Smelling this heady smell, Jiang Ningning couldn't calm down, and began to look closely at the layout of the Jiang family.
The Jiang family's living room is spacious and bright, and is decorated in a homely style.
In the middle is a set of handmade wooden sofa chairs, and opposite is a brown-red chest of drawers with a radio on top. On the white wall next to it, there are awards for advanced individual models and a photo.
As if possessed by some strange force, she stood up and went forward to take a look.
The photo was a family portrait, with the couple standing side by side, with their youngest daughter in the middle. The family of three is enjoying themselves, and a strong sense of happiness can be seen from the photos.
She was so absorbed in staring at the photo that she didn't even notice when Jiang Sheng came in.
"It was Yaya's fifth birthday and she wanted to take a photo. When the typhoon came, her mother insisted on taking the photo with her."
Hearing this, Jiang Ningning was overwhelmed with emotions. She couldn't tell what she felt for a moment, and half-closed her eyelids. "Before my dad disappeared, he also promised me to take a family photo."
"But he broke his promise..."
Her long, thick eyelashes trembled, and half of her face was pale.
Weak, pitiful and helpless.
At that moment, Jiang Sheng's heart tightened, and reason and emotion were pulling at the limit in his heart.
He felt as if he was caught in an airtight net, with guilt, fear, and a guilty conscience all flooding into his heart.
Facing such a weak Jiang Ningning, how could he explain that Jiang Ming was not missing, but had definitely died ten years ago.
Besides, he can't say it!
"Feel sorry!"
As if she had lost consciousness, Jiang Ningning turned her head, the corners of her eyes were as red as blood, "I just looked at you and thought of my dad."
A tear suddenly slid down from the corner of his eye and hit Jiang Sheng's heart heavily.
His eyes were full of despair and deep admiration.
boom--
His rationality collapsed instantly. Jiang Sheng thought of Jiang Ming holding his hand tightly, and repeatedly told "Ningning" to "go see her for me".
The father and daughter's eyes suddenly overlapped.
Jiang Sheng's throat tightened, "Son, your father..."
"Dad! I heard from the Party Secretary that Aunt Jiang is coming to visit our house?" Yaya's excited voice rushed in from outside the door.
Jiang Sheng paused abruptly, turned his head to avoid Jiang Ningning's gaze, and the truth that surged up his throat was very awkwardly turned in his mouth, "I heard that your father is a martyr, how unbelievable!"
Jiang Ningning felt quite regretful.
In just a dozen seconds, Yaya ran in and enthusiastically took Jiang Ningning's hand.
I noticed that her eyes were red and her bright face was wrinkled. I asked worriedly, "Aunt Jiang, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Jiang Ningning calmed down and smiled to comfort her: "Thank you, Yaya, Aunt Jiang is fine, I'm just a little carsick."
Yaya's eyes widened: "Then I'll make you some malted milk!"
For a normal child like her, if she is sick, she can drink a bowl of sweet water and feel better. If that doesn't work, she can drink more.
"Dad, the bath is ready." Jiang Sheng handed the ceramic jar to Jiang Ningning.
Put several spoonfuls of malted milk in the cup. It has a strong aroma and is thick and sticky.
Once people feel guilty, they will constantly want to make amends.
Jiang Sheng is in this state of mind now.
"The old hen at home is not sick. Ask your mother to kill it and entertain the guests at noon."
Yaya's eyes sparkled with green light, and she couldn't help swallowing her saliva. She ran out with all her might, shouting excitedly, "Mom, kill a chicken for us!"
Afraid that Jiang Ningning would worry about the chicken, Jiang Sheng explained: "The hen is kept for laying eggs. It is usually kept alone in a cage and not raised with other roosters."
"How often do your other chickens get sick? Is it the same in the village?" Jiang Ningning frowned slightly.
Jiang Sheng nodded. "It has been sick for several days. The old branch secretary used a loud speaker to publicize in the village that all sick chickens should be handed over to the government for unified treatment, and lime water should be distributed to disinfect the chicken coop."
"That's not right," Jiang Ningning's eyebrows jumped, "Yesterday Guan Wenxue bought a chicken from your village. It's very likely that it was a sick chicken."
Hearing the name, Jiang Sheng's tongue pressed against the back of his teeth, and a hint of hatred flashed quickly in his eyes.
But he remained calm and continued, "Really? You can't eat sick chicken like that. It will upset your stomach."
At this moment, Manman, with a ruddy face, ran in, grabbed Jiang Ningning's hand and walked out, "Mom, come quickly, Comrade Heidan bought two super big fish!"
The small fishing village relies on the sea for its livelihood. After the tide recedes, the fishermen have already taken their boats to the sea to fish.
Normally, all the salvaged items would be handed over to the brigade for distribution by the team leader.
But after the typhoon, the villagers suffered heavy losses and some families were so poor that they could barely survive. So the old branch secretary discussed with the cadres and decided to turn a blind eye.
In the yard, Xia Xia picked up a branch and gently poked the fish in the basin.
Those were two fat, round and flat turbots. If steamed fish were ranked in Jiang Ningning's mind, turbot would definitely be the ceiling.
It is soft, chewy and elastic, with thick and tender flesh and high content of gelatin. It has a very good effect of moisturizing the skin and beautifying.
The key is that it has no thorns and is very suitable for children to eat.
Jiang Ningning turned her head to look and met a pair of black eyes.
The man had a blank expression on his face, standing straight as if he was in a military posture.
But Jiang Ningning inexplicably saw the eager look in those deep eyes, and her red lips couldn't help but curled up, "Great job!"
Huo Donglin raised his fist and pretended to cough twice, his voice still faint: "Eat one at noon, and take one back in the afternoon."
But her ears couldn't help but turn red.
Manman jumped up instantly as if he had discovered a new world. Before he could say anything, his mouth was blocked by toffee.
The father and daughter stared at each other.
After having a simple lunch at Jiang's house, Jiang Ningning could no longer find an opportunity to meet Jiang Sheng alone, and she felt a little regretful.
He parked the car at the family compound and waited for the mother and two others to get out of the car. Then Huo Donglin started the jeep and left without stopping.
It takes half a day to complete the task, but fortunately the rescue workers have gathered their energy to finish it in the past few days.
The second floor of the family compound was bustling with activity at this time, with voices of crying and shouting seeming to break the sky.
Master Qiao saw her bright and beautiful sister who was his best friend at first sight, and walked up to her with a wink, and stuffed the melon into her hand, "The female comrade who quarreled with you this morning, she's in big trouble!"
It was the first time that someone stuffed a melon into Jiang Ningning's mouth. It felt very novel. Eating melons instantly overcame 깊's motion sickness. She asked while eating, "What's going on?"
Master Qiao raised his short and thick eyebrows and said with great joy, "She bought the sick chicken from somewhere, and after Widow Shi said a few nice words to her, she was given a big chicken drumstick and a bowl of chicken soup."
Chicken is so precious these days that adults are reluctant to drink the soup and leave it all for the children.
The result is a hornet's nest.
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