Jiang Yun's good mood of the day vanished instantly when he saw Zhang Xiuying's face full of anger.
I was so focused on studying exercises during the day that I forgot about Zhang Xiuying.
Being immersed in a sea of questions is the most exhausting thing. She has no energy left now and just wants to have a good sleep.
Zhang Xiuying stopped Jiang Yun and said, "Stop right there!"
On a quiet night, Zhang Xiuying's loud voice was particularly piercing, and the buzzing echo could be heard in the house.
Jiang Jun stopped at the kitchen door, turned to face Zhang Xiuying, and glanced at Jiang Lan: "Xiaolan, have you finished your homework? Dad said that 'Lin Hai Xue Yuan' is due in a few days. I'll tell you more about it later."
Late at night, whether it was an argument or a fight, she would definitely lose! And it would also affect the neighbors!
Forget it, she should try to keep quiet, as she still has homework to do tomorrow.
In an instant, she suddenly understood Jiang Yonghua's helplessness and patience.
Jiang Lan was so frightened by Zhang Xiuying's sudden shout that she was speechless. She wanted to run but had nowhere to run. When she heard Jiang Jun's words, it was like she had grabbed a life-saving straw: "I'm done, sister, go wash your feet, I'll be right there."
Jiang Jun said nothing, avoided Zhang Xiuying's gaze, and turned away.
Zhang Xiuying was angry and slammed the table.
Jiang Lan cried with her mouth wide open, tears streaming down her face. "Mom, you scared me! Woo woo~"
Zhang Xiuying gritted her teeth: "I'm not coming here for you!"
Jiang Lan burst into tears. "If you hit my sister, who will copy my homework and tell me stories? Mom, why don't you hit me to make up for hitting my sister, okay?"
Zhang Xiuying was so angry that her heart ached: "Alright, why would I hit you for no reason? Go to bed early. Mom will boil you an egg tomorrow morning."
When Jiang Lan heard that there were eggs to eat, she stopped crying and said, "I want to eat the ones with runny yolk."
Zhang Xiuying glanced at the kitchen and said, "Okay, whatever you want to eat, Mom will make it for you, just for you!"
Jiang Jun was pouring water to soak her feet in the kitchen. Listening to Zhang Xiuying's words, she shook her head helplessly. She's a parent, yet she's so childish!
It was a late autumn night, the temperature was dropping, and she was still wearing sandals, so her feet were freezing.
I remembered that during the day, Chen Yuanwu and Chen Zhong were both wearing their newly issued cotton-padded military uniforms. Then I touched my own old sweater and found that the cuffs were already pilling. If I rubbed it any more, they would become as worn as Teacher Cao's tattered cotton-padded jacket.
Jiang Jun shook her head. She had just bought a bicycle, so asking Jiang Yonghua for money to buy clothes and cotton-padded shoes was definitely unrealistic. It would take her six months to save up enough pocket money to buy a cotton-padded jacket. By the time she had saved enough money to buy a cotton-padded jacket, it would already be spring.
How will she survive this winter?
After washing my feet and sitting in bed, I finally felt a little warmer.
Jiang Lan came over and said ingratiatingly, "Sister, was I good just now?"
Jiang Jun took out the novel he had prepared in advance and said, "Well done! I can only read two pages today. I'll read you two more tomorrow."
Jiang Lan's curiosity was piqued: "Sister, where did you go today? Aren't you hungry if you don't eat at home? What did you do at our dad's house?"
"If you don't want to listen, go back to your room and sleep." Jiang Jun closed the novel and said, "I'm going to sleep first."
Jiang Lan hurriedly held Jiang Jun's hand: "Okay, I'll listen." Jiang Lan was wearing a cotton-padded jacket, and her hands were warm: "Hey, sister, your hands are so cold, why don't you wear a cotton-padded jacket? Aren't you afraid of the cold?"
Jiang Yun rolled his eyes secretly. Who wouldn't wear a cotton-padded jacket? The key was to have the talent. "My old cotton-padded jacket is too small."
It's the age when I grow taller, and my cotton-padded jackets, cotton pants, and cotton shoes are all too small. Only the sweater I wore for three years is finally the right size this year. The coat I wore over a cotton-padded jacket last year can only be worn over a sweater this year.
Jiang Lan whispered, "Sister, why are you arguing with our mother? Just listen to her and she will make you a cotton-padded jacket."
Jiang Jun curled his lips: "You'll listen even if it's wrong?"
Jiang Lan blinked her eyes. "Whether she's right or not, she's still our mother. Anyway, as long as you're obedient, she'll cook for you and make clothes for you. Just now during dinner, she said that if you don't call her, she won't make you a cotton-padded jacket and you'll freeze to death."
Only Zhang Xiuying would say such stupid and aggressive words.
Jiang Jun was speechless and simply flipped open the fold of the novel. "I'll continue reading to you. Chapter 35, The Snow Hero."
He read the ending part before finishing the whole book. This was the fourth time Jiang Yun had read it.
This is Jiang Lan's habit. She must listen to the ending of any story before she can listen to the previous chapters with peace of mind.
The same goes for doing homework. After the math problems are copied for her and the answers are written next to them, Jiang Lan will only write out the calculation steps step by step.
Children with such habits usually become impatient when they grow up.
Jiang Jun finished reading it while yawning.
Jiang Lan was still listening with great interest: "Sister, I also want to go to the prairie in the future! I also want to ski! I also want to be a little white pigeon!"
Jiang Jun didn't respond. She still wanted to go over the content of the next day's lecture again. "Xiao Lan, go to bed quickly. You're getting more and more excited. Don't fall asleep here with me again, or you'll get scolded!"
So that Zhang Xiuying wouldn’t think that she was trying to win over Jiang Lan.
Jiang Lan stood up obediently: "Sister, you can move back and sleep with me. We can heat the kang in a few days."
This hard bed gets colder the more I sit on it. How can I sleep on it?
Jiang Jun was also considering this question: comfort or freedom? "We'll talk about it when the time comes."
Jiang Lan remembered something else: "Sisters Zhang Jie and He Xiangdong came to look for you today, and I told them you weren't home. If they come to look for you again tomorrow, I'll tell them you went to Dad's! By the way, sister, what business did you have with Dad?"
Jiang Jun frowned, her headache starting to build: "If they come looking for me again, you can tell me..." Sigh, she couldn't even think of an excuse. Jiang Lan would definitely tell Zhang Xiuying right away: "I'm reading the novel 'Red Rock' at my dad's place. I'll secretly bring it back for you to read. You mustn't tell my classmates."
Jiang Lan's face was full of excitement: "Okay, I won't tell you, but you must remember to bring it back for me to see!"
Jiang Jun said perfunctorily: "Okay, go to bed now."
After discussing the topic for a whole day, Jiang Jun was very tired. She didn't know how she fell asleep.
When the wake-up call sounded over the loud speaker, Jiang Jun still felt a little sleepless.
This tiredness continued until she started teaching Chen Yuanwu.
After another day of teaching exercises, Jiang Jun couldn't hold on any longer. While Chen Yuanwu was doing his exercises, she quietly lay down on the conference table, telling herself that she would just take a nap for a short while.
In just a short while, Jiang Jun found herself in the cold storage. She anxiously looked for the switch everywhere, trying to turn on the heater to defrost the ice.
It turned out that she was lucky enough to find a bonfire, and soon her whole body was warmed by the bonfire.
What made people most happy was that a lamb ran over and jumped into the campfire.
The aroma wafted from the bonfire, and someone called her, "Girl? Girl? Wake up!"
Jiang Jun opened her eyes drowsily and smelled the aroma of mutton soup. She quickly sat up, and the cotton coat draped over her shoulders fell to the ground. Chen Zhong was bending over, looking at her with a smile.
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