Chen Shanhe brought the prepared food to the table, placed the chopsticks in place, and pushed Jiang Shiyue's shoulders to sit at the table.
Jiang Shiyue raised an eyebrow, "What have you done to offend me?"
If someone shows you kindness without any reason, he is either a traitor or a thief.
Chen Shanhe: “…”
He raised his hand and gave Jiang Shiyue a slap in the face. "What are you talking about? How could I let you down?"
Yang Yang, who was not allowed to sit down yet, raised his hand and hit Chen Shanhe on the leg.
Chen Shanhe and Jiang Shiyue looked at Yangyang at the same time.
Chen Shanhe even raised his hand and touched the place where he was hit.
It didn't hurt, it was just too unexpected.
Yangyang rarely takes the initiative to interact with others, let alone hit others, and the person she hits is her.
Jiang Shiyue asked Yangyang curiously, "Why did you hit Dad?"
"Who told him to beat Mama?"
Jiang Shiyue: “…”
Chen Shanhe: “…”
Jiang Shiyue burst out laughing, bent down and picked up Yangyang, her shoulders shaking with laughter.
Chen Shanhe sat down expressionlessly, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.
Jiang Shiyue smiled enough and touched Yangyang's head, "Thank you Yangyang for being so concerned about Mommy, but Daddy was just joking with Mommy. Besides, he is Daddy, you can't hit Daddy!"
Yangyang was silent, with a confused look in his eyes. He probably didn't understand why Daddy hit Mommy on the head just for fun?!
Jiang Shiyue patiently explained to Yangyang that fighting when one is truly angry can be very ferocious, while fighting while joking is mostly just a joke. However, joking with someone you don't know well is not a joke.
Yangyang became even more confused.
It was Chen Shanhe who made the final decision. "I promise you, I will never hit Mom again, not even for fun."
After saying that, he remembered something and looked at Jiang Shiyue with a smile.
Jiang Shiyue understood almost immediately, and her face flushed instantly.
I won’t do it even when joking, but I will do it in bed.
She put Yangyang back to his seat, put his bowl and spoon on the edge of the table, and rolled her eyes at Chen Shanhe in annoyance.
Chen Shanhe smiled.
Jiang Shiyue laughed so hard that she kicked him under the table.
"Why are you at home at this time?" Jiang Shiyue asked.
Chen Shanhe stopped smiling immediately, and a look of guilt appeared on his face.
"I have to go on a business trip soon and leave tonight. If I'm fast, I'll be back in a couple of days. If I'm slow, I might not be back for the New Year. I won't be able to go home with you."
Jiang Shiyue: “…”
She doesn’t mind going home or not, but she would feel a little lost if she couldn’t celebrate the New Year together.
Chen Shanhe looked carefully at Jiang Shiyue's expression and said with embarrassment: "I'm sorry! It was me who suggested going home with you, and it was me who couldn't do it. I..."
Jiang Shiyue shook her head and interrupted Chen Shanhe, "I know."
After living in the compound for so long, I've seen and experienced so much that I've become accustomed to it.
Especially in the past few days in the flying brigade, we witnessed a separation of life and death in just a few days.
When she went downstairs in the morning, several sisters-in-law were working and chatting downstairs. One of them was unhappy so early in the morning and looked up at the sky from time to time.
She said that every time her husband had a flight mission, his heart felt like it was floating in the air, hanging in the air, and he would only feel at ease when it landed.
As a result, Chen Shanhe came back a little late that night, and as soon as he came back, he hugged her and kissed her.
Seeing that Chen Shanhe was in a bad mood, she asked and found out that there was an accident that day and a pilot was killed.
Soon, earth-shaking cries were heard from the family building.
It was the sister-in-law who said her heart was hanging in the air that day.
After handling the funeral, the sister-in-law took her children back to her hometown, and Jiang Shiyue was also in the group when they said goodbye.
She heard her sister-in-law say, "Ever since I married Lao Zheng, I've been worried every day. Now it's good, I finally feel at ease."
She cried, and the other sisters-in-law in the family compound also cried.
From that moment on, she realized that every time Chen Shanhe met her, it might be the last time after he returned to the flying brigade.
Thinking of this, Jiang Shiyue looked up at Chen Shanhe, "Is it dangerous?"
Chen Shanhe lowered his head and remained silent.
Jiang Shiyue pursed her lips.
Silence is sometimes the answer.
"Can you tell me where we're going?"
Chen Shanhe shook his head.
You can’t tell where you’re going, and you certainly can’t tell what you’re doing.
The inexplicable grievance made Jiang Shiyue's eyes sore. After a long time, she blinked, raised her head and smiled at Chen Shanhe, "Then come back early. Yangyang and I will wait for you at home."
Chen Shanhe nodded, but still said nothing.
He knew that Jiang Shiyue was worried, but what could he say?
He couldn't make a promise he couldn't keep.
Jiang Shiyue adjusted her mood and chatted with Chen Shanhe while eating as usual.
Yangyang doesn't like to talk, and Chen Shanhe doesn't talk much either. So when they were chatting, Jiang Shiyue was the only one talking.
Jiang Shiyue talked about going to the garment factory and showing off in the repair camp compound again, and also talked about Mengmeng's mother accusing Yangyang.
If you talk, you won’t be able to eat, so you will eat slowly.
Yangyang and Chenchen Shanhe both finished their meals early and put down their bowls and chopsticks, but neither of them left the table. They listened quietly to Jiang Shiyue talking without urging her.
Chen Shanhe would occasionally chime in.
"In the future, this kid..." Chen Shanhe pointed at Yangyang, "It would be great if he really married Mengmeng. After all, my mother-in-law has watched him grow up and knows him well."
…
But it’s just a meal, and it will be over no matter how slowly you take it.
Jiang Shiyue put down his chopsticks, and Yangyang jumped off the bench and returned to his room.
Jiang Shiyue reached out and pushed Chen Shanhe, "Go pack your clothes! Don't you have to leave soon?"
Chen Shanhe's Adam's apple rolled, he said "hmm" and stood up.
Jiang Shiyue also stood up. She collected the dishes and took them into the kitchen, put them in the sink and turned on the faucet.
The water flowed down like her tears.
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