Back To 80s: Husband, You Are Under Arrest

Xiangdang looked towards the Mrs. Xiang and kissed her. Seeing that she did not have any intentions of helping him, he hesitated in his heart.

"Mom is right."

He felt that this sentence was already tactful enough, but he didn't expect that he would still be so preoccupied with building up a child. He only heard his muffled "oh".

Xiangdang looked at Ning Qing helplessly. Did he say something wrong?

When Ning Qing saw the panic in his eldest son's eyes, he replied with a peaceful expression. With a serious tone, he told his younger son, "That was too exaggerated.

Although Qiu Jianhan was not happy, he wiped off the tears one by one.

Ning Qing had a special understanding of his son's character.

Don't just look at him and show me that I'm very sad. He doesn't even care about my bullshit and can become good brothers with anyone.

Perhaps it was because of their experiences as children, Xiangdang and Xiangjun's minds were rather sensitive. They liked to take everything to heart, and would even look for their mother to discuss things that they liked to resolve themselves.

Xiangjun had a strong possessive desire, and was relatively aloof in front of outsiders, but his personality was completely exposed to the people he was familiar with. He had always been steady in his work, putting himself in a role where a big brother had to take care of his sister-in-law, and his words were laced with poison.

Ranran, as the youngest in the clan, being protected by pain made him unafraid of the heavens and the earth.

The woman ran through her four sons' personalities in her heart, shaking her head with a chuckle.

Ranran was tired from playing, he smiled and said to Ning Qing who was shaking his head: "Mom, I'm tired."

After Ning Qing heard this, he put down the things in his hands and prepared to get up. The little girl leaned on Xiangjun's shoulder and said, "Second Brother, carry me on your back and go to sleep."

She said to her mother, "Mom, I like kittens. The new sweater wants kittens."

Ning Qing laughed, "Your ears are sharp enough."

Lu Ranran snickered, her head leaning on Xiangjun's shoulder, her fat little hands hugging his neck.

"Xiangjun, you don't have to carry her up. Put her on the reclining chair and find a place to cover her with clothes."

She saw that Xiangjun was really going to carry the Lil Yao girl on his back, so she quickly tried to stop him.

Ranran snorted, "Second Brother, I want to hear a story. Find the story book and tell it to me."

Xiangjun nodded straightforwardly.

Not long later, Xiangjun's clear voice came out.

Ning Qing, "..."

His second son was too used to the Lil Yao women.

Xiangdang spoke out, "Mother, will father come back this year to celebrate the new year?"

Ning Qing came back to reality and answered vaguely: "En, I will come back, who else would kill my family's chickens?"

Xiangdang's heart suddenly ached for his father who had come back to kill chickens and at the same time, he was gloating.

Only after Xiangjun saw that his sister had fallen asleep did he carefully get up and sit beside his mother.

He looked at the "Building" that was still practicing calligraphy and nodded his head. "Building brother, you're not sleepy yet?"

Just now, he was completely focused on building blocks with the Lil Yao, so he didn't notice the construction …

When he looked at it later, for the first time ever, he was actually writing something here at 9 o'clock at night?

Lu Xiangjun opened his eyes wide, obviously in disbelief.

Wait a minute, what's wrong with building a scoundrel like this?

Xiangdang did not look up as he helped to arrange the thread. He paused for a moment, then explained to his younger brother, "He's worried about our mom sewing tigers for him."

Xiangjun responded with a thoughtful 'oh'. No wonder his brother was so hardworking.

He sat beside his mother and looked at her with a fawning expression. "Mom, what do we eat tomorrow?"

Ning Qing's hand that was knitting stopped, "I'll do it for you tomorrow, stew Lu Xiangjun."

The topic had changed quickly enough. How many people were still thinking about eating!

After Qiu Jianhan finished writing the last word, he casually said, "Take a look and you'll know how to eat."

Xiangjun looked at the Third Brother disciple with a playful smile, "Brother Jian, I think you want to get beaten up."

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves.

With one look, he could tell that he was used to being treated like this. He looked at his mother with a wronged expression, "Mom, Big Brother Xiangjun wants to beat me up."

Ning Qing put down the work in his hands, "If you give it to me, I'll also beat you up."

Xiangdang burst out in laughter, what was this called? Stealing a chicken is not enough to eat rice.

Xiangjun laughed: "We both agreed. Come, let me beat you up a little."

The construction team quickly ran away.

Ning Qing felt a headache, "It's already so late, and you're still making trouble! "Go to sleep."

She yawned and hugged the sleeping Ranran, then turned around and said to her two eldest sons who were "bullying" their younger brother, "When you three go up, remember to check if your door is locked."

After the woman went upstairs, she brought Ranran to her room. Seeing that the construction project was being carried by Xiangdang, she argued, "Look at my invincible iron fist …"

Xiangjun was holding onto his shoes with one hand, and the thug said, "Lu Jianshe, today I will let you know how powerful I am."

Ning Qing had never cared about how the children played with each other, she would only go out to make the concoction when she could not bear to watch the three children come up and she would make the arrangements: "We still have to go to school tomorrow, you three go to bed early."

The leader, Xiangdang, mumbled an "oh", while the other two who were playing around nodded their heads, indicating that they knew.

Lu Qingyao's return just happened to be the day before the Winter Solstice.

It just so happened that the military building went door-to-door to inform everyone that there would be a civil service performance tomorrow night.

Ning Qing sent the people who had been notified out, and was just about to ask about the construction of the chicken food when he asked: "Mom, what is a cultural group?"

Ning Qing choked on her words, as she continued to dry her clothes, she continued to phrase her words, "En, it's a performance artist, it's like dancing and singing."

Ranran carried a large orange in his hand, and curiously looked at Big Brother Xiangdang who was at the side. He frowned: "Is it also the same as Aunt Hu who was at the side?"

God, she'd rather sleep at home.

Xiangjun shook his head, "Then Daddy is fine by himself, let's eat dumplings and play poker."

Xiangdang replied with an unsatisfied tone, "Then it's decided."

When Lu Qingyao was sleeping, she happened to hear her son speak with a face full of black lines. "There's still a difference between the singing in the Literature team and Aunt Hu's."

After he finished speaking, he turned around to ask the daughter-in-law that was drying clothes, "Is there anything else I can help with?"

"There's no more coal slurry, you and him."

Seeing that the kids were not going out to play, Lu Qingyao called them over to help, "Shovel the loess in the middle."

He went to get the coals.

Tiger Head and Tiger Head had just finished their homework, and was ready to play with Xiangjun.

Ever since that night, the two of them had restrained their temper and became friends with their other classmates in just a few days.

Because the An family and the Lu family were the closest, the two of them ran around the Lu family with unusual diligence.

He stood at the entrance looking strong and strong. Seeing Xiangjun and Xiangdang helping his family, he hesitated to go in.

The two of them looked at each other, standing still in the doorway.

Jiu Zun looked at them with his sharp eyes and asked curiously, "Tiger Head, Tiger Head Big Brother, why are you two standing at the door? Come in."

The tiger-like face immediately turned red.

With his sharp eyes, Hu Diao saw his father walking over from afar. He shook his head and said, "My father is back."

After saying that, he pulled his little brother and ran off.

Seeing the child jogging over, An Jingguo's face revealed a smile, and he thought to himself: What happened?