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Chapter 162: This is Abao’s son’s...leg, right?

As soon as Jiang Ting said these words, even Zhao Heng stopped making dumplings. He stood up and lifted A Bao up beside him. The family stood at the door of the kitchen, looking up at the gradual progress. Falling snow.

Zhao Heng's family was obviously not the only one to notice the snow. Across the yard, Wang Chunniang could hear the noise coming from the street.

"It's such a heavy snow!" A Bao stretched out her little paws, and a snowflake fell on her palm. Look...it really looked like goose feathers.This was the first time she saw snow. She happily ran into the snow. In a short time, she was covered with a layer of snowflakes.

"Those shoes on your feet are worth two taels of silver." Zhao Heng leaned against the door of the kitchen with his arms folded, and said to the little guy who was playing in the snow.

Wang Chunniang stretched out her hand and twisted Zhao Heng's arm.

When A Bao heard this, he immediately screamed and ran back to the kitchen.

In the yard, the long hair also swooped into the house. Wang Chunniang took Zhao Xuan to tidy up the chicken coop and donkey shed.

"Daddy, it's snowing!" Abao sat on the threshold curiously, raising his little head and repeating it over and over again happily.

Zhao Heng hummed, and he sat down and continued working on the dumplings in his hands.

"Ating, come here!" Zhao Heng was busy for a while, and when he saw Jiang Ting standing by the window with a vacant look, he shouted to Jiang Ting.

Jiang Ting immediately walked towards Zhao Heng and sat down on the small stool next to Zhao Heng.

Everyone at home was busy with work, leaving just enough space for the two of them to talk.

"I sent someone to investigate. The person who came to inquire about your mother that day should be someone your mother had saved back then." Zhao Heng did not tell Jiang Ting in detail, but through investigation, he was very sure that this middle-aged man The man means no harm.I just want to find a benefactor to repay my kindness.

"I don't remember." Jiang Ting didn't have any impression. If he had no impression, it only meant that when his mother rescued people, he must have been very young and didn't remember anything at all.

"Do you still remember that Mrs. Jiang once slandered your mother in public and said that you were not your father's biological child?" Zhao Heng asked.

Jiang Ting nodded.

But the next second, he looked up at Zhao Heng and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Zhao, is this true?"

"Of course it's fake." Zhao Heng snorted lightly.

"Ating, you underestimated your mother. She could take you thousands of miles to find your father, and she didn't hurt you. Your mother cares so much about Jiang Shusheng. How could you not be Jiang Shusheng's son?" Wang Chunniang heard the conversation between the two. , she walked in from outside and sat down next to Jiang Ting.

"In my opinion, if your mother hadn't married Jiang Shusheng, maybe... she would have had a very good future." Wang Chunniang really thought this.Because, when Jiang Shusheng killed Songhua mother and son, Songhua was still able to bring Ating back to the West Village safely... Ordinary people simply couldn't do that.

"Stop it." Wang Chunniang touched Jiang Ting's little head and explained: "Your uncle Zhao told you this matter to tell you that maybe your mother saved some man back then, so the news about her There are rumors about being involved with other men, so that when Mrs. Jiang hears other people’s rumors, she says that you are not a child of the Jiang family.”

"The village has already greeted the old patriarch, and no one will mention you." Wang Chunniang continued.

"It's actually a stupid move to hide your identity after knowing their purpose of searching for someone." Zhao Heng wrapped the dumplings skillfully, but Wang Chunniang was doing nothing.

Jiang Ting looked at this scene and looked at Zhao Heng in confusion.

"This person's clothes are extraordinary. He must be no ordinary person. When the time comes, you can use their idea of ​​​​repaying kindness to help you accomplish something. As for what it is, you have to think about it yourself." Zhao Heng has never agreed with "doing good deeds is not good" Leave your name" theory.

Jiang Ting nodded in understanding.

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On the night of the beginning of winter, the Zhao family sat together. Zhao Heng made dumplings, and Wang Chunniang and Lin Xiang cooked some delicious dishes. Of course, there were more vegetables and less meat.But even so, Abao still buried her little head in the bowl. She thought the hat was in the way, so she took it off directly, revealing only a round bald head. "Eat slowly." Wang Chunniang touched her little head and put her little tiger hat on her head.

As soon as Wang Chunniang's hand touched Ah Bao's head, the little spoon in Ah Bao's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and then... his little body fell to the side.

Wang Chunniang was sitting next to Ah Bao. She immediately caught Ah Bao, said, "You guys eat first," and rushed back into the house with Ah Bao in her arms.

"Mom... I'm so cold..." Abao felt that she liked tonight's meal very much, but before she was full, she felt cold to the core and dropped her spoon uncontrollably.

Woohoo, I broke the spoon, and my father is asking me for money again.

Wang Chunniang hugged A Bao, tucked A Bao into the bed, and stuffed several Tang Bozi into her arms.

After finishing her work, she looked out the window. In a short time, a thick layer of snow had fallen outside.

It seems that this cold winter is going to start from today.

While Wang Chunniang was guarding Ah Bao, Zhao Heng strode in, took off his robe and sat on Ah Bao's kang.

"Husband?" Wang Chunniang asked doubtfully.

"My body temperature is high, and I'm guarding her." Zhao Heng's own body temperature was relatively high, and he was like a stove. He took over Wang Chunniang's place, wrapped Abao in a quilt and carried her into his arms.

Throughout the night, Zhao Heng maintained this posture, motionless.

However, until the second half of the night, Abao's situation showed no signs of easing.

None of the adults were asleep, and Zhao Xuan couldn't sleep either.

While he was lying on the bed tossing and turning, his hand suddenly touched a small purse pressed under the pillow.

Zhao Xuan sat up and picked up the small purse.

He remembered that it seemed that Abao had sent this to him this morning, saying it was a gift for his brother.

He has been busy today and actually forgot about this matter.

Zhao Xuan was worried that Abao wouldn't be able to sleep at all, so he simply stopped sleeping, leaned against the wall, and reached out to untie the small purse.

However, when his hand touched the contents of the purse, he suddenly jumped off the kang and ran towards A Bao's room.

He hurriedly ran to Zhao Heng and Wang Chunniang. The two of them had been guarding Abao and hadn't slept.

In front of the couple, Zhao Xuan took out the gift given to him by Abao from the small purse.

When Zhao Heng and Wang Chunniang saw clearly what the gift was, there was almost an "earthquake" in their eyes.

Lying in the palm of Zhao Xuan's hand, it looked like a ginseng beard.

Look at the size, it should be Po's big... legs.

(End of this chapter)