Sweet Wife Shows Love in the 80s

Chapter 22, Smile in the Snow

On the surface, he is a soldier. In fact, no one knows that his main focus is designing weapons.

The danger and secrecy involved cannot be humane to outsiders.

Even parents, even wives and children.

And this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that once I have a mission, it will be half a year, or several years a year. Whether it is a son or a husband, it is not the best candidate.

So when he was on a blind date, he always thought of ways to make others reject him.

The last time she saw herself on a blind date, she wondered if she was frightened by herself.

Soon, Mao Jianwen found Gouwa and the others.

When they saw Mao Jianwen, they all stood up obediently.

And there are a few wild game at the feet.

It seems that the harvest is quite good. In this era, although the country is developing its economy, the remoter villages are still restricted.

And their Shangxi Village is that kind of restricted village.

This restriction is not restricted by the state, but by the villagers themselves.

"Come back with me." Mao Jianwen said to the four of them with a straight face.

You can tell by the look on his face that it is very bad.

The four were very obedient and nodded obediently, but quickly shook their heads again: "No, we can't go back yet." Gou Wa spoke first.

Shitou took a step forward at this time and stood in front of his friends: "We still have to wait for Sister Qianqian, we can't go back with Brother Mao just yet."

Hearing that they were still thinking about An Qianqian, the frost on Mao Jianwen's face eased a little.

"Don't wait for her, she will wait for you at the intersection." He pointed to the place where he came and said to them.

The four of them didn't believe it, they stretched out their heads to look, but An Qianqian was blocked by the grass, so they couldn't see it.

The four were a little unhappy.

Mao Jianwen also looked back, indeed, he didn't see it either.

"Take good things and go back with me, your sister Qianqian is injured." After finishing speaking, he walked back without turning around.

Seeing this, the four of them packed up their things and followed immediately without asking any further questions.

When they saw An Qianqian, the four of them immediately gathered around and asked what happened one by one.

An Qianqian told them that after she accidentally slid down the hill, the four of them felt annoyed.

"Sister Qianqian, I'm sorry." The stone was the biggest, and he was the first to speak modestly.

An Qianqian was on Mao Jianwen's back at this time, and after feeling his temperature, her face was slightly rosy.

"Shitou, it's none of your business, it's my own carelessness." An Qianqian immediately comforted them when she saw that their faces were not looking good.

Mao Jianwen didn't want to listen to them here, "Okay, let's go back to the village first."

Along the way, no one dared to speak.

Everyone was afraid of Mao Jianwen.

It's not that he is fierce, but that he is very powerful.

They have grown up under the shadow of Mao Jianwen since they were young, who can not be afraid.

Even if it is a dog who is not afraid of anything, he is afraid of Mao Jianwen.

On the way back to the village, as An Qianqian thought, she was discovered by the villagers.

When everyone asked him why he carried the girl behind his back, Mao Jianwen directly said that she was injured.

Really...

Well, although it is true, An Qianqian feels a little lost, which is different from what she imagined.

When they heard that the girls from the An family were injured, and knew that they had been injured in the deep mountains, the villagers all started talking there.

After hearing this, Aunt Yu and the others knew that their son was there, so they rushed to settle down immediately.

It was the first time that the An family was so lively throughout the year.

An's mother took Mao Jianwen to move An Qianqian to her room, and immediately started cursing.

An Qianqian knew she was wrong, she lowered her head and kept silent.

When Mao Jianwen saw her doormat, he defended her a few words.

Fortunately, An's mother didn't intend to scold her.

"Thank you Jianwen for this one." Mother An expressed her gratitude to Mao Jianwen.

Mao Jianwen's own things were still on the mountain. He heard the sound and came down from the mountain to rescue An Qianqian. At this time, it was not early, and he had to go back to the mountain to get his things back.

"You're welcome, Auntie." He couldn't say that he deserved it.

Mother An led people out of An Qianqian's room, and began to make sugar water for him.

Seeing this, where can Mao Jianwen eat.

"Auntie, don't be too busy. I have something to do, so I have to go first." After speaking, he glanced at the room next to the kitchen.

Unfortunately, no one was seen.

"Then you have to drink a glass of water. Drinking a glass of water won't delay anything." Anmu's soaking was done, how could she just let people go away like this.

Unable to shirk, Mao Jianwen could only drink a glass of sugar water in one go.

He almost burned his tongue, but fortunately he is patient.

"After drinking, I will leave first, auntie."

After Mao Jianwen left, Aunt Yu and the others arrived slowly.

Seeing that their son was fine, they breathed a sigh of relief, but when they heard that Qianqian was injured, they hurried forward to inquire.

"How is Qianqian?" Aunt Yu asked, taking the lead and pulling An's mother first.

Mother An didn't know what was going on, "I don't know, I'll go in and see Qianqian first."

After entering the room, Mother An hurriedly asked.

"Mom, I'm fine, I just sprained my ankle and broke a hole." She was afraid that her mother would be worried, but she was really fine.

It's just that you can't walk.

An's mother also took a look, her foot was swollen, the wound was not too big, and the bleeding stopped.

"It's a good thing the wound isn't too big, otherwise you'll be hurt to death." Mother An said angrily.

The dogs outside were also watched by their own adults, and they were not allowed to move.

The four of you looked at me and I looked at you, all bowed their heads.

"Qianqian, it's all the fault of Gouwa and the others who didn't take good care of you. Fortunately, you didn't get hurt on the face. Otherwise, Auntie would have a hard time getting over it." Aunt Yu was really scared.

Seeing Aunt Yu say this, An Qianqian was stunned: "Aunt Yu, what does my injury have to do with Gouwa and the others?"

When Aunt Yu heard this, she smiled, "He told you to go into the mountain, no matter what, they are also at fault."

An Qianqian hurriedly stopped the conversation: "Aunt Yu, don't say that. What you said is that I am older than Gouwa and the others. Even if you want to blame it, it's my own fault."

You can't put the blame on your little friend.

After listening to Qianqian's persuasion, Aunt Yu finally had a sincere smile.

"Then Qianqian, rest well, and Auntie won't bother you."

Shitou's parents were outside, and Xiaoxi's parents were there, but Xingzi's father was not here.

There's no way, it will take time for him to come here, right?

After sending everyone away, Mother An came in with a pheasant in her hand.

"Gouwa and the others gave it to you." An's mother glared at Qianqian angrily.

"As long as you are very capable, you still go to dig medicinal materials, how many medicines do you know?" Mother An said angrily.

"Mom, I'm sorry to make you worry." An Qianqian acted coquettishly at her mother.

"You, it's all right, change your clothes quickly, I'll give you some medicine, you have to ask Uncle Xiansheng to show you your feet."

She still feels sorry for her daughter.

"No need, mom, I just sprained it. It's not a serious injury. I'm afraid this small cut will scab over tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." She has her own golden finger, and the injury is not enough to call a doctor.

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