It was true that Tian Wenjun supported her, but she still felt bad seeing how hard she worked.
Jiang Wanyu: "Sister, I think archaeology is great, and I think it's very meaningful."
"Yes, yes, as long as it's our Xiaowan's choice, it's a good choice.
I feel sorry for you. Ever since I took over this restaurant, I rarely go back to the compound.
It’s just that my husband comes here every weekend and says that Zhang Qingdong looks so pitiful now.”
Jiang Wan burst into laughter, stuffed a few wontons into her mouth, and took out a small cloth bag from her bag. It looked like it contained several kilograms of wontons. She put the bag next to the wontons and said, "I know he missed me, so I prepared a gift for him.
Sister, do you know what this is?"
Tian Wenjun was curious: "Is it a cultural relic?"
Jiang Wan was nervous: "How is it possible? That's against the law.
This is the thousand-year-old yellow soil that I brought out from the cemetery. It is so precious. Others want it but don’t have it yet.
This is thousands of years old loess.”
Tian Wenjun was stunned. She felt that Jiang Wan seemed more adorable than before after going out.
She is less delicate than before and more neat and domineering.
However, this gift is somewhat strange.
But what to do, she couldn't help but laugh.
In front, Chen Baoguo gave a kitchen knife, and in the back, Jiang Wan gave a thousand-year-old yellow soil.
Why are there more and more cute little ones around me?
Tian Wenjun stared at the cloth bag in front of him and said, "This soil...is it any different from the soil used to grow vegetables in the backyard?"
Jiang Wan even laughed at himself and almost spit out the wontons in his mouth.
Jiang Wan smiled and said, “It’s the same, there’s no difference.
The only difference is that this soil is next to the coffin."
Tian Wenjun originally wanted to touch it, but after thinking about it, she decided not to.
It makes me shudder just thinking about it.
But this girl is really brave.
Tian Wenjun asked curiously: "Aren't you afraid?"
"Don't be afraid. What is there to be afraid of?"
Tian Wenjun wanted to see Zhang Qingdong and Huang Tu's face. Just thinking about it made her feel like it was a scene of a meeting between these two funny guys.
Tian Wenjun smiled and said, "Eat quickly, then take the bus home early. Zhang Qingdong should be very happy."
I will drive for another ten days or so and then come back to celebrate the New Year.”
Jiang Wanyu: "Okay, sister, I'll wait for you in the courtyard."
Jiang Wan ate two bowls of wontons, and Tian Wenjun sent Jiang Wan on the bus back to the brigade yard before returning.
Longlong and Tiantian can now walk halfway by holding on to the table. They are wearing cotton-padded jackets and trousers made by Wang Yulian, so walking is a little strenuous for them. When spring comes and it gets warmer, they will feel better if they wear thinner clothes.
The second half of this year has been going pretty smoothly.
When Jiang Wan returned to the compound, the house was clean, but cold.
She went to the northwest and learned how to light a stove, wash clothes and cook for herself.
She only now realized that clothes should be soaked in water after being soaped before being washed.
As soon as she came back, she packed her luggage, lit the stove, washed clothes, and then made dumplings.
Zhang Qingdong came back alone, listless as usual.
The moment you open the door, warm wind blows towards you.
He was delighted and looked down. On the shoe rack beside him were Jiang Wan's small leather shoes.
Zhang Qingdong’s first thought was that his mother Xiaowan was back.
He was a little excited and called out, "Wife..."
Jiang Wan heard the door open, and when he poked his head out of the kitchen door, he was holding a spoon in his hand.
Her eyes curved and she smiled: "Captain Zhang, I'm back."
Zhang Qingdong grinned foolishly and strode towards the kitchen.
Jiang Wan ran out of the kitchen with a spoon in her hand and jumped directly into Zhang Qingdong's arms, even losing one of her slippers.
Zhang Qingdong: "Little girl, you finally remembered me. I missed you so much, please let me kiss you."
After saying that, Jiang Wan held Zhang Qingdong's face with a spoon in her hands and started to bite it.
This time, they haven't seen each other for almost a year.
Zhang Qingdong's heart was pounding and he was going crazy.
The two of them rushed around in the living room, and Zhang Qingdong directly carried Jiang Wan into the room.
Jiang Wan patted his shoulder and panted, "Stop making trouble. I made dumplings for you. Let's eat first."
Zhang Qingdong: “No, it’s been a year.
You heartless boy, you left me and ran away for a year. If I hadn't asked someone to find out where you were, I would have been eager to go find you.
This is your punishment.”
Jiang Wan missed him too. Zhang Qingdong smelled like earth.
How long has it been since he last took a shower?
However, at this moment, the two of them were like newlyweds, and they were burning with passion. Zhang Qingdong didn't even want to eat dinner. He just wanted to eat her alive.
Soon, the room was filled with the sound of two people kissing each other.
The moment he entered, Zhang Qingdong felt an unprecedented sense of belonging that filled his empty heart.
He could still tolerate seeing her once every six months.
Now they only see each other once a year, and he misses her day and night, thinking about her to the point of going crazy and dying.
When he was not by his side at night, he realized how cold a bed was and how long a night was.
Anyway, it's very hard to bear.
Jiang Wan also pestered Zhang Qingdong, the two of them interlocked their fingers and sank into the bed.
After a long time, the sky outside the window darkened and the two men finally rested.
Zhang Qingdong clamped Jiang Wan's legs together, preventing her from moving.
Jiang Wanyu: "Captain Zhang, I'm hungry."
Zhang Qingdong grabbed a cigarette from the bedside table and lit it, staring at Jiang Wan with his deep eyes and a smile.
Jiang Wan frowned, turned over and pressed on him, the quilt was pushed up to her slender waist, looking particularly beautiful.
Jiang Wan pinched Zhang Qingdong's unshaven face and said, "It's been almost a year since we last met. You look older and you don't even know how to shave."
Zhang Qingdong smiled and said, "You don't have to, I'm too lazy to clean it up, and no one will see it even if I clean it up.
You're back now. After dinner, I'll clean up in the evening.
You don't, I smoke one when I'm alone and miss you."
Jiang Wan pinched his chin and spoke in a rather fierce tone.
"I'm back now, and you're still smoking?"
Zhang Qingdong smiled and said, "A cigarette afterwards is better than being a living god."
Jiang Wan reached out to twist the flesh on his waist, but his waist was all muscle and as hard as rock and couldn't be twisted.
Zhang Qingdong took two puffs and stopped smoking. He put out the cigarette in the ashtray on the bedside table.
It was late at night, and when he couldn't sleep alone, he would just smoke a few puffs.
Now that his wife is back, he stops smoking.
The two of them took a break for a while before getting up, washing their hands, cooking dumplings and eating.
Zhang Qingdong looked at the dumplings on the chopping board and realized that Jiang Wan's dumplings were more beautiful than before.
Also, she knows how to light the stove.
The clean clothes were being washed on the balcony, with water dripping off.
Zhang Qingdong felt distressed because his little girl had learned how to work and take care of herself by following him.
He didn't want her to do this, but she still took this path.
Zhang Qingdong didn't know what she would face in the future, but what he could do was to try his best to let her learn to take care of herself.
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