"Rest assured, things are settled. Your mother will never dare to come to your house again to make such a mistake, if she is not a thief, she will dare to come again, and her milk will clean her up. ”

Yang Yanwen and Jiang Qingling are really miserable.

Let's not talk about Yang Yanwen's broken leg.

He is a person who does not want to be seen at home, let alone someone who feels sorry for him. As for Jiang Qinglime, her stepmother dropped her marriage, and she should have married Xiucai, but she married Yanwen.

That's it, I heard that her father, now he doesn't treat her as a daughter at all, and only looks to his son and his stepdaughter.

With such two people, the Chen family was really ruthless enough to come over and grab their food to eat.

"Thank you, milk."

For the Chen family, Yang Yanwen's heart has long been cold.

When she rummaged through the cabinets, he actually had no waves in his heart.

"Good boy," Shen touched Yang Yanwen's face, then looked at Yang Yunman, and said to Yang Yanwen, "You are also tired today, I will ask your sister-in-law to send Yunman home, you have a good rest." When it is noon, I will ask Yun Feng to come over with your second sister-in-law. ”

Shen is gone.

Yang Yunman and the others left.

Yang Yanwen is indeed a little tired, but he is more tired.

At that time, when he saw Chen and Tang breaking in, he was not angry, but he was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. Now I thought that he was living separately from Ah Ning, and the situation was better, but the Chen family was still unwilling to let them go.

The grace of birth and nurturing is now exhausted.

Yang Yanwen sat quietly alone for a while, and then he tried to get off the kang by himself. After getting off the kang, he stood on the edge of the kang for a quarter of an hour according to Jiang Qinglime's instructions.

He had to stand up as soon as possible, so that he wouldn't have to suffer so much, so that he could hold up for Ah Ning. Ah Ning has suffered so much for him, he doesn't want to watch her go on like this anymore.

After holding out for almost a quarter of an hour, Yang Yanwen did not continue to stand, and waited until noon when Tao came to help him cook.

In the afternoon, Yang Yanwen stayed at home alone, and it was rare for him to have such alone time recently, after standing on the ground for a quarter of an hour, he put out a pen and paper, chose a topic and began to write an article.

Writing articles takes practice, and now he has practiced a lot, much smoother than he did when he started.

When Jiang Qingling returned home from the county after a busy day, she saw a scene of Yang Yanwen sitting on the kang with a table next to him, and there was a pen, ink, paper, inkstone and a lamp on the table.

The candlelight flickered, reflecting Yang Yanwen's shadow on the wall, floating uncertainly.

It was a little cold in the house, and this man didn't know how to add firewood under the kang. Jiang Qingling didn't bother him, she just glanced at the door, she lit a fire, stuffed a few sticks of firewood into the bottom of the kang, and then she ran to the kitchen to cook.

Today, Meng Qing told Uncle Qiang that he wanted to improve his life at night, and Uncle Qiang killed a chicken and unloaded a big chicken leg for her.

Cut the chicken thighs into cubes and simmer the lime in a small pot.

After the chicken thighs were stewed, Jiang Qinglime beat two eggs, cut a little chopped green onion, and fried the noodles to make an egg cake.

Three egg cakes, served with a plate of small pickles that Hsieh gave her. When it was ready, the chicken thighs were almost stewed, and Jiang Qinglime went back to the back room first.

"Done?"

As soon as Jiang Qingling entered the door, Yang Yanwen probably heard the movement and had already begun to clean up the things on the table.