The 80s Chronicle: Addiction To the Army’s Young Wife

In the night space, Xu Ning sat under the cherry tree, with a book on medicine spread out on the desk in front of him.

She lowered her head and played with a ginseng in her hand, and saw that the ginseng's whiskers were not damaged at all. Thinking about the ginseng that had been cut off a few years ago, Xu Ning felt a pain in her flesh.

Now harvesting vegetables in the space is completely based on her will. She only needs to stand in front of the ginseng and stroke it gently, and the ginseng will come out of the ground by itself.

In fact, there is no need to ask around, she also knows that the value of this ginseng must be very high, but because it is so high, she has not dared to take it out until now, but if she does not take it out, the ginseng will only be worthless if it is placed in the space. Could be a waste.

She thought about asking her father to give it to grandpa tomorrow morning, at least grandpa would not doubt the reason father asked for, and if she gave this ginseng to grandpa, the old man would definitely be suspicious.

Putting the ginseng aside, she lowered her head and started reading.

Now that it's a holiday, she has to help her family prepare things for the New Year during the day, and has no time to read, but the time at night is all her own, so she can use it however she wants.

The air in the space is very fresh, and the light is moderate. Xu Ning has tried it before. Even if she reads a book for a long time in the space, she will not feel uncomfortable in her eyes. Since she has this cheating tool, she can't waste it like this. All these years She learned to embroider in it, and a lot of other things, and it was really possible that she even wanted to learn anything.

In May next year, there will be an art performance for college students in the school. The school requires each department to produce several programs for selection. Xu Ning has no plan to participate. After all, the nursing majors in the medical department are all young and beautiful girls. Every program can do it.

But there are not many girls in their pharmacy department, but there are not too many boys, and their enthusiasm will definitely not be low.

Putting aside the distracting thoughts in her heart, she looked down at the book and quietly lost herself in it.

In this year's imperial capital, from the beginning of the cold weather, the snow would often fall down one after another, occasionally in three or two days, sometimes at night, sometimes at noon.

When I opened the door on the first floor in the morning, the snowflakes outside had stopped. At this time, no one stepped on the courtyard. From a distance, the entire courtyard is white and flat, which is really beautiful.

Wrapped tightly in the down jacket, walked along the veranda to the front yard, added coal to the boiler room, and then went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

For breakfast, she is going to make millet porridge, put cleaned goji berries in it, and cook slowly in the pot. Soon the aroma of millet and the sweetness of goji berries will float out along the cracks. Drink a bowl to warm up and warm Heart.

The staple food is the steamed silver rolls yesterday. The rolls are made by grandma. Each one is only as big as the palm of your hand. My father can finish it in four or five mouthfuls. Even Xu Ning can eat two in one meal, which is not too full. .

He took out the pickled vegetables from the sauce stand, soaked them in clear water, turned around and went to the warehouse at home to get cabbage, potatoes, two sausages and a piece of frozen meat, picked up a carrot and went back to the kitchen.

The room next door is the bedroom where grandparents sleep in winter. It is also a typical heated kang in the north. It is similar to the large pots and stoves that are now burned. After cooking dinner at night, the heated kang will become very warm. The good thing is that although there are radiators in this room, it is not as comfortable as the heated kang.

Shred cabbage, potatoes, and carrots, slice sausages, and cut meat into evenly sized slices. Turn on the gas stove to warm the pot, and then start cooking.

In the morning, there is a piece of fried cabbage, a piece of shredded potatoes, a piece of sausage that grandma used to fill herself, and a piece of pickled vegetables that I pickled myself. The pickles are soaked and dried with water. Add a little soy sauce to make it taste very good.

Breakfast was almost ready, and everyone in the family got up one after another.

Yu Chunhua combed her hair and came out of the room. She saw Xu Ning cooking in the kitchen, smelling the aroma of the food inside, and said with a smile, "It's winter, you can sleep late, grandma can do it."

"I've had enough sleep, grandma, go wash up, let's eat right away." Xu Ning opened the lid of the pot, and the aroma of the millet porridge inside poured out, and the spoon was gently stirred in the pot, and then he took out a bowl and served it out.

Xu Ning's cooking has always been delicious, and Xu Rui also ate some more in the morning, so full that he could hardly walk.

On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, there are only two days left before the Chinese New Year, and everything that should be prepared at home has been prepared.

This year's tofu is a bit of a twist. The main reason is that there is no place to grind beans in the imperial capital. In the end, two old people asked around and took the soaked beans to a mill in the suburbs of Beijing to grind them. As for where the beans came from Well, this is because the suppliers from the imperial capital went to the factory to pull canned food to help bring back the food at home. Otherwise, it would be a pity to throw away so much grain such as wheat and peanuts at home.

Moreover, the Xu family doesn't seem to like the ready-made flour they bought at the food supply station. Xu Ning has space, but because there is old Yaoshu at home who doesn't know about it, it's eye-catching, and he still hides it.

Of course, these problems are not big, everyone in the family is helping Xu Ning, she only needs to do her own thing.

"Mom, I made you a dress this year." After breakfast, Xu Ning said to Qin Xuejuan.

Qin Xuejuan smiled when she heard the words: "Really? What kind of clothes did you make?"

She remembered that two or three months ago, Xu Ning asked her about her size, but it was a long time ago, and Qin Xuejuan didn't take it to heart, who would have thought that her daughter was waiting for her here.

"Cheongsam!" Xu Ning stood up and said to her, "I'll get it."

Cheongsam is the most splendid part of the long-standing clothing culture in China. According to some scholars, the history of cheongsam can be traced back to the pre-Qin and Han Dynasties. The dross was criticized, and it was not until the early 1980s that the cheongsam redistributed its brilliance and charm, and was designated by the country as a dress for female diplomats a few years ago, and then there were large-scale expectations and various grand banquets , in various private social receptions and TV dramas, cheongsam occupies a very important position, and is even highly respected by women.

Xu Ning also likes this style of clothes very much, but it's a pity that the conditions do not allow it. In addition, the life itself is so difficult, and he doesn't have the time to look good, so he has never worn it.

She thought that after waiting, she might add a few cheongsams to her wardrobe.

After taking the clothes and returning to the living room, Xu Ning spread out the indigo cheongsam, and everyone in the room was very surprised when they saw it.

Qin Xuejuan's age is here, although she looks like a woman under 30 years old, time's love for her is true, but it also has the charm of time and time, because the most delicate things are eaten every day , and good maintenance, her figure can be said to be very perfect, with a bee waist and buttocks, thick fiber fit, very perfect.

And the cheongsam made by Xu Ning was hung on Qin Xuejuan's body, which only made her complexion fairer.

This is a long-sleeved cheongsam with a slanted collar and high collar. It is as long as Qin Xuejuan's ankle. The placket is not high. On the neckline, cuffs and skirt, Xu Ning has embroidered gorgeous but not impetuous embroidery. The buttons are also exquisite. The Golden Line Peony handicap.

"You made it yourself?" Yu Chunhua took it over carefully, looked at the embroidery on it, each frame was very delicate, it didn't look like it was done by a girl who was about to turn 20, Xu Ning just followed her to learn embroidery In 2010, the craftsmanship has surpassed hers, so Yu Chunhua is not to mention how proud and proud she is.

"I'm going to make one for my grandma. I've already bought the fabric." Seeing that they all like it, Xu Ning said to his mother, "Mom, let's put it on and see. Wear a warm jacket inside and a thicker coat outside, it shouldn't be cold."

"Okay!" Qin Xuejuan took the clothes and went upstairs with a happy face.

Ten minutes later, she came down from upstairs, and Xu Jianjun almost didn't pay attention to her swaying posture as she walked around.

Although Qin Xuejuan didn't take care of her hair, the color of this cheongsam really matches her complexion, and she is also gorgeous and bright. At this time, she looks like a woman who has traveled through a painting of the Republic of China period, her whole body is full of hair. The strands are dignified and elegant.

"Mom is so beautiful." Xu Rui clapped his hands and cheered.

"Thank you son." Qin Xuejuan walked down and came to her mother-in-law, "Mom, what do you think?"

"It looks good, Ning Ning's craftsmanship is good, and your clothes look good too." Yu Chunhua smiled and nodded repeatedly, "Ning Ning has put in a lot of effort."

"Isn't it?" Xu Ning put his arm on grandma's next door, "I work very hard. Didn't you also say that at the beginning, there are fewer and fewer people who can embroider, and grandma can teach you well."

"Although I bought new clothes for the New Year, I will wear this one my daughter made for me this year." Qin Xuejuan really couldn't put it down.

After trying them on, Qin Xuejuan went upstairs to change the clothes, went back to her room and hung them up, and then put them on and go out on the first day of the new year.

On the morning of the New Year's Eve, Xie Zheng's family came over. They brought all kinds of food and drink with them. Looking at the packaging, they knew they had bought them from a big shopping mall.

When they came over, the house immediately became lively. There was no need for Grandpa Jiang to do anything. The two old men made tea by themselves, stayed in the Ruanta and played chess. Because Grandpa Jiang couldn't play Go, they played chess.

At noon today, I just cooked a few dishes to make a living. The Jiang family will stay at the Xu family for the New Year tonight, and they will go back tomorrow morning, so Xu Ning is not needed for cooking today.

Xie Zheng wanted to make out with the little girl in private, but there was always a little guy and a dog that was almost grown up behind his butt, so Xie Zheng couldn't do anything, he had no choice but to endure until the little guy Until I fall asleep at night, it depends on who can survive who.

But after lunch at noon, when he saw the child Xu Rui lying in his father's arms and falling asleep in a daze, there was a comfortable smile on the corner of his lips.

Brat, that's all you can do.

In the backyard, Xie Zheng hugged Xu Rui and put him on the bed, then went out and gently closed the door.

Seeing the shy and evasive eyes of the pretty and charming little girl beside him, Xie Zheng could only feel a fire in his chest, burning fiercely, and he had the aura to swear that he would not stop until his internal organs were burned through.

Pulling her weak and boneless catkin, Xie Zheng dragged her to Xu Ning's room.

"Brother Zheng..." Xu Ning's heart was beating violently. She wanted to refuse, but she couldn't bear it. She wanted to be close to his skin, but she was too shy to look directly at him. This feeling made her eyes gradually stained with spring tide. , There are broken stars in the eyes.

"Bang~ bang~ bang~"

Xie Zheng's heart was pounding continuously, as if it was about to burst out of his chest.

The slender and slightly rough hand caressed her pink cheeks, and he couldn't put it down because of the smooth touch. His thumb rubbed gently on her pink lips, and the cheeks of the little girl in front of her became more and more red, as if The trembling peony is gorgeous and incomparable.

This is the girl he has carefully cared for for many years, and now she exudes a shocking charm and allurement, and her every move is enough to make people around her unable to take their eyes off her.

Thinking of him being watched by the men around him in a school that he couldn't touch, he felt a tsunami-like mania in his heart.

I want to melt her into my blood, embed her in my bone marrow, so that she will always be by my side, and I will never be able to escape.

This feeling is very strange to Xie Zheng. In his previous life, he saw all kinds of news, and there were men and women who died for love together. He felt it was ridiculous. Life is very precious. To die for the so-called love is not worth it no matter how you look at it.

But now he finds that it's not that it's not worth it, but that he hasn't met someone who makes him feel worth it.

For example, the girl in front of him, he even felt like he could die for her.

"Brother Zheng!" Xu Ning noticed that Xie Zheng's emotions suddenly became intense and domineering, and even had a raging feeling, which made her feel a little flustered.

His eyes were as black as ink, and the emotions in his eyes were strong and wild, and he always felt that he wanted to swallow her.

Or the illusion of stripping her naked.

The beautiful thin lips were pressed down without warning, and covered her red lips. From the first taste, to the opening of her teeth, Xu Ning's thoughts were burned and intense by him little by little. His kiss was taken away, his mind was dizzy, and his body had no strength at all.

Xie Zheng clasped the back of her head with one hand and supported her hips with the other, picking up the girl who had slipped down.

Hearing her delicate panting, he finally let her go on the verge of rational collapse.

His eyes were misty, with a faint mist, his red lips were as red as blood because of his ravages, his neckline parted away, revealing a section of snow-white neck and deceptively shaped collarbone, all of which were deeply torturing his control .

To be honest, Xie Zheng really wanted to kiss Xu Ning's neck, but her skin is too delicate, and a little effort will leave marks. One of them is not wanting the adults in the family to see the joke. The main reason is that she is worried about this. The girl will shrink in the room and not come out.

"We'll get married when you graduate." Xie Zheng couldn't help but kissed her red lips again before pressing the little girl into his arms.

Xu Ning's heart seemed to be soaked in honey, and he nodded vigorously in his arms, and then realized that he seemed to be in a hurry, he gave a soft hum, and his small hands were holding the skirt of his chest, trembling slightly with.

Seeing her like this, Xie Zheng's clear laughter exploded in her ears, "You know how to be shy."

The two didn't stay here for a long time, because they were afraid that their elders would become suspicious.

Xie Zheng walked away, Xu Ning calmed down in the room, and when he saw himself in the bathroom mirror, Xu Ning was ashamed, angry and annoyed.

Was she like this just now? It's like inviting people to pick them up.

Half an hour later, Xu Ning tidied up his clothes and came to the front, while Xie Zheng was watching two old men play chess in the living room.

Xu Ning and Xie Zheng looked at each other, glared at him in embarrassment, then turned around and went to the kitchen to help make dumplings.

Today's dumplings are made for two meals, the New Year's Eve dinner and the meal on the first morning of the new year, when the two families get together, the number is not small.

"The new year will be fine in the future, and it will be easier for our two families to get together. Unlike before, we have to go back every year. It takes five days to go back and forth on the road. I am really exhausted." Gao Xiulan and Yu Chunhua Bao For dumplings, Qin Xuejuan rolls out the dumpling wrappers.

Yu Chunhua said with a smile: "I see you Xiaozheng go back every year during the winter and summer vacations, and I thought you were not too tired."

"Why don't you get tired? It's not like we have you at home. We haven't seen each other for so many years. Now that you're here, we don't want to go back." Gao Xiulan made dumplings very quickly, and the dumplings she made were different from Yu Chunhua's.

Yu Chunhua was pinched directly with both hands together, with pleats.

And Gao Xiulan pinched it directly with her index finger and thumb facing each other, which was fan-shaped.

Of course, the two don't make the same kind of stuffing. Tonight's meal is made by Yu Chunhua, dumplings stuffed with chives and meat.

Gao Xiulan's buns are stuffed with cabbage and meat for tomorrow morning.

"Mom, I'll roll the dumpling wrappers, you can make them." Xu Ning sat down in front of the panel, she rolled the dumpling wrappers very fast, it is no problem to serve three people.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the dumplings were finished, and the family began to prepare for dinner.

"Grandma, you and Grandma Gao can go and sit in the room, my mother and I are fine here." Xu Ning pushed the two old people out, "It's been a busy day, let's go and rest, anyway, I'm not tired from cooking. "

The two of them were not hypocritical, and left after explaining a few words.

In the kitchen, Xu Ning and his mother prepared the dishes for the evening. Tonight there are chicken, duck and fish, chicken stewed vermicelli, beer duck, braised fish, and braised pork ribs, as well as cold spinach, boiled cabbage, stir-fried Tofu, fresh bamboo shoots, bacon and vegetable balls, nine dishes, implying a long time.

In their hometown, they didn’t have so many dishes when they were poor, but they would always put together nine dishes on the table on the night of the Chinese New Year, which were good or bad.

Qin Xuejuan can just help her daughter watch the cooking stove, and Xu Ning cooks all the dishes tonight.

The others are fine, but watching her daughter cooking from a close distance, the rich aroma keeps wafting out, stimulating her taste buds, and she also feels more and more hungry as the dishes come out of the pot.

Xu Ning's dishes are full of color, fragrance, and taste. Qin Xuejuan has eaten it for so many years, but she still has no resistance. Sometimes she feels that she is really not like Xu Ning's mother. Could it be that the cooking genes are also passed down from generation to generation?

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[So, my wife is a stepmother? 】

Brother Zheng: Mom, did that bastard say he was a stepmother?