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There were people even standing on the huge rocks next to them.
“Don’t crowd around, let me pass,” he said as he moved the ladder. “It’s normal to get stuck in a tree. We sometimes get stuck in a tree during training.”
Having said that, he still couldn’t help but smile after he finished speaking.
Wen Jiajia didn’t say anything. She just felt like she had no desire to live at that moment.
Xiao Wang placed the ladder against the tree, and the other two held it from below while he climbed up.
The ladder was long enough, and as long as you climbed to the highest step, you could reach the tree branch.
“Sister-in-law, can you lift your legs?” he asked.
Wen Jiajia quickly replied, “Yes! It’s just that my lower back is stuck. Actually, it’s not that tight; it’s just that the tree is very slippery and I have no place to leverage, so I can’t get up.”
Xiao Wang understood. He lifted Wen Jiajia’s feet and let her step on his shoulders.
Wen Jiajia was a little hesitant.
“It’s okay, sister-in-law, go ahead and step on me,” Xiao Wang said. He would rather have his shoulders stepped on than mediate a conflict between the soldiers’ wives.
“Thank you, Comrade Wang,” Wen Jiajia said, and then stepped on his shoulders and pushed upwards. At the same time, she held the branch tightly with both hands.
Wen Jiajia exerted all her strength and put all her energy into this moment. She heard a slight friction sound and finally left the damn branch.
“Hu——” She exhaled slowly.
Things were simple after that. After Xiao Wang came down, Wen Jiajia followed suit.
When she jumped off the ladder and her feet touched the ground, her heart also returned to her chest.
Woo woo woo woo, don’t be afraid of being struck by lightning!
She never wants to pick Chinese toon again!
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This incident had a significant impact on Wen Jiajia. After returning home, she resolved not to go out for the next week. After a week, everyone couldn’t still be thinking about this, right?
It was half past nine when she got home.
The sky was still overcast and no longer as sunny as it was when she had breakfast.
Wen Jiajia threw her backpack on the ground and went to the bedroom. She opened the closet, took out a set of clean clothes and pants, and changed into them.
Because she had been restrained, the inside of her pants and the front and back of her clothes were wet and covered with wood shavings.
After changing clothes, she lay down on the sofa.
She didn’t wash her hair and didn’t dare lie down on the bed.
Wen Jiajia felt that she had never been so embarrassed in her past two lifetimes, but the core processor in her head was strong, and it didn’t take long for her to deal with this feeling of numbness and embarrassment that made her want to bang her head on the ground.
There’s nothing we can do; life must go on.
Another half hour passed, and she stood up: huff-huff-huff-huff.
After taking a few deep breaths, Wen Jiajia jumped on the spot for half a minute to vent her emotions.
Finally, she felt relieved.
“Eat fried food,” she said, scratching her hair.
There’s nothing a little fried chicken can’t solve.
If so, two!
The chicken wasn’t marinated that well, but it’s free-range chicken after all, and its meat is better than that of fast-fed chicken, so it doesn’t matter if it’s not too flavorful.
She began to coat the chicken with egg liquid and flour, pouring oil into the pot during the process. She almost used up all the rapeseed oil at home before she had enough.
But Wen Jiajia didn’t feel sorry. New oil would be available soon, and who would want to eat old oil when they could have new oil?
As we all know, fried chicken tastes very overbearing.
If you fry too many chickens, the taste will probably be greasy and smelly. But if you fry one or two, it will just be fragrant and oily.
With a “sizzle,” the fried chicken was put into the oil pan.
The first frying is to fix the shape, and the second frying is to make the chicken more crispy.
Soon, the chicken was fried.
Wen Jiajia looked outside the yard and saw that no one came to the door this time.
Fried chicken right out of the pan is very likely to cause a sore throat. Wen Jiajia also poured some chili powder as a dipping sauce, which just added fuel to the fire. You need to make a cup of honeysuckle tea to go with it.
Unfortunately, the tomatoes were not ripe. She always felt that fried chicken and ketchup were the perfect match.
Well, honey mustard too.
Maybe it was because the chicken was so oily and tasty, the fried chicken this time was unexpectedly delicious.
The outer layer was extremely crispy, and when you took a bite, you could clearly hear the crisp sound as the coating collided with your teeth.
The next second, the gravy flowed into your mouth.
Next came the incredibly tender meat, which was pure white and not covered in marinade like the ones in fried chicken shops.
Wen Jiajia couldn’t control herself and ate half of it before stopping her evil hands.
If possible… if Wen Chun and Wen Xuan didn’t know about this chicken, she could eat them all.
She couldn’t help but focus her eyes on the chickens that were pecking grass seeds on the lawn in the yard.
Chicken: “……”
The chickens didn’t know what was happening but suddenly felt a murderous aura surging toward them.
Evening.
The soldiers who were training in the army came back, singing as they walked, and even Wen Jiajia could hear them.
The temperature rises, and wild ducks take up residence in the lake.
Wild ducks swim on the water, creating ripples. If they see someone passing by, they will hide in the water plants out of caution.
The wild ducks here are much more agile than those in her hometown, and Wei Dai couldn’t catch them even if he tried.
The children are out of school.
The older children were having fun everywhere, while the younger children were returning home in groups.
When Wen Chun and Wen Xuan first went to the Yuhong class, Wen Jiajia and Wei Dai would pick them up and drop them off. But now they are very familiar with the way back and have made many good friends, so they go to and from school by themselves.
The two sisters ran all the way back today and didn’t even want the bamboo sticks that Xie Yi found for them.
“It smells so good,” Wen Xuan shouted as she reached the door.
This was definitely not the smell of chicken soup—absolutely not!
The two rushed in like firecrackers, looking at Wen Jiajia with sparkling eyes. Wen Xuan was the first to say, “Aunt, did you make something delicious?”
Wen Jiajia was shocked: “Can you smell this?”
The fried chicken must have gotten cold by now; how could it still smell good?
Wen Xuan nodded vigorously: “Yeah! I smell the fragrance. It’s fried eel, right?”
Wen Jiajia couldn’t help but pinch her face: “My goodness, your nose is almost the same as Huowang’s.” Huowang was a military dog in the army. He retired due to injury some time ago. Wei Dai wanted to raise him very much, but unfortunately, Huowang was still undergoing treatment.
“Did I guess right?” Wen Xuan was surprised. She still liked fried eel very much.
Wen Jiajia smiled and said, “Wrong.”
She took out the remaining half of the fried chicken from the cupboard and said, “Sorry, I’ve already eaten one chicken wing. You can share this half.”
Wen Chun and Wen Xuan widened their eyes. If fried eel is called fried eel, then fried chicken is called fried chicken?
This was fresh food, so they didn’t care how much was left and quickly took the plates and started to share it.
Although the fried chicken was a little cold, the taste was still there.
The chicken skin was especially delicious, so they put the meat aside and only ate the skin.
Wen Jiajia had discovered long ago that these two girls always put the delicious food first and only eat the second-best food afterward. This habit was exactly the same as hers, and she did the same.
Wen Jiajia finally got the chance to make fried food today, so of course, she couldn’t just make fried chicken.
She also fried pumpkin balls and made fried vegetable pancakes to eat with the porridge.
Wen Jiajia said, “Chun’er, help your aunt deliver this plate of meatballs and vegetable cakes to Xiaoyi’s house.”
Wen Chun’s mouth was full of oil as he ate, and he looked at the unfinished fried chicken on the table with reluctance.
Wen Jiajia was speechless, “It’s okay, I’ll keep an eye on it for you and make sure Xuanxuan doesn’t eat your share.”
Wen Chun was relieved: “Okay, Aunt.”
He held the plate carefully and went to the next door, where the Xie family was also having dinner.
Shen Xunzhen knew her student’s personality, so she didn’t hesitate. She took the plate and handed Wen Chun a bag of fried dough twists to take back.
Wen Chun left happily, and when she got home, she shook the fried dough twists at Wen Jiajia and said, “Aunt, Teacher Shen gave us fried dough twists before the Chinese New Year even starts.” This kid thought that fried dough twists could only be eaten during the Chinese New Year.
Wen Jiajia opened it and took a look. The smell of fried carbohydrates hit her nose.
“It was just fried not long ago, and it smells so fresh,” she said, then told the two children seriously, “I put it in the cupboard. You can only eat one a day. If you eat more, you will have three days of snacks.”
The two sisters have snacks.
They eat one piece of butterfly cake and one piece of toffee every day, and if there is fruit at home, they add some fruit.
They were particularly ceremonial and asked Wei Dai to set up a small table for them. When it was sunny, they ate in the yard, and when it rained, they ate in the living room while watching the rain.
The two sisters had grown in stature due to eating so much and were now definitely among the top five in weight in the class.
It seems that children aged three or four are allowed to be a little fat, but after they turn six, they can no longer be like this.
Deducting snacks is definitely the biggest punishment for them. Wen Chun and Wen Xuan nodded obediently when they heard it and promised that they would never eat more than allowed.
Children have small appetites. After they finished eating the fried chicken, they ate half a bowl of porridge and couldn’t eat anything else.
Night.
The rain began to fall again, and water dripped from the eaves.
Wen Jiajia had fallen into a deep sleep, but many people were talking about what happened to her today.
Family Building.
“Hey, Lao Zhang, I heard today that a family member in our family compound got stuck in a toon tree while picking it and couldn’t get down?”
“Isn’t it? It’s also a wonder. Later, Xiao Wang from the logistics department cut down the tree.”
“I heard she is Wei Dai’s wife.”
“Really? Wei Dai’s wife is from the city?”
“No, she’s from the commune near Wei Dai’s home. I was the one who reviewed him when he wrote his report…”
One person tells ten people, ten people tell a hundred people, a hundred people tell a thousand people…
Just as Wen Jiajia had thought, almost everyone in the family compound knew about it.
Even the lonely Shen Xunzhen heard about it and came to see her with a rare smile.
What else could Wen Jiajia do? Smile, smile, because she can’t lose a piece of meat anyway.
But Wei Dai didn’t know.
A week later, Wei Dai returned to the team after completing his mission. At this moment, he didn’t know that he had lost his name.
In the past, Wen Jiajia was introduced to the outside world as “Wei Dai’s wife,” but now Wei Dai is introduced to the outside world as “the lover of Comrade Wen of Kashu.”
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