Chapter 121 Sheep

Jing Xian couldn't help but smile and said, "Of course you can, but you have to sit down first, Grandpa?"

Xiao Mao immediately went to support old man Xie: "Grandpa, please sit down here and let my mom show you. My mom is very good. She is very good at everything she does."

Jing Xian never knew that she was such a powerful existence in the heart of Xiao Mao, who was not good at speaking but knew everything.

When Mr. Xie saw his two precious grandsons, he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

"Comrade Jingxian, thank you two so much. If it weren't for you two, Da Mao and Xiao Mao wouldn't have grown up so well. They look better now than when they were with us." Although Grandpa Xie is a cultured man, he is not good at dealing with people, and his words are particularly simple.

Jing Xian said hurriedly, "Big Mao and Little Mao have helped me a lot. When I gave birth to the child, they helped with the housework. Now they can even cook. I hope you don't blame me for calling the children so much."

Mr. Xie immediately said, "If they follow us to the countryside, they will do the dirtiest and most tiring work every day, eat the least food, and may not even eat meat for half a year. They won't even have a good place to sleep, let alone study. But if they help you take care of the children, they can not only eat meat every day, but also have enough food and good clothes to wear. Not to mention cooking, even doing more work is what they deserve."

The only thing their youngest son had achieved in his life was to have such good comrades.

Even though he sacrificed his life for the country, the country did not give up on his descendants and found such a good family for them.

Old Mrs. Xie was wiping her tears and holding her eldest grandson's hand, refusing to let go.

Jing Xian looked at Mr. Xie who was too excited and changed the subject, saying, "Grandpa, the past is the past. Everything will be fine in the future. Let me check your body to see if you have any damage. If you have, make up for it as soon as possible. You can check on Da Mao and Xiao Mao in the future. Otherwise, what will they do if they marry an unreliable daughter-in-law?"

Mr. Xie didn't want to trouble Jingxian at first, but when he heard what Jingxian said, he suddenly felt a lump in his throat. He asked Jingxian what to do without saying anything.

"Just put your hands on the table."

Thank you, Mr.

Jingxian takes the old man's pulse.

She frowned slightly, and after a while, she took her hand back and said to Mr. Xie, "You are in good health. The damage is not too serious. You should take good care of yourself. Auntie, let me take a look at you, too."

"I don't need it. I haven't suffered much." Old Mrs. Xie didn't want to lend a hand.

Damao said beside him, "Grandma, just take a look and let my brother and I feel at ease."

"See, otherwise you won't be able to hold your great-grandson." Mr. Xie also said this, and then Mrs. Xie came over, sat on another chair, stretched out her hand and placed it on the table.

After Jing Xian finished examining Old Lady Xie, her brows were furrowed.

She wanted to find paper and pen, Xiao Mao quietly put the notebook and pen in front of her. Jing Xian glanced at Xiao Mao, who stood by and watched silently.

She wrote a prescription on it and handed it to Xiao Mao: "This is your grandma's medicine, and this is your grandpa's medicine. Take it for a month first. I'll come back after a month to see if you need to change the prescription. In addition, you should also take good care of yourself. Medicine is not as good as food, so you must eat well."

Xiao Mao put away the notebook and pen and said solemnly, "Mom, thank you."

"Are you being polite to me?"

Jing Xian rubbed his head, and Xiao Mao's ears turned a little red.

Mrs. Xie and Mr. Xie looked at Jing Xian, wanting to say something but hesitant, but in the end they didn't say anything to spoil the fun.

"I'm going to cook. You guys are going to eat at home today."

Old Mrs. Xie stood up and planned to keep Jingxian here for dinner.

Mr. Xie said, "I'm going to buy some groceries."

Damao stopped him and said, "Grandpa, you don't need to buy food. We brought a lot of food from home, which is enough."

"Then buy some meat and a chicken." Mr. Xie was happy and turned around to go out.

Xiao Mao said, "I'll go buy it."

"You don't know where it is, and you don't have

Money." Grandpa Xie's children and grandchildren feel sorry for him, but he also feels sorry for his grandchildren.

Jing Xian winked at Jing Feng, and Jing Feng finally spoke: "Thank you, brother. Just listen to me and sit here and rest peacefully. Don't worry about anything."

"That's right, Grandpa, you sit down. I'll help grandma cook when I get back from shopping." Damao pushed Grandpa Xie to sit on the chair and was about to take his younger brothers and sisters out to buy groceries.

Jing Xian also stood up and followed: "I'll follow you, don't worry."

She started the car with her cloth bag on her shoulder and said to the kids, "Come on, get in the car! Let's go."

The car drove out of the alley and went straight to the bank.

Da Mao asked in confusion, "Mom, where is this?"

“This is a bank.”

Da Mao asked: "Why are we here at the bank?"

"You'll find out soon."

Jing Xian took a few children to the bank to apply for two passbooks, and then handed the passbooks to the two brothers.

Neither Da Mao nor Xiao Mao answered the call.

Jing Xian said, "Your father's pension was 700 yuan, plus his final salary of 80 yuan. There was also money given by many comrades at the time, so the total was 1,500 yuan. At that time, your father and I saved this money for you. Before I left, I took this money out on purpose."

"Because you are orphans of martyrs, your grandfather, your grandmother and your uncle take care of you, so the government gives you two 20-yuan sums every month. This sum will not be given again until you come of age. All this money added up is probably less than 2,700 yuan. Your father and I have collected 3,000 yuan for you, 1,500 yuan each for you brothers. You two brothers should keep these two passbooks yourselves."

Da Mao and Xiao Mao had red eyes.

Jing Xian stuffed the passbooks into their hands and said, "Take them all. I don't abandon you. You call me mom, and I will always be your mom. No matter when, as long as you go back, there will be a place for you at home. Just don't refuse to go back."

"I will definitely go back!"

Big Mao and Little Mao said in unison.

"Your dad and I don't know where we will go in the future, but you are all grown up. You will go to college in a few years. When you go to college, you will leave home. When you work, you will come back even less. We are just adapting to this kind of life in advance."

Jingxian's words of comfort did not make the two little guys feel better.

"Let's go to the grocery store to buy some food first."

Jing Xian said she was going to buy groceries, but she actually went to a big pharmacy and bought some medicine to put in the car.

When she took the children to find the food factory, she found that there were many people selling vegetables outside. Some were selling local eggs, some were selling local chickens, and some were buying sheep.

Several children were so frightened when they saw the sheep.

Fusheng pulled Jingxian's sleeve and asked, "Mom, I haven't eaten mutton before. Is mutton delicious?"

"tasty!"

Jingxian had never eaten real mutton.

But she had eaten roasted mutant sheep.

At the end of the world, the old man said he would make roasted whole lamb, hand-shredded lamb, etc.

Every time, people around him drool.

The old man has a particularly bad character.

He always says these things when everyone is particularly hungry and has nothing to eat.

As luck would have it, just as the old man finished speaking, they encountered the mutant sheep.

Some mutant animals are edible.

Mutant sheep are the type that can be eaten.

Mutant sheep are larger than cows.

It took them a lot of effort to catch the mutant sheep.

The old man started cooking while saying that there was not enough seasoning.

Don’t even mention the overbearing feeling at that time.

Everyone was starving and lying on the ground without moving.

It's a pity that this thing can't stay for long.

After they finished eating, they set out again, carrying enough food for the next day.

But Jingxian could not forget the taste of the roasted lamb.

Seeing the sheep now, Jing Xian subconsciously recalled the roasted lamb she had eaten at the end of the world.

"Mom

, let's buy this sheep, I want to eat mutton."

Fusheng wanted to rush up and take the lamb home.

Jing Xian looked at the other children and found that they all had eager expressions.

Jing Xian took the initiative to step forward and ask how much the sheep cost.

Sheep are not cheap, but they are within Jingxian's affordability.

Since the children wanted to eat it, she bought the lamb. There were other dishes at home, and some seafood that they brought over.

Jingxian bought another two pounds of pork belly, preparing to go back and make braised pork for the children.

So they took the sheep and went back home.

After returning, Jingfeng saw that his daughter had brought back a sheep.

"Why did you buy a sheep? We don't have room to keep one at home."

Fusheng said happily, "Grandma, this sheep is not raised, it is to be killed and eaten."

"Food?"

Jingfeng raised his eyebrows.

Jing Xian said, "We'll make a roasted whole lamb later. Even though it takes a little while, it's not impossible."

When Jingfeng heard that they were going to make a roasted whole lamb, he glanced at the time and said, "We don't have to eat dinner so early."

"Hehehe." Fusheng was laughing beside him and was almost unable to hold back.

Jing Xian also laughed and said, "It's still early now, so we can still do it in time. But if we want to kill the sheep..."

Jingxian actually planned to say that if the sheep was to be killed, there seemed to be nothing suitable at home.

Unexpectedly, Jingfeng said, "I can do this. I'm good at it."

"Where's the stuff?"

Jingfeng said, "Don't worry about it."

Jing Xian really didn't care.

She went to the kitchen to help cook and prepare something for the roasted whole lamb.

When she finished her work and came out, the sheep had already been killed.

Jingfeng's craftsmanship is evident from the fact that he is someone who does this often.

"Dad, what did you do before?" Jing Xian began to be curious about what Jing Feng did before.

Jingfeng smiled but said nothing.

"Don't want to tell?"

"That's not the case. Even if you knew, it wouldn't make any sense." Jingfeng urged, "Is there anything else you want to cut? I've prepared everything."

"unnecessary."

"Then do it quickly, or it will be too late."

Fusheng stood by and said, "Yes, Mom, let's make it quickly. I can't wait to eat it!"

There were three words written on Fusheng's face: so greedy!