Director Zheng is actually a good guy. He has been doing political work in the army for decades. He rarely has conflicts with others and rarely speaks so seriously about others.
Tian Xiao'e was stunned.
Finally, Tian Xiao'e stood up and bowed to Director Zheng, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."
Director Zheng said with a straight face, "Why are you saying sorry to me?"
Tian Xiao'e turned to apologize to Lu Jian'an again, "Captain Lu, I'm sorry."
Then the man ran away.
Director Zheng looked unhappy, and said with a twitch of his lips, "Sorry, we didn't do our job well and caused you trouble."
After Director Zheng left, Song Nanting breathed a sigh of relief, "It's really awful."
I thought I could just enjoy the show quietly, but I almost got caught.
Lu Jianan opened the lid of the pot with a normal expression, and a strong smell of pickled cabbage wafted into his nose.
At this time, the sauerkraut has absorbed the fat from the pork belly and tastes sour with a hint of fragrance.
Song Nanting couldn't wait to grab one, and the fragrance instantly filled the air as she took a bite.
Look at the bun with a hole bitten in it. The sauerkraut has become shiny after being soaked in oil, and the vermicelli has absorbed the oil and the sour taste of the sauerkraut. One bite of it makes you feel so satisfied that your whole body feels relaxed.
"How is it? Does it taste good?" Hua Yingyue said as she took one.
Song Nanting didn't bother to answer, she just raised her hand and gave a thumbs up to show her approval of Baozi.
At this time, Lu Jianan opened the lid of the pot again and started to scoop out millet porridge. Yams were also put into the millet porridge. The yam was chopped into small pieces and mixed with the millet. You are in me and I am in you. It smells sweet.
Lunch was served, each person had a bowl of millet porridge, and in the middle there was a bowl filled with some cleanly peeled garlic cloves, which went perfectly with the big buns.
Song Nanting had a big appetite to begin with, and she had just wasted so much time without eating, so she started eating the buns non-stop.
Seeing that he had eaten eight, Hua Yingyue looked a little scared, "Nanting, you're not full yet?"
Song Nanting blinked and her face turned red. Aunt Song chuckled, "Let her eat. When she wasn't pregnant, she could eat seven or eight at a time. Now that the mother and daughter are eating, she must eat even more. Look at her, she eats so much but doesn't gain much weight. I don't know where all the food went."
Song Nanting nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes."
Hua Yingyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry. If this happened in other families, they would probably suspect that her as the mother-in-law loved her daughter-in-law so much that she ate too much.
After lunch, the second pot of big buns came out of the pot.
Even though they made nearly eighty buns, Song Nanting ate twelve, Lu Jianan also ate twelve, Hua Yingyue ate two, and Aunt Song, who had a good appetite, only ate four. It was useless for Niu Niu to wake up from her sleep, so she could only drink some millet and yam porridge while smelling the sauerkraut buns.
After lunch, Auntie Song planned to take Niuniu home. Hua Yingyue picked up ten buns for her to take with her. "You can just heat them up in the evening. Just make less."
Aunt Song was embarrassed to eat and take, so Lu Jianan said, "Godmother, just take it. You should accept the gift from your daughter."
At this point, Aunt Song didn't act pretentiously. She just picked up the buns and held Niuniu in her arms and went out.
Niu Niu is almost one year old. She is chubby and looks like she is about to leave. She even waves to Song Nanting.
Song Nanting saw them off and waved, "Goodbye, Niuniu."
Just as I was about to go home, Zhao Jiazhuang, who lived across the street, came out with his younger brothers and sisters.
The ten-year-old boy had grown a lot taller. When he saw Song Nanting, he rolled his eyes and walked away without looking back.
Then Tian Xiao'e ran out to chase them. Zhuangzhuang shouted to his brothers and sisters and ran away. Tian Xiao'e couldn't catch up at all. In the end, she only caught her youngest daughter.
Tian Xiao'e hugged her little daughter and started crying. Zhuangzhuang and the others looked back at her and said, "If I continue like this, I will write a letter to my grandmother and ask her to raise us."
Tian Xiao'e was so angry that she went crazy. "You forced me, you forced me."
Song Nanting hurried home.
No one can judge right or wrong in this kind of thing. Tian Xiao'e just wants to find someone to rely on, Zhuangzhuang and the others don't want a stepfather, and Xu Hongbo doesn't want a dangerous family.
Is there anything wrong with this?
No one is wrong, the fault lies in the cruelty of the mission.
If Zhao Daqiang was alive and well, none of this would have happened.
In fact, there were many widows of martyrs who remarried on the spot in the military compound, but none of them made such a mess as Tian Xiao'e.
Her behavior was so chaotic that it was hard to feel any sympathy for her.
The weather was getting warmer. By the middle of March in the lunar calendar and April in the solar calendar, Song Nanting's due date was not far away.
Hua Yingyue had already dragged Lu Jianning through the vegetable patch in the yard. When a drizzle came, Hua Yingyue said happily, "It's just right that the weather is clear now so we can sow the seeds."
Song Nanting touched her belly and said, "We can also go up the mountain to pick mushrooms."
After she finished speaking, Hua Yingyue looked at her with burning eyes and said, "You can't go."
Then he said happily, "I can go. Don't worry, I will definitely be able to pick a lot of mushrooms for you."
It rained all day and the ground was too wet to grow vegetables. A day later it still wasn't possible, so Hua Yingyue happily carried a backpack and went to pick mushrooms with Aunt Song.
Lu Jianning looked eager to go, "Sister-in-law, my classmates said they also want to go up the mountain to play, can I go?"
Song Nanting looked at him and said with a smile, "No."
"Sister-in-law..." Lu Jianning always felt that his sister-in-law was easier to talk to than his brother, so he couldn't help but say something nice and act coquettishly.
Song Nanting's face suddenly turned cold. "Lu Jianning, I told your teacher that if you dare to skip class or don't study hard in class, let her tell your brother."
Hearing her say this, Lu Jianning was stunned, "Sister-in-law...how could you let the teacher talk to my brother?"
Song Nanting found his wrinkled and shrunken features interesting and couldn't help but smile and said, "Of course it's to make you study hard and become a pillar of the country as soon as possible."
These are all false, and are the awareness that we should have on the surface.
But the actual reason is that this year is already 76 years old, and the college entrance examination will be resumed in October next year.
During this period, both junior high and high schools were two-year programs. Lu Jianning was in the first grade at the age of eight, and now he is in the second semester of the sixth grade. Next fall, he will be a second-year student. Is the college entrance examination still far away?
Not far away.
Song Nanting herself was limited by her education. She only attended senior citizens' college for two years in her previous life. It was impossible for her to know so much in this life without any reason, and she did not expect to go to university.
But Lu Jianning is different. He doesn’t want to be a soldier, so the best way out is to go to college.
Song Nanting reached out and patted the boy's thin shoulder and said, "Come on, Jian Ning, don't waste your time."
The thirteen-year-old boy couldn't fully understand these words, and now he just felt like a pill.
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