Parental Love: Jiang Weimin's Life of Lying Down

After school, the three of them went to the cafeteria together, but there were only steamed buns left. Jiang Weimin had no choice but to go into the kitchen at the request of Jiang Yafei and Jiang Yaning.

"Third brother, have you prepared dinner? I'm almost starving." Jiang Yafei and Jiang Yaning leaned against the kitchen door. Jiang Yaning said while touching his stomach.

"Don't rush me, it's almost time. If you're hungry, eat some peach cake first." Jiang Weimin said without looking up. Since his comic book was published, there has been no shortage of peach cakes in the house.

"I don't want to eat it. I'm tired of it." Jiang Yaning curled his lips with a look of disgust.

"You are a full man who doesn't know the hunger of a hungry man." Jiang Yafei tapped Jiang Yaning gently and muttered softly.

"Sister, you're not tired of eating!"

"My eldest and second brothers are not at home. I don't know why Jiang Weimin doesn't feel like eating anymore. It's just the two of us eating. We are really tired of eating. We still need to eat to relieve our hunger."

"Third brother, when will Uncle Liu Shuo come?" Jiang Yaning suddenly remembered something.

"He's been busy at the publishing house lately, so he probably can't come. Why are you thinking about Uncle Liu's delicious food?" Jiang Weimin joked.

"Yes! We have already finished the delicious food you brought back from Qingdao last time."

"Let's wait a while! Let mom take us to Qingdao for a tour. We can eat whatever we want and buy whatever we want. We've also bought a camera so we can go wherever we want to take photos."

"Long live Third Brother!" Jiang Yaning cheered.

"You are the only one showing off." Jiang Yafei smiled and shook her head.

After a while, Jiang Weimin cooked two dishes and brought them to the table.

Just as Jiang Weimin took off his apron, Jiang Defu came back.

"Wei Min, why are you cooking? Your mother hasn't come back yet!"

"No, the school has some tasks assigned to me, so I'll be back a little late."

"Humph"

"Dad, let's eat first! There's no food in the cafeteria. We'll just have to make do with what we have now!"

Jiang Defu was eating with an unhappy look on his face. Before he finished, An Jie walked in while rubbing his shoulders and waist. "Hey, you've eaten everything! Why are there only two dishes?"

"Mom, when we got to the cafeteria after school, there was nothing left except the steamed buns. The dishes were made by my third brother."

Anjie nodded with satisfaction: "Well, not bad, worthy of praise."

"Mom, where have you been? What tasks did the school assign you?"

Anjie looked exhausted. "I went to be a model for someone! I sat on the rocks and couldn't move at all. My back and waist ached from exhaustion."

In the past two years, Jiang Weimin has been running around the island with a drawing board to paint for people. Now Anjie no longer has a filter for painters.

Yaning asked doubtfully, "Mom, isn't my third brother a painter? Why are you modeling for others? If you want to paint, can't you just let my third brother paint for you?"

"Someone from the cultural center came to the school to find me this morning and asked me to be a model for Teacher Xia, who is also a teacher at the Fine Arts Department of Renmin University."

Jiang Defu frowned and asked seriously, "Who approved him to come here? Is there any record?"

"What case?"

"This is a coastal defense outpost. Anyone can come in?"

An Jie shook his head. "Oh, how would I know? I don't know if they have a record. In fact, I don't want to go either. They said that Teacher Xia chose me as soon as she arrived on the island. She thought my temperament was very good and unique."

"This, this is what he told you?"

"Yes, the people at the cultural center told me, but he also told me himself later."

"Later, when was later?"

“When he painted me.”

"Humph, he really knows how to pick the right time."

"What did you say later?"

"He said our place is beautiful. He said the mountains, water and people on our island are beautiful."

"He's praising your beauty!"

"Mom, my dad is jealous." Jiang Yafei whispered in An Jie's ear.

"Who said I was jealous? Stop talking nonsense and eat your meal."

"I'm so tired, Lao Jiang, please massage my shoulders after dinner."

"You asked for this. Who asked you to be a model?"

"The county cultural center came to me and I was embarrassed to refuse."

"Mom, it's a teacher from the Fine Arts Department of Renmin University! If you go again, take me with you. I can learn from Teacher Xia. Is this okay, Dad? I'll be watching over Mom, so you can rest assured, right?"

An Jie smiled and said, "Okay, I told him that my son is also a painter and has published several comic books. Teacher Xia was very surprised and said that we can communicate with each other."

"Then you have to keep an eye on your mother."

In this way, while Jiang Weimin was working as a model for An Jie, he communicated with Teacher Xia and learned some painting experience, which in turn made Jiang Defu feel at ease.

Jiang Weimin knew that Teacher Xia’s arrival meant that the review team would be here soon.

Since Ding Xiaoyang was born, there has been no news about Jiang Defu being promoted. Jiang Weimin knew that his comic strip was of no use.

Two days later, An Jie learned through her own information channels that there was a vacancy in the fortress area and was discussing the matter with Jiang Defu in the living room.

"I heard that Vice Commander Wan will take over Commander Liu's position, and Chief of Staff Chang will take over Vice Commander Wan's position. Is that true?"

"You are well-informed. Did the cadre department inform you of this?"

"Tsk, I'm serious. If that's the case, then the position of the fortress's chief of staff will be vacant."

An Jie looked at Jiang Defu who was glaring at him and said, "Why are you glaring at me? I'm doing this for your own good. You've been in this position for almost 10 years. It's your turn now, right?"

"How many times have I told you not to talk too much about work? It's not a good habit."

"Why did I say that? I was just reminding you not to miss the opportunity."

"It's no use reminding me of organizational matters."

“Organizations are not made up of people. Things are dead, people are alive. Everything is man-made.”

"Anjie people should not be ungrateful. Ah, for a poor boy like me, it's already good enough to be here today. It's quite good. If I continue to ask the organization for this and that, not to mention party spirit, it's also unacceptable for human nature."

"People always strive for higher places, and water always flows to lower places. People should always strive for progress. Your idea of waiting for the ship to arrive at the dock and the car to arrive at the station is wrong and unacceptable. You are the commander, and you don't want to take away my family member."

"Don't worry about my business!"

"You are a rotten tree that cannot be carved."

"Hmph, you have to say that. I am just a piece of rotten wood, and I don't need a bourgeois lady like you to carve it."

Hearing this, An Jie said angrily, "Mr. Jiang, I have been married to you for 20 years. I have helped you to become a proletarian in these 20 years.

I cook for you, provide you with clothes, wash the pots and dishes, and clean the house. How can I be considered a housewife?

But you, with your big belly, look like a bourgeois who gets something for nothing, just eating and drinking your fill and walking away. "

"Hmph, damn it, I can't argue with you, so I won't talk to you." Jiang Defu stood up and walked out.