Back to 70s: My husband, you are under arrest

Chapter 291 Sending You to Research

Ning Qing dialed the number of the old man.

The elder was the first to speak out: "Xiaoqing?"

"Hello, Elder."

Her tone was quite normal, her little hands clasped the folder in front of her tightly, her eyes wandered left and right, her whole face was wrinkled together, showing that she was very nervous!
"I'm calling you this time just to ask how you made this scented tea?"

When the elder Yuan said this, he glanced at Old Tan who was not far away, with satisfaction written on his left face and filial piety on his right face.

Old Tan saw his old friend so frightened, he threw his glass in anger!
What a shame!Didn't he drink the scented tea made by his grandson?It looks like an old thing that hasn't seen the world for thousands of years.

"This... If you want it, I'll write it down and send it to you."

"Okay, Xiaoqing, are you disturbing your work?"

"No, I'm going to get off work now."

"When will Xiangjun and Xiangdang finish school?"

Well, thinking about my grandson every day.

After the old man asked, he sighed deeply.

"Should be home by now."

"Xiaoqing, please write down my address here, and ask the two children to write me a letter."

"Okay, you say."

The two chatted for a few more words, and Ning Qing coaxed the old man into a hearty laugh before hanging up the phone.

After the woman hung up the phone, she collapsed and leaned against the cabinet.

Head nurse Liu raised her head, and seeing her like this, she couldn't help laughing and said, "What about it?"

"Just now, those two from Yuan's family were pissed off, and I'm afraid they'll label me indiscriminately when I go back."

"Xiaoqing, it's the first time I realize that you have a rich imagination."

Head nurse Liu laughed, and the two walked out side by side.

As soon as he walked out of the hospital, Ning Qing saw Tao Baixin standing not far away, as if waiting for someone.

Ning Qing pretended not to see it, and joked with Head Nurse Liu, preparing to walk over.

Tao Baixin smiled softly, and said in a numb voice, "Doctor Ning, long time no see."

Now that someone called her name, it would be unreasonable for Ning Qing to ignore her, "Comrade Tao."

"We have fought side by side. It's a little too much to call comrades. Call me white-hearted."

Ning Qing smiled and stepped over this topic, "You are waiting for someone."

"Yes, my boyfriend." Tao Baixin looked at the hospital without any worry, "He is injured, I will accompany him to the hospital."

"Oh, well, then I'll go first, see you later."

The woman didn't want to get too entangled in this kind of matter, and she didn't want to know too much about Tao Baixin's affairs, so she politely smiled and left.

Tao Baixin watched Ning Qing leave with a smile, the smile didn't reach his eyes, and he thought to himself: This person is a powerful character.

She turned her head, and saw Bai Nanfang walking out of the hospital, suppressing the contemplation in her eyes, and walked over with an admiring smile, "Nanfang."

Bai Nanfang's eyes were full of softness, "Have you waited long?"

"No, I just stood there for a while, how is your arm?"

"Just take the medicine on time, minor injury."

"Then I'll give you the medicine on time?"

"Row."

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the silhouettes of the two were gradually elongated, walking further and further away.

After Ning Qing finished dinner, he didn't see Captain Lu come back, so he knew that he must have left temporarily.

She was not waiting for Captain Lu, and asked a few children to pull the table to prepare for dinner.

……

Lu Qingyao brought a few men to the mental hospital where Han Jiandong was.

He walked into the psychiatric ward where Han Jiandong was alone, and looked at the man sitting on the window sill with eagle eyes vigilantly.

Han Jiandong grinned, "I said you wouldn't come!"

Head Lu was too lazy to be polite, and directly asked the question in his heart, "Are you really reborn?"

His face was as usual, and Han Jiandong would not let Han Jiandong see any wrong emotions.

Han Jiandong came down from the window sill and sneered, "What are you pretending to do? You locked me up here not to revenge me?"

He thought to himself: Lu Qingyao was also born again, who are you talking about to tease?

Han Jiandong's face was even more disdainful.

Lu Qingyao's thin lips curled slightly, "It's good that you know."

He didn't ask back, and said loudly, "Come in."

Frightened by that smile, Han Jiandong took two steps back, and said with a bad expression, "What are you doing?"

"Don't do anything, the superior instructed to send you to study."

After speaking, two men in white coats came in carrying a stretcher.

Lu Qingyao glared at Han Jiandong and said, "Just in time, you can contemplate your life during the period of being studied. Let your brain work well, and don't think about such unclean things every day!"

After finishing speaking, he asked someone to take Han Jiandong, who was tied into a rice dumpling, down.

If he just wrote a letter about rebirth, Lu Qingyao would not pay attention.

But Han Jiandong poked head Lu's weakness - Ning Qing and his daughter.

He kept saying all kinds of ugly and insulting words indiscriminately these days, and finally the dean couldn't take it anymore, so he called Lu Qingyao.

After Lu Qingyao dealt with the matter here, he took two of his men on the train and walked to the mission point.

……

Ning Qing asked the two children to sort out their childhood photos in their free time, and write a letter to them about some interesting things that happened in these years.

Three days later, when she was resting, she took the letters in her hand to the post office, one was sent to the imperial capital, and the other was sent to Chen Nianru.

Ning Qing sent the letter and walked home. As soon as she arrived at the gate of the army, she saw Shen Mengping walking out with the child in her arms.

By the way, Mengping gave birth to a boy.

Ning Qing: "Mengping, where are you going?"

"I'll take him to a clothing store to buy two new clothes, sister-in-law, are you back from town?"

"I bought the cotton cloth. Aren't I going to the capital in two days? I'm going to make some new clothes for them. By the way, Mengping, there is cotton processing on the third floor of the state-run shopping mall. You can go there with Xiao Feifei." take a look."

Mengping kept it in her heart, smiled and complained: "Sister-in-law, don't call my son Xiao Feifei, it makes people feel too unscrupulous."

"Where it's not serious, it means that I like Xiao Feifei very much!"

Ning Qing shook her head, nodded to Xiao Feifei who was begging for a hug, and lightly pinched his fleshy face, "Have you told Aunt Liu about Meng Ya?"

The smile on Mengping's face faded, and she nodded, "Sister-in-law, my mother and I also went to see my sister, she... had a fight with the two of us, and finally broke up."

Ning Qing knew that she had said something wrong, so she smiled dryly, "Pretend I didn't ask." After a pause, she changed the subject, "It's so cold, why don't I take care of the baby for you? You go to the town to buy it, Go early and come back early."

The reason why Mengping brought the child was because she didn't help her look after it. Hearing what her sister-in-law said, she smiled gratefully, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

Ning Qing shook her head, hugged the child in her arms, said goodbye to Mengping, and walked to her home.

She guessed: It must be that Mengping didn't want Aunt Liu to worry, so she didn't put the child in Aunt Liu's house.

The woman had just walked to the door of the house with the child in her arms when she happened to meet Xiangdang bringing his younger siblings home.

Jianshe walked over on short legs, "Mom, is this Aunt Mengping's baby?"

Ning Qing took a long breath, "Don't you want a younger brother? Take it home today for you to play with."

Ran Ran: "Mom, can I play games with my brother now?"

While carrying the child into the house, Ning Qing thought about the question asked by her daughter, "..."

Ask: What can a one-year-old child play with a six-year-old child?
(End of this chapter)