After three years of marriage, the beautiful military wife takes her baby to look for her father

Lu Nanfeng looked at Tuanzi gently, and he also felt that he was lucky.

Of course, the most important thing is to thank Song Zhiya.

He didn't write any letters back at that time, but just sent a little money every month. Song Zhiya was still willing to give birth to the child and raise him well.

Tuanzi talked for a while, and Yang Guoqing sat next to him to rest. He would go home after two more minutes of rest.

Song Zhiya went into the kitchen and called Tuanzi in.

After a while, Tuanzi came out of the kitchen. Seeing Yang Guoqing about to take the crutch, he quickly ran over, grabbed his hand, and acted coquettishly with him.

"Grandpa Yang, let's have dinner at our house this afternoon!"

“My mom’s cooking is delicious!”

"Last time we went to your house for dinner, how about you eat at ours this time?" Tuanzi said, putting his face on Yang Guoqing's arm, "I'll ask my aunt to come to our house for dinner later."

"No, no, no!"

Yang Guoqing disagreed no matter what. Song Zhiya didn't charge him for his treatment, saying that she would wait until he recovered before charging him.

He has already started saving.

I must give Song Zhiya more when the time comes.

But in the end, the disease could not be cured, so Song Zhiya still had to be paid for her hard work, because she had spent a lot of energy on it.

How can I still eat at someone else’s house now?

"Uncle Yang," Song Zhiya and Lu Nanfeng took turns speaking after hearing Yang Guoqing's refusal. "Just consider this a celebration. You can feel the pain now, and it will get better little by little. Just stay for dinner!"

"You are my senior. Please tell me more about your experiences on the battlefield. I like to hear you say that."

The couple sang the same tune. At first, Yang Guoqing refused to stay no matter what, but later he was in a dilemma.

"You two are like this, but you still don't stay. It seems like something is wrong on my part!" Yang Guoqing finally stayed, but he had to ask Yang Yinyin to buy some meat.

"Next time we'll go to your house for dinner!"

Song Zhiya said as she walked into the kitchen: "If you are so polite to us, then next time we let Tuanzi come to our house to play, we will also bring you a piece of meat!"

When Yang Guoqing heard this, he burst into laughter.

Tuanzi was talking with a smile beside him.

In the afternoon, Yang Yinyin came to have dinner with them. Song Zhiya made steamed pork with rice flour, stir-fried pork with green peppers, stewed a pork rib soup, and fried two side dishes.

The table was full, and several people were eating and chatting happily.

Yang Guoqing drank a little bit of wine and talked with Lu Nanfeng. Yang Yinyin and Song Zhiya sat on the sofa. "Thank you, Sister Xiaoya."

"To be honest, if I hadn't heard Director Wang say that Captain Lu's wound healed exceptionally quickly, I would have been a little skeptical of you."

"Although I understand Chinese medicine, I always felt that it came too slowly. I didn't expect that after all the twists and turns, you are still the best!" Yang Yinyin said these words, and Song Zhiya was not unhappy at all. Instead, she laughed.

"normal."

"Although traditional Chinese medicine has its advantages, it also has its disadvantages. The effects are too slow, and many people can't wait."

"It's good to be able to integrate into people's lives and slowly recuperate your body. It's best to strengthen your body's immunity and avoid getting sick."

"If the illness is really serious, then Western antibiotics will definitely be used."

Late at night, Yang Guoqing was walking home alone, leaning on a cane and with Yang Yinyin walking beside him.

"They are a couple with good hearts and are kind people. They will definitely go far in life."

Yang Guoqing looked at the moon in the sky with blurry eyes. "I used to think that if I just went like this, I could go see your mother in the underworld. Now that I think about it, it's a good thing I didn't go."

"Your mother!"

"When we were young, she loved pulling my ears. If I were to die like this, if I really died, she would scold me to death!"

"She'll definitely say I didn't even bother to find a partner for you or screen you, and you'll be like a deserter going to find her in the future!"

"My life underground is not easy either!" After Yang Guoqing finished joking, he walked slowly forward with his crutches. Yang Yinyin followed behind him, tears silently sliding down from the corners of her eyes.

In fact, my father is really pitiful.

Her mother died when she was young, and her father had to serve in the army and raise her alone.

She and Xiaoxuan are actually quite similar.

……

Song Zhiya spent almost the entire weekend with Lu Nanfeng and Tuanzi.

The three of them go out together to buy groceries, cook medicinal food together, and go for a walk together.

Life is very comfortable.

In the blink of an eye, it was Monday. After breakfast, Lu Nanfeng went to the army and Tuanzi went to the compound to play.

After Song Zhiya prepared the medicinal food, she went to the courtyard to find him, and happened to hear several sisters-in-law talking about Song Yuanyuan's mother-in-law returning.

"I think it's good for her to go back. After she came here, she made the couple's life a mess. This is not okay!"

"Actually, his wife's temper is pretty good. If my mother-in-law were to give me some folk remedy, I'd be lucky not to get angry with her!"

"I think so too!"

"Everyone has different opinions. Although Deputy Battalion Commander Jiang's wife can be quite arrogant and likes to show off her wealth, I don't think there's anything wrong with this matter!"

Song Zhiya listened to a few words and nodded.

In the book I read, there wasn't much description about Jiang Kuo's mother, so I didn't know she would do such a ridiculous thing.

But it’s already good enough that Jiang Kuo stands on Song Yuanyuan’s side.

After this incident, Song Yuanyuan's mother-in-law probably won't come here again.

"Xiaoya!"

Song Zhiya just heard the discussion of the military wives, and everyone turned around and saw her.

When they saw her, they wanted to find her to chat. Song Zhiya thought that there was nothing to do at the moment and the medicinal food at home was still being cooked, so she walked over to talk to them.

"Xiaoya, your skin is getting better and better!"

"You seem to be almost six months pregnant?"

"That should be the case. Deputy Battalion Commander Jiang's wife is already over six months pregnant, almost seven months. It seems like there's only a month's difference between them, right?"

"It should be almost two months."

"No matter how much the difference is, I always feel that Xiaoya's skin is better than Deputy Battalion Commander Jiang's wife."

"It seems to be true. Xiaoya's skin is whiter."

"The other day I saw Deputy Battalion Commander Jiang's wife, Yuanyuan, right?"

Everyone nodded.

In fact, many military wives in the compound still don’t know Song Yuanyuan’s name because they rarely interact with each other. Unlike Song Zhiya, her reputation is almost known throughout the entire family compound.

"Yuanyuan's skin isn't as good as Xiaoya's."

"She has a lot of dark spots on her face, and she doesn't seem to be in a good mental state, especially after she went to the hospital. When I saw her yesterday morning, she seemed even more haggard!"