Chapter 7: 7

The date to meet Lu Yan was set, the leader had a different kind of guilt toward her, and granted Qin Rou a day off by herself.

Qin Rou: “…?”

Was this army officer so scary?

It was clear that in the onlookers’ eyes, the combination of a thorn like Lu Yan and her would have a terrible chemical effect, and it would make the scalp numb.

It was always nice to have a holiday.

Qin Rou went back to the dormitory, brought the money and tickets, put on a casual suit, and left the art troupe compound at 2:30 in the afternoon.

She first went to a department store and a non-staple food store, and then took a bus at Bencheng Bus Station. After more than an hour, she arrived at Muken Farm.

There were rows of brick houses in front that were surrounded by yards. The people had long since taken the production tools to work.

Qin Rou’s arrival attracted the attention of many people. She counted the houses and came to a dilapidated private one. There were three floors of stairs in front of the door, and some green vegetables were planted on the side, but were trampled down.

The dilapidated door was covered with black mud donkey dung, and the paper-pasted windows had several large holes. Because there were people in the house during the day, the door was not closed, so Qin Rou pushed the door directly and entered the house.

As soon as she entered, Qin Rou saw a woman in an apron who was bending over to pick up stones and rotten leaves. Hard cow dung was scattered on the table, on the wall, on the ground… near the doors and windows.

The woman was wearing gray clothes and a white apron. The apron had long been covered with gray stains that could not be washed away. She noticed that someone was coming from the outside, and she was afraid that the person was going to cause trouble again. So when she looked up and saw Qin Rou, her eyes were full of surprise.

The woman had short ear-length hair, and her face was similar to Qin Rou, except that she had big, round almond eyes and thick lips.

When she saw Qin Rou, she was stunned and did not speak. The two children in the room squeezed out, surrounded Qin Rou and said happily, “Auntie!!”

“Mom! Auntie is here!!”

Qin Rou looked at Qin Mian with a smile and said, “Sister.”

“Little sister, why are you here?” Qin Mian was very happy to see her own sister. She raised her hand to wipe her cheek, and turned her head. Seeing the mess at home again, she was embarrassed, so she quickly picked up the broom and swept it.

Qin Rou went to help her clean up, and said, “I won an award in the show, and today the leader gave me a special day off.”

You are reading story Raising Babies in the 70s at novel35.com

“My sister is awesome!” Qin Mian smiled. She reached out and knocked out Qin Rou’s hand, “Why would you clean up? You take the children and sit there. Juanjuan, you go pour a glass of water for your aunt.”

Chen Juanjuan was Qin Mian’s eldest daughter, seven years old, and next to her was her twin brother, Chen Jinghua. The two children were very happy to see their aunt.

Because their aunt was there, there would be meat at home.

Qin Mian had no other relatives in Liao Province, just a sister. Every time her sister came over, she always cooked something delicious to entertain her.

Qin Rou was also close to her sister. She went to her sister’s house whenever she had a holiday. The life of the Chen family was not very good. She could only have good food for one or two days a month, so Qin Rou went to Chen’s house. The days had become the days when her sister and brother-in-law improved their meals.

The well-established rule had long been grasped by the clever children.

Qin Rou drank the water poured by her little niece and took a bag of white rabbit toffee from her bag to give to the two children.

Chen Juanjuan took two candies, “I’ll go give one to my younger brother!”

Qin Mian glared at Qin Rou when she saw the candies, “Who asked you to spend money?”

“Sweets for the children, sister, you eat too,” Qin Rou peeled off the candy wrapper and fed the candy in her hand to Qin Mian’s mouth.

Qin Mian reluctantly ate the candy, and the sweet and milk fragrance in her mouth dissipated. Although her life was bitter, she still felt a little sweet in her heart.

She quickened her movement and laughed at her, “Eating sugar, sweeping dung and smelling bad.”

“Where’s my brother-in-law?”

“In the house, taking care of my father-in-law,” Qin Mian lowered her eyes, not wanting to say anything more.

Qin Rou didn’t ask again.

Her sister Qin Mian married into an intellectual family. Her brother-in-law Chen Mian was a teacher, and Qin Mian’s father-in-law was also a teacher at a university in Bincheng.

Qin Rou’s sister Qin Mian was from Chuanxiang. Their father died very early, and her mother found another man to remarry. At that time, Qin Rou was still young, and her mother only took Qin Rou, who was seven or eight years old with her.

You can find story with these keywords: Raising Babies in the 70s, Read Raising Babies in the 70s, Raising Babies in the 70s novel, Raising Babies in the 70s book, Raising Babies in the 70s story, Raising Babies in the 70s full, Raising Babies in the 70s Latest Chapter