Chapter 50 Knock! You are a jerk
"good."
Cheng Hanzhang had almost finished his meal, so he stopped bothering her. "It's getting late, and I have things to do in the army. I'll go back first. The mountains are high and the roads are long, and it's inconvenient to get electricity. I wish you all a happy new year in advance."
He stood up and put on his army green cotton coat: "See you after the New Year."
Qin Xiaoye: "..."
knock!
Cheng Paopi, you are full, but you don’t even look back to see if I am full. The potatoes are stewed soft and tender, and mixed with rice, they are fragrant. She even wants another bowl.
Jiang Wanwan noticed that Qin Xiaoye was still not full, so she kindly reminded him, "Comrade Qin doesn't seem to be full yet, would you like another bowl?"
Qin Xiaoye's eyes narrowed with joy, and he was about to nod and say yes, yes, yes.
Cheng Hanzhang put on his cotton military cap and said in a warm voice, "I've already eaten three bowls. If I eat any more, I'll be like a pig."
Qin Xiao also had a curse word that he didn't know whether to say or not: "The captain is really as good as a god, half immortal in the world, I am indeed full."
After Cheng Hanzhang said this, Jiang Wanwan didn't know what to say.
Qin Xiao was also unhappy and cursed, "You are the pig!"
Cheng Pig!
You sickly guy, do you think everyone has no appetite like you?
Qin Xiao had no choice but to put on her clothes. She turned up the collar of her coat and tried to wrap the scarf around her neck, but the clothes were thick and heavy. She had been feeling a little uncomfortable in her lower abdomen recently, so she didn't dare to stretch her arms. She tried to wrap the scarf around her neck twice but failed.
She felt a little annoyed and was about to stop wrapping it, but Cheng Hanzhang helped her wrap the scarf around it.
"Let's go."
The man's voice was very soft and came from behind. The scarf was wrapped around her neck, entangled with Qin Xiaoye's heartbeat. She suddenly fell silent and walked out with an expressionless face.
Jiang Wanwan smelled something wrong from these two people.
Shen Yejun drank a little too much and staggered to his feet. Shen Xingjiang helped him up. Shen Yejun was happy: "My eldest son has grown up."
I drank too much and couldn't help thinking about the past.
Shen Xingjiang grew taller than other children and was precocious, but sensible and considerate. He never went home to make trouble because other children in the production team called him a wild child without a mother.
He, Shen Yejun, is incapable of it.
The woman he liked was pregnant when she came. He smoked dry tobacco all night and told his family the next day that he would marry her. After marriage, she refused to let him touch her, and she ran away with someone not long after she gave birth.
But the first word the child learned was 'dad'.
Shen Yejun sent Cheng Hanzhang to the car, and watched the car leave. He smiled bitterly, touched the back of his head, and scratched his hair.
“Eh…”
Shen Xingjiang's body was not fully recovered yet, Jiang Wanwan helped Shen Xingjiang back to the house. Shen Xingjiang's wounds were almost healed. He enjoyed the feeling of being close to Jiang Wanwan and put most of his weight on her.
Shen Yejun: "Son, I have something to tell you."
The days are short in winter, and the sky is gray when it is not snowing. The mountains in the distance are shrouded in flying snow and grayness, cold and without temperature. The Chakar Production Team is covered in heavy snow, a silvery white. Silver frost hangs on the branches of poplars and willows, and the sky and the earth are shaped by ice and snow.
Shen Yejun looked at the scenery in front of his house, he sighed with emotion, turned around and went into the house first.
The table had not been cleared yet, there were a few potatoes left on the plates, and the rest of the dishes had been mostly eaten. The firewood in the stove was crackling, fermenting the smell of wine in the house.
Shen Yejun entered the room and sat at the table. He poured himself a cup of wine and drank it.
Jiang Wanwan and Shen Xingjiang also entered the house. Jiang Wanwan closed the door, and the cold white gas visible to the naked eye slowly dissipated in the house.
Shen Yejun turned his back to them: “Cheng Hanzhang is here to recognize your relationship with you.”
Shen Xingjiang was not surprised: “Yes.”
"You are not my biological son. Your mother married me when she was pregnant with you. I like her, but I was a coward and didn't keep her. If they want to claim you back, you can go with them. I think Captain Cheng has a good family background." Shen Yejun looked at the wine glass, his eyes red.
He had almost forgotten what the woman looked like, he only remembered her name, but this son...
Shen Xingjiang let go of Jiang Wanwan's hand and sat next to Shen Yejun. Although he couldn't drink alcohol, he still poured a little bit of white wine and drank it.
"No, if I leave, no one will burn paper for you when you die."
"If you have a son, your son will take care of the important things in life. If you don't have a son, your nephew will take care of it... You have a son."
'You have a son', these four words completely dispelled Shen Yejun's anxiety and torture for many days. He knew the child he had raised, and Shen Xingjiang was a person who valued promises the most.
Shen Yejun smiled and shook his head: “Dad is incompetent. He wants to keep you by his side, but he’s afraid of delaying you.”
Jiang Wanwan disagreed: "Who said that? You are obviously the best father in the world. You never make things difficult for us and you always protect us. My father is gone, and you are the only father we both recognize. If you don't want us, we will be left without a father."
“Hahaha…” Shen Yejun’s worried face suddenly broke into a full smile. He looked at the table full of dishes and said, “Okay, if you recognize me, I will eat and drink well and take care of your children in the future.”
It’s great that his son and daughter-in-law only recognize him. He, Shen Lao San, has not lived his life in vain!
Jiang Wanwan nudged Chen Xingjiang with her elbow: "What are you standing there for? Help dad go back and rest."
The kang in the west room of the third room was not heated, so Shen Xingjiang sent Shen Yejun to the room of Old Man Shen and Old Lady Shen.
Jiang Wanwan took the opportunity to take the dishes outside. The first and second rooms had already prepared the meal, and the kitchen was empty. Jiang Wanwan boiled a pot of warm water and put the dishes in the pot. She pulled up her sleeves to wash them. Shen Xingjiang walked in from outside. He pulled Jiang Wanwan's hand out of the pot and helped her roll down her sleeves.
"Go back to the room and rest. I'll wash it."
Jiang Wanwan wanted him to rest more, but before she could say anything, Shen Xingjiang gave her a cold look and said, "Don't do heavy work during your period. Wash your face, brush your teeth, and rest under the quilt."
"Miss Jiang, you are my wife, not an old maid I brought in to serve me."
Jiang Wanwan blushed slightly: "I see, can't I go now?"
With him helping to warm her up, her stomach didn't hurt at all.
Shen Xingjiang bent over to wash the dishes. He knew all the farm work and did it very cleanly. Jiang Wanwan watched from the side for a while and couldn't help but hugged his waist from behind.
"Hubby, you're so nice."
…
On the way out of the production team, the wind was freezing cold.
Qin Xiao was also concentrating on driving. The road out was not easy to drive on. There was heavy snow and the car would easily slip on the snow, so she drove very slowly.
Cheng Hanzhang sat in the passenger seat, his head against the window, squinting his eyes and looking forward: "Qin Xiaoye, you have been in a bad mood recently."
Smooth?
It would be strange if it could go smoothly!
He asked her to find a woman every day, but she was not Monkey King who could conjure one for him: "Well, I'm not in a good mood recently, please don't mind, Captain."
Cheng Hanzhang was silent for a moment, then tilted his head to look at Qin Xiaoye.
His men had lost some weight recently, their hair had grown a little longer, and they looked... more feminine.
"Why am I in a bad mood?" His intuition often reminded him that Qin Xiaoye's unhappiness came from him. When it was serious, Qin Xiaoye would feel full of resentment when staying by his side and wished to stay away from him.
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