Seeing her red and swollen eyes, Jiang Zhining walked over with concern, squatted down and wiped away her tears: "Why are you crying like a little cat?"
Xixi finally dared to burst into tears, gasping for breath and saying, "Xixi, I'm sorry, Mom. It's because of Xixi and my brother that Mom was said to..."
Xixi was crying and wiping her tears, feeling very sad.
Although she didn't understand a lot of what they said, she knew that they were all scolding Jiang Zhining for being their stepmother.
Jiang Zhining wiped away her tears: "What those people said is bullshit, don't take it to heart. Besides, I like you three so much, why do you care about other people's opinions? I live for myself, not for others."
"Mom, will you leave Xixi and brother behind? Xixi is very obedient. She can pee by herself, wipe her butt, and take a bath by herself. She doesn't make mom work hard. Can you, can you please not abandon Xixi?"
Looking at the little girl crying sadly, she was obviously scared.
Jiang Zhining pinched her cheek and said, "Of course not. Xixi is so cute, and Song Chen and Xiaoye are so sensible. I love you so much, how could I not want you?"
Upon hearing this, Xixi leaned on Jiang Zhining's shoulder and cried.
With Jiang Zhining's comfort, Xixi finally calmed down. The little one, tired of crying, fell asleep.
Song Yuzhou carried Xixi back to the room to rest. Jiang Zhining looked at Song Chen and asked, "Why are you so hesitant to speak? Do you have something to say?"
Song Chen bowed to her: "I'm sorry."
Before coming back, he had thought about this possibility, but he never expected it to actually happen.
Jiang Zhining smiled lightly: "No need to apologize, I don't regret being your mother."
"I won't let you regret it." Song Chen said firmly, "When I grow up, I will be filial to you and will not let anyone bully you."
Jiang Zhining ruffled his hair: "Aren't you doing the same now?"
Song Chen said nothing, his eyes flashing with seriousness.
Jiang Zhining and Song Yuzhou returned to the room. Song Yuzhou sat beside her, bent down and lifted her legs.
"What are you doing?"
"You kicked the door and people just now. Does your foot hurt?" Song Yuzhou said as he put her legs on his knees.
Take off her shoes and gently massage her feet.
Jiang Zhining chuckled: "I'm not that squeamish. I've already given you a lot of face, otherwise I would have pinned you to the ground and beaten you."
The experiences in her previous life taught her to use her fists to protect herself when necessary.
"Yeah." Song Yuzhou pressed his foot. "I'm not strong enough, so they criticize you like this. I want to stand in a higher position so that they won't dare to lecture you easily."
Just now he was wondering if they would be more wary if he held a higher position.
If you want to be her god, you have to be stronger!
"You can do it!" Jiang Zhining said encouragingly, "A 26-year-old regimental commander is already very good. Who knows, you might become the youngest commander-in-chief in the future."
Jiang Zhining said this half-jokingly, although this was his setting in the novel.
Song Yuzhou straightened his back: "I will work hard. I may be a little busy this year, and I want to make more military achievements."
In the military, making meritorious contributions is the fastest and most effective way to get promoted, although age is also a barrier.
But he has already broken the rule once, and he might break it a second or third time.
"Don't worry and go forward, I'm at home." Jiang Zhining said with a smile.
"Okay." Song Yuzhou responded and continued to massage her feet.
When Lin Chunmei came into the room with some fruit, she was shocked to see Song Yuzhou massaging Jiang Zhining's feet.
I have always known that Song Yuzhou loves Jiang Zhining, and what I saw before me has deepened this understanding.
It is not easy to find a capable and caring husband. Lin Chunmei is even more determined and does not allow relatives to talk nonsense, so as to prevent such a good son-in-law from running away.
Because of this incident, the atmosphere during lunch was a bit depressing.
No one mentioned anything about the relatives.
After dinner, Jiang Zhining stood up and said, "Children, let's take a walk around the village."
Hearing this, everyone looked at her.
Lin Chunmei looked worried: "Zhi Ning, why don't you just rest at home? There are many gossipy people in the village, and I'm afraid they will say something unpleasant and make you angry."
After this incident, the Shen family all knew that although Jiang Zhining looked delicate and weak, she was very strong at heart and was not a soft persimmon that anyone could bully.
Jiang Zhining said calmly, "The more they gossip, the more I will be open and honest. I just want them to see that I'm fine."
"I'm coming too." Song Yuzhou said truthfully.
"good."
So, the family of five strolled around the village in a large group.
Jiang Zhining brought a camera and asked Song Yuzhou to take a photo of her and the children.
Their figures can be seen everywhere, under the big trees and along the roads.
When the villagers saw this, they all looked at it sideways and talked about it cautiously.
"Mom has flowers." Xixi trotted to the side of the road and squatted there looking at them.
Jiang Zhining walked forward and replied with a smile: "It is very beautiful. Your father can make wreaths."
"Really?" Xixi's eyes lit up. "Dad, can Xixi have a wreath? Please."
"Okay." Song Yuzhou said, picking wild flowers and weeds and weaving a wreath.
Jiang Zhining was watching and rubbing her hands as she felt a little cold. She had forgotten to wear gloves when she went out.
The next second, a pair of gloves appeared in front of him.
Jiang Zhining raised her eyes and saw Song Chen taking off his gloves. He said in a low voice, "I'm not cold."
"It's okay, I'm an adult, I..."
Before she finished speaking, Song Chen reached out and carefully put the gloves on her hands.
Although the gloves are a bit small, they are warm.
"Thank you, Song Chen." Jiang Zhining smiled.
"No need." Song Chen said, putting his hands in his shirt pockets.
Jiang Zhining jumped in front of Song Yuzhou and showed off her gloves: "Song Chen gave them to me, you don't have them."
Song Yuzhou replied lovingly: "Yes, yes, I didn't."
"Song Chen Xiaoye, let's go over there." Jiang Zhining said and ran forward first.
"Slow down, don't fall." Song Yuzhou shouted.
"I know."
A passing villager saw this scene and whispered, "It doesn't look like he's been wronged."
"Yeah, that kid seems to be pretty nice to his stepmother."
"That man seems pretty good too."
Jiang Zhining spent the whole afternoon strolling around the village, taking photos, showing her affection, and looking very happy.
Seeing that Jiang Zhining was living much better than they had imagined, the gossipy villagers shut up.
At night, Song Yuzhou lay down in bed.
It was a bit cold under the quilt, and without Jiang Zhining by my side, I couldn't sleep.
Song Yuzhou was lying on the bed, about to turn off the lights and go to sleep, when a slender figure suddenly sneaked into the room.
As soon as Song Yuzhou raised his head, he saw the figure quickly crawling into the quilt.
"Zhi Ning?"
Jiang Zhining poked her head out from under the covers and said with a smile, "I sensed that Comrade Yuzhou was thinking of me, so I came here."
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