Chapter 74

"Who is so shameless as to stand at the gate and look into someone's house?"

Jing Xian wanted to roll her eyes: "Think about it carefully. When you came into the alley and passed the front door, did you subconsciously look inside?"

Shang Nanchen thought: "It seems to be the case."

"Draw the curtains!"

Jing Xian pushed him.

Shang Nanchen didn't move: "Don't you think it's a problem to draw the curtains when the weather changes drastically?"

Jing Xian's body froze, and she happened to see the smile in his eyes. She was so angry that she pushed him over.

Shang Nanchen: “…”

"You pushed me down again!"

He was lying on the kang and he laughed as he finished speaking.

Jing Xian: “…”

She wanted to say she didn't mean it.

“I didn’t use much force.”

Shang Nanchen turned his head to look at Jing Xian, who had a guilty look on her face, and held her in his arms, giving her a big kiss.

"Wife, you don't have to use too much force in the future. I think you can push me away with just a poke of your finger." Shang Nanchen said this with a smile in his eyes.

Jing Xian could tell that he was making fun of her.

She sat up and pulled her clothes on: "Eat, I'm hungry."

Jing Xian was standing on the ground feeling unhappy. Seeing the red box on the table, she said to Shang Nanchen, "I'll make this for you tonight."

"Why should I eat this? I don't have kidney deficiency." Shang Nanchen stared at Jing Xian as soon as he finished speaking.

Jing Xian was also looking at him, and the next second Jing Xian turned around and ran outside.

She hid in the east room and locked the door.

A few seconds later, there was a knock on the door.

Just two times, very perfunctory.

"Open the door."

Shang Nanchen's voice had a very indifferent feeling through the door panel, and his tone sounded very calm, but Jing Xian could feel the turmoil beneath the calmness.

Jing Xian picked up the linen cloth and wiped the cabinet without saying anything.

Anyway, as long as he doesn't go out, Shang Nanchen won't do anything to her.

"Aren't we going to have dinner? How can we have dinner if you don't come out?" Shang Nanchen seemed to have no intention of finding fault at all.

Jing Xian was alert: "If you don't want to eat it, you can eat it!"

It's impossible to trick her out.

She knew too well the consequences of questioning Shang Nanchen.

The last lesson was bloody.

"I promise I won't do anything."

Shang Nanchen didn't leave. He leaned against the door frame and spoke to the room. He also opened the curtain and looked at Jing Xian's busy little figure through the glass above, his eyes gradually darkening.

Jing Xian ignored him.

Shang Nanchen said: "It's noon now, you have to eat. Don't you Chinese medicine practitioners pay much attention to health preservation? How can you maintain your health if you don't eat?"

"If you don't believe me, I'll go out to eat." Shang Nanchen turned and left, lifted the lid of the pot and took out the rice.

The table was placed on the floor of the outer room, the food was served there, and the bowls and chopsticks were laid out.

He shouted inside, "Are you really not going to come out to eat?"

"Well, tell me what's wrong with your leg, and I'll come out to eat." Jing Xian felt that Shang Nanchen was different from other regiment commanders. The soldiers he trained were not ordinary soldiers.

It's almost like calling them special forces.

He has never stopped in the past six months, and suddenly he is on vacation at home. It is obvious that there is a problem.

"It's an old problem, so I need to rest for a few days." Shang Nanchen knew the consequences of hiding the truth from Jing Xian. Besides, his leg was just injured, a recurrence of an old injury, not broken.

There is nothing that cannot be said.

Jing Xian opened the door and came out: "Let me check you out."

"Eat first, the food will get cold soon." Shang Nanchen served her a bowl of soup, "After dinner, you can have any examination you want."

It was a simple meal for two people.

A plate of pickles, a bowl of cold vegetables, and a portion of soybean pickles stewed in the morning. There were some dried chilies in it. It wasn't very spicy, but it had a little spicy taste and went well with rice.

Jing Xian got up and went outside, picked two cucumbers, washed them and brought them in.

Shang Nanchen took it and said, "I'll take the photo."

"The lettuces are growing well. Let's make some pancakes tonight! Wait for me to find the pancake griddle. Wash it and use it. The green onions are edible too." Jing Xian hadn't eaten these things for many years.

When I was a child, I found eating pancakes the most painful thing.

Every time, I would dip green onions and radish strips in sauce, and then pickled cabbage. Not to mention stir-frying, even stewing is pitifully scarce. Stewing cabbage is almost the same as boiling it.

Her dream at the time was to never eat these things again when she grew up.

At the end of the world, she ate a lot of things that she had never eaten or seen before.

At that time, it didn’t matter whether the food was expired or not, as long as it was edible, we didn’t care whether it would give us diarrhea or not.

Anyway, people in the last days have become physically stronger and are better able to adapt to the harsh environment.

At that time, what she wanted to eat most was the food she hated most when she was a child.

"OK."

"Will some of the children dislike eating it?" Jing Xian was a little worried.

Shang Nanchen said: "They have a good fire and eat everything."

"Then I'll make more, and you can give it to others if you want."

There is no shortage of food at home this year.

Jingxian thought of the private plot allocated to her by the farm. Next to it was a wasteland with grass more than two meters high. It said that it was their family's private plot.

The place is not big, only five mu of land.

Jing Xian took advantage of Shang Nanchen's absence to clear the weeds by herself. Others weeded by first chopping them with a sickle and then digging them out with a pickaxe, which was very laborious.

She doesn't need it.

She only needs to absorb the energy from the weeds on the ground, and after all the weeds have died, she can easily dig them out of the ground, pile them up on the ground, and burn them to use as fertilizer.

She didn't plant anything else on that piece of land but millet.

She made a preliminary estimate and found that the land was very fertile, and with her special abilities, she could expect a good harvest.

"Do we have millet noodles at home?" Shang Nanchen asked the key question.

Jing Xian smiled: "I'll leave this to you."

But before that, she wanted to take a look at his legs first.

Jing Xian cleared the dishes and washed them, wiped her hands and said, "Come in and get on the kang. Let me see your legs."

Shang Nanchen went straight into the house and lay down on the kang.

“…”

Jingxian was very satisfied with his cooperation.

In order to conceal her own special abilities, Jing Xian sealed his legs with golden needles, causing him to temporarily lose consciousness.

Jing Xian used her special powers to move along his legs.

She was already shocked to find something was left in Wu Zhanfu's leg. Unexpectedly, Shang Nanchen's leg was much more serious than Wu Zhanfu's. Fortunately, in the past six months, her supernatural power has become much stronger than before.

If it was half a year ago, when she was treating Master Wei, she would definitely have had a hard time.

Speaking of which, I also want to thank Shang Nanchen.

It was his hard work and dedication that enabled her to cure his leg in one go.

"I'm going to treat you. Go grind the wheat into powder later. I'll take a nap. When I wake up, I'll make pancakes." Jing Xian knew that she would be exhausted by the time she cured Shang Nanchen's leg.

She'll feel better after a nap.

Eat something then, Shang Nanchen won't be able to tell anything.

Jing Xian had a good idea and took out other silver needles to help her treat Shang Nanchen. Through Yin Chen, the energy can be maximized. Shang Nanchen cleared the blocked area and then repaired it.

Maybe it's due to the plant-type ability, the treatment effect is not as good as the healing type, but it is much stronger than other types.

Jing Xian used her supernatural powers to clear the blockage and repair the damaged knee bone.

Normally, this condition cannot be cured and can only be cured by nursing. If the child is not properly nursed, he or she will be unable to exert effort when he or she is older and limping is common.

People like Shang Nanchen are expected to change careers early.

This must be a fatal blow to Shang Nanchen.

Jing Xian thought it was easy, but it turned out to be much more difficult than she imagined.

She stopped to catch her breath, thinking about how to get through the most serious part in one breath.

"The travel manager called me a few days ago and told me that I got married and asked me to bring the kids over to see him." Shang Nanchen had not intended to talk about this, but when he saw Jing Xian frowning, he wanted to say something to distract her attention.

And this matter cannot be kept secret. I have to tell Jing Xian sooner or later.

Jing Xian turned to look at him. She didn't understand who was calling from the hotel, but she asked directly, "Who is it? If you want to see the child, let us take him over to see him? Does he think he is your father?"

Shang Nanchen: “…”

Jing Xian waited for a while, but before Shang Nanchen could speak, she turned her head and asked belatedly, "Is it really your stepfather... um, biological father?"

"It's him." Shang Nanchen nodded.

"Tsk. The sun rises from the west?" Jing Xian didn't like Shang Nanchen's father and made all the ridicule she deserved.

Shang Nanchen's face was expressionless, and there was not even a hint of light in his eyes: "It is also possible that the mountain sets from the east."

"We should go if they invite us, but we must not give them any reason to criticize us. At least we must not let them find fault with the gift." Jing Xian thought, "Dragon Boat Festival happens to be in the middle of the month, so I can make some rice dumplings and bring them over, and also buy some sea fish. It won't be like going home empty-handed."

"Can I borrow a car?"

After he finished speaking, he was praised by Jing Xian.

"It's good to borrow a car. Then we won't have to go so hard to go back and forth. It's not easy to go into the city with four children and a family." Jing Xian said, and suddenly she understood. She picked up the silver needle and prepared to continue to clear Shang Nanchen's blocked meridians. "Don't say anything. I'm going to continue."

Shang Nanchen immediately stopped talking, but his eyes were focused on her.

She looks very beautiful when she is concentrating.

Jing Xian is very beautiful, with rare white skin, long and thick eyelashes, and a pair of bright and lively eyes. Sometimes it seems as if she is filled with vicissitudes of life, and sometimes she is so innocent that one feels like a child.

She is said to be cold, but she is easily soft-hearted.

Before I knew it, an hour had passed.

Jing Xian raised her head, wiped the sweat from her forehead, pulled out the last few silver needles, and asked him, "Try to move. How does it feel?"

Upon hearing this, Shang Nanchen moved that leg, then moved his good leg.

Then, he looked at Jing Xian with burning eyes.

Jing Xian frowned and asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

As she said this, she reached out her hand again.

When her hand was halfway up in the air, Shang Nanchen suddenly grabbed her hand, held her in his arms without any effort, and turned over to press her under him.

Jing Xian was still a little confused: "Is it better or not?"

"very good."

Shang Nanchen's eyes sparkled with a gleam of light, emitting a burning glow as he stared at Jing Xian intently.

Jingxian wanted to push him, but she didn't have the strength.

"Now that it's ready, go get the millet flour. I'll sleep for two hours and get up to make pancakes so we can have them in the evening. If they're delicious, we'll also make some pancakes and bring them to your father the day before Dragon Boat Festival."

"That's not urgent."

"It won't be in time. Two hours won't be enough, right?" Jing Xian took a long time to make vermicelli last time.

I haven’t finished eating the noodles I made yet.

As she spoke, Jing Xian suddenly felt like eating.

"Shall we make noodles tomorrow morning? You should get up early in the morning, and we'll buy some bones and make some soup." Jing Xian became hungrier and hungrier as she spoke, and she even wanted to get something to eat, but she had no strength.

"good."

Shang Nanchen's voice became hoarse.

He wanted to shut her up and he did.

More than an hour later, Shang Nanchen got dressed and got up. Jing Xian lay lazily on the kang, her voice as hoarse as when she just woke up in the morning: "Can't you wait until night?"

Shang Nanchen said meaningfully: "I'm afraid you can't wait."

"!!!"

Jing Xian's body suddenly stiffened, and her hands under the quilt clenched into fists.

She pursed her lips, said nothing, and didn't know what to say.

It was only a few breaths before she heard the door open, but it felt like a century.

"I went to make millet noodles."

"good."

Jing Xian felt that the voice did not sound like her own.

Jing Xian slowly came back to her senses when she heard the footsteps fade away.

She had never known she was so scared.

I always thought I was indifferent and not afraid, but I didn't expect that it wasn't the case.

She didn't know what she was panicking about.

I wasn’t afraid of the end of the world, but now I am afraid.

What is she afraid of?

Jing Xian didn't think too much but waited quietly.

The frightened Jing Xian fell asleep the next second.

When she woke up, Shang Nanchen had already returned and was washing the pancake griddle outside.

She put on her clothes and came out, and saw him washing things by the well in his vest. The young wives passing by would deliberately slow down their pace to look inside. Jing Xian frowned and looked over, and the young wife immediately walked away very quickly.

Jing Xian turned and went into the house and took out the short-sleeved jacket she had made for him.

"It's not good to wear a vest. Anyone outside can see you. Wear this outside." Jing Xian threw the jacket on his back.

Shang Nanchen turned around and looked at her in surprise, his eyes conveyed a lot of meaning.

Jing Xian turned around and went in to make noodles and prepare pancakes.

Seeing that she didn't seem to want to say anything, Shang Nanchen didn't ask, and the two of them ignored the matter tacitly.

“When did you make this for me?”

Shang Nanchen put on the shirt and found that the shirt had a half-sleeve collar, which was different from the popular collars nowadays. However, this kind of half-sleeve collar could be buttoned to the collar.

Shang Nanchen was very satisfied with this.

"A few days ago." Jing Xian had already prepared the noodles.

It was a whole big pot, and I didn’t know how many pancakes she was going to make.

Shang Nanchen took the big pot off the cold stove, put the pancake griddle on it, turned around and asked her: "Is this okay?"

"Can."

Jingxian thinks it’s great.

She sat there with a stool, Shang Nanchen helped to put things in place, and Jing Xian started to make pancakes.

Shang Nanchen sat opposite her and made a fire, while Jing Xian was in charge of selling pancakes.

The first one came out, and he asked Shang Nanchen to taste it: "See how it tastes."

"Good."

Jing Xian looked over with big eyes: "Is it really delicious?"

“It’s delicious.”

Shang Nanchen was not lying, he had never eaten such delicious pancakes.

"I'll send some to the neighbors later." Jing Xian continued to sell pancakes. She was not very good at it at first, but she became more and more skilled.

Spread out the pancakes one by one and fold them directly on the curtain.

When the children come back from school, each of them rolls up a pancake and goes out to eat.

"Da Mao, ride your bike to bring some pancakes to your eldest aunt and your old lady." Jing Xian asked Shang Nanchen to pack the pancakes and asked Damao to deliver them to Song Ning and Xu Ning.

After eating a pancake, Damao rode away on his bike.

"Tiedan, take this to your aunt Ma's house." The pancake stall had enough pancakes, and Jing Xian was not stingy and gave quite a lot.

"Fusheng and Xiaomao, come here and deliver this to Gousheng'er's home."

The last one is for Li Yu’s family.

Wait for Damao to come back later and let him ride his bike to take it over.

Jingxian not only had pancakes delivered, but also a bunch of lettuce and two cucumbers. The cucumbers were cut into strips and put inside, unlike green onions, which would have made the dish very spicy.

It's okay for adults, but some children may not be able to bear it.

Someone was eyeing the cucumbers and persimmons at home, and there were many families to whom Jing Xian gave gifts, so each family only got two cucumbers.

The local cucumbers they sell are the kind that look thick and have a strong cucumber flavor.

Under Jingxian's supervision, it grew very fast and looked bigger than other wild cucumbers.

, but very tender.

Generally, two cucumbers are enough.

"You go eat, I'll come."

Shang Nanchen took the tool from her hand and asked Jingxian to come over and eat it.

Jing Xian asked: "Can you do it?"

"I already knew how to do it."

Jing Xian was half-believing and half-doubting, and when she saw Shang Nanchen doing it in a similar way, she raised her eyebrows. If she hadn't known that it was his first time, she would have thought he had done it before.

Shang Nanchen's pancakes are getting better and better as they are cooked from raw to cooked.

The rest were sold by Shang Nanchen alone.

"Tomorrow morning, get up and eat pancakes, and then just make some soup."

Jing Xian thought that her family needed pickled cabbage dumplings, so she decided to stir-fry them with a piece of pork belly and some chopped vegetables tomorrow morning, and then add a little chili to season it. Then she would put it in the pancake and roll it up. It would definitely taste great.

She didn't have to cook breakfast recently, but now it seems she will have to get up and cook tomorrow morning.

"Can."

Shang Nanchen had no objection, and neither did the children.

"Then I'll go in first." Jing Xian was a little tired, so she took a shower and lay down on the kang.

In the yard, Shang Nanchen watched several children washing clothes.

There was a radio broadcast outside.

After the children finished washing their clothes, they took a bath in the yard.

At this time, the temperature rose and it was dark.

Shang Nanchen pushed the children into the house to sleep, locked the door, and went back to sleep.

He thought Jingxian was asleep.

In fact, Jingxian was just lying down and resting.

She took a short nap in the afternoon and is not sleepy now.

When Shang Nanchen came in, she became nervous. But he didn't turn on the light, climbed onto the bed in the dark, and didn't touch her, which made her even more nervous.

Just when Jing Xian thought that this matter was over, he heard his low voice: "Did I scare you today?"

Jing Xian's heart suddenly rose, and she didn't know how to answer.

Just as he was hesitating, Shang Nanchen spoke again.

"Don't be afraid. If you don't want to tell me, I won't ask, and I won't tell anyone."

His words made Jingxian want to confess.

The thought lasted only a moment, and Jing Xian shrank back into her shell.

She was still wary of Shang Nanchen.

There is really no way to explain things related to supernatural powers.

She also knew how difficult it was for an alien like her to survive.

Even in the end times, people with special abilities will be dissected and studied. I heard that the only person with light special abilities was captured and taken to the laboratory.

She didn't dare to gamble.

I don't gamble easily.

Maybe, before she died, she would tell him.

Jing Xian was silent for a long time before slowly closing her eyes.

Suddenly, he stood up and pressed down, scaring Jing Xian half to death.

She was about to speak when he said, "Forget about the deer antlers. It would be a waste to give them to me. In order to prevent you from wasting such an expensive thing, I'd better verify it first."

"???"

What the hell?

Then, Jing Xian understood.

Shang Nanchen is a real beast.

He is simply not a human being.

Jing Xian was planning to get up in the morning to cook, but he didn't let her go to bed until daybreak.

She wanted to shout: "Do you know how I spent my night?"

When Jing Xian woke up, she was filled with resentment.

She stared at Shang Nanchen unkindly, not giving him a good look, and even ignored him.

Wherever she went, Shang Nanchen followed.

Jing Xian felt that she had no place to put her supernatural powers, so she wanted to induce labor, but he just stood there and watched.

Jing Xian: “…”

Suddenly, she felt that now was also an opportunity.

Since he had felt it, she didn't have to say anything and just let him watch.

It's also a test.

This is the lesson Jingxian learned last night.

She walked to the gourd seedling

In front, the gourds have already blossomed and produced gourds. There are quite a few gourds, but there can be no more than three gourds on one vine, otherwise the other small gourds will be angry to death.

Jing Xian placed her hands on the gourd vines, and the gourds in front of her instantly turned into big gourds.

However, her eyes never left Shang Nanchen's face. As a result, the moment her supernatural power was activated, Shang Nanchen turned around and picked a cucumber.

Jing Xian: “…”

It's not that she didn't give him a chance, but that he gave up on his own.

Jing Xian felt like she was punching cotton.

"Don't give other dishes at home to others."

Shang Nanchen finished speaking while eating a cucumber and walked outside without even looking at the big gourd in Jing Xian's hand.

This is really...

It's a bit annoying.

When the children came back at noon, Jingxian fried the gourd.

"Mom, what is this? It's delicious! It has a different fragrance, a refreshing scent!" Fusheng's vocabulary has increased significantly since he started school.

Jing Xian said: "Gourd."

"Isn't that our water scoop? Can this thing be eaten?" Damao asked in shock.

The other three kids also widened their eyes at the same time.

I can't believe that the black water scoop is edible.

"You can eat young gourds. But you can't eat them when they're ripe. You have to make them into water ladles." After Jing Xian finished speaking, the kids suddenly realized.

After they finished their meal, they went to the yard to look at the gourds.

Jing Xian could hear several children shouting from inside the room: "So this can be eaten? I thought it was just for storing things!"

"Um?"

You can also use gourds to store wine!

She could get a few water bottles for the little ones.

The military water bottle was still a little heavy.

Besides, there are many children and few water bottles, so it won’t work to give one and not the other.

Just don’t give it to anyone.

In the blink of an eye, the Dragon Boat Festival is here.

Shang Nanchen has a holiday, Jing Xian has a holiday, and the children are also on holiday.

Shang Nanchen borrowed a car and drove Jingxian and the four children to the tourist city.

"When we get there, remember to call someone." Jing Xian reminded the children on the way.

When they finally arrived at the place, saw the large yard, and then looked at the guard standing at the gate, Jing Xian's eyes suddenly narrowed.

The car was parked in the yard.

They got out of the car and the people in the house did not come out.

They all walked to the door, and a woman in her forties came out: "Xiao Shang, come in! You haven't been here for a long time. Your father misses you every day."

Jing Xian turned her head to look at Shang Nanchen, and asked with her eyes: "Is this your stepmother?"

Shang Nanchen didn't say anything because they had already gone in.

When Jing Xian saw the woman sitting on the sofa, who was not very pretty but had a good temperament, she realized that this well-maintained woman was Shang Nanchen's stepmother.