When Chen Jianguo came back, he saw the dumplings neatly arranged on the table like a parade. The corners of his lips twitched, and he took off his hat and hung it on the wall near the door.
"daughter in law……"
He called out softly and looked around the room and kitchen, but couldn't find Xu Zhaodi.
Strange, where did the people go?
Are you going to look for Jiang Wan?
Chen Jianguo wanted to go downstairs when he heard a child's sweet laughter in the backyard. He went to the window and looked down. He saw Xu Zhaodi with her trouser legs rolled up, turning the soil with a hoe.
Chen Jianguo shouted downstairs.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Xu Zhaodi heard the noise and looked up, meeting Chen Jianguo’s frown.
"What about turning the soil?"
Chen Jianguo said sternly: "Come back quickly, I will turn it over when I am done with this work.
I see you just can’t sit still.”
Xu Zhaodi could clearly hear some displeasure in Chen Jianguo's voice. This guy is getting too bold, isn't he?
How dare he yell at himself?
Jiang Dahai, who was in the living room, heard the two men's voices, stood at the window, and said with a smile: "Hey, why are you doing such rough work? You should let your old Chen do it."
Xu Zhaodi saw that Jiang Dahai was a troublemaker, so she stood aside to watch the joke. She said with a smile, "Our old man Chen has been working hard enough in the team. What's wrong with me taking care of some of the family affairs?"
Jiang Dahai was speechless for a moment. He wanted to make some jokes, but the couple worked together and faced the outside world in unison, so he couldn't sow discord.
Chen Jianguo upstairs heard this and said, "Jiang, go and die in peace."
Jiang Dahai sighed and turned away from the window.
Xu Zhaodi looked up and smiled, squatted down to pick up the stones, scraped the dirt off the hoe, and left the backyard.
Feng Xueyan and her two siblings also went home.
As soon as Xu Zhaodi entered the door, Chen Jianguo took the hoe from her hand and handed her the hot towel he had just washed.
"Wipe your face with it. Your period is coming. You're back and you're just taking a break. You're making dumplings and turning the soil. Are you made of steel and concrete?"
Isn’t it?
Aren’t women in our country made of steel and concrete?
However, Xu Zhaodi only mentioned this in her heart.
She changed into slippers and wiped the dirt off her pants with a wet towel.
Xu Zhaodi said, "I can't rely on you for everything, right?
I have to think about you too.
I'm going to wash my hands and cook dumplings."
Chen Jianguo followed behind him and asked, "Have you prepared for the evening show?"
"It's ready, just wait and see."
After washing her hands, Xu Zhaodi went into the kitchen to boil water and cook dumplings.
Chen Jianguo stood aside, bowed his head and said with a smile: "Wife, can you tell me in advance what song you are going to sing?"
"I won't tell you, you'll find out tonight."
"Be so mysterious..."
Chen Jianguo kept chattering while Xu Zhaodi smiled gently, and the two of them were busy in the kitchen.
When Zhang Qingdong came back, Jiang Wan had already learned how to cook glutinous rice noodles, and she threw some radish into the noodles.
As soon as Zhang Qingdong entered the door, Jiang Wan came out of the kitchen carefully carrying noodles.
"Brother, you are back. Try the noodles I cooked. I guarantee you will enjoy them."
Zhang Qingdong paused. He didn't expect her to come back so early today.
He had been feeling weird these past two days, and kept thinking about the scene of him falling into her arms that day.
Zhang Qingdong was distracted for a short while. When Jiang Wan went into the kitchen to bring another bowl of noodles, Zhang Qingdong went to the dining table and took a look. The noodles were drizzled with red oil, sprinkled with chopped green onions, and there was a fried egg on the side. It looked like it would taste pretty good.
This bowl of noodles made Zhang Qingdong feel a little dazed and a little distressed.
She should have been living a life of ease in the south, but she came here to find me and now she has even learned how to cook noodles.
Jiang Wan put down the bowl and saw that Zhang Qingdong didn't move his chopsticks. He thought that he disliked the noodles he made and didn't want to eat them.
"Brother, why don't you eat?
You try it and watch it eat, it will surely taste good.
Just have a taste.”
Zhang Qingdong came back to his senses: "I'll eat."
As soon as he sat down, Jiang Wan held the bowl with her left hand and stirred the noodles with chopsticks in her left hand. Zhang Qingdong's eyes fell on her left index finger, on which there was a one-centimeter knife wound with blood.
Zhang Qingdong frowned and suddenly grabbed Jiang Wan's left hand.
"What happened to your index finger?"
"It's okay, I just accidentally cut it when I was cutting the vegetables."
Jiang Wan was raised in the arms of her parents and her own grandmother. She was a flower in a greenhouse, and when she was little, she was unwilling to walk even when there was mud on the ground.
If she had been hurt anywhere at that time, she would have cried her heart out.
Now, she could even ignore such a big cut.
Thinking about how badly she fell last time, she just endured it without crying out in pain.
This girl has really grown up.
Jiang Wan wanted to pull her hand back, but Zhang Qingdong held it even tighter.
Zhang Qingdong said, "Follow me."
He pulled her into the room, took a small box from the table, and found gentian violet and gauze in it.
Jiang Wan understood his meaning and said, "I'm not in pain.
I can’t bandage it. I have a performance with Sister Zhaodi tonight, and I won’t be able to play the accordion if I bandage it.
Anyway, there is no bleeding now, you see."
Jiang Wan pulled his hand back and shook it in front of Zhang Qingdong.
Zhang Qingdong asked, "Does it hurt?"
“It was a little painful when I first cut it, but it doesn’t hurt at all now.
Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm going to have dinner now."
The two returned to the dinner table again. Zhang Qingdong felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he couldn't tell why.
He just felt that Jiang Wan had to leave as soon as possible.
If she didn't leave, she would only get hurt more.
She doesn’t belong here.”
Jiang Wan thought of Zhang Qingdong's concern for her just now, and stared at the noodles with a silly smile.
Brother Qingdong still likes me, maybe in a few days, they can be together happily.
Jiang Wan took a bite of the noodles; it was sweet and salty, the taste was indescribable.
“Pah, pah, pah…”
She quickly spit it all out, her little face wrinkled.
Jiang Wan said: "Brother, stop eating, this noodle is too disgusting."
Zhang Qingdong took a bite and said calmly: "No, I think it tastes bad, maybe you put the wrong seasoning in the bowl.
How about this, let me eat these two bowls, and I’ll make them again for you after I’m done.”
"Don't eat it either. I'll make another bowl."
Jiang Wan got up and went to the kitchen again. Zhang Qingdong took a sip of noodles. The taste was a little hard to describe, but they had eaten raw rat meat when they were out on missions, so this was considered delicious.
Quickly, he ate both bowls of noodles.
Zhang Qingdong went into the kitchen to cook noodles for Jiang Wan again, not noticing how protective and self-righteous he was being towards Jiang Wan.
Jiang Wan ate the noodles cooked by Zhang Qingdong with a bright smile on her face.
"Brother, the food you cook is a hundred, a thousand times better than the food I cook."
Zhang Qingdong smiled subconsciously and asked, "How about me and Brother Chen's wife?"
"You two cooked delicious food."
Zhang Qingdong felt satisfied when he saw her eating happily and smiling happily.
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