Chapter 21: Bells and whistles
Mrs. Wang had kneaded the dough and was about to make dumplings when the leader suddenly called for someone in the room.
"Old Wang, I can't find something. Please help me find it. I need it urgently."
"What?"
"You come first, and I'll tell you later."
The leader's tone was serious and a little anxious.
Mrs. Wang wiped her hands quickly and said, "Xiao Shen, you guys wrap it first, I'll be back soon."
The couple were in perfect sync with each other, and Mrs. Wang even closed the door when she entered the room.
"Your method is too old-fashioned. They are not stupid. They must know that you did it on purpose."
"What's wrong with being old-fashioned? As long as it's useful, that's fine."
"What's the use? You saw it. The couple ignored each other. If I hadn't mediated, they would have gone even further away."
The leader sighed helplessly, "No matter if it's unsophisticated or not, let's give it a try first. Xiao Jiang is not smart at all, just like a fool. Believe it or not, after dinner, he went back to the dormitory."
Mrs. Wang was skeptical, "But I think Xiao Jiang really cares about Xiao Shen."
"But it's not enough. Give them some time alone to cultivate their relationship."
Mrs. Wang was a little embarrassed. "Then we just wait for the food to come and eat it? Is this a treat or a job?"
"Young people are motivated, so it's okay to ask them to cook a meal. Don't be too formal."
"I think you have a big heart!"
"There's nothing I can do about it. It's his fault for not being smart. I'm so worried about him."
Mrs. Wang lay by the door, listening to the noise outside.
I didn't hear anything.
I couldn't help but sigh, "This couple is really holding their breath. They have been here for such a long time, but they haven't said a word."
"That's why we want them to spend more time together. Otherwise, one will stay in the dormitory and the other will stay in the guesthouse. Xiao Jiang will return to the team tomorrow. How long will it take for them to make any progress?"
Mrs. Wang thought there was some truth in it.
Marriage requires two people to work together.
Outsiders like them can give a push, but whether the final result is good or bad depends on themselves.
I just took out the wool and started knitting a scarf, and then went out when the time was right.
Shen Qingqing glanced at the closed door and thought, the intentions of these two people are too obvious.
No one was watching her, so she felt relaxed.
Jiang Zhixun rolled out the dumpling wrappers silently while Shen Qingqing was in charge of wrapping them.
She lives alone in Beijing and has a kitchen at home. When she feels like it, she will make dumplings to reward her stomach.
With skillful technique, the dumplings are round and plump.
Jiang Zhixun knew that Shen Qingqing could do housework. After not seeing her for three years, she had become more efficient at her work.
For some reason, I felt a little blocked in my heart.
"I'll help you move when you return to Beijing for the New Year."
Shen Qingqing was immersed in her own world when her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Jiang Zhixun.
"move place?"
"It's not safe for you to live outside alone. It's better for you to move back to the compound."
Shen Qingqing refused without hesitation.
"Not moving."
Jiang Zhixun's Adam's apple rolled, and he said in a gentle voice, "I will communicate with the elders."
In addition to safety issues, Jiang Zhixun has other considerations.
If she really had a child, she would have to work and take care of the child at the same time, and she would definitely be too busy to handle it.
The situation would be much better if we live in the compound and have the elders to help take care of the children.
Shen Qingqing said bluntly, "You are the source of my pressure, don't try to divert the conflict."
Jiang Zhixun has a very sour face.
"If you want, I will cooperate with you during the New Year holiday."
By then he will have to stay at home for at least half a month. As long as he works hard, he should be able to get pregnant.
If she can’t get pregnant… Jiang Zhixun frowned. Then she can only wait until the next time he goes home to visit his family and spend more time and effort on it.
Shen Qingqing was counting the days in her mind. The Civil Affairs Bureau was also closed during the Chinese New Year.
“How long can you take off?”
Jiang Zhixun's ears turned red as if they were about to bleed, and he said shyly, "One month."
The Civil Affairs Bureau will not take such a long holiday. One month is enough for them to complete all the divisions.
Shen Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief.
It can be seen that her mood has improved a lot, and Jiang Zhixun's mouth curled up.
After realizing what was happening, he quickly straightened his face again.
"No matter what our relationship is like, the compound is your home. It's not good for a female comrade to live outside alone."
Shen Qingqing didn't think it was bad.
"I go home to visit my elders once a month."
If she was seriously ill, or if Jiang Zhixun remarried, that would be a different story.
She has to put her own health first.
Those interpersonal relationships and so-called decency are nothing compared to health.
Once this matter is over, she will no longer force herself to do things she doesn't want to do.
Moreover, if Jiang Zhixun remarried, it would be better for her, as his ex-wife, to disappear from the public eye.
Knowing that Shen Qingqing was stubborn, Jiang Zhixun did not continue the topic.
When he returned to Beijing, he went straight to moving.
I heard that she moved all the things in the bridal chamber. Although the wedding was hasty, she still bought a lot of things.
Jiang Zhixun thought that he would have to drive to move everything when the time came, otherwise he might not be able to finish moving everything…
No one spoke anymore, but the atmosphere was obviously much better than before.
Mrs. Wang stayed in the room for more than ten minutes, but finally she couldn't hold her temper anymore and put down the work in her hands.
"He's old, and his eyesight isn't good. Even though the things are clearly on the table, he still has to look for them for a long time."
Shen Qingqing smiled, "Everyone gets confused sometimes, it's normal."
She worked quickly and in a short while, she had wrapped enough food for four people.
There is still a lot of noodles and fillings left.
Mrs. Wang went to make the dumplings, and asked Shen Qingqing and Jiang Zhixun to continue making them.
The weather is cold, so freeze the food you can’t finish and eat it later.
Shen Qingqing was in a good mood and worked with great enthusiasm.
She made dumplings in several different ways, each one more beautiful than the last.
Mrs. Wang exclaimed, "You are so skillful. Xiao Jiang is so lucky to marry you."
Jiang Zhixun glanced sideways and looked at the dumplings made by Shen Qingqing.
Some are shaped like willow leaves, ingots, and crescents. Each one has a round belly and looks very beautiful.
Jiang Zhixun caught a glimpse of Mrs. Wang's teasing eyes and immediately looked away.
"It all tastes the same once it's in the stomach, there's no need to make it so fancy."
When these words came out, Mrs. Wang's heart skipped a beat.
Something bad has happened!
He is a nice guy, tall, handsome, and a good pilot, but why can't he say nice things?
Shen Qingqing's expression didn't change. This man had said even worse things.
That day in the cafeteria, he said he had nothing to say to her.
Compared to that, Dianping dumplings are nothing.
In a light tone, "Then don't eat it."
Jiang Zhixun snorted, "I chopped the stuffing and rolled the dough, why shouldn't I eat it?"
"Eat all the fancy food without worrying about rotting your intestines."
Jiang Zhixun's mouth twitched, and he turned his head to look at Wang's wife, "Don't just scold me, criticize her too."
Mrs. Wang scolded him, "Who told you to provoke Xiao Shen? She didn't scold you, she has a good temper."
Jiang Zhixun used to think that Shen Qingqing had a good temper, but he no longer thinks so.
She's only been here for a few days, and she's already scolded him so many times!
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