Chapter 65: Deviation of the Plot
Just as expected.
Qin Siyu's eyes lit up when she saw An Jianjun appear.
Then he saw An Jianjun's injured leg and his eyes were full of disbelief.
His...his leg, what's going on?
This clearly didn't happen in his previous life. An Jianjun had never suffered such a serious injury.
I heard from the villagers that An Jianjun could no longer join the army and could only work in the fields in the team to earn wages like them.
She didn't believe it was true.
In his previous life, An Jianjun was promoted from battalion commander to regiment commander and then to brigade commander. Although the journey was extremely difficult, he was fine.
The army was his second home. He stayed in the army all his life and regarded the army as his home. He seldom went back home.
How could he be willing to go home and farm?
"You...are you injured? Is it serious? Is it true that you can't serve in the army anymore?"
An Jianjun frowned slightly. He remembered this educated youth. He used to have a good relationship with Jiaojiao.
However, after coming back this time, he heard a lot of rumors, and he didn't want Jiaojiao to be with such a person.
He didn't want to judge who was right or wrong in Song Lai Di's case, but after all, she had to take some responsibility for Song Zhiqing's death.
An Jianjun nodded out of politeness, but his expression was very cold, completely different from when he looked at Feng Jiaojiao just now. "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine."
An Jianjun would not explain to those who were unimportant.
Qin Siyu noticed the indifference and alienation on An Jianjun's face, and she felt very painful inside.
How much she wanted to tell An Jianjun that she was his wife and that she was reborn, but such a thing was too unbelievable and she didn't dare to take the risk.
"I... Jianjun, please believe me, I really didn't hurt anyone, I was wronged!" She looked pitiful and ran towards An Jianjun.
Qin Siyu certainly didn't want to leave such a bad impression on An Jianjun. She wanted to explain, but she didn't know where to start.
Feng Jiaojiao was quick to push Qin Siyu away and rushed towards An Jianjun, "Oh, my stomach feels a little uncomfortable."
"You!" Qin Siyu was almost fallen down by Feng Jiaojiao's collision.
When An Jianjun heard Feng Jiaojiao say she had a stomachache, he didn't care about his crutches anymore. He quickly tiptoed forward and hugged Feng Jiaojiao, "Let me see!"
His eyes were full of anxiety.
The big hand gently checked Feng Jiaojiao's belly, "I'll ask the foot doctor to come over and take a look at you."
"Let's not use it for now. My stomach just hurt for a while. I'm much better now. I think I'll be fine after a rest."
Feng Jiaojiao pretended to be casual, "Oh, I'm so sorry, Qin Zhiqing, I bumped into you, I didn't mean to."
"But since you're fine, you'd better leave quickly. You can see that my stomach feels a little uncomfortable. After all, I'm pregnant. If something happens, you won't be able to explain it." Feng Jiaojiao said meaningfully.
Qin Siyu pursed her lips, suppressed her anger, and glanced at Feng Jiaojiao's belly.
What are you proud of? You may be pregnant, but you may not be able to live in peace.
He turned around and left.
"Don't meet her alone next time. It's better to be careful." An Jianjun instructed Feng Jiaojiao. He always felt that Qin Siyu was a very scheming person.
She is different from Feng Jiaojiao. Feng Jiaojiao is simple and cute, sometimes a little bit temperamental, but she always gets along well with him.
But Qin Zhiqing is good at hiding his emotions and not showing them. People like him are very scheming.
"I don't want to meet her again, and you are not allowed to meet her!" Feng Jiaojiao saw Qin Siyu's eyes, and it was clear that she had not given up yet.
"Are you stupid? Why should I see her?" An Jianjun pinched Feng Jiaojiao's little nose.
Having her is enough for him, and there is no room for anyone else in his eyes.
"I'm hungry!" Feng Jiaojiao touched her stomach. She had been feeling very hungry lately. Even though she had just finished eating, her stomach still felt empty.
An Jianjun looked at his wife lovingly, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you!"
Now that we have our own families, everyone cooks their own meals.
The stove that An Jianjun installed before was very useful. It made cooking much more convenient for the two of them.
Moreover, An Jianjun had bought a lot of various foods and cooking seasonings before, so there was nothing missing at home. The two of them could cook and eat whenever they were hungry.
The amount for two people is not too much, and they can eat quickly using the stove.
"I want to eat meat!" Feng Jiaojiao wanted to eat everything now, especially the cold noodles, rice noodles, spicy hot pot, and snail noodles she used to eat...
But she didn't dare to say, where is it here?
"Third sister-in-law wants to eat meat. We just caught a few pheasants. We will give one to her after we clean them up." The fourth, second and Zhang Qiang, the three of them caught a few pheasants and brought them back.
When the three of them returned to the An family, they heard Feng Jiaojiao shouting that she wanted to eat meat, so the fourth brother immediately agreed to get one for the third sister-in-law.
"Then I'll wait!" When Feng Jiaojiao heard someone give her a pheasant, she thought about waiting for a while.
"The chicken will take a long time to cook, I'll make you a bowl of noodles first." An Jianjun thought that the pheasant still needed to be cleaned and cooked, and it would take at least two hours before he could eat it.
Hurry up and make something else for my wife to eat.
Feng Jiaojiao sat aside waiting to be fed.
Skillfully heat the wok with oil, add scallions and sauté until fragrant, then add warm water. When the water boils, add a handful of noodles, an egg and some cabbage leaves.
A bowl of mixed soup noodles is ready.
"It smells so good!" It was just made and Feng Jiaojiao couldn't wait to take a bite.
“Ah! It’s so hot!”
"hiss!"
"Be careful! Stick out your tongue so I can see it!" An Jianjun hurried over and held Feng Jiaojiao's face.
My tongue was red, so I blew on it gently to relieve her pain.
Zhang Qiang looked through the door and window and saw the two of them getting along. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he finally let it go.
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