《Lie and win in the chronology with space (MTL)》Chapter 17
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Jian Qingtong guiltily picked up the cup and drank two sips of white water to calm down her feverish mind.
Quickly going through the speech just now in his mind, Jian Qingtong quickly felt relieved without feeling that there was anything out of the ordinary.
Rabbits even bite people in a hurry. She's not a pinch, and it's normal for them to break out occasionally.
It's just uncomfortable being stared at.
"Well, I've always wanted to say thank you and I'm sorry, it's a little late, isn't it?"
She sneered, her fingers unconsciously pressing on the white porcelain teacup.
Tang Yuanzheng saw her pale knuckles, reached out and took the cup from her hand, bent over to open the cabinet, added a spoonful of malted milk essence, stirred it twice and put it back in front of her.
"There is no need to talk about this between husband and wife."
Besides, now that the matter is done, it is meaningless to say this.
He glanced at her exposed wrist intentionally or unintentionally, and was shocked by how slender it was, not as thick as the fleshy little arm.
Even if she really had a plan back then, Tang Yuanzheng felt excusable at this moment, she just wanted to live a better life.
Tang Yuanzheng took out a stack of money and tickets from his coat pocket and handed it over.
"There is a small shop next to the cafeteria. You can buy some small things like soy sauce, white sugar, matches, and ask Wei Xiangqian to show you."
Jian Qingtong watched him quietly for a while, then reached out to take it.
"Okay, then I'll go back first."
"You..."
Tang Yuanzheng wanted to say something else, but Tang Guo, who was asleep on the sofa, suddenly woke up, crying loudly.
Tang Yuanzheng stepped over in two big steps, picked up the child to check the diaper, and it was really wet.
Jian Qingtong silently handed over the schoolbag, which contained spare clean diapers.
Tang Yuanzheng glanced at her sideways, and Jian Qingtong looked at him blankly.
Tang Yuanzheng frowned, untied the dirty diaper, held the crying girl in one hand, walked around her to the corner, picked up the empty basin on the washbasin rack, and went to the outside water room to collect water.
"Hey, give me the child..."
Jian Qingtong wanted to help after realizing it, but was left behind by the man who strode out.
She puffed up her cheeks and mumbled softly:
"Look, I really don't know how to take care of children. I have no experience. If I don't make trouble, I will make a contribution." After all
, she felt bad about it, and wanted to do something to prove that she was not. No wink. But turning around in place, I was stunned that I didn't know what to do.
The documents on Tang Yuanzheng's desk should involve confidential content, and it is not convenient for her to help organize them.
After thinking about it, she simply took the door and stood outside, so as not to get suspected, spies are still rampant at this moment.
After standing for a long time, she saw Tang Yuanzheng coming back from the corridor with the child in one hand and the basin in the other. Jian Qingtong hurriedly trotted to meet him:
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"I'll take it."
Tang Yuanzheng stopped her from a distance:
"Stop! What are you running, and you forgot The head hurt?" The
corridor was empty, the voice echoed, and someone from the office next door came out to see the movement.
Xia Mingliang got the moon first when he was near the water tower, and took away Tang Guo, who was sobbing and tearful, from Tang Yuanzheng's arms, happily teasing the child as he came to this end.
"Is this my younger brother and sister? Hello, hello, I'm Xia Mingliang."
Jian Qingtong reached out and held it with a warm face:
"Hello, Brother Xia, I'm Jian Qingtong."
Tang Yuanzheng crossed them into the office, picked up the thermos and put it into the basin After adding the hot water, he called them angrily:
"Come in and talk, what does the avatar look like outside the station?"
Xia Mingliang quickly glanced at Jian Qingtong, who was smiling instantly, turned his head and rushed into the room, saying:
"Come here, I know it every day, I really can't stand your impatience, and I don't want to charge for the high ground."
After complaining, he turned his head and smiled kindly at Jian Qingtong:
"Brother and sister, you have to talk about your Tang Yuanzheng. , the string can't be so tight all the time, I wish I had twenty-five hours a day for him, and I always think that others can't keep up and drag him down. He will be sacked one day like this."
Jian Qingtong With a red face, her family, Tang Yuanzheng, was a little too intimate.
"Do you want to put a sack on me?" Tang Yuanzheng tried the water temperature to be just right, took the child away to clean it skillfully, and took a look at Jian Qingtong, who was blushing.
Originally, in his eyes, Jian Qingtong was shriveled and ugly, with a deep mind and selfishness, which was naturally not pleasing to the eye.
But I didn't know what to do with that glance just now. Looking at her shy blushing, I actually felt that it was a little good-looking?
Maybe she was misled by her sister-in-law's words in the morning, or maybe she was influenced by the testimony she swore on the phone just now?
unimportant.
The fact now is that they have a bad temper and can't get along together.
Tang Yuanzheng put aside his irritable thoughts and concentrated on serving his daughter.
Jian Qingtong put the bottle into the little girl's mouth, wiped her saliva, and politely talked to people, asking a question or answering a question.
Xia Mingliang saw that the two of them worked together to coax the children. They looked like old couples, and the smiles in their eyes were two-pointed.
It seems that Comrade Xiao Jian does not reject this child, and it seems that he wants to live a steady life with Tang Yuanzheng. His previous worries are probably superfluous.
That's fine.
Tang Yuanzheng took care of his daughter and let her sit on the sofa to drink milk. He sat next to her to protect her from falling to the ground.
Seeing that Jian Qingtong was still standing there talking to Xia Mingliang, looking cautious and afraid of life, Tang Yuanzheng interrupted Xia Mingliang's endless questions at the right time, and raised his hand to signal Jian Qingtong:
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"After drinking your water, don't talk so much?"
Jian Qingtong glared at him, turned back and smiled apologetically.
The dog man's mouth is so rude, and the good words will taste bad when he spits out of his mouth, and she wants to put him in a sack.
Xia Mingliang, who is engaged in ideological and political work, is more considerate and considerate in dealing with people than Tang Yuanzheng, and asked her to sit down and talk in a busy manner.
Xia Mingliang saw with sharp eyes that the water in the cup was a little yellow, and knew that the smell of malted milk was correct when he came in.
When the younger brother and sister came back, it was impossible to know what to eat and drink in Tang Yuanzheng's office, so one can imagine who soaked the water.
Xia Mingliang sat on the other side of Tang Guo, raised his eyebrows at Tang Yuanzheng and lost a wink: Brother has a hand, he knows how to please his daughter-in-law and has a future.
Tang Yuanzheng Quan didn't see it, and while paying attention to his daughter, he simply explained the phone call from Jian Qingtong's family just now.
The call was transferred from the switchboard, so it was impossible to hide it. Go through the air with Lao Xia and leave it to him to deal with it later.
Xia Mingliang listened with a serious face, and then asked Jian Qingtong a few details.
Jian Qingtong sat upright and answered seriously, and asked nervously
, "These are all done by Jian Qingmiao, and won't affect others, right?"
Xia Mingliang saw that she took a special look at Tang Yuanzheng, and then he understood who she was talking about. .
"Let's say no, one person does the work and one person is responsible. But it's not good. If this matter is in your village, it must be dealt with seriously. Now the whole country is criticizing and eradicating unhealthy practices, and there are local indicators every year.
Xia Mingliang said something obscure, but Jian Qingtong understood it and asked anxiously, "
What should I do? Otherwise, I'll make another statement to draw a clear line with her? I don't plan to interact with her anyway."
After speaking, he looked at Tang Yuanzheng inquiringly.
Although she fully received the original owner's memory, and she had read the novels of this era, her cognition was one-sided and partly fabricated.
Tang Yuanzheng looked at her so humbly asking for advice, and his heart was inexplicably comfortable, and he said:
"This is your family's business, you can do what you want."
Although Jian Qingtong didn't get the guarantee that he would know the bottom line, but Not being slapped in the face by his explicit opposition is already a small gain.
This guy doesn't seem that hard to deal with.
Jian Qingtong gave him an approving look and felt more at ease.
As a first-timer, she was reading books, getting married, and becoming a stepmother. In fact, she was very empty in her heart. These days, she relied on herself to cheer herself up and try to adapt to the new life.
"Then I told my family?" "Okay
, you can decide, and I'll call you back."
Tang Yuanzheng acted resolutely, shook the phone in the switchboard, and asked to transfer the caller number just now.
"It's through, you can talk."
"Thank you."
Jian Qingtong took the phone, asked the old party secretary to answer the phone, told the matter that he wanted to draw a clear line with Jian Qingmiao, and asked him to bring the message back to Jian's house. Draw a clear line with her as soon as possible, so as not to suffer the consequences.
The old party secretary was getting a headache from Jian Qingmiao, and when he heard what Jian Qingtong meant, he felt a lot less worried.
Jian Qingmiao kept saying that her sister owed her, and that her brother-in-law was an officer and would definitely support her. Just now, he dared to slap the table with the village cadres. The eyes are wrong!
For fear that the old party secretary who was not rated as advanced this year would have been annoyed, seeing Jian Qingtong's statement, he turned his head and repeated the words aloud as if he was dozing off and handing over a pillow.
"I don't believe it! Brother Jian Zhao owes me what she owes! How dare she? Let me tell her!"
Jian Qingmiao grabbed the microphone and asked angrily,
"Brother Jian Zhao! You are so bold, how dare you draw a line with me? You are so unscrupulous, and Tang Yuanzheng didn't kill you?"
Jian Qingtong frowned, took the microphone away, and held it with one hand Pretending to have a headache in his temples, he looked at Tang Yuanzheng who was standing beside him for help, and the little devil in his heart flapped his wings quietly:
Jian Qingmiao really hasn't come out of the memory of his previous life. The expedition is regarded as something in her pocket, and she takes it for granted.
It's better to ask her to teach her a lesson personally. I just like watching this kind of face-slapping drama, hee hee hee.
Jian Qingtong snickered like a villain. Fortunately, her acting skills are too poor, and her expressiveness is not as good as that of ordinary people, so she did not reveal the secret.
Tang Yuanzheng got close, and vaguely heard the loud scolding from the receiver. Seeing that his daughter-in-law looked dizzy and uncomfortable, he answered the phone without thinking and gave a majestic feeding.
That Jian Qingmiao was like a child who was wronged and complained to his parents. He said angrily and familiarly:
"Tang Yuanzheng, my sister bullied me! You help me scold her!"
Tang Yuanzheng was stunned, and he picked up the microphone suspiciously Look, glanced at Jian Qingtong sitting next to him again, and frowned.
This is his daughter-in-law! "Jian Qingmiao, please don't disturb my lover again. She is not in good health and needs to rest. I will tell the switchboard not to forward your calls. You can do it yourself."
I was amused by his doubtful expression of life at the beginning, and then listened to his blunt and straightforward reprimands, which made me refreshed.
Very relieved!
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