Chapter 20

Jing Xian pretended not to notice his loss of composure, and while secretly trying to grow bean sprouts, she asked Shang Nanchen, "Did you send the telegram?"

Shang Nanchen, who was just stuck in his emotions and unable to extricate himself, suddenly woke up.

This anger came too fast!

It's not okay to be unconscious.

“Yes.”

"That's fine. If the money arrives, we can have another braised pork meal during the New Year." Jing Xian carried a basket into the west room, and then came out with a basket of bean sprouts.

Shang Nanchen finished washing the pot and sat in front of the fire pit to light a fire: "Did you go to the hospital today? What was the result?"

"I don't know yet. I came out right after taking the exam and will come back to wait for the result." In fact, Jing Xian was pretty confident.

Not to mention the military hospital, she can also be ranked first in the tourism city.

"That's fine."

There were leftovers from lunch, so Jing Xian stir-fried some bean sprouts and ate the wo wo tou. In the end, there was not a single drop left.

Jingxian had nothing to do in the afternoon, so she taught her two children how to read and count at home.

She found that the two children were quite smart. They could recite ancient poems after being taught once, and could count to twenty easily. She assigned the two children the task of writing. The two little guys sat on the kang and bent over the table to write seriously.

Jing Xian sat on the other side with a cut-out notebook in front of her, writing a recipe with a pen.

The two children saw how seriously she was writing, and sat silently beside her, writing without saying anything. The two brothers looked at each other's writing, pursed their lips, and continued to write.

When Jingxian's wrists started to hurt from writing, she wanted to stretch them, but then she realized that more than three hours had passed. The two kids didn't leave either, and they had been writing beside her for so long.

She leaned over to take a look and found that the latest handwriting of the two children did not look like the handwriting of a child who had just learned to write.

"Okay, it's well written. You two can go out and play! Come back before dinner."

Tiedan couldn't sit still any longer. He closed the book and put it on the table. He put on his hat and ran out. Fusheng didn't want to leave and wanted to stay with Jingxian, but he knew he couldn't do that. So he got off the bed slowly, put on his shoes, and let Tiedan lead him out to play.

After the two children left, Jing Xian took the notebooks of the two little guys. From the first page to the last page, not only did the handwriting change significantly, but the number of words also increased.

From the beginning of one, two, person, big to the later four, five, month, eye, etc., a total of forty characters were learned.

Fusheng's handwriting is better looking than Tiedan's. Tiedan's handwriting has a sharp and angular feel even though it was just written.

Jing Xian put the notebook on the cabinet at the end of the kang, and also put her own things on it.

She moved her neck and her shoulders.

She planned to go out to get some firewood to cook. She also wanted to steam some corn cakes today. One batch could last for several days. As soon as she opened the curtain, Shang Nanchen came back early. When he saw her, he asked, "Are you going out?"

"No, I'll get some wood to light a fire."

"I'll go, you go back to the house."

Shang Nanchen turned around and went to the firewood shed next to the room, picked up two bundles of wood, and grabbed a handful of pine branches from the side.

"Shall we light the fire now?" Shang Nanchen sat down and lit the fire consciously.

"Let's burn it."

The two of them didn't have much to say and seemed quite silent.

The only sounds in the room were the crackling of the fire and the sounds of Jing Xian cooking. While Shang Nanchen was lighting the fire, his eyes followed Jing Xian. Jing Xian was wearing a thick cotton shirt, and you could tell she had a very slender waist.

She is young and fair-skinned, and her hands are not rough due to her job, but rather delicate.

There was a fire in the outer room and it was getting hot. Jingxian's face was a little red from kneading the dough so hard.

Shang Nanchen stared blankly for a moment.

He came back to his senses and his face turned red.

"Is the water boiling? Call me if it is." Jing Xian asked Shang Nanchen loudly without turning around.

Shang Nanchen spoke, his voice a little hoarse: "It's open."

"How's your throat?

"Is it because of inflammation, sore throat?" Jing Xian turned her head sharply, "Is it because of inflammation, sore throat?"

Shang Nanchen's face turned even redder.

If it wasn't dark, it would have been exposed in Jing Xian's sight.

He said vaguely, "Maybe I'm hoarse from shouting today. It's okay. Just drink some water."

Jing Xian didn't doubt it, and quickly poured the noodles into the pot and covered it: "I'll go get you some brown sugar water."

One minute later.

Shang Nanchen held the brown sugar water and wished he could use a ladle to scoop some cool water to drink.

Just then, the two little guys came back.

Tiedan rushed in, saw Shang Nanchen holding the jar, and asked, "Dad, give me a drink of water."

"Here's your drink, slowly."

Shang Nanchen felt relieved, but also a little uncomfortable. It wasn't because he was reluctant to give it to his son, but mainly because Jing Xian poured it for him because she cared about him.

Tiedan took a sip and found it was sugar water. He didn't drink much. After a few sips, he gave the jar to Fusheng.

Fusheng also discovered that it was sugar water, and his eyes sparkled.

He drank it in small sips, and after a while he returned the jar to Tiedan: "Brother, I don't want to drink anymore!"

The little guy is like a cat stealing fish.

It’s a pity that she’s a little thin, otherwise she would definitely be more likable.

Tiedan took a few gulps and asked Fusheng if he wanted more. Fusheng shook his head and whispered to his brother, "I want to eat the food that Mom made!"

"You are really smart."

Tiedan handed the pot to Shang Nanchen neatly, and he and Fusheng washed their hands and went into the house. The two brothers put the table on the table, took the bowls and chopsticks, and waited for dinner on the kang.

Shang Nanchen calmed down now, holding the jar and drinking the brown sugar water. There was still half left, so he pulled Jing Xian to give it to her.

Jing Xian was thinking about something when someone suddenly grabbed her wrist and she shook it off subconsciously.

When she realized what she had done, she looked at Shang Nanchen nervously.

This was a subconscious reaction, developed in the end times, and she had no way to change it, and she might never change this habit in her lifetime. But she didn't expect it to be exposed so early.

She waited for Shang Nanchen to ask, but Shang Nanchen stuffed the jar in her hand and said as if nothing had happened: "The temperature is just right, drink it all."

Jing Xian took the jar hesitantly, wanting to ask him why he didn't ask, but in the end she didn't want to lose this marriage, so she pretended to be an ostrich.

People without a home long for a home, a home of their own.

She was not treated as a human being in her previous life. At the end of the world, people are no longer like human beings.

Jing Xian has been struggling for survival, and home is a luxury she dare not even mention. It is like an obsession that has taken root in her soul. Jing Xian smiled bitterly and thought that this might be one of the reasons why she couldn't wait to get married.

She has prepared herself mentally that if Shang Nanchen doubts her, doesn't believe her, and decides to divorce her, she will choose to leave.

Who knew that this matter would just pass by as if it never happened.

There's no news from the hospital either.

Jing Xian did not ask any more questions. When the family had enough food, she would go to the grocery store to buy more. During the day, she taught her children at home and wrote her own recipes. Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Shang Nanchen came back carrying two long wooden boxes.

The wooden box is 1.5 meters long, 40 centimeters wide and 40 centimeters high.

"What is this?" Jing Xian asked in surprise when she saw him handing it to her.

Shang Nanchen said, "Didn't you say you wanted to grow vegetables? A few days ago, I got some wood from the logistics department and asked them to help me make two boxes."

Compared to buying a tank, this thing is obviously more economical and more practical.

These days, Shang Nanchen treated her the same as before, but Jing Xian could sense that there was a slight difference. She pretended to be confused, and so did Shang Nanchen. The two of them had a tacit understanding and neither of them mentioned this matter.

Now it seems that this matter is in the past?

Jingxian took a box and put it in the inner room, near the west wall. She put the wooden box on it and found that the size was just right.

"And put some soil in it!"

Jing Xian was thinking about planting some vegetables in it. She was in a particularly good mood. When she turned around and met Shang Nanchen's deep and sharp gaze, her smile faded a little.

She lowered her head, took the two daughters one by one, and placed them next to the box.

She turned her back to Shang Nanchen and said, "The soil outside is frozen now and can't be shoveled. We have to wait until spring. I'll go cook first."

Jing Xian got up and went to the kitchen. When she passed by Shang Nanchen, he grabbed her wrist.

His grip was so strong that Jing Xian couldn't get away.

"I'm sorry." After saying the apology, it's much easier to say other things, "I doubt you and I are wrong, but if it happens again, I will do the same thing."

He is a soldier, and a soldier's duty is to defend his country.

Shang Nanchen had been on the battlefield and captured enemy spies, so he knew that the enemy's methods were endless.

They will hide in various identities, many of whom you would never expect.

He could sense that Jing Xian's skills were not simple, so without further probing, he sent people to Sheng City to investigate overnight. He sent not just one person, but three waves, and even notified the leaders above.

It is better to kill someone by mistake than to let him go.

So many people went to check, and after the check, everyone brought back the same results.

Shang Nanchen knew that Jingxian had a difficult childhood, but he didn't expect to be so shocked after seeing what was written on the information.

When Jingxian was born, her biological mother didn't like her and didn't even look at her. She just left her to be raised by her mother-in-law in the countryside. Grandma Jing was married for the second time and had a son when she married Jingxian's grandfather.

That son is Jingxian’s second uncle Jingfeng.

Jingfeng joined the army at a young age, and later I heard that he died on the battlefield.

After Old Lady Jing took care of Old Master Jing until he died, Jing Xian's father Jing Daming took away all the money in the family and left only the old house in the countryside to the old lady. The old lady was old and the work points she earned were not enough to support herself, let alone a hungry child.

When she went to work, she carried Jingxian, who was still in confinement, on her back.

It was the barefoot doctor in the village, or the old Chinese doctor as Jingxian called her, who couldn't bear Jingxian's condition and asked her to send Jingxian to him to take care of her for a while.

The old Chinese doctor has a weak limb. It is said that he was injured and had a broken leg in his early years.

But he was capable, and when people had a headache or fever, they would ask him to treat them. Usually he would guide the brigade to grow Chinese medicine, because their brigade was the only place that grew Chinese medicine and food, and it was very famous in the town.

Jingxian has been following the old Chinese medicine practitioner for a longer time and has learned a lot from him.

Old Mrs. Jing was old and had suffered a lot when she was young, so her health had long been failing. When Jing Xian was five years old, the old lady could hardly do heavy work and could not earn any work points.

If it weren't for the old Chinese doctor, Jing Xian might not have grown up.

He is obviously a five-year-old child, but he looks like a three-year-old child.

She is fair, pretty and smart.

The old Chinese doctor said that she was a good candidate. When he died, he would let Jingxian treat the people in the village.

In this way, Jingxian learned from the old Chinese medicine doctor, went into the mountains to collect herbs, and cultivated new herbs with the old Chinese medicine doctor. Once she found something that could be cultivated artificially, the brigade would reward Jingxian with a few work points.

Several years passed like this. Jing Xian grew up, and Old Lady Jing was no longer able to live.

After she left, Jing Daming did not come to pick Jing Xian up, as if he had forgotten about his daughter.

Not long after, the old Chinese doctor also fell ill.

Before he died, he recommended Jing Xian to the First Hospital, and she became a student in the pharmacy class. Students in the pharmacy class are very popular. Jing Xian had a good foundation and was willing to work hard. After graduation, she went to work in a pharmaceutical factory.

Only then was Jing Daming brought her back and asked her to give 15 yuan to the family every month.

She was like a little maid in the old landlord's house in the Jing family. Anyone could bully her. Every time she came back, she had to wash clothes and cook. If she didn't have enough to eat, she would be driven away and not allowed to live at home.

Who knew that the people in the Jing family didn't like their eldest daughter.

After Jingxian was pushed down and had her head bruised, the Jing family didn't see her when they came back, and they didn't send anyone to look for her. When they met people, they would scold Jingxian for being an ungrateful person.

Otherwise, when payroll is due in a few days, they won’t even remember Jing Xian.

week

Huifang and Jing Mingyue found the pharmaceutical factory and realized that Jingxian had sold her job and no one knew where she had gone.

When she got home, Zhou Huifang started to curse: "That unlucky girl actually sold her job. I heard she got married. I don't know which strange man she eloped with."

Zhou Huifang felt furious at the thought of being able to earn hundreds of dollars from her job.

She was cursing at home, and just as she was getting more and more excited, people from the Revolutionary Committee came to her house.

Zhou Huifang was like a quail. She watched her home being messed up by the people from the Revolutionary Committee, but she didn't dare to make a fuss. She just hid in the corner and cried.

In the evening, Jing Daming came back with a gloomy face.

Zhou Huifang asked and found out that Jing Daming was fired by the factory.

She cried and went to her cousin for help. When she arrived at Director Zhou's house, she found out that Director Zhou had been arrested. Not only him, but also his wife and children were arrested. Zhou Huifang hurried home.

She met the deputy factory manager on the way, and he told her that she had also been fired.

Zhou Huifang couldn't understand why things suddenly turned out like this.

Suddenly I felt struck by lightning.

…

Shang Nanchen was thinking, Jing Xian said calmly: "It's normal for you to doubt me, I understand. After all, not many girls have such skills as me. When I was a child, I often went up the mountain, and my master secretly taught me some kung fu. Oh, my master is an old Chinese doctor, he didn't let me call him master, I would be bitten by others."

Shang Nanchen opened his mouth and wanted to ask why you didn't explain.

He knew that even if Jing Xian explained, he might not believe it.

The atmosphere was awkward.

Shang Nanchen suddenly had an idea and asked her, "Do you want to know what's going on in your family?"

"What's the matter?" Jing Xian thought, could there be any news about the Jing family?

Shang Nanchen handed a letter to Jing Xian and opened it.

Although Jing Xian felt uncomfortable, she knew that this was the procedure and she understood it.

The letter was from Liu Lijuan, who asked her how she was doing and told her that if she was wronged, she should tell them and they would support her. Jingxian's eyes became hot as she read it, and she continued to read on.

Factory Director Zhou stole a huge amount of public property and was arrested.

People who were related to him and close to him were also implicated. Jing Daming was fired from the factory and lost his job along with Zhou Huifang.

The house in the factory was taken back and they were driven back to the village.

The corners of Jing Xian's lips curled up, and her mood improved visibly.

"This is a good thing. You can investigate me thoroughly now. When something happens later, you will know that I am innocent."

Jing Xian was not joking.

She has problems, and she knows it in her heart. But she can't stand being investigated, and even if she tells others the truth, they won't believe it.

This is really good.

"At the hospital..."

Shang Nanchen looked at Jing Xian guiltily, not knowing how to apologize.

Jing Xian felt that Shang Nanchen was really stupid, so stupid that it made her scalp numb, and could be said to be foolish. But it was precisely because of his kindness and his attitude of not letting go of any clues in major events that she deserved to spend her life with him.

"Don't you care about this job very much?" This time it was Shang Nanchen's turn to be confused.

Jing Xian said: "Although a forced melon is not sweet, I can still eat it with sauce."

"What do you mean?" Shang Nanchen felt something was wrong. "What do you want to do?"

"Just take the test again."

This job requires a lot of knowledge and theory, and also takes into account a person's moral character. Previously, the senior management had said hello, but her identity was unclear before, so she was rejected by the hospital.

Now that she is innocent, the hospital should be more welcoming to her.

"I'll go with you tomorrow morning." Shang Nanchen felt guilty and planned to compensate Jing Xian.

"No, I can do it myself." Jing Xian took out a thick notebook from the cabinet and handed it to Shang Nanchen, "You have more important things to do. Aren't you going to send this over?"

"What is this?"

Shang Nanchen received

I opened it and saw a title that sounded like a preface, and immediately realized that this report-like thing in the front was what Jing Xian Jing Xian had been writing recently.

She emphasized the importance of proper diet for soldiers in the army.

Write out the pros and cons.

It was also suggested that the soldiers' diet be enriched in a reasonable manner based on the local environment and local materials.

It is clear that the more meat you eat, the better. An incorrect diet is not only not good for your body, but can also cause serious problems.

The dishes made by the cooks must not only be delicious, but also retain the most nutrients. According to the different tastes of the soldiers, different dishes are prepared every day for the soldiers to choose from.

Diet supplies the body with the various vitamins it needs.

Therefore, the diet should be as rich as possible.

…

Shang Nanchen hated reading reports, but Jingxian's report was so clear that he couldn't help but read on. He learned more knowledge and knew that a reasonable diet could improve the quality of the body and replenish the various elements that were lacking in the body.

He looked back and found that the recipe for cooked Pu'er was not only clearly written, but also included some tips on processing ingredients and cooking.

Even people who don’t know how to cook can cook well after seeing these careful studies.

Seeing this, Shang Nanchen felt even more sorry for Jing Xian.

No one knew better than him what impact this report would have on the entire Chinese military.

If she was a spy, she would never have written this report and recipe. No, not just a recipe, but also a cookbook. The front is the recipe, and the back is the recipe. It's such a thick book, and she wrote it all by hand.

I wrote for a full half month without sleep.

Shang Nanchen was so excited that he didn't know what to say. He suddenly stood up straight and saluted Jing Xian.

"Comrade Jingxian, on behalf of all my comrades, I thank you for your dedication!"

"I just want to do my best." She really just wants to make the motherland stronger and the people's protection shield stronger.

Shang Nanchen's throat rolled and his voice was slightly hoarse: "I have to go out for a while, don't wait for me tonight."

"Then I'll put the rice in the pot to heat it up for you. If you haven't eaten, come back and eat." After Jing Xian finished speaking, Shang Nanchen had already opened the curtain and went out.

She walked to the door of the outer room and watched Shang Nanchen leave before going back to continue cooking.

Without Shang Nanchen, the meals they cook are much simpler.

Two kids and she can't eat much.

She heated up the corn cakes, boiled some shrimps, stir-fried some cabbage, and added a bowl of soup.

The two children came back and started eating.

The children were all asleep and Shang Nanchen hadn't come back yet.

Jing Xian put the pot full of leaves in it and blocked the door of the stove. This way the leaves would not burn too quickly and would only release heat slowly and bit by bit.

The rice in the pot won’t get cold.

Although Jing Xian was ready to leave, she could only sleep peacefully when she didn't have to leave.

I closed my eyes and fell asleep in seconds.

Shang Nanchen came back in the middle of the night. He touched the pot lid and found it was still hot. He felt warm inside. He finally understood why his comrades always talked about having a wife, children and a warm bed. It was not until this moment that he understood what this meant.

He didn't go into the house. Instead, he took a stool and sat next to the stove. He brought out the food and ate outside.

Shang Nanchen groped his way into the house after finishing his meal, and when he got on the kang, he found that he had touched something.

As he was touching it, his hand stopped moving, and he lifted it up stiffly, and just stayed in mid-air.

In the darkness, his face was red all the way to his neck.

He wanted to turn on the light, fearing that Jing Xian would wake up, but how could he sleep without turning on the light?

After a while, Shang Nanchen's eyes adjusted to the darkness. After he saw Jing Xian clearly, he got on the kang, carefully carried her to the quilt next to him, and covered her with the quilt.

Shang Nanchen crawled into his quilt, his heart beating wildly.

He turned his head to look at the figure next to him. The eyes were like a wolf, shockingly bright.

That's obviously

The wife he married!

But I haven't touched it yet.

Shang Nanchen didn't think about this kind of thing before, but for some reason he couldn't sleep tonight.

If it weren't for this incident, his relationship with Jing Xian would definitely be very good.

But Shang Nanchen did not regret it.

He turned over, with his back to Jing Xian, trying to calm himself.

result……

I can't calm down at all.

He turned around suddenly, perhaps because of his excessive movement. In the darkness, he heard a soft voice with a strong hint of sleepiness. He asked in a daze, "Are you back? When did you come back? Have you eaten? Hmm..."

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