Married to a Disabled Man in the 70’s - Chapter 2

After slowing down, Su Jiao Jiao: “What are you? What the hell?”

I didn’t seem to expect that the other party would be this reaction, and the voice was somewhat lost and wronged: [Host, this system is called the matchmaker system. Inspirational match between men and women in the gas field becomes the most loving couple! Different missions will be released according to the needs of the host and husband, and rewards will be given…]

At the end, the small system adds a sentence: [The host can be called Honghong, or a lady, you can do it! 】

Su Jiao Jiao: “…straighten your tongue!”

【……Oh. +++Mobile phone reading visit m.mtlnovel.com] The small system should be lost.

Su Jiao Jiao ignored it and understood what the voice said. She was trying to suppress her joy, and her legs could not help kicking up.

As an ordinary person, she really likes the golden fingers in the novel. She once dreamed that she had room to put a lot of things in, but unfortunately she woke up with nothing.

Now because of a strange wearing of books, there is an extra gold finger? !

It’s just that the surprise came too quickly. After Su Jiao’s brainless ecstasy, he subconsciously thought of the anti-goldfiction novels he had read before, and he was a little scared: “You guys are regular? There won’t be anything to occupy the host (body Shen) Is it a matter of body? Is there a complaint channel?”

Matchmaker System: […]

Does it feel offended and does not believe them?

The matchmaker’s swollen voice became more crisp and tender: [Of course we are regular! Host please see! ] Speaking of this, a blue (color) translucent panel appeared in front of Su Jiao’s eyes, with simple personal information on it:

Host: Sujiaojiao

Currently available materials: none

There is also a mall next to it, open it and see a bunch of good things, including modern things!

The most important thing is… there is really a complaint button in the lower right corner!

Su Jiao Jiao tried to reach out and click, the matchmaker system was stunned, and he cried out in the next second: [Woo…what did I do wrong, do you want to complain to me? Host, people will change it! 】

Su Jiao took back her hand and listened to the cry of the child in her mind, as if she was abusing the child, and quickly explained: “No, I am curious.”

The matchmaker system suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and also sniffed nose very flexibly, whispered: [Master, I will publish the task for you, do you earn money by completing the task? 】

Distract her and she won’t want to complain.

After the complaint, the system will be locked up for many years!

This is the first time it has been hosting the system and doesn’t want to be screwed up so quickly!

Su Jiao nodded vaguely: “Well, come and give me a try.”

The matchmaker system was very happy and crisply said: [Task 1, the husband and brother are sweating for your new house. In return, please give mung bean soup to the person who is helping the host couple repair the new house. Reward: marriage fund 2 yuan] At the same time, The panel that has been in front of her has also changed, and these large letters appear directly.

Repair a new house?

By the way, in the memory of the original owner, Song Qinghan was sent back by a car, and he was the driver. He ate a dinner and left early the next day, but within a few days four people came to help him repair the house. It is estimated that I knew Song Qinghan was abandoned by his father and mother and came to help.

He couldn’t live in this house at all. Once it rained, there was heavy rain outside, and there was light rain in the house. When the original owner saw him live here, he was more determined to retire.

But the system didn’t go out, only binding to know this, indicating that it is more powerful than Su Jiao’s imagination!

Su Jiao looked at the task and looked forward to it with some skepticism: “Really rich? Can it be used in this world?”

Can such good things really fall on her head? Two yuan is not much in modern times, a bottle of water is gone, but at this time, you can buy a lot of things!

For the things in the mall, using the price of this world, two yuan can buy a good pair of shoes.

The matchmaker system emphasizes: [Really! 】

Su Jiao Jia smiled extremely happy, holding her face and expecting: “Can you bargain?”

The matchmaker system was dumbfounded: [What? 】

“How about the two dollars that are rewarded become three dollars?”

[…No! 】

“Okay~”

******

It’s lunch time now. Even if Su Jiao wants to do a task, it’s not good to go at this time, just (dry gan) crisp (sleep Shui) take a nap.

At two o’clock in the afternoon, Su Jiao Jiao was woken up by the horn in the village and knew it was time to go to work.

The original owner does not need to go, just need to bring the children at home, so Su Jiao Jia wanted to continue to rest for a while, and waited for almost mung bean soup.

Unexpectedly, Su’s parents took their son and daughter-in-law to go out, and Su Zhengyang came back soon, and said to Su Jiao: “Jia Jiao, someone from Song Qinghan’s comrades is helping to repair the house. A soup is sent to people, at least the etiquette is coming, have you heard it?”

Sujiaojia almost laughed and replied with joy: “Hole.”

Su Zhengyang thought that it would take a little more time to speak, and was about to say a few more words, he heard the answer, and froze again. When did her daughter talk so well?

Although she is a pro-girlfriend, Su Zhengyang still wants to say that Jiao Jiao has always been used to washing her clothes and is always reluctant to be lazy.

Is it completely fate?

He didn’t think so much, and reminded: “Jiao Jiao drinks more himself, if he doesn’t have enough, he will drink more water.”

“I know.” Su Jiao Jiao responded crisply.

Su Zhengyang left at ease, grinned, and his eyes narrowed into a slit. As long as his daughter-in-law could live well with her son-in-law, he would be fine as long as he had two more sons!

This (shen) body dad’s idea Su Jiao Jiao didn’t know at all. Just because the tasks overlapped, she didn’t have to feel embarrassed. When the time came, she said directly what her dad ordered.

She climbed up beautifully and took out the sugar locked in the cabinet from her father and mother’s room. The original owner’s parents didn’t hide the thing from the original owner, and she knew where the key was.

Mung beans are brewing in the kitchen, and they can already be cooked.

It’s just… burning fire…

Su Jiao Jiao wrinkled her small face with a match to make fire, but this thing just fired the fire and soon burned into her hand, she was afraid, she extinguished it early, and went to order the next one.

The five-year-old Dabao heard the movement, rubbed her eyes and came to see this scene, shouting: “Aunt, you can’t do this, wasting firewood, was seen by (milk Nai) (milk Nai) to scold!”

Su Jiaojia shrank her neck guilty: “Would you like to try it?”

Dabao immediately ran over and took it happily, while whispering, “Aunt, can the mung bean soup give me a sip?”

In the past, my aunt never gave them sugar water, but today’s aunt looked kinder, and he couldn’t help asking.

“Of course!” Su Jiao Jiao nodded with a smile.

“Wow!” Dabao was immediately happy, and his hands and feet ignited the fire.

Su Jiao Jiao went to wash the pot and add water. It’s not difficult to do these things, that is, some weight is not in place. However, Song Qinghan’s house is on the edge of the village, plus everyone is working, there should be five or six people, For those who work from home, two pots should be enough.

…

Half an hour later, the sweet mung bean soup boiled, it was hot.

It’s May now, and it’s afternoon again, when the sun is shining and it’s quite hot.

Su Jiao thought that it was impossible to let (dried gan) people live hot in this weather, so he deliberately discarded a lot of energy from the yard well and brought cold water together to use the cooked mung bean soup (dried gan) The large net bowl quickly cools down.

Repeat this twice, until the mung bean soup cools down completely, and then pour it into the thermos. Of course, before that, pour a cup to Dabao.

“Aunt, this mung bean soup is really delicious!” Dabao took a sip carefully, and it wasn’t good enough for her, turning around in the same place, her smile was very bright.

Su Jiao Jiao proudly smiled: “That is, this is aunt’s cooking!”

She cooks so badly because she hasn’t done any serious cooking, but this time the mung bean soup has given her great satisfaction.

He explained that Dabao was optimistic about his two younger brothers at home, and Su Jiao went with two insulated pots.

*****

On the side of the village, Song Qinghan’s new home.

The four middle-aged men were sweating and sweating, shirtless, dark, and full of speech: “Is this good technology? Look at this new tile, beautiful!”

“What’s the matter with you? This is the tile I bought!” Another man with a rough throat responded angrily.

Others also laughed (cha) and ridiculed, and the atmosphere was lively, that is, sitting in the shade of the yard, and some gloomy young people’s lips appeared a little smile, not much, but they didn’t seem so cold. .

Su Jiao Jiao came here at this time. She only started to get nervous when she came to the door. She didn’t dare to go in directly. Instead, she looked at the head of the courtyard to observe the situation, and then saw a few shirtless men. She suddenly lowered her head awkwardly. , Small voice: “Hello…”

Suddenly, the soft and soft female voice surprised several big men and looked at each other. Then one of them hurriedly pulled his clothes on and put them on two or three times, and went to the gate of the courtyard with black and red faces. At first sight, she was a pretty girl. , Speaking stuttered: “Yes, is there something?”

Su Jiao Jiao passed the pot forward and said with a smile: “My dad asked me to send mung bean soup to you. It’s already cold. Drink it quickly. I’ll come and get it later.”

Zhang Zhuang Mumu took the kettle, but he hadn’t responded yet. Another young man with a more flexible mind, Jiang An, had come dressed and smiled to stop Su Jiao, who wanted to go. “It’s the future sister-in-law, thank you for your trouble. Going away, come and sit and sit, just as we are tired, we plan to rest.”

“No need.” Su Jiao quickly shook her head.

“If you want it, go for a walk, sit inside, and get the sun outside. It will hurt when the sun is broken.”

“What? Future sister-in-law?”

The other three were surprised, and the two in the courtyard looked at Song Qinghan subconsciously.

Song Qinghan also froze for a moment. It has been five days since he came back. He hasn’t seen Su Jiao, has he come now?

But Zhang Zhuang reacted and immediately said: “Sister-in-law is good, sister-in-law, please come in!” After shouting to the other two, “Hurry up, don’t stain your sister-in-law’s eyes!”

“Well, the sister-in-law comes in, we are dressed.” The other two also cooperated, dressed in two or two, and frowned at Song Qinghan: “Brother, the sister-in-law is here and I will give you green bean soup!”

Song Qinghan’s eyes gleamed, her lips squeezed and she didn’t speak, let’s see what she wanted to do.

…

The four of them, with four open mouths, were too enthusiastic. Sujiao Jiao thought it was quite easy. After giving something, she wanted to leave. Who knows, she was just thrown away by a duck, and entered the yard under their siege and urging.

The yard is very small, with two rooms and a hall inside. The only open space is all kinds of materials. Several bowls filled with water are on the side bench. There is still a lot of dust on the bench.

The four young men stood tall, dark, and slightly blinded, and Su Jiao, who was slightly blind, failed to distinguish who they were.

But when she looked at the handsome young man sitting in the shade in the corner, she felt her eyes light up.

The young man was about 20 years old, and his skin was slightly darker, but his facial features were much deeper than ordinary people, with his sword eyebrows, high nose bridge, thin lips, slightly squeezed, and the feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away, plus The face shape of the inverted triangle, the jaw line is very beautiful, because it is too thin to look too strong.

At this time, he was sitting on a reclining chair with two crutches on his hands. His legs were bandaged, and one of them seemed not to be seriously injured. Therefore, he should wear shoes and should be able to walk.

This should be Song Qinghan, the original owner’s vision is really good!

Su Jiao looked at him for a while, and then he just met his eyes. On this hot day, he instantly felt cold. He always felt that the eyes were too sharp and deep, as if to uncover the hidden thoughts in her heart.

She suddenly lost her mind and asked quickly: “Red, he knows the system?” Do you know that I want to complete the task for money? 】

If two people in this system know, how embarrassing it should be.

Fortunately, the matchmaker system is very powerful, and immediately replied: [If you don’t know, people will be bound to the host. 】

Su Jiao Jia was relieved and straightened a lot. He pointed to the pot in the hands of the young man: “That… my dad asked me to bring mung bean soup over.”

Don’t let her take the pot back, the task has not been completed yet!

The other four immediately saw that the situation was wrong and hesitated. Jiang An ran past and hesitantly asked, “Brother, is this the future sister-in-law?”

Don’t admit the wrong person!

Song Qinghan nodded with a stretched face.

Several people immediately relaxed and laughed: “Hard sister-in-law, let’s drink quickly, but this is the mung bean soup sent by the sister-in-law.”

Saying that Zhang Zhuang had opened the kettle, the other three hurriedly handed over the bowls and waited. Soon, one person per bowl, Jiang An took the first sip, tasted the sweet taste, and was pleasantly surprised: “Sister-in-law, sugar is added Yeah?”

sugar?

Song Qinghan gave her a vigilant glance in suspicion. In his cognition, Su Jiao Jia was reluctant to give others sugar water to drink.

I still remember that when I came back last year, she was holding sugar water to show off. Her two scoops were next to her, thinking about being able to take a sip. She pushed the person away, and cried out regardless of the two children’s pain. Say that this sugar can only be given to them if she can’t drink it, and they are not allowed to ask for it.

He looked fresh in that look.

It is estimated that the comrades tasted a little sweetness, exaggerated deliberately?

Su Jiao Jiao was so distracted by Song Qinghan’s eyes, but he nodded with a smile when facing the soldier with a bright smile: “You are tired, drink some strength.”

“Thank you sister-in-law!”

“Not tired or tired.”

“This thing is not exhausting for our training.”

A few people said a word and waved their hands indifferently.

Song Qinghan: “…” Hypocrisy!

He glanced at the hot guys who were talking, and his eyes narrowed slightly. For the first time, he knew that these brothers would be so popular?

He was keenly aware of the coldness of Jiang An’s cool behind his face. When he looked at it, he saw the boss’s face (color) seemed to be unhappy. He subconsciously looked at the beautiful sister-in-law around him and reacted quickly. Sorry, just patronizing yourself, you drink too.”

With that said, he poured Song Qinghan a bowl and delivered it to him.

In the face of the enthusiasm of his comrades-in-arms, Song Qinghan paused, but in the end it was the kindness of others, he still took it, and said to the girl who was listening to his teammates bragging: “Thank you.”

With a hard voice, Sujiaojia almost thought he was collecting debts, and wanted to say whether he should stop drinking, anyway, it was not for him, but for his comrades.

However, Song Qinghan drank a large mouthful of mung bean soup after finishing his speech. He wanted to quench his thirst. Who knew that the tongue touched the mung bean soup, and he immediately tasted the sweetness in it, which made him feel a little bit greasy and crooked, and the cold temperature. Lowering my stomach, I immediately felt comfortable, and the heat around my body seemed to dissipate a lot.

It’s just… there really is sugar? !

Song Qinghan’s hand holding mung bean soup stiffened there, and his ears were hot.