Chapter 155 Ping An knows his life experience
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Jiu Yang Zhu Zhu
Jiang Wan felt a little sad for some reason when she saw him looking like a country bumpkin. She picked up a steamed bun and stuffed it into him:
"This is made from white flour, called steamed buns. It's delicious!"
Ping An grabbed the steamed bun and drooled with greed, but he still turned to look at Qiao Liancheng:
"Daddy, can I eat?"
Qiao Liancheng nodded yes.
The little guy was so happy when he heard this, he opened his mouth and took a big bite.
The slightly sweet and soft taste instantly conquered him.
Just a moment ago, he looked like he was about to die on the battlefield, but now he seemed to be resurrected with full health.
He didn’t even need to eat the vegetables, just biting the steamed buns and asked Qiao Liancheng:
"Dad, will we all have such delicious steamed buns in the future?"
Qiao Liancheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he couldn't help but feel sad.
However, he did not answer the question immediately. Instead, he looked at Jiang Wan with deep meaning:
"Whether you can eat such delicious steamed buns in the future depends on your fat aunt. If she refuses to keep you, then you can only follow your father back to the army to eat steamed buns!"
Pingan understood what his father meant, and he lowered his head in silence for a moment. When he raised his head again, he looked at Jiang Wan with a hint of fawning in his eyes.
"Can I stay? Fat aunt!"
Jiang Wan was a little confused and didn't understand why this little kid suddenly became so obedient.
But she soon became calm because Qiao Liancheng was here. This little kid learned from Jiang Xue that as long as Qiao Liancheng was around, he would be well-behaved and obedient.
When Qiao Liancheng walks away, he will turn into a devil on the back.
"No, this is a house rented by me, not by your father. I still want to sell meat. You go back to the compound!"
Jiang Wan refused without mercy.
She is now determined to get rid of them and live alone. She will love whoever she loves, and she will not take care of her!
Qiao Liancheng didn't expect Jiang Wan to refuse so thoroughly.
Seeing his son's gloomy eyes, he hurriedly said:
"Don't be so sure, just let me take these two days off, and wait until I finish my vacation to talk about anything else!"
Jiang Wan rolled her eyes, looked down and saw Qiao Liancheng holding the half-bitten bun and not daring to eat any more, and felt a little softer.
"Eat, it's up to you whether you want to keep it or not. This meal is for you now, eat it quickly!"
Ping An raised his eyes to look at Jiang Wan and continued to eat obediently.
After taking a short rest in the afternoon, Jiang Wan went to set up a stall again.
Qiao Liancheng was still very persistent in plastering the walls at home.
But he sent out peace.
"Following your fat aunt to sell meat is also a kind of exercise."
Ping An obediently agreed and followed Jiang Wan.
Generally speaking, the stalls open around 03:30 or four in the afternoon.
Not many people buy here, and the peak time is at least five or six o'clock.
After selling one or two copies, Jiang Wan took some time off.
Ping An moved a big stone out of nowhere and sat quietly in a daze.
Jiang Wan asked curiously: "Does your dad particularly like plastering walls? Why is he so persistent in plastering walls for me?"
Ping An turned to look at her. At first he seemed not to want to pay attention, but after a pause he explained:
"I heard that my great-grandmother was crushed to death when her house collapsed!"
Jiang Wan was slightly stunned. No wonder not long ago when she mentioned that grandma liked to hatch eggs, she stopped talking about the rest.
It turns out it's no longer there.
She quickly captured the key to this sentence.
"The house collapsed and he was crushed to death?"
Ping An hummed: "I heard from Aunt Chen and Uncle Chen."
He should be called Aunt Chen, but he can't tell what to call her. All the women are aunts, and all the men are uncles.
He is still young and no one cares about him!
After a pause, Ping An continued: "I heard that it rained heavily for a week at that time, and many places in the house leaked, and no one dared to go in."
"Dad seems to be sick and has a high fever. My great-grandmother went back to the house to get him medicine. The house collapsed and my great-grandmother didn't come out!"
Jiang Wan was surprised.
So, grandma's death became a thorn in his heart, making him afraid of such a sod house?
Is he really afraid that the house will collapse and crush her underneath?
At this moment, Jiang Wan's heart was filled with mixed feelings, and she couldn't tell what it was like.
Despite the complexity, there is also a hint of emotion.
Just when she was stunned, Ping An suddenly looked at her seriously and said:
"Hey, fat, fat aunt!"
Jiang Wan came to her senses in surprise and felt a little depressed when she heard his name.
"what?"
She asked in a bad tone.
Ping An bit his lip and said, "Actually, dad is very good!"
Jiang Wan was slightly stunned.
"what do you mean!"
Ping An tried to be mature and said calmly: "My dad is very good, good-looking and a nice person!"
"He seems to like you very much, and he will ask you to take good care of him in the future."
"Ah?" Jiang Wan was surprised and startled by the sudden change in painting style.
She couldn't help but walked over and touched Ping An's forehead.
"You don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense!" She couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.
Ping An shook off her hand: "You just have a fever, I'm not sick!"
Jiang Wan was even more surprised: "Then what's wrong with you? Don't you hate me very much?"
Ping An lowered his head and said with some sadness: "I am not my father's biological child."
Jiang Wan was a little scared at this moment: "Are you sure you don't have a fever? Otherwise, I won't sell it today and take you to see a doctor!"
Ping An shook his head and looked at the crowd in the distance with some sadness:
"I don't have a fever. I didn't know it before. Until that day, I went to Aunt Chen's house for dinner."
"Because I forgot to take something, I went back to get my notebook after I left, and I heard Aunt Chen and Uncle Chen talking."
Jiang Wan's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly felt a little distressed.
"What did they say?" she asked worriedly.
Ping An said: "They said that dad seems to like you a little bit. They also said that you are a good person, but you are a little informal in doing things."
"Although I don't know what informality means."
According to Ping An's narration, the conversation between Mrs. Chen and Staff Officer Chen at that time was restored.
Sister-in-law Chen: "Jiang Wan is actually not bad, he has a good heart, and he is not conservative. If Ping An follows Jiang Wan, life will not go wrong."
Staff Officer Chen: "Yeah, as long as it's not that Jiang Xue. Jiang Xue is too bad."
Mrs. Chen was surprised: "You also know that she is broken?"
Staff Officer Chen snorted: "We are not blind. Even her brother doesn't look down on the things she did, so it's better to fool Ping An."
Mrs. Chen sighed: "Who can say otherwise? Ping An is not Qiao Liancheng's biological child. Although Qiao Liancheng repays Ping An's father for saving his life and adopted this child, he cannot ruin his life's happiness for this child."
Staff Officer Chen was silent: "Jiang Xue will be sent away soon. When the time comes, the child can be taught slowly."
"It really doesn't work. When the child goes to school, I suggest to Qiao Liancheng that we send the child to a boarding school. I heard that there is a boarding school in Yanjing City now. This will not affect the relationship between the two."
"When they have their own children later, maybe the relationship will be better."
"It's just that Ping An is a little pitiful."
"This is made from white flour, called steamed buns. It's delicious!"
Ping An grabbed the steamed bun and drooled with greed, but he still turned to look at Qiao Liancheng:
"Daddy, can I eat?"
Qiao Liancheng nodded yes.
The little guy was so happy when he heard this, he opened his mouth and took a big bite.
The slightly sweet and soft taste instantly conquered him.
Just a moment ago, he looked like he was about to die on the battlefield, but now he seemed to be resurrected with full health.
He didn’t even need to eat the vegetables, just biting the steamed buns and asked Qiao Liancheng:
"Dad, will we all have such delicious steamed buns in the future?"
Qiao Liancheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he couldn't help but feel sad.
However, he did not answer the question immediately. Instead, he looked at Jiang Wan with deep meaning:
"Whether you can eat such delicious steamed buns in the future depends on your fat aunt. If she refuses to keep you, then you can only follow your father back to the army to eat steamed buns!"
Pingan understood what his father meant, and he lowered his head in silence for a moment. When he raised his head again, he looked at Jiang Wan with a hint of fawning in his eyes.
"Can I stay? Fat aunt!"
Jiang Wan was a little confused and didn't understand why this little kid suddenly became so obedient.
But she soon became calm because Qiao Liancheng was here. This little kid learned from Jiang Xue that as long as Qiao Liancheng was around, he would be well-behaved and obedient.
When Qiao Liancheng walks away, he will turn into a devil on the back.
"No, this is a house rented by me, not by your father. I still want to sell meat. You go back to the compound!"
Jiang Wan refused without mercy.
She is now determined to get rid of them and live alone. She will love whoever she loves, and she will not take care of her!
Qiao Liancheng didn't expect Jiang Wan to refuse so thoroughly.
Seeing his son's gloomy eyes, he hurriedly said:
"Don't be so sure, just let me take these two days off, and wait until I finish my vacation to talk about anything else!"
Jiang Wan rolled her eyes, looked down and saw Qiao Liancheng holding the half-bitten bun and not daring to eat any more, and felt a little softer.
"Eat, it's up to you whether you want to keep it or not. This meal is for you now, eat it quickly!"
Ping An raised his eyes to look at Jiang Wan and continued to eat obediently.
After taking a short rest in the afternoon, Jiang Wan went to set up a stall again.
Qiao Liancheng was still very persistent in plastering the walls at home.
But he sent out peace.
"Following your fat aunt to sell meat is also a kind of exercise."
Ping An obediently agreed and followed Jiang Wan.
Generally speaking, the stalls open around 03:30 or four in the afternoon.
Not many people buy here, and the peak time is at least five or six o'clock.
After selling one or two copies, Jiang Wan took some time off.
Ping An moved a big stone out of nowhere and sat quietly in a daze.
Jiang Wan asked curiously: "Does your dad particularly like plastering walls? Why is he so persistent in plastering walls for me?"
Ping An turned to look at her. At first he seemed not to want to pay attention, but after a pause he explained:
"I heard that my great-grandmother was crushed to death when her house collapsed!"
Jiang Wan was slightly stunned. No wonder not long ago when she mentioned that grandma liked to hatch eggs, she stopped talking about the rest.
It turns out it's no longer there.
She quickly captured the key to this sentence.
"The house collapsed and he was crushed to death?"
Ping An hummed: "I heard from Aunt Chen and Uncle Chen."
He should be called Aunt Chen, but he can't tell what to call her. All the women are aunts, and all the men are uncles.
He is still young and no one cares about him!
After a pause, Ping An continued: "I heard that it rained heavily for a week at that time, and many places in the house leaked, and no one dared to go in."
"Dad seems to be sick and has a high fever. My great-grandmother went back to the house to get him medicine. The house collapsed and my great-grandmother didn't come out!"
Jiang Wan was surprised.
So, grandma's death became a thorn in his heart, making him afraid of such a sod house?
Is he really afraid that the house will collapse and crush her underneath?
At this moment, Jiang Wan's heart was filled with mixed feelings, and she couldn't tell what it was like.
Despite the complexity, there is also a hint of emotion.
Just when she was stunned, Ping An suddenly looked at her seriously and said:
"Hey, fat, fat aunt!"
Jiang Wan came to her senses in surprise and felt a little depressed when she heard his name.
"what?"
She asked in a bad tone.
Ping An bit his lip and said, "Actually, dad is very good!"
Jiang Wan was slightly stunned.
"what do you mean!"
Ping An tried to be mature and said calmly: "My dad is very good, good-looking and a nice person!"
"He seems to like you very much, and he will ask you to take good care of him in the future."
"Ah?" Jiang Wan was surprised and startled by the sudden change in painting style.
She couldn't help but walked over and touched Ping An's forehead.
"You don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense!" She couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.
Ping An shook off her hand: "You just have a fever, I'm not sick!"
Jiang Wan was even more surprised: "Then what's wrong with you? Don't you hate me very much?"
Ping An lowered his head and said with some sadness: "I am not my father's biological child."
Jiang Wan was a little scared at this moment: "Are you sure you don't have a fever? Otherwise, I won't sell it today and take you to see a doctor!"
Ping An shook his head and looked at the crowd in the distance with some sadness:
"I don't have a fever. I didn't know it before. Until that day, I went to Aunt Chen's house for dinner."
"Because I forgot to take something, I went back to get my notebook after I left, and I heard Aunt Chen and Uncle Chen talking."
Jiang Wan's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly felt a little distressed.
"What did they say?" she asked worriedly.
Ping An said: "They said that dad seems to like you a little bit. They also said that you are a good person, but you are a little informal in doing things."
"Although I don't know what informality means."
According to Ping An's narration, the conversation between Mrs. Chen and Staff Officer Chen at that time was restored.
Sister-in-law Chen: "Jiang Wan is actually not bad, he has a good heart, and he is not conservative. If Ping An follows Jiang Wan, life will not go wrong."
Staff Officer Chen: "Yeah, as long as it's not that Jiang Xue. Jiang Xue is too bad."
Mrs. Chen was surprised: "You also know that she is broken?"
Staff Officer Chen snorted: "We are not blind. Even her brother doesn't look down on the things she did, so it's better to fool Ping An."
Mrs. Chen sighed: "Who can say otherwise? Ping An is not Qiao Liancheng's biological child. Although Qiao Liancheng repays Ping An's father for saving his life and adopted this child, he cannot ruin his life's happiness for this child."
Staff Officer Chen was silent: "Jiang Xue will be sent away soon. When the time comes, the child can be taught slowly."
"It really doesn't work. When the child goes to school, I suggest to Qiao Liancheng that we send the child to a boarding school. I heard that there is a boarding school in Yanjing City now. This will not affect the relationship between the two."
"When they have their own children later, maybe the relationship will be better."
"It's just that Ping An is a little pitiful."
