Chapter 44

Shang Nanchen's Adam's apple moved, and his voice became hoarse: "I'm talking about your mother's delicious cooking."

"You really scared me! How could my mother eat it?" Fusheng patted his chest with fear, not noticing how embarrassed Shang Nanchen's face was after he finished speaking.

Jing Xian was not much better than Shang Nanchen. She looked busy eating noodles, but in fact her ears were red.

After finally finishing the meal, Jingxian took out the needle and thread and started sewing clothes for Tiedan.

Tiedan's trousers had a hole at the knee, and if he wanted to patch it up with cloth, there was no cloth of this color. Jingxian thought about it and sewed a leaf for him with needle and thread. It happened that she had some thicker wool, and sewing a leaf would look better than making a patch.

Sewing leaves may seem difficult, but it is actually very simple and much faster than patching.

It only took Jing Xian a few minutes to sew it.

Tiedan sat beside them in his bare cotton pants and watched. Jingxian handed them to him after she finished sewing them: "Try them on and see if they work."

"well!"

Tiedan happily took the pants and put them on. The brown leaves looked like autumn leaves falling on his pants, which was very beautiful. Tiedan put on the pants, stood on the kang with his hands on his hips, lifted his knees to show Fusheng, and then to Damao and Xiaomao, looking very proud.

Fusheng looked down at his intact pants, and then looked at the leaves on Tiedan's pants.

He also wanted a leaf.

The boy's thoughts can be seen at a glance.

Not only Fusheng, but also Damao and Xiaomao were very jealous.

That's what happens when you have many children.

Anything that is different can be magnified.

"The three of you take off your pants and I'll sew one for you." When Jing Xian said this, the other three immediately became happy.

Da Mao said embarrassedly: "Mom, no need, mine is not broken yet."

Fusheng and Xiaomao's faces suddenly fell.

"Anyway, the knees of the pants I give you are easy to break. Sewing them now can prevent the pants from breaking sooner." Jing Xian's words are not nonsense, but have reasons.

Some people are very considerate and will patch up the knees of new clothes as soon as they buy them. Others will also sew up the sleeves of their shirts to prevent the cuffs from being worn out.

The elbows are also patched.

If anything happens, you can take it off and wear new clothes.

Some people don't have new clothes all year round.

Some families have many children, and after the older ones wear them, the younger ones wear them. After the younger ones wear them, their clothes are basically worn out and can no longer be worn. The clothes that can no longer be worn are kept for patching, and the rest are kept for making shoe soles.

Try to make the best use of things.

There wasn’t much wool, just a ball the size of a fist. I had no idea what clothes this tiny piece of wool was taken from.

Can't do anything.

It is quite suitable for mending clothes now.

"Hurry up, Da Mao, come first!" Jing Xian said this, and Da Mao took off his outer pants and handed them to Jing Xian.

Jing Xian sewed a large maple leaf on his knee. Thinking that knees are easily damaged, she sewed maple leaves on both knees. Tiedan saw that he was the one who suffered the loss. Only one of his knees was damaged.

Tiedan was a little depressed.

Unexpectedly, Jing Xian called out, "Tiedan, give me your pants again, and I'll sew the leaves on your other leg, too."

Tiedan didn't expect that he had one too, so he immediately took off his pants and gave them to Jingxian.

After Jingxian finished sewing his wound, she called Fusheng who had been waiting for a long time.

Fusheng came over and said softly, "Mom, did you sew pants for us in order of our ages?"

"Well, do you think this is fair?" Jing Xian asked without raising her head.

Fusheng nodded: "Fair enough!"

"Where's the fairness?"

There are many children, and often, if a problem is not solved properly, it will make the children feel uncomfortable. The situation in their family is very complicated, and Jingxian can be said to be free to raise them, but sometimes, such as small things like now, she still tries to make sure everyone has a share.

impartial.

Fu Sheng's baby voice

"Mom sews leaves for each of us, that's fair!"

Okay!

It seems that the little guy still understands.

"Mom, this is not fair. Mom is not partial to any of you. I will try my best to take care of each of you within my ability. For example, your brother has a military schoolbag, but you don't, so Mom will make one for you with scraps of cloth. When you go to school in a few days, Big Brother Da Mao and Little Brother Simao will also need schoolbags. Then Mom will make one for both of them. In this way, you and Second Brother will not have one."

After Jing Xian finished speaking, she felt a little chilly.

She turned her head to meet Xiaomao's resentful eyes, and couldn't help but rub him.

"Simao sounds much better than Xiaomao." Jing Xian noticed that Xiaomao's eyes became more resentful, and she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

For the first time, she discovered that Xiaomao was also a little baby.

"Then I call you Maodan?" Jing Xian deliberately teased Xiao Mao.

Xiao Mao couldn't stand it any longer and said, "Mom!!!"

Okay, okay.

She felt the boy's resentment!

"Brother Xiaomao is our little darling. Mommy will make you a schoolbag like the one for brother Fudan, okay?" Fusheng's schoolbag was placed on the cabinet next to the kang.

Fusheng puffed up his cheeks and asked curiously, "Mom, isn't Fudan your little baby egg anymore?"

"Yes, you are a little baby full of blessings." Jing Xian coaxed Fusheng.

Iron Egg sighed and said, "So I am a precious egg made of iron? Then am I worth anything?"

“Worth the money!”

Jing Xian almost couldn't hold back her laughter.

She had already finished sewing Fusheng's pants. After handing them to Fusheng, she said to Damao, "Damo is the treasure of our family. In short, all four of you are treasures!"

A word suddenly popped up in Jing Xian's mind: "Master of keeping balance."

She didn't know why she thought so.

"Baby eggs, pants."

Although Xiaomao felt awkward, he obediently handed the pants to Jingxian.

Jing Xian also sewed two brown maple leaves on Xiao Mao's pants. She took them in her hand, looked at them, sighed and said, "There are no red ones. It would be nice if there were red ones."

"Why should the red one be fine?" Fusheng leaned over and asked, tilting his head.

Jing Xian said: "Of course it's because maple leaves are red."

"I've never seen maple leaves before!" Fusheng said happily, touching the maple leaves on his pants, "But now the maple leaves are on my legs!"

Jing Xian originally felt that the young guy was pitiful, but after hearing what he said, she was completely stunned.

She thinks Fusheng is a natural optimist.

That's great!

It seemed as if all the hardships in the past had left no trace on him.

Shang Nanchen had finished his meal by now and had even washed the dishes and chopsticks.

"Let's go?" he asked Jing Xian.

It's time to go see Teacher Wei.

Jing Xian nodded: "Let's go!"

She went downstairs to put on her shoes and tied a scarf. The navy blue scarf wrapped her face tightly, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

Before leaving, Jing Xian told the children, "Go to bed early. Your dad and I will be back soon."

Several children have gotten used to it in the past two days.

They happily waited for the water to heat up so they could take a bath.

After washing, I quickly got into the quilt and prepared for sleep.

Jing Xian and Shang Nanchen also came to Teacher Wei's house. With the preparations made two days ago, today was smoother. Jing Xian had already left, and Teacher Wei lay on the kang, waiting for Jing Xian to give him an injection.

Jing Xian used silver needles and her supernatural powers to travel inside Master Wei's body and clear any blockages.

Teacher Wei's wife Xu Guizhi was particularly enthusiastic towards Jingxian. She always gave Jingxian brown sugar water and snacks. After Jingxian finished acupuncture, she looked unhappy and she did not dare to talk to Jingxian much.

He looked at Jing Xian carefully, afraid that she was feeling unwell, and his eyes were full of anxiety.

Shang Nanchen watched Jing Xian close her eyes and rest, so he said to Xu Guizhi, "She is just tired. She should take a rest."

It will be fine in a while."

As he said this, he fed Jing Xian a snack.

Then he picked up the brown sugar water and slowly fed Jingxian some. Jingxian closed her eyes and took a bite of food and drank two sips of water. She had no strength left in her body. If this wasn't her home, she would have just laid down on the kang.

The purpose of life is to make yourself feel more comfortable.

She had lived two lifetimes without ever being able to get a good night's sleep or eat the food she liked.

If I tell this to others, the other reborn people will definitely laugh at me.

Although Jing Xian was so tired that she didn't even want to move a finger, her mind was very active. She wanted to go to the Jing family for the rest of her life. I heard that the Jing family had been driven back to the team.

I don’t know if Jing Mingzhu can still marry well?

For people in dual-employee families, being driven out of the factory and not being sent down to other villages is a good thing. But if they return to the village and are criticized by others, life will not be easy, right?

But what if it's good?

It can't be any harder than her previous life.

After thinking about the Jing family, Jing Xian thought about her second uncle Jing Feng.

I heard that my second uncle had died a long time ago. It was because Jing Daming knew that my second uncle had died that he dared to treat my grandmother like this. Otherwise, even if they had a hundred courage, they would not dare to treat my grandmother like this.

If my second uncle were still alive and knew that grandma had died, he would definitely be sad, right?

Grandma is his only relative in this world.

Jing Xian thought of the old man at the end of the world again. Although the old man was still an old man, after he gained supernatural powers, his physical condition quickly changed from a man in his sixties to a man in his twenties or thirties.

And live.

As long as the old man doesn't do anything stupid, he will definitely live to be 150 or 160 years old.

Unfortunately, she didn't have that luck.

There is also Sister Xiaosha in the team. I don’t know if she will ever have the chance to find someone to live a stable life with.

Jing Xian was having wild and fanciful thoughts.

Before I knew it, the time had come.

She opened her eyes, sat up, and suddenly became alert.

Commander Wei actually fell asleep.

Jing Xian raised her eyebrows and quietly went over to remove the needle.

After removing the needle, she came out of Teacher Wei's house, and Xu Guizhi sent them to the door.

Jing Xian stopped and said to Xu Guizhi, "Teacher Wei's condition has stabilized. A few more days of acupuncture will be enough. This is equivalent to one course of treatment. The rest is to drink some important conditioning drinks. I will make some plasters for him in a few days. With internal and external treatments, he will be cured in about two months."

When Xu Guizhi heard that the disease could be cured, her nose suddenly felt sore and she almost cried.

"Thank you, Jingxian, thank you very much. You don't know how many years our Lao Wei has been tortured by this injury. He killed the enemy on the battlefield, fought with the enemy with bayonets, and didn't cry out even when he was stabbed several times. He also killed many people who fainted after being stabbed by the Japanese. Because of this disease, I wake up countless times in the night in pain. Sometimes I hear it at night, and I cover my mouth and dare not cry out."

Jing Xian listened quietly, and waited until Xu Guizhi calmed down before saying, "I may not be sure about other diseases, but I can cure Teacher Wei's condition. When I say it can be cured, it really can be cured. Don't worry too much, Teacher Wei is in good health and has no other major problems. He will be fine once his back injury is healed."

"Jingxian, if I hadn't met you, I really wouldn't know..." Xu Guizhi said as she wanted to cry again, "I'm not very good at speaking, anyway, thank you, thank you very much."

"No, if you really want to thank me, then wait until I cure Master Wei's illness before thanking me."

Xu Guizhi laughed immediately and said seriously, "That's for sure."

"You should go back soon. We will go back too."

Jing Xian turned around and walked outside with Shang Nanchen.

Shang Nanchen squatted down after Xu Guizhi entered the yard. Jing Xian lay on his back and Shang Nanchen carried her back.

It's a sunny evening tonight.

The sky is filled with stars, twinkling continuously.

It looks particularly beautiful.

It’s different from the night sky at the end of the world.

end

The sky in this world doesn’t look like the sky.

Sometimes it seemed as if there were nine suns in the sky, and the temperature could reach 50 degrees. The ground was dry and cracked, and there was an extreme lack of water. Many people died at that time. At night, the temperature dropped sharply, and the sky could not see any stars, as if it was shrouded in a black fog.

At night the temperature can reach minus thirty or forty degrees Celsius.

Those who survived the day may not be able to survive the night, as many people froze to death in their sleep.

At the end of the world, people will die on a large scale.

Some people have become zombies since the end of the world.

And she suddenly appeared in the end times with supernatural powers, able to adapt to the climate of the end times better than ordinary people.

She hadn't seen a normal starry sky for a long, long time.

"very nice!"

Jing Xian was inspired.

Shang Nanchen asked in a deep voice: "Where is good?"

"I think my life now is good." Jing Xian had been through a more miserable world, so she cherished her current life more than anyone else. "Shang Nanchen, there are a lot of people around you who are in poor health, right?"

She changed the subject so quickly that Shang Nanchen could hardly keep up with her train of thought, but when she said that, he understood what she was planning.

"Are you going to treat people's illnesses? You don't want to sell ointments anymore?" Shang Nanchen's words were really unpleasant sometimes.

Jing Xian said gloomily, "I do want to sell ointments, but can I do so now? Selling things without permission will be reported."

When you are put through labor reform, you don’t know if you will have a chance to get out.

But seeing a doctor is different.

She doesn't want money, but these people are like connections. Teacher Wei's problem is very serious. Not to mention the current medical technology, even if Hua Tuo is reborn, there is no way to solve it.

She doesn't just use silver needles, the key is to use supernatural powers.

There must be people who have similar problems to Teacher Wei. If you come to us with difficult and complicated problems, you will gain a lot even if you don't charge us.

"I won't let you look for him. Even if you take the initiative to look for him, he won't believe you and will think you are a liar." It was all her fault for being too young. If the old Chinese doctor were still alive, she would definitely take care of him in his old age.

When people come to see the old Chinese doctor for treatment, she, as his apprentice, will step in to solve the problem. Others will only think that the old Chinese doctor is more awesome, and that her apprentice is better than other doctors.

Unfortunately, the old Chinese doctor died early.

Jing Xian sighed.

Shang Nanchen misunderstood, thinking that she was worried about not being able to find patients. "It's not that I don't want to introduce patients to you, but if you can't cure some diseases, others might say something bad about you."

Commander Wei, he is thinking too simply.

If he hadn't seen how upset Teacher Wei was, he wouldn't have recommended Jing Xian. In fact, he regretted it the moment he said it. Fortunately, the result is good now.

Next time the disease may not be so easy to cure.

He was worried that Jingxian would be hurt and criticized.

Jing Xian realized his painstaking efforts and understood his worries: "But you should have some confidence in me. My medical skills are really good. Except for problems that require surgery, I can try everything else."

"I will recommend you to the right patients next time I meet them."

Shang Nanchen said this, but he had made up his mind in his heart that he would rather let Jing Xian make the plaster and he would help sell it than introduce any patients to Jing Xian.

They returned home.

Jing Xian took a shower and remembered that she had not given Zhang Huijuan the medicine yet, so she didn’t know what was going on.

Tomorrow is the weekend, so she can go over and have a look when she is free.

Just as I was thinking about it, Shang Nanchen came into the room.

He skillfully took out a small bottle from the box, poured out a pill, put it in his mouth and swallowed it, and then drank a lot of water. His movements were rough, his Adam's apple rolled, and there was an indescribable charm.

Jing Xian lay on the pillow and watched with an admiring smile in her eyes.

During the New Year period, she made Shang Nanchen fat.

I can't say he's fat, but compared to before, his face has a little more flesh and is not so sunken. He's not too thin, and he looks much younger. He has a buzz cut, star-shaped eyebrows, sharp eyes, strong and three-dimensional features, and clear lines. His sharp eyes softened when he looked at me.

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The corners of his lips curled up: "What are you looking at?"

"Waiting for you to eat me?"

After Jing Xian finished speaking, Shang Nanchen's eyes darkened and he jumped directly from the ground to the kang, turned off the light and pressed over.

"I see you're not tired at all. I was considerate of you yesterday, but I didn't expect you to be in good shape this morning. Tell me, are you a goblin?" Shang Nanchen's words made Jing Xian's body stiffen.

She didn't know whether he did it unintentionally or was testing her.

She would never tell him the secret of her supernatural powers.

"Just think of me as a goblin!" Jing Xian turned around, hugged his neck, and asked in a low voice, "Are you scared?"

"I'm scared. I'm scared to death!"

Shang Nanchen pinched his waist, said something vicious, and then bit him.

Jing Xian felt that he was definitely testing her, but this time, he chose to ignore it and chose to believe her. It was the first time she responded to him, and for a moment, the situation was a little out of control.

Jing Xian thought she was going to die.

She underestimated Shang Nanchen's ability.

It was not until tonight that she fully realized that Shang Nanchen had been too reserved before.

At this time, she wants to redefine Shang Nanchen.

The next day, Jing Xian almost didn't get up.

In fact, she didn't get up.

Shang Nanchen got up early in the morning to make breakfast for the children. He cooked sorghum rice porridge, hot cornmeal steamed cakes, and finally a pot of seafood. He fed the children and let them go out to play.

When Jing Xian opened her eyes, it was already ten o'clock.

It was the first time in her life that she slept in lazily, and she felt as if she was in a dream.

"What time is it now?" She didn't have a watch, so she had to ask Shang Nanchen.

Shang Nanchen handed her a jar of boiled water: "It's ten o'clock."

"ah?"

She drank water every few years, and she had never gotten up at this time in her life. In the end times, because of her supernatural powers, she slept very little. In her previous life, she had no time to sleep, and got up before dawn to cook. Not to mention sleeping until 10 o'clock, it was rare for her to even wake up at 6 o'clock.

I always get up before five o'clock, regardless of winter or summer.

Jing Xian was a little confused.

No wonder she felt so comfortable sleeping just now, something was wrong.

"What's wrong?"

Shang Nanchen thought she was feeling unwell and was about to ask when he heard Jing Xian say in a daze, "This is the first time I get up after six o'clock."

These words made the man feel distressed.

"From now on, you can sleep in as late as you want on weekends."

Jing Xian said with a smile: "How can we do that? If this gets out, won't people laugh at us?"

After drinking the water, she put the teacup aside and started to get dressed.

"Are the kids out playing?"

"Well, I was afraid they would disturb your sleep, so I sent them out to play." Anyway, Damao is ten years old and much more sensible than a five or six-year-old child, so he makes people feel more at ease.

Jing Xian paused and continued to put on her clothes.

"Oh, I've already taken care of the school stuff. When the 15th comes and school starts, I'll send them there for class. They can come home for lunch at noon. The tuition is four dollars per person per semester."

Four kids is sixteen dollars.

But buying books also costs money.

"On that day, will you or I take some time to take them to school to register?" Jing Xian asked him.

Shang Nanchen said: "I'll see when the time comes and send them to school."

"OK."

Jingxian folded the quilt and got off the kang, preparing to light a fire and cook.

Shang Nanchen followed her like a tail, wherever she went he followed.

"I went to buy a piece of meat this morning. Since you don't like meat that's too fatty, I bought some pork belly."

Is it because she doesn't like to eat fatty food?

Jing Xian looked up at him. Shang Nanchen looked back at her innocently. There was really no flaw in him. Jing Xian smiled and asked, "Then make a braised pork for lunch? Have you been eating too much meat these days?"

Shang Nanchen, who wanted to say yes: "..."

"You don't want to eat braised pork?" Jing Xian frowned.

After Shang Nanchen denied it, he spoke, "Okay, then, we won't eat the braised pork. Let's save this meat for something else."

Shang Nanchen: “…”

It's really hard to eat braised pork.

When it was time to cook lunch at noon, Shang Nanchen realized that he had been fooled when he saw the braised pork slowly stewing in the pot. He felt that he had failed to convince Jing Xian last night.

He secretly decided that he must teach Jingxian a lesson in the evening.

"Wow! Roasted pork!!!"

Tiedan came in first, and jumped up when he saw the braised pork.

Da Mao and Xiao Mao also came over. Fu Sheng held Xiao Mao's hand and said, "This is the braised pork that grandma made. It's absolutely amazing! It's super delicious! This is the most delicious thing I have ever eaten!"

The taste of braised pork is really overbearing, and it makes people drool just by looking at it.

A few children looked at it for a long time before they obediently washed their hands.

When it was time to eat, the four children were not at all reserved. Even Da Mao, who was usually calm and composed, couldn't help but eat a few more bites.

After eating, the four kids lay on the kang, motionless.

They were all exhausted.

Only Shang Nanchen couldn't tell. He obviously ate the most, but his belly was still particularly flat.

Jing Xian waited for him to finish packing and said, "I'll go check on Song Ning."

"See her colleagues?" Shang Nanchen asked shrewdly.

Jing Xian nodded: "She is my patient. These few days are very critical. Not only is she alone, but she also doesn't understand. I have to go and see her to feel at ease."

If you accidentally bleed heavily, it will be troublesome.

When Jing Xian walked to the door of Song Ning's dormitory, she heard a sharp cry coming from inside.