Zhao Changqing had a stern look on his face, and the children ran away in fear after being scolded by him.
Just as Zhao Changqing breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Jiang Zhiying say with disdain, "Dad, do people here like to bully others? They're really going too far."
Zhao Changqing: “!!!”
Who is this fat girl hinting at?
You couldn't have said that on purpose for him to hear, right?
No, she's only four years old, how could she be so cunning? He must be overthinking it.
But this is really harsh.
"Ahem," Zhao Changqing coughed awkwardly, "Kids are usually quite naughty."
Jiang Zhiying glanced at him and said, "I'm not naughty because my parents taught me well. Are they so bad because no one taught them?"
Zhao Changqing: “!!!”
Why is this fat girl so difficult to deal with!
How did Jiang Shixun teach her!
Zhao Changqing was almost depressed to death, but then he saw Jiang Zhiying hiding near Jiang Shixun, looking scared.
What's going on?
Could it be that you were scared by him?
He didn't do anything!
Looking at Jiang Zhiying's pitiful appearance, Zhao Changqing suddenly felt guilty. How could he care less about being angry with Jiang Zhiying?
Jiang Shian looked at Jiang Zhiying eagerly, his big eyes full of curiosity: "Are you Zhuzhu?"
He just heard her call daddy!
Jiang Zhiying smiled sweetly at him: "What's your name?"
Jiang Shian couldn't help but laugh as well, saying, "My name is Jiang Shian, and my parents call me An'an."
Jiang Zhiying asked: "Can I call you An An?"
Jiang Shian didn't react and nodded subconsciously: "But..."
Jiang Shixun couldn't listen any longer and quickly interrupted his silly brother: "Zhuzhu, don't bully your uncle."
After that, he lectured Jiang Shian: "An'an, she is your niece Zhuzhu, you should call you uncle."
What does it sound like to call someone An An?
It's like calling him younger brother.
Jiang Shian looked at Jiang Shixun with sparkling eyes: "Brother."
He was not dreaming, his brother really came to see him!
I also brought my little niece along.
He is so happy.
Jiang Shixun nodded at him, picked up the bag that Zhao Changqing brought over, and asked Jiang Shian: "Well, where are my parents? Let's go back first."
Jiang Shian said obediently: "They went to pick herbs."
Jiang Shixun understood as soon as he heard it.
The ancestor of the Jiang family was an imperial physician. Later, he almost met with disaster in the palace, so he changed his career to start a medicine business and stopped practicing medicine to avoid bringing disaster to his family.
However, those who are talented in the family will still learn medicine.
However, he never practiced medicine, and his medical skills gradually fell into disrepair. By the time of his generation, only the basics were known.
Of course, he himself was not cut out for studying medicine.
However, the Jiang family is quite familiar with medicinal herbs and once had a special medicine garden.
Unfortunately, due to the subsequent war, almost all of those medicinal gardens were destroyed in the flames.
Jiang Shixun knew that Jiang Fuguo and Shen Wanqing planted some medicinal herbs at Hope Farm.
There was an old doctor who was also sent down to the farm before. He was a very good doctor, but he only stayed for a few years before leaving.
He was very optimistic about the medicinal herbs grown by Jiang Fuguo. After he left, he contacted this side and asked them to plant more medicinal herbs and he would send someone to collect them.
The farm leaders attached great importance to this matter and specially expanded the area of medicinal herb cultivation and asked Jiang Fuguo to help supervise it.
Since then, Jiang Fuguo and Shen Wanqing's lives have become much better.
But the two of them always kept a low profile, for fear of being targeted.
Jiang Shixun thought for a moment and said to Zhao Changqing, "Comrade Zhao, please tell my parents. I'll take them to the cowshed first."
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