Chapter 58

“No, no, I like it very much!”

They really like it.

Jing Xian looked at the four little brats who said one thing and meant another, smiled and said nothing.

"I've finished writing. Do you want to give it to him or wait for him to come and get it?" Jing Xian sewed the written paper with needle and thread, and it looked like a real book.

Shang Nanchen had seen her craft last time and felt that Jing Xian really knew a lot of things that other people didn't know, very small, very detailed, and even not used in life. But every time she used it, she could amaze everyone.

"He'll probably come over tonight."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Zheng came, holding a lot of things in his hands, and no one knew what they were.

Jing Xian saw Song Zheng coming in from outside and said with a sigh, "I can't help but think about him. He comes as soon as I mention him."

Shang Nanchen stood up to greet her. Jingxian was a step behind and heard Shang Nanchen say, "You came just like that. Why did you bring so many things? Besides, your sister bought so much cloth for Jingxian yesterday and it didn't cost much. You can take it back later."

Song Zheng said: "My sister is my sister, and I am me. We should distinguish them. She sold her own brother for a pig's head. Do you think she will let me take advantage of her?"

He said this about his own sister, but in fact she is good at talking and doing things.

Nowadays, no one would mind if someone takes things from their home.

Besides, if you ask someone to do something for you, especially something very important, you have to spend some money. Even though Shang Nanchen has a good relationship with him, he is not asking Shang Nanchen for help, but Shang Nanchen's lover Jing Xian.

Why would Jing Xian help him? Wasn't it just for Shang Nanchen's sake?

On weekdays, Jing Xian takes good care of Song Ning and Xu Ning, so it is reasonable for him to bring something when he comes.

It might be difficult for others to get defective cloth because they don't have the connections. But they have the connections, and they paid a small amount of money, and they also helped to empty the warehouse, which is a good thing anyway.

Jing Xian wanted this to happen only once. Employees in the textile factory were basically given defective cloth every month. Except for those who were not very careful, most people would not pay attention to such small things.

Song Ning paid for it, her aunt gave a low price, and Jing Xian was happy again. This was a happy thing for all families.

As he was talking, Song Zheng came in and put something on the table: "It's nothing expensive. This can of peaches is from the south, not our canned apples. We don't have any children at home, so I'll give it to the little ones to try. When we have more in the future, I'll get a few more bottles and cans for them."

When Jingxian saw the canned yellow peaches, she knew that this thing was difficult to get. It might be cheap in the south, but it was a scarce commodity in the north.

"I've written something, would you like to take a look?"

Jing Xian was also quite direct. She had originally planned to ask Shang Nanchen to give it to her, but now that the time was right, she handed the newly bound book to Song Zheng.

Song Zheng was delighted: "It's already written? That's great!"

He didn't care about anything else and read it carefully as if he was holding a secret book. Shang Nanchen didn't disturb him and sat beside him. Jing Xian got up and went outside to make a pot of tea, brought it in and poured two glasses of water for them.

After a long while, Song Zheng finished reading and said excitedly: "It's not that our country doesn't have professional talents in this area, but it's hard to find them now."

In turbulent times, many talented people were demoted.

Some people were protected.

How difficult it is to find.

Song Zheng carefully closed the notebook and said solemnly: "Comrade Jing Xian, on behalf of all the officers and soldiers, I thank you!"

That’s really a heavy word!

"No need. This is just a small thing I can do. In the future, if you have any difficult or complicated diseases that cannot be solved by surgery and need Chinese medicine treatment, you can come to me anytime. I can't say that the medicine can cure the disease, but it can also relieve pain and so on." Jing Xian's words left Song Zheng confused for a long time.

Song Zheng looked at Shang Nanchen and then at Jing Xian. He found that Shang Nanchen was not surprised at all.

"No, aren't you a pharmacist? How come you became a doctor?" Song Zheng was really confused.

"I started following him when I was less than three years old.

The master walked all over the mountains and fields, identifying herbs, collecting herbs, preparing herbs, etc. When I was a little older and had mastered the most basic knowledge, I began to learn Chinese medicine from the master. On the surface, it seems that I started to learn from the master when I was very old, but in fact, the master started to lay the foundation for me when I was a little kid.

Jing Xian paused. Although she didn't want to brag about herself, she was young and no one would recognize her if she didn't brag about herself.

"It may sound shameless to say this, but my medical skills are still quite good."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Shang Nanchen, who understood and said in a deep voice, "She was the one who cured Teacher Wei's stubborn illness."

He frowned and seemed to be in a bad mood.

Song Zheng saw it, but he didn't ask any more questions. He readily agreed, "I do know quite a few people with serious illnesses. I'll definitely ask you to come and help them when the time comes."

"Thank you. You two can chat, I'll go see what we have for dinner." Jing Xian picked up a basket and prepared to go to the grocery factory to take a look. Now the grocery factory also has a special sales location in the fishing village.

You don’t have to wait until the market to buy seafood.

As soon as she left, Song Zheng asked seriously, "Did your sister-in-law really cure Teacher Wei's chronic back pain?"

"Yes, it's cured." Shang Nanchen said without any hesitation, but his face was solemn.

Song Zheng asked tentatively: "Is there something wrong? Why do I feel that you don't seem to be willing to let her treat patients?"

“She wants acupuncture.”

"Isn't this normal? But Chinese medicine practitioners who know acupuncture are all great people. Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer Chinese medicine practitioners with real skills." Song Zheng was telling the truth.

Shang Nanchen said in a deep voice: "Her acupuncture is different from others. If Teacher Wei's illness could be cured by acupuncture, he would have been cured long ago. Her acupuncture is effective. After each acupuncture, she is so tired that she can't even move her fingers. I don't want her to get sick by treating others for me."

Jing Xian knew that Teacher Wei was his old leader, so he naturally tried his best to treat the patient.

Only Jing Xian herself knows how much hardship she has endured and how much effort she has put in.

If Shang Nanchen wasn't so sharp, he wouldn't have noticed that she was even forcing herself to walk out of Teacher Wei's house.

"I understand you. And I know what you mean."

Song Zheng didn't really understand, because although Xu Ning was powerful, she seemed to be very different from Jing Xian. But he understood Shang Nanchen's thoughts on protecting Jing Xian.

At the same time, I am also very jealous.

For Shang Nanchen, Jing Xian was willing to risk her life to save his leader.

For her, Shang Nanchen would rather give up his own future.

"Brother, don't worry, I didn't take this for free. Our Song family owes you a huge favor. Between us brothers, anything else we say is empty talk. I won't promise you anything. Let's just wait and see, okay?" Song Zheng had seen what Jing Xian had written before, but he just took a look.

Compared with the previous one, this book has richer content and the theoretical basis is more convincing.

There are even detailed data comparisons above. If anyone wants to refute it, they will be able to find it as long as they look carefully.

What happened in the island country is not a big secret, but few people pay attention to it. If you pay attention, you will know how important it is.

Jingxian wrote here that milk is difficult to transport, but milk tablets are available there. They are not only easy to transport but also easy to store. If a warrior eats two milk tablets a day, the cumulative effect will lead to a substantial change.

In addition, soy milk and soy products can allow the soldiers to eat more.

There are many details in it.

There are even recipes for medicinal foods, with detailed preparation procedures and prominent warnings at the bottom, or important reminders. The taboos are clearly written, so even people who know nothing know that this is a treasure.

Finally, Jing Xian wrote: "Medicine is not as good as food, and food is not as good as Qi."

Jingxian suggested that a good work and rest schedule is the foundation of a person's health.

If the first part says that it is for the warriors, then there is no need to say who needs it in the second half.

To put it bluntly, this is the secret to health preservation.

It is also a secret to keeping fit.

He suspected Jingxian didn't know this

The importance of things, no, she knew, but her mind was much broader than she thought.

Song Zheng admires such people very much.

"You may not realize how precious her writings are." Song Zheng said to Shang Nanchen, "It's so difficult to find an old Chinese doctor to take care of your body now. Many old Chinese doctors have lost their traditions. Many books have not been preserved. Some have been burned, some have been thrown away, and those that have been preserved with great difficulty, no one dares to take them out. At the beginning of the year, someone was rehabilitated, but his health was also bad. He is only in his forties, but he looks like he is in his seventies or eighties. In the past few years, his body has become empty. Do you think this thing is important?"

Song Zheng opened the book and said, "Look at the recipes for medicinal foods at the back. They are all targeted. I can see that Comrade Jing Xian didn't write them today. They must have been written some time ago, otherwise they wouldn't be placed here."

Shang Nanchen knew that Jing Xian would write something on the table when she had free time. Now he knew that Jing Xian was writing about medicinal diet.

When did she start writing?

Why write?

Thinking of the cryptic words Song Zheng said when he first came over, perhaps she had taken it to heart at that time.

Shang Nanchen said in a deep voice: "I don't want anything. If anything happens to me, remember to protect her for me. Even if something happens to me, don't let her get hurt. If she remarries, you will be her family member and don't let her be bullied by others without anyone to rely on."

"???" Song Zheng's head was full of question marks, "What are you talking about? Are you really happy to see your wife sleeping on the same kang with another man in the future, giving birth to another man's children, and serving that man's family?"

"Why would I? I'm not crazy."

Shang Nanchen didn't know what the future situation would be like. If there was another war, he would definitely go to the battlefield. By then, whether he could come back alive or not would be another matter.

Song Zheng said: "No matter what you do in the future, don't think about what will happen after you die. Just think about coming back alive. Coming back alive is more important than anything else!"

There were voices outside the door, and the two of them ended the topic tacitly.

The children came back to get something to play with, and soon ran out again.

"If you really have an untreatable illness, you can let Jingxian try. But you have to make it clear to her in advance that Jingxian can't cure everything."

Shang Nanchen felt sorry for Jing Xian, but he also knew that those older generation revolutionaries, as well as those students who had suffered a lot but had no serious illnesses and were completely empty inside, were the backbone of the country.

He couldn't stop it, and he couldn't stop it.

"You can find more people who can regulate your body. Jing Xian is better at this." Shang Nanchen said through gritted teeth.

Song Zheng is not a fool: "I understand, I won't cause you any trouble."

Jing Xian came back, and Xu Ning and Song Ning also came with her.

Song Zheng did not discuss this topic with Shang Nanchen anymore. He carefully put the book away and put it in his bag, and then carefully placed it on the cabinet. He turned around and looked at the long table by the wall, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

“This is a nice table.”

Shang Nanchen said: "There are many children in my family, and Jingxian asked me to make a desk like this so that the children can sit there and do their homework after school."

"Very good, I'll make one when I get home. It's nice to sit here and eat." Song Zheng was more and more satisfied. Xu Ning came in at that moment. He took Xu Ning's hand and asked her to come over to look at the table. "We'll also have a table like this in our house. You can use it as a desk or a dining table. When the time comes, you can sit here and I'll write here. What do you think?"

"If you think the table is too small, we can just make a bookcase. If you need anything, you can just go to the bookcase and find it. Then you can sit on it and write. In the future, your children can also lie on it and do their homework."

Song Zheng's words made Xu Ning blush. She didn't dare to look up. She could even sense Song Ning's grinning eyes: "Whatever you say is fine."

After Xu Ning finished speaking, she turned and walked out.

"Um?"

Song Zheng turned around, his face full of confusion.

He was in a good mood today, so why didn't she want to listen to him even if he said a few more words?

When Xu Ning left the room, Song Ning sat on a small stool and asked with a grin, "Sister-in-law, when can I hug you?"

"My little nephew?"

Jing Xian looked at Xu Ning's blushing cheeks, then looked at Song Ning, smiled, lowered her head and continued to pick the fungus, preparing to soak it and stir-fry it in the evening.

"Why don't you have one yourself?"

Xu Ning returned to her usual cold and aloof demeanor. If her face hadn't been quite red, one would have thought she was unaffected.

Song Ning said without blushing: "I would like to have a baby, but there is no suitable person to marry me."

"You are so shameless." Song Zheng sprayed his sister in the room.

Song Ning shouted unconvincedly: "If you have the guts to criticize me, you have the guts to give birth to a child!"

After that, she looked at Xu Ning and said, "Sister-in-law, don't mind. Our family doesn't mean to urge you to have a baby. It's just that Song Zheng is a double-faced person, which makes people want to say something to him. The war between the two of us has nothing to do with you. Please don't take it to heart. Even if you are not pregnant, it's Song Zheng's fault."

Song Zheng was so angry that veins popped up on his forehead: "Song Ning, I will arrange a blind date for you tomorrow, do you believe it?"

"I'm afraid of you! Come on!" Song Ning put his hands on his hips, "I don't want a piece of crap that can't cook!"

Even if she gets married, she won't serve anyone.

Song Zheng was so angry at his own sister that he wanted to duel with her.

Jing Xian looked at Xu Ning. Xu Ning's expression was calm and she no longer blushed.

Xu Ning had seen this kind of scene too many times, so naturally she was able to turn a deaf ear to what was happening around her and just wait for the quarrel to be over.

"Are they like this every day?" Jing Xian has a brother, but she has never lived with him.

Jing Mingyang didn't like her either, he liked Jing Mingyue more. Thinking about it carefully, Jing Mingyang seemed to have never said a word to her, and even felt dirty when he looked at her. At that time, she was looking forward to meeting her brother with joy, but that one look made her heart fall into an ice cave.

The Jing family disliked her.

It's not what grandma said, looking forward to her coming back.

But now that her grandmother has passed away, the Jing family is her home, and the Jing family members are the closest people to her in this world.

She wanted to get close to the Jing family, but was excluded every time.

One day, she had a fever and lay quietly in the small room on the balcony. They didn't notice her presence and thought she had gone to work.

Their family ate pork, a big bowl of meat, which smelled so good that her stomach growled.

She was still wondering what day it was and why she was eating meat.

Why don't they call themselves.

Just as she was struggling to sit up and get ready to eat, she heard Jing Mingyue say in a gloomy voice: "Mom, why don't you let her live in the factory? She makes me eat eggs in secret at home. I have to wait until she is not at home to eat meat. Can you drive her away? I am really fed up with her. Every time she comes back, it is torture for me."

Jing Mingyang also said: "Every time she looks at me, I feel disgusted. From now on, I will not come back when she is at home."

Jing Daming said nothing. Zhou Huifang comforted the two children and said, "She only comes back a few days a month. You two should just be patient."

Hearing this, Jing Xian still felt warm in her heart, but the next sentence made her heart completely cold.

"Mom, don't let her come back! Come back with the wages, pay her and let her go." Jing Mingyue hugged Zhou Huifang's hand and acted coquettishly.

Zhou Huifang poked her forehead in a reproachful manner: "You are the same, you don't help me with anything, just like a rich lady. Apart from other things, I feel much more relaxed after she came to our house. She just cooks and washes the clothes at home, which saves me a lot of trouble. I have really enjoyed myself this year!"

"When my brother gets married, are you still worried that there will be no one to do these jobs?"

Zhou Huifang looked at her outstanding eldest son with great pride in her heart: "Your eldest brother will do great things in the future. When he gets a wife, she will serve your brother, not you."

Jing Mingyue sighed: "Okay, then let her stay at home for one night, and then she can leave all the clothes at home to wash on weekends."

"That's right." Zhou Huifang also praised Jing Mingyue.

Jing Xian felt that she was the biggest fool.

She treated them as family, but what did they treat her as?

Fei's servants all carried her.

After the Jing family had finished their meal and left, she quietly packed up her things, leaving only a very small package with nothing in it.

She will never come back again.

But not long...

She was called back and had her head hit by Jing Mingyue. She was sent to Zhou's house while she was unconscious.

"Jing Xian? Jing Xian?"

"Um?"

Jing Xian came back to her senses after being pushed twice by Xu Ning. She said embarrassedly, "I was distracted by thinking about the past."

"It's okay." Xu Ning saw that Jing Xian looked unhappy, but she didn't ask any more questions. She changed the subject naturally. "Every time they quarrel, I am distracted. They really start quarreling if they don't agree on a few words. I'm used to it."

Jing Xian was amused by the daily life of the Song brothers and sisters: "That's great!"

"Don't think that Song Ning and her brother are so fierce, that's because she can only bully them. Whenever my mother-in-law says something about Song Zheng, she will fight back." Xu Ning still likes Song Ning very much, not because Song Ning is Song Zheng's sister, but because of Song Ning as a person. "Last month, when we went back, my mother-in-law asked Song Zheng for money. Song Ning directly asked, have you prepared a house for my brother? If you haven't prepared a house, are you asking my brother for money to change the name of the homestead to my brother's?"

Jing Xian had never heard of these things before, so she asked curiously, "What did your mother-in-law say?"

"What else can I say? My mother-in-law found an excuse to go out and didn't come back until dark." Xu Ning didn't like her mother-in-law very much. Her mother-in-law was a little petty, which might be caused by the bullying she had suffered over the years.

Song Zheng is not the only child in the Song family. Song Zheng has an older son, Song Heng. Song Zheng's mother Han Yumei likes Song Heng very much and thinks that Song Heng is her pride. The second son is a scoundrel and has no hope of promotion in the army. She is not very satisfied with his wife, but it is not embarrassing for the doctor to tell others, so she doesn't care much.

Before, when Song Zheng was not married, there was no sign of Han Yumei's partiality.

After Song Zheng got married, Han Yumei changed.

Song Ning couldn't stand it and confronted her mother.

In this matter, Xu Ning was particularly grateful to Song Ning.

Song Ning went in and had an argument with her brother. Xu Ning asked Jing Xian in a low voice, "Do you have a whitening recipe?"

"Hmm? You're very white, you don't need to."

Xu Ning said in a particularly low voice: "I'm not asking for myself, I'm asking for Song Ning. Song Ning is a bit shady. In the art troupe before she was transferred here, people always said she was shady behind her back. She didn't show it on her face, but she felt very uncomfortable behind her back."

Xu Ning had not thought of this before. It was only after she heard Song Zheng talk about Jing Xian's abilities that she realized Jing Xian might have a way.

Jing Xian did have an idea. She got up and went into the house to get a pen and paper. "It's hard for me to get a lot of herbs. I'll write them down and let you find a way to get them. I'll treat Song Ning with them. It will take half a year to take effect if you use them internally and externally. It may not be possible for Song Ning to be as fair as you, but she can be much fairer than she is now. The most important thing is that it's good for the skin."

Xu Ning was overjoyed and put away the list of herbs written by Jing Xian as if it were a treasure: "I really don't know what to say."

"This is a secret recipe of the palace. I heard that the concubines in the palace use it. It was passed down by my master's ancestors." If Jing Xian had not returned from the end of the world and her memory had become extremely strong, she would have long forgotten that she had a beauty recipe.

Nowadays, when people hear that it is a palace house, they know how precious it is.

Xu Ning solemnly warned Jing Xian: "Don't say this again in the future. It will be troublesome if someone hears it."

"You are not an outsider." Jing Xian said.

"Don't say that. Walls have ears." Xu Ning was particularly happy that Jing Xian said that. She felt that she treated Jing Xian as a friend and Jing Xian also treated her as one of her own. "Those people don't allow this or that, saying it's some kind of...ism. In fact, the things they put on their faces and the things they can use are all from the other side of the sea."

Xu Ning is a doctor, and she was filled with indignation when she talked about this: "The equipment that the hospital lacks cannot be made by ourselves, and we are not allowed to buy it from outside. Many tests cannot be done in China at all."

\"The same goes for medicine." Jing Xian said with a frown.

"What?"

Xu Ning turned to look at her.

Jing Xian asked, "Didn't you notice that the hospital doesn't have many medicines? Many of them are even expired. But the higher-ups don't allow us to deal with them and require us to give them to patients. We can't not use them because there are no medicines to use. Many pharmaceutical factories are making drugs randomly, and the pharmaceutical factories are in chaos now. Some time ago, our hospital received a batch of medicines from other places."

If the pharmaceutical factory where she worked had not been in chaos and was still producing medicines in an orderly manner, many medicines would probably be unavailable for purchase.

But even if we contact their pharmaceutical factories, the medicines we can buy are just a drop in the bucket.

Under the overall environment, the pharmaceutical industry has stagnated and even regressed.

Xu Ning sighed: "When will this end?"

"You will be able to see the sun."

Jing Xian had read the history of the apocalypse. That country had also gone through a turbulent era, and then gradually became stronger and stronger, becoming the world's most powerful country. It was precisely because of the strength of the motherland that it was able to quickly build a base during the apocalypse, allowing countless survivors to find their own home.

It was still early, and Jingxian quickly prepared everything and started steaming the rice.

While she was free, she asked Xu Ning: "By the way, I plan to make two skirts. Do you want to come over and take a look?"

"What kind of skirts are you making?" Xu Ning followed in curiously.

Jing Xian took out the Dacron cloth from the cupboard, placed it on the kang, and drew the appearance of the finished clothes on a notebook with a pen.

"That's about it."

Last summer, Jing Xian saw Jing Ming Yue wearing a red skirt, and everyone in the family said she looked good. Having experienced the apocalypse, Jing Xian had seen many beautiful skirts in the apocalypse, so she naturally looked down on the current popular styles.

She pointed at her drawing and said to Xu Ning, "I made buttons on the collar and made it into a standing collar, like a shirt. The sleeves are to the elbows, with an opening at the cuffs for easy movement. I like the hem to be longer, to the ankles. Then twice, I plan to make more this week, just like the horse-faced skirt in the past, but this one is sewn directly."

Xu Ning originally thought it was very beautiful, and now after listening to Jing Xian's words, she wanted one too.

"Did you design this skirt?" Xu Ning's eyes sparkled, and she thought Jing Xian was really a genius.

"It's not really my design. I just dreamt about it and wanted a skirt like this. I didn't have the fabric before, but now I have enough, so I want to make a skirt that I like."

If Song Ning hadn't brought so much cloth, Jing Xian would have had to wait a long time before she could make a skirt by herself.

Xu Ning smiled and said, "Song Ning did a good thing. Next time if there are defective fabrics, if there are good-looking ones, then let Song Ning get some. You don't know, Song Ning is very conceited!"

"I plan to make one for her too. Don't tell me. I'll give her a surprise." Jing Xian thought there was nothing wrong with a little girl being vain.

If she had a concubine, she would pamper her, dress her in pretty skirts, and keep her fair and clean.

Raise your daughter to be the happiest little princess.

It’s good to be like Song Ning!

Xu Ning whispered, "Then I'll come over to help after Song Zheng leaves."

"I'll make one for you too, and you can choose the color yourself." Jing Xian had decided this early in the morning. When she saw Xu Ning's surprised expression, she also smiled.

"I knew I had it too." Xu Ning said happily, "Put it away quickly and don't let Song Ning see it."

"Um."

Jing Xian put the picture away and went out to cook with Xu Ning.

Xu Ning knew that Song Zheng liked the food cooked by Jing Xian. She knew she was not good at it, so she followed Jing Xian to learn.

"Have you ever heard that if you want to keep a man's heart, you must first keep his stomach?"

Jing Xian taught Xu Ning many little tips. Xu Ning had good conditions, with a monthly salary of 88 yuan, which could support several families in the countryside. Here, she could support herself and Song Zheng very well. Besides, Song Zheng also had a salary, which was not a small amount.

The young couple didn't have to pay money home, so their life must be much better than that of ordinary families.

"I haven't heard of it, but it makes sense." Xu Ningxue

More serious.

As they were talking, Song Zheng also came out. He stood next to Xu Ning and studied with her. The two of them whispered a few words to each other, and it seemed that they had a very good relationship.

As soon as Jing Xian raised her head, she met Shang Nanchen's eyes. Shang Nanchen didn't say a word, but the atmosphere between the two of them changed, making Jing Xian feel inexplicably embarrassed.

"Light up the fire and cook!"

"good."

Shang Nanchen replied with just one word in his deep voice, but Jing Xian didn't dare to look at him.

They are obviously an old married couple, but it feels awkward at the moment.

Song Ning had already gone out while the two couples were secretly showing their affection.

She is not stupid, so she won't stay and be a light bulb.

The four children were very happy to see Song Ning.

"Auntie, come quickly! Let's throw sandbags!"

Song Ning said: "Okay!"

She stood in the middle, leading Tiedan, Fusheng, Xiaomao, Damao, Gousheng'er, and several children from Zhang Liansheng's family, divided into two groups, and threw sandbags at them.

Song Ning's body is very flexible when dancing, and she can save people by grabbing the sandbag.

Fusheng is young, and no matter how clever he is, he is not as smart as the older children.

Every time he was knocked down, Song Ning would risk his life to catch the sandbag and save him.

Fusheng really likes playing with Aunt Song Ning.

"It's time to eat!"

Jing Xian shouted at the door and the children scattered instantly.

Tiedan gave the sandbag to Gousheng'er and said, "You guys play first. We're going home to eat. We'll come out after dinner."

"Okay, we'll go home for dinner then, and I'll take the sandbags back. Just call me then." Gousheng'er has a very good relationship with Tiedan and the others now.

Gousheng'er is in the same class with Damao, and Tiedan, Fusheng and Xiaomao are in the same class.

Several children go to school together every morning and come back together in the evening.

The relationship progressed by leaps and bounds.

In addition, whenever Mrs. Wu made something delicious, she would ask Tiedan to deliver it to her. Every time Jingxian prepared salted dishes, she would ask Tiedan and the others to deliver them to her. It would be wrong if their relationship was not good.

After dinner, Song Zheng was very happy, but he didn't drink any alcohol. After dinner, he took Xu Ning and Song Ning back home.

The next day, he drove away before dawn.

As soon as Song Zheng left, the time passed quickly.

Da Mao climbed up the tree to pick mulberry seeds for his brothers to eat, and Gou Sheng'er also went up to help. The two big ones were on top, and the three small ones were waiting to eat at the bottom.

Everyone's face turned red after eating, as if they had been beaten and had purple medicine applied on them.

It's simply unbearable to watch.

The only clean little hair stands out.

Jing Xian stared at the other three, said nothing, and directly took the washbasin over.

"You three will learn to wash your own clothes starting today." Jing Xian stood in the yard and poured some hot water into the water to prevent it from being too cold.

The three little guys obediently took off their coats and put them in the water. The three guys gathered around a basin and clumsily learned how to wash clothes.

"What's going on?"

Shang Nanchen came in from outside wearing a brand new military uniform. When he saw this scene, he asked in surprise.

Some children thought their savior had arrived.

As a result, Shang Nanchen said: "The weather is hot, and they should have washed their clothes themselves a long time ago."