Manman is a polite child who never embarrasses his mother. He wipes his tears while greeting her, "Hello, Auntie," and then emphasizes in a baby voice, "We are born by our mother, not picked up from the garbage dump."

Obviously, he is still upset about what those bad kids said in the family compound.

The cold air rushed into his throat, and he couldn't help but let out a loud burp.

He covered his mouth in embarrassment.

Being interrupted like this, he couldn't cry anymore. Seeing her brother's silly look, Xia Xia, who was standing beside him, gradually stopped sobbing.

The two little guys were soft, nestling in Jiang Ningning's arms without moving, with their hands grasping her clothes.

Her eyelashes were still shrouded in tears and her nose was red. She looked both pitiful and adorable.

Lin Xiaoyan even wanted to have a child on the spot.

"Hurry up and change the children's wet clothes. I'll go get them a basin of hot water to wash them. Otherwise, they'll get a cold if they freeze."

After saying that, he opened the tent and ran out in a hurry.

“A-choo!”

“A-choo!”

The brother and sister sneezed once.

Jiang Ningning quickly took off all the clothes and stuffed them into the sleeping bag.

The ginger soup roasted on the charcoal basin was just hot enough to be poured into another clean ceramic jar.

I tasted it myself first and estimated that it was around 40 degrees, which was just the right temperature.

Ginger soup is only effective when it is drunk hot.

Although the smell was unpleasant, the two kids didn't complain at all, nor did they grumble or throw a tantrum. They just pinched their noses and drank it obediently.

Jiang Ningning is both proud and distressed about their understanding.

"Hot water!" Lin Xiaoyan was really strong. She carried a full bucket of hot water in one hand, and the other hand was not idle either, holding a large wooden basin.

There is a saying in the army that you should not offend the cooks.

These things were difficult for Jiang Ningning to find, but they were quite easy for her. Her eyes sparkled, "Do you want me to help wash them?"

The two kids shyly huddled in their sleeping bags.

Jiang Ningning couldn't help but kiss her.

The four exposed ears trembled and turned red immediately.

"Thank you so much, Xiaoyan. You must be tired after running around. Sit beside me and have some candy and dried meat to rest for a while." Jiang Ningning was not stingy at all. She took out some dried fruits and pastries from her backpack and put them on the table.

She, and the two pairs of big, blinking eyes in the sleeping bag.

Her eyes were full of undisguised admiration and gratitude for herself. Lin Xiaoyan peeled off the candy wrapper and put it in her mouth in a daze, almost floating to the sky with the sweetness.

Ahhh, so cute!

Seeing her eating candy, Jiang Ningning smiled.

It was not difficult to bathe the two children. Except for the parts on their backs that were out of reach, Jiang Ningning's help was not needed at all.

Ten minutes later, two steamed dumplings were wrapped in the sleeping bag.

"I'll go get some water." Lin Xiaoyan took the initiative to stand up and help.

As soon as I picked up the wooden basin, I heard a babyish voice exclaiming: "Mom, Aunt Yan is so strong. I want to be as strong as her when I grow up."

"!!"

The tone of voice in the tea is her, Jiang Ningning's son!

Jiang Ningning gently scratched the guy's nose, and when she looked up, she saw that Lin Xiaoyan was already walking with her hands and feet timidly.

At night, the mother and her two children squeezed into 께께's sleeping bag.

They were all thin, just enough to fit in, and were wrapped tightly on all sides, not letting in any air.

There seemed to be two heat sources around her, and Jiang Ningning broke out in a sweat soon after she lay down.

Smelling the milky scent on the cubs again, she suddenly laughed out loud.

"Mother?"

Xia Xia and Man Man raised their heads.

"Mom is so happy. In the evening, she still regretted not being able to hold the babies to sleep tonight. She never thought that her beautiful dream would come true now."

The corners of the guys' mouths curled higher and higher, and they glanced at each other secretly.

Mom didn't blame them!

Mom is so nice!

The tense nerves were completely relaxed, and the dumplings fell asleep with sweet smiles.

Soon, shallow breathing sounds were heard in the tent.

Jiang Ningning suddenly put away her smile, hugged the sweet-smelling cubs, and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

The next day the sky was still gloomy, but the rain stopped.

The typhoon's strong airflow was weakened layer by layer by the influence of the central mountain range of the island, and continued to move northward along the coast.

Compared with the islands, Jiangcheng was hit harder, especially the surrounding villages along the long coastline.

"It is said that several villages were submerged by the waves, the pigs raised by the commune were swimming in the water, and the survivors barely escaped by climbing on the tops of tall trees."

"I thought the island front was dangerous enough, but I heard in the telegram that it was even more dangerous over in Jiangcheng. They moved the battle line several times in the middle of the night. As soon as I sat down, the sea water rushed to my heels."

"The typhoon must have been frightened by our revolutionary will and fled to the island. Jiangcheng was severely affected by the disaster, which must be because they were not firm enough."

Jiang Ningning, who was standing by to queue for food and happened to hear this, said: "..."

I didn't dare to correct that idiot.

A typhoon is a typhoon that moves in the atmosphere. Its path may change at any time due to the influence of factors such as the complex atmospheric environment.

Huo Zhanji saw that she was holding two aluminum lunch boxes, and his eyes flickered slightly: "Secretary Jiang, you have a really good appetite. You look so thin, can you finish it by yourself?"

Waste is the most shameful behavior.

Many people turned back.

As soon as Jiang Ningning heard it, she knew what he was up to. He just wanted her to take the initiative and admit that she would bring the baby to work. What's the big deal?

"My son and daughter came to the front line to see me last night. This is enough for three people."

Hearing this, Huo Zhan Ji showed an expression of condemnation, "This behavior is too abominable! Flood relief is a major matter concerning the safety of people's lives and property. How can it be treated as a joke? Secretary Jiang, you are too sentimental."

He finished his condemnation from a moral high ground, but unexpectedly, Jiang Ningning suddenly covered her face with shame and cried.

It’s ugly to see others cry, but not Jiang. When she cries, her eyes are like pear blossoms in the rain, which is pleasing to the eyes.

He became more and more convinced that Jiang Ningning had no real talent and only relied on her face to get to where she is today.

They are all junior staff, why are their salaries and benefits three times as much as his!

There are also goddesses who were locked up for investigation because of her...

He couldn't help but sneer: "With your chicken claw-like wrists, can you carry sandbags or swing a hoe to dig ditches? Women should stay at the stove and don't come to the front to cause trouble."

He didn't notice that when he finished saying this, many comrades at the scene frowned.

"You're right! I'm so ashamed."

Jiang Ningning clenched her fists and sighed in the wind: "Donglin was involved in the rescue work the night the typhoon landed. The next day, I took the initiative to ask Mr. Xue to come to the front line. My two children, who were only four years old, followed the rescue vehicle in the middle of the night and vowed to protect the base. Our whole family is on the front line to rescue people. They are really outstanding."

After a pause, she turned around and asked with an exaggerated expression: "Comrade Huo Zhanji, how many people are there in your family? Are you the only one here? I am too kind-hearted. I feel ashamed for you."

Huo Zhanji: “…”

Everyone: “…” It seems there’s nothing wrong!