the fish head with chopped peppers."

The Lin family.

Ning Xiaobao brought a few children to Lin Baicai's house, where Lin Dazhu and Erzhu were doing their homework.

Zhao Yun was cooking inside, when she heard the sound of Jianshe, she put the steamed buns she was preparing to stew on the stove, and walked out.

Seeing that Dong Ziqiang had also returned, she half-closed her eyes and said with a smile: "The world champions are back? Come, let my aunt take a good look."

Dong Ziqiang smiled helplessly: "Auntie, why do you call me like other uncles?"

Zhao Yun raised her hand and rubbed his head, "Isn't it good to call you that? You have brought honor to the Ning family."

"Always feel awkward."

"Then I won't bark, Xiao Ziqiang, life outside is hard for you, so stay here tonight, and my aunt will cook something delicious for you."

After Zhao Yun finished speaking, he looked at the children of the Lu family, "My craftsmanship is not as good as your mother's, but it's not bad."

Ning Xiaobao spoke at the right time, "Sister-in-law, I won't eat here tonight. My sister cooked a big table of dishes, and I'm here to call my brother. Where did he go?"

"Go to the brigade to deal with things, I guess I'll be back soon."

On the other side, when Ning Lai returned to Dong's house, her mother-in-law came out first.

Old Mrs. Dong glanced behind her, her face became ugly, "Ah, what's the matter, Dong Ziqiang didn't come back with me."

Ning Lai forced a smile, "My mother stayed for dinner."

The old lady Dong sighed, and said in a reproachful tone: "I really don't know if you are really stupid or on purpose. Dong Ziqiang is the grandson of my Dong family after all, and he just goes to Ningjia Village every time he comes back. Ningjia Village. Are you afraid that Dong Ziqiang will be separated from you?"

Ning Lai is not a good-tempered person at all, he was in a bad mood at first, and his mother-in-law said a lot, and he was even more unhappy, "Mom, Dong Ziqiang and I haven't kissed since we were young, and we haven't kissed for more than ten years. Is it too late for you to ask me to maintain it now?"

Mrs. Dong felt puzzled, "Who told you to send him to the countryside when you were a child, and he came back to talk about aunts and uncles. Doesn't it make you feel uncomfortable to hear that?"

Uncomfortable, how could it not be uncomfortable?
However, that was Ning Lai's own choice to send the child back!She didn't put much effort into Dong Ziqiang's body at all. She has always been wronged by Dong Ziqiang.

Fortunately, Ning Lai knew who the person talking to her was, and raised his forehead, "Mom, stop talking, I'm going to cook."

Mrs. Dong didn't notice Ning Lai's impatience, "Hey, you still cook, what do you eat? Hurry up and bring Dong Ziqiang back. That's the child of old Dong's family. I don't believe in Ning Lai."

Ning Lai frowned, "I still have a few younger ones who need to eat at home. If you think he is willing to come back today, you can call him."

She could feel that her mother's attitude was very impatient today, and she was not happy to see her son treating his sister so well.

But what can we do?Life should be lived.

Isn't Dong Ziqiang closer to his natal family?What's there?It's not someone else.

Ning Lai tried his best to comfort himself, went into the house, changed his clothes, and walked into the kitchen.

Outside, two more visitors came to look for Mrs. Dong.

"Aunt Dong, where are you going?"

"Supply and Marketing Cooperative, call my in-laws."

"Erya didn't come back to cook?"

"My eldest grandson is back, I asked him to come back for dinner, hey, don't tell me, my daughter-in-law is really big-hearted, my son has become someone else's family..."

Mrs. Dong's voice became smaller and smaller.

Ning Lai was listening in the kitchen, sobbing silently.

(End of this chapter)