Chapter 161 Jiang Yong's Memories

Jiang Yong withdrew his eyes from the shocked Wen's face, looked at the teacup in her hand and recalled, "At first, when she gave Tinger medicine, she spit out all her bitterness. I had no choice but to simply pinch her mouth and pour it into it, making her cry and make noise every time. But it's just two or three. Maybe she understands that the medicine must be drunk, so she doesn't spit anymore. She drinks as much as I feed her. No matter how bitter she is, she won't vomit. The sensible is heartbreaking..."

Wen's whole body trembled, imagining Jiang Yong's pain and sadness at the beginning, and Jiang Ting, who was still a child, suffered from illness, and only felt cold from the bottom of her heart.

Jiang Yong sighed and then said, "Later, we arrived in Lingnan, and the disease on Ting'er was cured, but it also fell to the root of the disease. She is in poor health and will get sick if she doesn't pay attention. She always coughs, has a fever, diarrhea... Anyway, there is no time when her body is better. I tried my best to raise her to be one year old, but her condition is getting worse and worse. I know that if it went on like this, she would have died early. So I didn't wait. I took out Jiang's prescription for the boy to refine his muscles and bones and gave it to her. The prescription is so strong that a one-year-old child can't stand it at all. But this is the only way. If I don't do that, I can only watch her died.

Jiang Yong looked up at Wen and said with painful eyes, "Do you know how scared I was at that time? I was afraid to guard her every night, dare not close my eyes, and dare not leave her for even a moment. I'm afraid that she will close her eyes forever when I don't notice. Do you think that if Ting'er really died at that time, can I still live?

Wen looked at him in panic and nervously, but didn't know how to reply.

Jiang Yong didn't need her to reply. He replied by himself, "I can't live." If Tinger died, I would have lost all the sustenance to live. How to live? I can't live."

Wen looked at him tongue-tiedly, and his heart was sore and colder. She never thought about what he looked like with the girl in the northwest. She never thought about what that girl meant to him...

Jiang Yong withdrew his eyes and began to recall slowly: "You don't know, I began to take a medicinal bath when I was three years old. Among other things, the medicinal bath must be soaked in the extremely hot medicinal soup, and there must be someone around you to help pat the acupuncture points to help children absorb the medicinal power. Because the medicine is too strong, if you don't do this, the child's body is still very delicate. If the absorption is not smooth, it is easy to fall into the root. When taking a medicine bath, it is very painful, not only soup, but also pain and numbness. Even adults can't stand the uncomfortableness, not to mention children? But Tinger endured it abruptly. She gritted her teeth with her eyes open silently, and let me throw her into the hot soup without crying, and let me slap her whole body red and swollen. When she looked at my sad tears, she still smiled at me sensiblely..."

Jiang Yong smiled and asked Wen again, "Do you think such a clever daughter is worth fighting her life to protect?"

Wen nodded in a stunned position. She seemed to understand what Jiang Yong meant by saying these words to herself. But I understood, but it made her more afraid. She bit her lips tightly and bled, but she didn't feel any pain in panic.

Jiang Yong looked at her this time, did not withdraw his eyes, did not withdraw the smile on his face, and continued: "I almost spent all my savings. It took me three years to finally snatch Tinger back from the king of the world. At the age of four, her body was very strong and powerful. She also liked to learn boxing from me, squatting and walking, like a boy. I was relieved and began to be on duty seriously. You know, my father is very powerful in the northwest, so the superior officer in the barracks I was assigned to has been wandering for four years without saying a bad word. So, I have to repay my kindness. Moreover, I have no money. I have to earn money to support my family and support Ting'er.

Jiang Yong's face became solemn and stopped. He seemed to be sorting out his thoughts and seemed unwilling to recall. But he still opened his mouth and continued to say slowly and clearly, "I will follow them to 'hunt' outside the customs." The target of hunting is generally small detectives touched by the North Mongolian people. In order to get information, we have to fight for it. But they are very powerful, good at riding and strong swordsmanship. Sometimes it takes a dozen people to surround two or three spies. Even so, it is rare to successfully catch a live prisoner back. The military achievements in the barracks are judged based on the captured prisoners. Once, I met a North Mongolian spy and was almost killed by him. I chased him for 20 miles, exhausted his arrows, and suffered more than a dozen major injuries before I took him back. It was that prisoner who made me earn 50 taels of silver and earned enough money for us for a year.

Wen doesn't know how to express his inner feelings. She looked at Jiang Yong in a daze and listened to him recall the joys and sorrows of the past; listened to him tell about her ten years of hardships in the northwest; listened to him talk about how clever and capable Jiang Ting has been since she was a child...

Wen doesn't know what to do at all. She knew that Jiang Yong must have heard about what happened at noon that he said these words to her so abnormally. She also understood that she completely misunderstood Jiang Ting at noon. She even understood that it was because of Jiang Yong's importance to his son that he began to refine his muscles and bones so early...

But she understood all this too late.

Jiang Yong has been talking about it since ten years ago. After saying everything, his eyes became extremely cold when he looked at Wen. He looked at her and said faintly, "Wen, if you didn't give birth to Cheng'er and Xian'er for my Jiang family. You are not even a finger like Ting'er's finger to me, understand?"

When Wen heard his words, she felt as cold as if she had fallen into an ice cave. She sat there so stiffly and looked at Jiang Yong in a daze, as if she had lost her soul, and her eyes were empty and blank.

Jiang Yong stood up and said coldly without looking at her, "You haven't seen your father-in-law and mother-in-law for months, have you? You can pack up and go back to see them tomorrow. Don't be in a hurry to come back.

After saying that, Jiang Yong went out of the main room door and went to the front yard.

Wan sat there in a dispirited way for a long time. Even Mother Tang brought Jiang Cheng to call her, but she couldn't wake her up.

Later, Jiang Yong's order came from the front yard, saying that she would take Jiang Xian back to her mother's house tomorrow to visit Mrs. Wen and Lord Wen. Jiang Cheng will be left at home and not let her take it away. Jiang Yong said that Wen had no room for rebuttal at all, so she had no choice but to respond.

The next day, Wen was looking at the girls packing up, Jiang Cheng's wet nurse came to her with Jiang Cheng in her arms.

"Madam, someone from the front yard said that the master wanted to send the young master to Zhuangzi!"

"What did you say?" Wen exclaimed, and then felt black in front of him and fell down.