Parental Love: Jiang Weimin's Life of Lying Down

Jiang Weiguo opened Jiang Weimin's letter last, because Jiang Weimin's letter was the thickest, and Jiang Weiguo was sure that there were paintings drawn by Jiang Weimin inside.

The last time the family sent something, Jiang Weimin sent a painting of a family portrait, and Jiang Weiguo still keeps it carefully.

Jiang Weiguo carefully opened the envelope, and inside it was indeed a small picture album and a thick letter.

Jiang Weiguo couldn't wait to open the album and saw a beautiful family portrait.

This family portrait is different from the last one. It is no longer taken with the home as the background, but with the seaside as the background.

Every person in the painting is lifelike, as if you can feel their warmth and happiness.

Jiang Weiguo couldn't help laughing, his heart filled with longing for his family.

Then, he carefully appreciated the portraits on each page. These were individual portraits of family members, and each one was so delicate and vivid.

Jiang Weiguo couldn't help but sigh that Jiang Weimin's painting skills were getting better and better. Looking at the paintings in the album, Jiang Weiguo felt extremely gratified.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Jiang Weiguo stood up quickly, walked to the door and opened it.

Mao Rongjun was standing outside the door. He said with a smile, "Instructor, why are you here so late?"

Mao Rongjun smiled and replied, "I left in a hurry this afternoon, so I wanted to see if you had any good things hidden here."

In fact, the instructor came this time because he was worried that Jiang Weiguo would miss home too much after receiving the letter from home, so he came to comfort him.

Jiang Weiguo smiled bitterly and said, "What good stuff is there? You have looted them all. Now all that's left are the letters sent by my family."

Mao Rongjun said in disbelief: "Let me go in and take a look."

Jiang Weiguo reluctantly stepped aside and said, "Okay, then come in."

Mao Rongjun walked into the room and looked around for the so-called "good stuff". When his eyes fell on the table, he suddenly found a picture album.

He asked curiously, "Who drew this album? Was it your brother Jiang Weimin who drew it?"

Jiang Weiguo nodded and admitted: "Yes, he drew it."

Mao Rongjun picked up the album excitedly and exclaimed as he read it: "Wow, it's different to have a painter at home. I don't even have to take pictures."

When Mao Rongjun turned to Jiang Yafei's portrait, he saw a graceful girl in the painting, wearing a flowing long skirt, which swayed slightly in the sea breeze.

The color of the long skirt is like the blend of the clear sky and the blue sea, fresh and charming.

The girl stood barefoot, lightly on the fine and soft beach.

"Jiang Weiguo, is this your sister?" Mao Rongjun asked in surprise while looking at the portrait.

"Yes! What's wrong?" Jiang Weiguo replied with a puzzled look.

"She is so beautiful!" Mao Rongjun's eyes lit up and he was amazed.

"Yeah, I take after my mother. My mother is beautiful." Jiang Weiguo said proudly.

"How about I be your brother-in-law?" Mao Rongjun suddenly said seriously.

"Get lost, my sister is only 15!"

Mao Rongjun suddenly realized: "Oh, yes, you are only 18 years old, so I can wait until she grows up."

"Mao Rongjun, don't go too far!" Jiang Weiguo roared angrily.

In fact, it's also Jiang Weimin's fault. He only painted Jiang Yafei's youth and beauty, but failed to capture her childishness.

In addition, she was wearing beautiful clothes, and from the picture she really looked like a young girl of 18 or 9.

"You're being stingy! Don't you really want to consider it?" Mao Rongjun continued to ask without giving up.

"Mao Rongjun, don't let me beat you up, you are already 23 years old, and my sister is only 15 years old and still in school!"

Mao Rongjun saw that Jiang Weiguo was angry, so he quickly changed the subject: "Okay, it was just a joke, I won't mention it anymore."

Mao Rongjun glanced at a cowhide bag on the table and his eyes lit up: "Jiang Weiguo, I knew you were hiding something good!"

After saying that, he took the cowhide bag in his hand and opened it. He was shocked when he saw what was inside. He almost dropped the bag on the ground and screamed, "Jiang Weiguo, what is this? It looks scary."

Jiang Weiguo looked at the leather bag and explained with a smile: "This is also a specialty of our seaside called seahorse. There are a lot of them on the seaside. My brother picked them up and said they can enhance sexual performance."

"Aphrodisiac?" Mao Rongjun asked doubtfully.

"Yes, soaking seahorses in wine can enhance sexual performance. Look, there is another way to soak seahorses in wine." Jiang Weiguo handed a piece of paper to Mao Rongjun as he spoke.

Mao Rongjun took the paper curiously, read the words on it carefully, and laughed: "Do you know what aphrodisiac means?"

Jiang Weiguo shook his head innocently: "I don't know, what does it mean?"

Mao Rongjun chuckled evilly and whispered a few words into Jiang Weiguo's ear. Jiang Weiguo's face turned red instantly and he stammered, unable to speak.

Finally, Mao Rongjun patted Jiang Weiguo on the shoulder and comforted him: "Got it! You are still young, you don't need these, I'll take them away."

"Take it away, take it away." Jiang Weiguo stammered, his face flushed.

"You are still young and don't know anything! What a good stuff! Let's go to the company commander and take a look." Mao Rongjun happily took the cowhide bag and walked towards the company commander's dormitory.

After the instructor left, Jiang Weiguo continued to read the letter. Only at the end did he understand why Jiang Weimin sent him the seahorse.

Jiang Weimin wanted Jiang Weiguo to see if there was a chance to encounter a tiger here. After all, tigers are not protected animals that can be hunted at will.

He wanted to exchange the seahorse for some tiger bones or tiger penises to make wine as a tribute to Jiang Defu. After all, all the major movies, TV shows and novels have made tiger bone wine sound miraculous, and Jiang Weimin also wanted to see if it worked.

"Just take it, instructor! We'll think of a way when there's a chance!"

Children from military families like Jiang Weiguo have relatively low material demands. They have enjoyed themselves when they were young and know what they want in the future. They are thoughtful and have clear goals.