Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

At some point, snow started falling outside the window again. After Shen Qianwen heard what Ding Sitian said, a sentence emerged in her mind.

I regret having asked my husband to seek a title!

When she was young, she didn't feel anything about this sentence. But now after listening to Ding Sitian's words, she feels even more deeply about this sentence.

Every time Chang Zhengyang went away, even though she knew her man might be the least likely person to die, she would still miss him and worry about him in her boudoir alone late at night...

So she took the coat off the hanger and put it on Ding Sitian.

"Come on, I'll take you home, silly girl. Don't be so impulsive next time. What if you catch a cold? When you go out in the future, think twice before doing anything. Do you understand?"

Ding Sitian grabbed her clothes and said, "Then my mother went to see my father..."

Shen Qianwen rubbed her head and smiled, "I promised you, let's go, go home, your mother might be worried about you, and may come out to look for you."

Ding Sitian then remembered that her mother might come out to look for her, so she quickly got up and walked out. When she went down the stairs, she noticed her coat and remembered that it was Shen Qianwen's coat.

"Sister Qianwen, just wait for me here, I'll be back soon..."

Shen Qianwen grabbed Ding Sitian who was about to run away and said, "What are you waiting for? Let's go to your house together."

"Ah? But you..."

Ding Sitian looked at Shen Qianwen, who was only wearing a thin sweater, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Seeing this, Shen Qianwen smiled and said, "Even if I wear less than you, you will be the only one who gets cold. Let's go!"

After Shen Qianwen finished speaking, she patted Ding Sitian on the shoulder. She suddenly felt like a puppet, walking down the stairs. When she came to her senses, she had already returned home.

At this time, Ding's mother had adjusted her mood and was holding her coat, preparing to go out to find her, when she happened to run into her.

"Sitian, why are you here, Director? Come in quickly, Sitian, go get some water for the Director."

"Oh……"

Ding Sitian involuntarily walked towards the kitchen, ready to pour water for Shen Qianwen, but was stopped by Shen Qianwen.

Shen Qianwen smiled at Ding's mother and said, "No, Auntie, I'll just say a few words and go back. Xiao Ding just told me about you. Well, you can go out with Xiao Ding. If you want to stay there, that's fine. Okay, I have to go back to cook for the children. I'll leave first. Xiao Ding, think more about what you do in the future and don't be so impulsive."

After Shen Qianwen finished speaking, she turned and left. Ding Sitian was stunned for a moment, then remembered her clothes, quickly took them off, and caught up with Shen Qianwen.

"Sister Qianwen, your clothes."

"Well, it's cold outside, let's go back!"

Shen Qianwen took the coat and put it on, then turned and walked into the wind and snow. Ding Sitian stood at the entrance of the corridor, staring at her back in a daze, and suddenly noticed one thing: there were almost no footprints where Shen Qianwen had walked.

Is it a human or a ghost?

A gust of cold wind blew, and Ding Sitian shivered subconsciously. At this time, she heard footsteps behind her. She turned around and saw that it was Ding's mother holding her coat. She put the coat on her and blamed her, "Child, it's so cold outside. What if you catch a cold? Come back to the house quickly, I'll make you a bowl of ginger soup."

"Mom, I'm not afraid of the cold, A-chu..."

"Look at you, your nose is running, and you still say you're not afraid of the cold. Come back to the house with me!"

Ding Sitian stepped onto the stairs and when she turned the corner, she glanced at the heavy snow outside the corridor again. She remembered what the fat man had once said to her: Xiao Ding, I'm going to tell you a secret, our big sister looks delicate, but she is actually very good at fighting!

When Shen Qianwen returned home, she found that a copper hot pot had been set up on the dining table. The water in the pot was humming, and the room was already filled with mist.

"I thought you would be back late, so I made hot pot. Lamb hot pot is the best choice for eating on a snowy day."

Chang Zhengyang asked Shen Qianwen to sit down and started to put a whole plate of mutton slices, frozen tofu, bean curd sheets, radishes, cabbage, and vermicelli into the pot.

Everyone in their family is a big eater, but they don't have the time to eat slices of meat one by one.

While picking up food for the two children, Shen Qianwen talked about Ding Sitian.

"Before I got off work, Xiao Ding came over again and said that she wanted her mother to go to Nanyang to visit Lao Ding. I thought about it and agreed to it. If you think it's okay, let's do it!"

"Uh, I see. I'll arrange for her to visit Old Ding?"

Shen Qianwen, who was wiping Chang Hongwei's mouth, looked up at Chang Zhengyang, who was eating mutton, with suspicion in her eyes.

"Are you hiding something from me?"

Chang Zhengyang raised his head, looked at her innocently and said, "What am I hiding from you? What are you talking about, wife?"

Keep pretending!

Facing Shen Qianwen's sharp eyes, Chang Zhengyang couldn't hold his face anymore. He looked around and said, "Well, first of all, let me make it clear that this matter has nothing to do with me. Secondly, this is someone else's family affair. There is an old saying, let me think about it. By the way, it is difficult for an honest official to judge family affairs. Other people's family affairs are not ours to worry about. Come, have some mutton. The yellow sheep just sent from the north has very tender meat..."

Shen Qianwen looked into her eyes and said unmoved: "Does this have anything to do with Lao Ding? It seems that you are somewhat opposed to Xiao Ding's mother going to Southeast Asia. Tell me, what happened to Lao Ding? Was he injured, or did he have another woman?"

Chang Zhengyang smacked his lips and said to himself, "I'm sorry, Old Ding." I'd rather die than let my friend die!

"Well, how should I put it? It's just a show. Yes, it's just a show. My wife, you know that Lao Ding is just putting on an act for others to see. I can guarantee that he has never cheated on me mentally!"

Shen Qianwen sneered when she heard this and said, "So you cheated with your lower body? Humph, you men really become bad when you get rich, and you are not good people."

Chang Zhengyang was immediately dissatisfied and weakly defended himself: "That was just Lao Ding's personal behavior, you can't generalize!"

"Humph, I feel really bad for Xiao Ding's mother. A woman who never left her husband and raised several children all by herself, while her husband was enjoying himself outside and completely ignored..."

"Hey, hey, that's too much. Old Ding fought for his country and risked his life. We should be tolerant of a hero and not focus on his shortcomings and magnify them infinitely."

Chang Zhengyang knocked on the table and signaled to Shen Qianwen that the two children were here and we had to be careful.

Shen Qianwen glanced at the two children who were listening to their conversation and changed the subject.

"How long do you think this snow will last?"

"Tomorrow night, there will probably be a snowstorm this time."