Chapter 12 Di Qing throws his chopsticks and loses his temper

Author: Yanxi

Chapter 12 Di Qing throws his chopsticks and loses his temper

When Jiang Zhinuan rushed home, it became dark again.

However, this time, a candle was finally lit in the small thatched hut. Looking from a distance, there was a light on her, waiting for her to go home.

An Bao and Ning Bao were obediently guarding the small candle in the room, watching the fire jumping, and looking forward to Jiang Zhinuan's return at the door.

Di Qing had already prepared the meal and warmed it in front of the brazier. When she saw her pushing the door in, she said lightly: "Wash your hands and have a meal."

Jiang Zhinuan was very surprised: "Have you cooked?"

"What about that? Don't forget that I have been doing it by a cripple in the Jiang family for the past five years. Although my legs are disabled, my hands are not disabled!"

Listening to Di Qing's words, Jiang Zhinuan quickly smiled: "I know you can, I feel sorry for you. If your legs are not convenient, you will be able to do these things. When I make more money, we will visit famous doctors to treat your legs!"

Di Qing was a little surprised. His tone just now was not good. Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhinuan was not only not angry, but instead said he wanted to save money to treat his legs?

"Ah Yee...Ah Yee..."

Jiang Zhinuan sneezes several times in a row, and Di Qing frowned slightly: "Do you have a fever again?"

She raised her hand and touched her forehead. It became hot again, but it didn't matter. She took out all the 150 cents she earned today and handed it to Di Qing: "It took time to catch fish. When I sold the fish, the vegetable market would be closed, so I didn't buy any vegetables today, so I left all the money."

Di Qing held a purse with some weight and then said for a while: "You have earned enough 300 Invest in it, so you don't have to catch fish tomorrow."

"How can that be? Only 300 cents are enough for our whole family's living expenses. The children are still young and cannot treat them badly. I also want to buy new cotton cloth to make clothes for the children. There is nothing in our family and we have to buy it slowly. These are all money."

Di Qing was really pleased that Jiang Zhinuan had such an idea.

But he was a disabled person and could not help at all. Even if Jiang Zhinuan had reformed now, he could not put the burden of his family's life on her and a woman.

After only three days of fishing, he had a fever for two days. He was afraid that if he continued to do this, it would ruin Jiang Zhinuan's body. Moreover, after watching these days, Jiang Zhinuan seemed to have lost weight. I think that the young lady who was usually pampered and had a strong job suddenly went to work at such an intensity, and her body couldn't bear it.

Seeing Jiang Zhinuan rubbing his nose and sneezing, Di Qing handed her the purse again: "You should go to the clinic while it's still early, grab some medicine and take it."

But Jiang Zhinuan quickly waved his hand: "No, no, no, I won't spend that in vain. I'll go to the kitchen to cook a pot of ginger soup and drink it. You can take the children to have a meal first."

Jiang Zhinuan took a candle and lit it to the kitchen. Ning Bao followed happily: "Mom, I'll go with you."

"You and your brother have dinner with your father. It's getting late. After dinner, you go to bed early. When your mother is free, you will make toys for you."

"Mom, you can still make toys?"

Jiang Zhinuan nodded: "Of course, as long as you are obedient, your mother will do anything for you."

The yard was dark and the fire was lit in the kitchen and the candle was quite bright. She cut a whole piece of ginger and boiled a large pot of ginger slices. In addition to drinking it and sweating, she could also use this water to soak her feet, which not only sweats but also lose weight.

The main reason is that her body is too big. If she can, she really wants to take a ginger bath. After a while, half an hour has passed. She directly poured two large bowls of ginger water in the kitchen. After she was so hot, her body instantly felt much more comfortable.

After drinking water and drinking, I don’t have to eat food at night, which makes it easier to lose weight. But when she carried a bucket of ginger water to go back to the house to soak her feet, she found that An Baoningbao and his two were sitting on the small wooden pier waiting, without eating a single bite of food.

"Why don't you eat?"

Di Qing's face was a little unfavorable. He served a bowl of white rice porridge, picked up a large chopstick and turned around and started eating.

An Bao obediently picked up the chopsticks, but Ning Bao flattered his mouth: "Mom, Daddy's cooking is too unpalatable. We want to eat what Mom makes."

Di Qing was angry in an instant and slapped the chopsticks hard on the table with a bang. The already shaky table shook three times, which scared the two children so much that they didn't dare to speak, and they were so scared that they burst into tears.

"She has just made a few meals for you? Don't forget, you grew up eating the meals I cooked, and you are ungrateful!"

Jiang Zhinuan was stunned for a moment and quickly responded: "Di Qing, do you know what you are talking about? Children are so young, how can you describe them with sharp words like ungratefulness? Why? You can't say it if you cook hard to eat?"

Di Qing didn't expect that Jiang Zhinuan had arguing with him directly. He had a blue face and put all the dishes in his bowl: "If you don't like eating, don't eat it. Please see how long she can cook for you, don't be sold, and even secretly count the money for others!"

Jiang Zhinuan didn’t know why Di Qing suddenly lost his temper. Wasn’t it just that the child complained that the food was not delicious, as for the fact that he had such a big temper?

Moreover, he never trusted her. No matter what Jiang Zhinuan said, he always felt that she was carrying an ulterior motive. It would be fine if she had the temper to send a message to her, but why are she doing a harsh child?

Jiang Zhinuan pulled one with one hand and glared at Di Qing fiercely: "Let's go, mom goes to the kitchen to make it again for you! It's okay if some people cook themselves but have bad tempers, so we ignore him and let him reflect on himself!"

After saying that, Jiang Zhinuan took her two children to the kitchen with candles.

Di Qing rarely loses his temper with the children. This time he suddenly dropped his chopsticks, which really scared the children. He followed Jiang Zhinuan to the kitchen, and they were still wiping their noses and crying.

Jiang Zhinuan sighed and quickly fryed three poached eggs: "Be good, Dad's legs cannot move, so he is naturally not in a good mood when staying at home every day. Let's be more considerate of him? Mom will buy you candy tomorrow!"

"We don't eat candy. Mom, our family is very poor, so we still save some money. We are already very happy to have enough food and dare not ask for candy."

An Bao is much quieter than Ning Bao, and he speaks like a little adult every time. However, what he said really makes Jiang Zhinuan feel distressed. He should have been at the age of a child who is carefree, but they have undertaken so much that it is a luxury to eat a piece of candy.

Jiang Zhinuan hugged the two children tightly, and his eyes were filled with care: "Don't worry, from now on, my mother will promise to work hard to make you live a good life."

There was Di Qing's egg with a portion of the poached egg. Di Qing couldn't tell what was going on in his deep eyes, but after the two children fell asleep, his eyes never left them. Even if the guilt was hidden in his heart, it would run out of his eyes.
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