Chapter 101

Shang Nanchen winked at Jing Xian and pulled Jing Xian out.

The conversation outside the room could be heard in the room. Shang Nanchen pulled Jing Xian outside and dared to ask her, "What's going on? Didn't we agree before that we would go check it out in the afternoon after dinner? Why are you regretting it now that I just came back?"

"Didn't you find anything when you came back just now?" Jing Xian asked him.

What else can you see?

Isn't that all?

Shang Nanchen was more careful than others. Just as he was about to speak, he noticed that there were many military dependents sitting outside. But what did this have to do with his father-in-law?

"There are just a lot of people sitting outside chatting, nothing else." Shang Nanchen was still worried that he had overlooked something, and he tried hard to think about it, but he couldn't figure it out.

Jing Xian felt that Shang Nanchen was sometimes just a piece of crap.

"The sister-in-law next door asked me if it was your brother who came. I said no, it was my dad, but she didn't believe it." Jing Xian looked at Shang Nanchen, and Shang Nanchen's pupils trembled visibly.

"My brother? Are you kidding?"

Shang Nanchen's eyes flashed with his father-in-law's face, and he suddenly fell silent.

He never imagined that his father-in-law would be said to be his brother.

Although he had never seen anyone who looked better than his father-in-law. How could a man who gave birth to a girl as beautiful as Jingxian be an ordinary person? And his father-in-law was very fair, as fair as Jingxian.

Jingxian doesn't look like her father-in-law, but her skin color is definitely inherited from her father-in-law.

I don’t know what kind of person my mother-in-law is to marry such a legendary figure like my father-in-law.

And he had been out in the sun for years, and also trained his soldiers himself, so it was impossible for him to do it in vain.

Jing Xian looked at Shang Nanchen innocently: "You should be content. Fortunately, he didn't say he was your brother."

Shang Nanchen: “…”

In the afternoon, Jingfeng took care of the children at home, and Jingxian found that he was quite skilled.

Jingfeng changed Xiaowu's diaper and looked up to see Jingxian standing at the door, looking thoughtful.

He has a lot of ideas in his mind, and he can tell what Jing Xian is thinking.

"Just ask whatever you want to know." Jingfeng is also a straightforward person.

Jing Xian felt uncomfortable as if she had been seen through. She walked in and deliberately cleaned the counter, saying, "I don't have any questions."

"Really?"

"No."

Jingfeng sighed in his heart. This is just a daughter. If it was a boy, he would definitely not have the patience. He would simply slap her on the head and tell her to stop dawdling and say whatever she wants to say.

If it were a girl, she would repeat what he said three times in her mind to see if it was appropriate.

If it's not appropriate, just don't mention it.

"I haven't been married for so many years." After all, he was talking about his private life, and Jingfeng felt a little embarrassed.

Jing Xian asked in surprise: "You haven't found a partner in all these years?"

"I have a date, but not a wife." Seeing his daughter frown, Jingfeng immediately added, "Don't worry, you are my only child in this life. All my inheritance will be yours."

“…”

Jing Xian rolled her eyes: "You don't look much older than me. Don't disbelieve me, or we can go out and ask the sisters-in-law outside. They will definitely say you are my brother."

She hates it most when people say the word death.

I especially don’t want to hear it from the people closest to me.

Jing Xian thought she was numb to the word death. Until this moment, she realized that she hated it, didn't want to hear it, and even got angry when she heard it.

Jingfeng looked at his daughter angrily, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"If you don't mind me being annoying, then I will try to live longer." Jingfeng couldn't stop the bright smile on his face.

Jing Xian couldn't help laughing, and she even said with deliberate disdain, "Then you'd better live a hundred years."

Shang Nanchen had just been promoted to division commander, and he had a lot of things to do, so busy that he couldn't get away at all.

After lunch, he learned that Jingfeng was not going to the army, so he had to go back and do his work.

Because Chinese New Year is coming.

Someone was taking care of the children at home, so Jing Xian started preparing the New Year's Eve dinner.

According to old Mongolian customs, the 29th day of Ramadan is the Mongolian Spring Festival, and every household prepares a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner.

They went out to eat yesterday.

Today is New Year’s Eve.

The dumplings for the 30th night are not ready yet.

After lunch, Jingxian started making dumplings for dinner.

She bought some pork and took the heart of a cabbage, chopped it up and put it aside. She cut the meat into strips and then into cubes and began to mince the stuffing.

The clanging noise soon woke up the two children in the room.

Jingfeng opened the door curtain, looked at Jingxian and said, "The child is sleeping, why do you have to chop the fillings for the dumplings at this time?"

"Let them wake up now. They've slept for three hours at a time. That's enough. They would wake up even if I didn't chop dumplings."

Jing Xian smiled and said to Jing Feng, "Dad, I'll have to trouble you to take care of the kids for a while longer."

"As if I wouldn't bring it to you if you didn't tell me."

Jingfeng was about to enter the house when Jingxian suddenly remembered the question she had just asked and she didn't get an answer at all.

She asked curiously, "You are not married and you don't have any children. How are you so skilled in taking care of children?"

Jingfeng's back stiffened slightly.

He turned his back to Jing Xian and said uncomfortably, "I took care of you for a while when you were little, and that's when I realized it."

"Oh, is that so?"

Why doesn't she believe it?

It should be strange for her to not hold a child for so many years, but her father obviously doesn't feel that way.

Jing Xian was cautious and didn't ask any further questions.

She prepared the dumpling filling and started peeling shrimps.

Jingfeng came out of the house and saw her peeling shrimps. He frowned and asked, "Why are you peeling shrimps?"

"Making dumplings."

"What was that you just did?"

"That's also dumpling filling!"

Jingfeng asked: "Why do you have two kinds of fillings?"

"Dad, it's not two kinds, it's three kinds." Jing Xian corrected.

"Is there not enough meat at home? Why do you prepare three kinds of stuffing?" Jingfeng had just returned to China and knew that the living conditions there were not good, so it was enough to just eat enough.

When he thought of his daughter suffering like this, he went outside to find the guards without saying a word and asked the guards to find a way to get the meat.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Jing Xian hurriedly stopped him, "You didn't think we didn't have enough meat, so you did this to me, did you?"

"Isn't it?" Jingfeng was very angry, angry at himself.

Why didn't he come back earlier!

Although Jingfeng knew in his heart that even if he came back, he would only bring trouble to his daughter instead of bringing benefits to her and becoming her support like he was doing now.

"Of course not." Jing Xian knew Jing Feng didn't believe her. Seeing Xiao Mao coming back from outside, she told the boy, "Xiao Mao, go into the house and look after your brother and sister."

"good."

Xiao Mao obediently went into the house to see the child.

Jing Xian called Jing Feng: "Come with me and take a look."

"What are you looking at? To see how shabby your house is? No one would believe it if you told others that a teacher lives in a house like this." Jingfeng didn't think much of it at first, but now he felt that his daughter's life was really hard.

"This house is great. It doesn't leak when it rains, and there's no need to worry about the house collapsing when it snows. It's not cold in the winter, nor hot in the summer, and there's a brand new wardrobe inside."

This is the only home Jingxian has had in her two lifetimes.

She thought that she would never forget this place as long as she performed for the rest of her life.

"You are so easy to please. When I go back this time, you can come with me to visit the capital. You still have a house there. It is the house that your grandfather left for me. Before I left, the house was changed to your name. After I came back, I lived there for a few days. I have asked someone to help repair it. You can move in directly. The yard there is much bigger than this one.

”

Jing Xian, who found out for the first time in her last and this life that she had a house: "..."

She suddenly stared at Jingfeng in a daze. In her previous life, she had not been able to marry Shang Nanchen, nor had she been able to meet Jingfeng. Maybe Jingfeng didn't know that she was his daughter.

Like grandma, I thought she was dead.

I won't look for her!

Jingfeng noticed that something was wrong with his daughter. He turned around and looked at Jingxian, and asked with concern: "Xiaoxian, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want dad to take you to the hospital?"

Jing Xian shook her head slowly, the sadness in her eyes gradually overflowing and enveloping her.

Jingfeng couldn't even notice it.

"Have you thought of something? Just tell dad directly, don't be afraid!" Jingfeng asked Jingxian with a serious expression.

The north wind hurts my face.

Jing Xian broke out in a cold sweat, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her eyes were filled with fear as she looked at Jing Feng. After hearing what Jing Feng said, she even subconsciously took two steps back, her resistance was very obvious.

Jingfeng frowned, did not step forward immediately, nor did he say anything, but waited quietly.

He didn't know what Jing Xian was thinking that caused her to feel this way.

All he could do was do nothing.

After a long while, until Jing Xian's fingertips were frozen and painful, she finally asked in a hoarse voice: "If you hadn't met me in the travel city, would you have come to look for me?"

"Of course I will. Do I even need to ask?" Jingfeng heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this.

It’s good to know the root cause of the problem. The real problem is not knowing it and being resisted.

He didn't want his daughter to have any regrets, so he told her his original idea: "Originally, I wasn't the one who came to the city this time. I took the initiative to ask to come here. I plan to take time out after finishing my work to go back and see you and your grandmother."

"What would you do if you heard that I died as a child?" Jing Xian asked.

Jingfeng said without thinking: "There is no possibility at all. You are so healthy and have no disease at all. How could you die? I left you money and let the best doctors take care of you and your grandmother. If you really died, do you think I would not investigate it thoroughly?"

"Why didn't you come to see me in your last life?"

"Liar!"

"They are all lies!"

Jing Xian's eyes were red, she screamed these words in her heart but didn't say them out loud.

Jingfeng looked at her red eyes and knew that his daughter must be worried.

"I will really look for you, and I have already sent someone to my hometown in advance." Jingfeng said, "If you don't believe me, you can call and ask now."

When he first came back, he couldn't go anywhere, but he couldn't wait to see the child he had been thinking about for twenty years, so he sent someone back early.

If the situation this time was not special and the person needed to send someone he could trust, it would not have been so easy for him to leave the capital.

The first thing he did when he left was to ask his people to look for his daughter.

Jing Xian believed him.

But why didn’t he show up in his previous life?

"I thought you would go back to me and grandma as soon as possible." Jing Xian couldn't ask directly, so she asked in a different way to get the answer she wanted to know.

Jingfeng didn't want to hide the truth from his daughter, so he said cryptically, "It was sheer coincidence that I was able to get out this time. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to get out now. It was also thanks to the food production in your military region that shocked the higher-ups, and the higher-ups played a game, and finally I was able to get this opportunity."

He said it lightly, but Jing Xian could hear that he was helpless but made efforts.

This life is different from the previous one.

In her previous life, she had no supernatural powers, no foresight, and would not have married Shang Nanchen, and naturally, she would not have doubled the grain production. Dad could not leave early and go back to find him.

Dad must have gone back later, but she might not have waited for him.

Thinking this way, Jing Xian felt relieved.

Dad would definitely know that she was not dead, and he would definitely be able to find out where she is.

She smiled and asked Jingfeng: "Dad, if you find out after you go back

I am already dead, and I was murdered by someone. Will you avenge me?"

"Do you still need to ask about this?" Jingfeng said viciously, "If anyone hurts you, I will make him pay back tenfold. Xiaoxian, you don't need to live in fear in the future. You can live with your head held high. Do whatever you want. Dad will be your strong backing."

Jing Xian suddenly felt relieved.

She continued walking towards the compartment, opened the door, walked in, and called Jingfeng to come in and take a look.

"Dad, there is not no meat at home, there is a lot of meat."

Jingfeng went in and saw that there was indeed a lot of meat: "Why did you put so much stuffing?"

"Change your taste. Aren't you tired of eating the same kind of dumplings?"

Jing Xian told Jing Feng to go back first, and she went from the backyard to the greenhouse, plucked a few green onions, and cut a bunch of chives. The chives were very tender, and there was no need to pick them. They just needed to be washed.

After she finished chopping the leeks and put them aside, she started to prepare the mackerel.

The villagers are now making money, and those who are better off can build boats and buy better nets. There are many kinds of seafood now, and Jingxian specially bought a lot of Spanish mackerel to freeze.

Jingfeng looked at her skilled movements and said distressedly: "Did you do housework every day before?"

"My grandmother is old, so I cook for the family. At that time, there was not much to eat. Later, when I moved to Jing Daming's house, they didn't allow me to cook. I started cooking after I got married." Jing Xian didn't want to lie to Jing Feng. She really had never cooked.

She couldn't talk about her past life.

But there are thousands of ways to complain.

"Didn't Jing Daming's wife teach you how to cook?" There is no child who grew up in the countryside who doesn't know how to cook.

The elders in the family must teach their children before they get married.

But Jingxian doesn't.

Jingfeng's face looked ugly.

"Oh, she only let me do housework, washing clothes, washing dishes, sweeping and mopping the floor, and she didn't allow me to eat much. I never had a bite of meat at home. My salary was only 18 yuan a month at that time, and they only left me 3 yuan, and the rest was taken away."

Jingfeng wanted to kill someone after hearing what he heard.

"Aren't you a student who is studying and a graduate of pharmacy class? Why is your monthly salary so little? Logically, shouldn't you get more than 50 yuan when you start working?" Jingfeng has not been doing nothing recently. At least he has learned a lot of things.

Jing Xian said in surprise: "You also know that I graduated from the pharmacy class?"

"Shang Nanchen said so."

"Oh, no wonder. I hadn't received my diploma at that time. Because I was assigned a job in advance, my salary was only 18 yuan. Before the New Year, I received my diploma, and my salary will change after I start working after the New Year."

Some people who are unaware of the situation think that she can get 80, but in fact she can't.

"How much money did Jing Daming take from you in total?" Jing Feng asked with a gloomy face.

"That's eleven months' salary."

"I will get it back for you. From now on, just buy whatever you want to eat. If you can't find it, tell dad and he will buy it for you." Jingfeng came in a hurry this time and didn't bring anything.

But it didn't matter, he had already called someone in the capital.

In two days someone will come with what he wants.

How could Jingfeng's daughter be so shabby!

Jing Xian curled her lips and complained bit by bit.

She really likes the feeling of being protected by her father.

Even though it was two lifetimes late, she was still happy.

"Dad, what kind of dumplings do you like?" Jing Xian looked at the dumplings that had been mixed and asked Jing Feng, "There are three kinds of dumplings: Spanish mackerel dumplings, pork and cabbage dumplings, and shrimp dumplings. Which one do you like?"

"I'm fine with anything. I'm not picky about food."

Jing Xian said, "Then I'll do more."

"Why should we do more?" Jingfeng said, then he remembered that he had four children at home. He nodded and said, "We should do more."

Jingfeng never expected that this would mean doing not just a little bit more.

He watched Jing Xian make hundreds of each kind of dumplings.

The dumplings are not big, each one is as big as a baby's fist. Each one looks like a gold ingot, round and very pleasing, and looks particularly festive.

"Is this enough dumplings?" Jingfeng stopped and prepared to wash his hands.

Jing Xian said, "It's not enough. One child needs at least 40 dumplings, if not 50. Add Shang Nanchen, and this amount of dumplings won't be enough. Make 50 more!"

Jingfeng: "Is he a pig?"

"Not really, but... I have a big appetite."

After Jingxian finished making dumplings, she went into the house to make milk powder for the children. The two children couldn't hold the bottles by themselves yet. Damao and Tiedan helped to support their younger brother and sister earnestly.

When Jingfeng came in and saw his two brothers working diligently, he thought that his daughter had a ready-made child to help take care of the child.

"These two little guys need help to hold the feeding ducks when they drink milk. If you were to feed the two children yourself, wouldn't you have to feed one in each hand?" Jingfeng asked with a smile.

Jing Xian said: "It's always like this at night. When one wakes up, the other wakes up too. I can only sit there and hold it in both hands."

"Being a mother is really not easy." Jingfeng looked at Jingxian and asked her softly, "Don't you want to know about your mother?"

"You will say it when you want to. If you don't want to say it, you won't say it even if I ask you. She left her child to you and she has never come to see me for so many years. Unless she has a reason why she absolutely cannot come to see me, there is no point in talking about her."

She is lacking love.

But she has been through so much and is no longer at the age where she can ask for anything.

Since becoming a mother, she has become more aware that no mother is willing to give up her child. If there is, it can only mean one thing: she does not love the child at all.

Jingfeng suddenly didn't want to say anything.

"Xiao Xian, from now on, your father will give you the love your mother has given you."

Jing Xian wanted to say no, but seeing Jing Feng's guilty look, she smiled and nodded: "Okay, then you have to work hard, and don't forget to give me some money in the future."

"That's for sure."

Whatever other people's children have, his daughter must have too.

It's almost time, Jingxian has to make dinner.

She cooked a large pot of boiled beef and even built a small stove with charcoal in it. The copper pot was gurgling and boiling all the time.

Jing Xian put carrot slices, radish slices, shrimps, and other miscellaneous lettuces in bowls.

I also specially cut pickled radishes, sour beans, sour peppers and so on.

"It's so delicious! It's like the southern hot pot." Jingfeng was a worldly-wise man. He sat on the kang with a glass of warm wine in front of him.

Jing Xian invited everyone to eat: "Hurry up and eat! The charcoal will be gone soon."

Jingfeng is the oldest, and no one else will move their chopsticks until he does.

He ate a piece of beef and immediately looked at Jing Xian in surprise: "This beef is really delicious!"

"It's the beef that Dad bought that's good."

Jingfeng was particularly happy when Jingxian coaxed him.

Fusheng took a bite of the beef and said excitedly, "Mom, this is really delicious! This has replaced the braised pork in brown sauce and has become my favorite!"

"kindness."

The other three guys were like supporting actors, all nasal, and while Fusheng was still talking, they buried their heads in their food. The other person who was concentrating on eating was Shang Nanchen.

Jingfeng’s appetite is not small, but he is far behind Jingfeng.

After the meal, he finally understood why Jing Xian made so many dumplings.

After dinner, Jingfeng and Shang Nanchen went to the troops.

The children went out to play, leaving only Jingxian, Xiaowu and Xiaoliu at home.

I don’t know if Xiaowu and Xiaoliu knew that today was Chinese New Year, but the two little guys didn’t sleep either. They were dancing and babbling.

Both of them were able to sit up.

Jing Xian was worried that they might hit their heads, and she didn't dare to take her eyes off them for even a second.

Before cooking the dumplings, Shang Nanchen and the others came back.

Shang Nanchen is very conscious

Boil water for cooking dumplings.

Before cooking the dumplings, he took out the hot water from the pot and asked Jingxian to wash her face, and poured another basin of water for her to wash her feet. After Jingxian finished washing, he washed himself.

After the water boils, cook the dumplings.

Jingfeng said to Jingxian: "Although this is your second marriage, your vision is still good."

Do you have good taste?

"It's fate!"

When she returned from rebirth, the first thing she wanted to do was to escape from the Jing family.

Shang Nanchen showed up at the right time and was able to take her away easily. She thought he had a good appearance and was a soldier, so he must be reliable.

That's why I married him without hesitation.

Jing Xian asked herself if she regretted it?

Her answer was no regrets.

But there are still some regrets.

She regretted that she was not the one who met Shang Nanchen at first.

But thinking of her age at that time, Jing Xian laughed again.

At that time, even if Shang Nanchen met her, he would definitely just treat her as a child.

After all, she really was just a child.

Thinking of this, Jing Xian burst out laughing.

Shang Nanchen came in and saw her smiling. He asked in surprise, "What are you thinking about? You are smiling so happily."