Mrs. Jiang takes 3 days off a month and goes home once a week on weekends.

Now that her drunkard husband knows that his wife can make money, he dare not scold her at will.

Following Ji Wanqing's advice, Mrs. Jiang secretly opened a bank account and deposited all the money in it.

She only took out 20 yuan a month, gave 10 yuan to her daughter for living expenses, bought some household items, and gave the rest to her husband.

Up to now, 껩 has a few hundred yuan in savings.

Now the country has abolished the policy of sending educated youth to the countryside, and as long as she has money to buy a job in the city, her two sons can come back from the countryside!

After school starts.

Ji Wanqing was busy attending classes and going to the research institute, and Jiang Che's transfer was announced.

——Returned to the Ontario Military District and took over the position of deputy commander of the 111th Regiment.

Although 꿫 is the deputy regiment commander, the 111th Regiment is the main force of the entire division and its value is completely different.

The two had never been apart from each other since they got married. Ji Wanqing hugged his thin waist at night and felt particularly reluctant to leave.

Jiang Che stroked her smooth hair, "Don't worry, my dear. I will work hard to gain merit in the army and strive to be transferred to Beijing to reunite with you and the children."

Ji Wanqing thought of the original plot, "Don't try too hard, you must be careful on the battlefield!"

"I know."

"When are we leaving?" Ji Wanqing asked.

"The troops are pushing us very hard. We may have to leave tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

“So fast!”

Jiang Che held the person in his arms tighter, "Well, the border has been frequently provoked recently. I guess once Teng takes action here, we will have to deal with them."

Ji Wanqing was already wondering if there was any other way to allow Jiang Che to bring the spiritual spring water to the battlefield.

In case of an emergency, it can temporarily save your life.

night.

While Jiang Che was sleeping, Ji Wanqing quietly entered the space.

After much thought, she decided to make some ginseng candy like she did with chenpi candy.

Mix the spiritual spring water that has been boiled with ginseng into maltose and boil it from thin to thick. Then put a ginseng beard in the mold, pour the syrup into the mold, cool it to harden, and then demold it.

First of all, sugar is a food resource that can quickly replenish physical strength, and it is perfect for emergency energy replenishment on the battlefield.

Secondly, with ginseng as protection, if something happens, Jiang Che will hold one in his mouth. Even if the doctor finds that he is out of danger, others will think it is the effect of ginseng.

Ji Wanqing made 200 thumb-sized plates at one time.

It's not a big deal when I'm boiling the syrup, but it's really troublesome when I'm removing the candies from the mold and wrapping them in candy paper.

Everyone who goes to the battlefield is a hero. She thought that if other soldiers besides Jiang Che were in danger of their lives, the better she would save them.

The next morning, she got up and made some beef sauce and pork sauce for Jiang Che to bring to the troops so that they could have a snack before meals.

The troops were indeed in a hurry and came to pick us up at noon that day.

Mrs. Jiang hurriedly helped to pack the luggage, while Ji Wanqing hurriedly put the meat sauce into an empty glass bottle, which used to hold canned fruit.

"Take this candy." Ji Wanqing instructed, "This is ginseng candy. It contains 100-year-old wild ginseng that can save your life. If you are injured on the battlefield, put one in your mouth to save your life first."

"I've prepared two hundred for you. You can share them with other comrades in an emergency, but you must keep five for yourself. Do you understand me?"

Ji Wanqing was afraid that he would sacrifice himself for others, so he gave all the candies to his comrades, and in the end he had none left.

"You still have me and the child, you must come back to see me safely!"

Listening to Qingqing's suppressed crying, Jiang Che held her tightly in his arms, stroking her back with his big hands, "I will, don't worry, I will be back safely."

Before parting, the two hearts beat together, quietly feeling this moment of tranquility.

"Mrs. Jiang, I'm going to trouble you with the household matters." Jiang Che held the bag tightly and entrusted her with the task solemnly.

Mrs. Jiang said hurriedly, "Don't worry, I will take good care of you!"

"Qingqing likes to stay up late and go to bed late sometimes. If you see that the light in her room is still on when it's too late, you can go over and knock on the door to remind her to go to bed early." Jiang Che instructed one by one.

"Yes, good."

"She likes to drink water when she eats, but she can only drink one cup of honey water per meal. She won't drink more than that."

"good."

"It's hot now, watch her order ice cream. She likes cold things and can't help herself when she eats this kind of snack."

Mrs. Jiang wiped her sweat, "...Okay."

"If she really wants to eat it, she must avoid eating it during her menstrual period. Also, when eating spicy food, she can't eat cold food, which is bad for her stomach."

Ji Wanqing held his forehead and said, "Alright! I can take care of myself! Go quickly, they are waiting for you outside the door!"

"Qingqing..." Jiang Che felt reluctant to leave even before she left.

Ji Wanqing picked up the child and waved her little paw, "Come, sister, say goodbye to daddy."

Jiang Che was helpless, "This is my brother."

He walked over and touched the child's head, "Xiaochen, you and your sister should not upset your mother, and be good and obedient at home."

Ji Wanqing glanced at the baby in Jiang Sao's arms, hey, the one in her hands is really my brother.

She is too young now, and it is hard to tell the difference between the clothes she wears and the ones she wears every day.

"How can he understand what you are saying when he is so young? Go quickly. Your guard has been standing at the door and looked into the house for the first time."

Ji Wanqing walked him out and watched Jiang Che get into the car.

"Does An know about this?" she finally instructed.

"Um."

As the car drove out of the alley, Jiang Chen in his mother's arms seemed to sense his mother's frustrated mood. His little mouth twitched, and he looked like he didn't know whether to cry or not.

Ji Wanqing hurriedly moved him out, fearing that he would cry again.

"How can a man like you be such a crybaby? Look at your sister. She smiles sweetly every day. Mom feels much better when she sees her."

Mrs. Jiang was very experienced in coaxing Jiang Chen. She held him in her arms, weighed him, and rocked him, and soon coaxed him into submission.

"Some children are more sensitive to adults' emotions, that's how it is," said Mrs. Jiang.

Ji Wanqing glanced at his son.

I'm a little worried what will happen if he still cries so much when he grows up.

After Jiang Che left, life became much duller.

But compared to when she was alone in the military area before, now she has two children and Jiang's wife at home. At least she is not too lonely and there is someone she can talk to.

Last year, the college entrance examination, the start of school, and classes were all in a hurry.

After such an emergency, order has gradually returned to the school this year.

All kinds of clubs were set up, sports meets were held, and there was a joint performance of five schools in mid-October, which gradually took on the shape of a future university.

The School of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering had been calling for this joint performance for several days, but except for one student from Shaolin Temple who said he could perform Drunken Fist, no other students signed up.

There's nothing we can do about it; this is how it is in a college with more boys than girls.

It's ok for sports, but it's a disaster for arts. You can't even put together a choir.

Dean Ye is anxious.