After the marriage, the charming educated youth is eye-catching

Jiang Shen received a call and ran to pick up the three of them, so the task of picking up the children fell on him.

Zhong Xueyuan was originally embarrassed to trouble them, but Jiang's mother insisted on doing so, and she didn't want to refuse the kindness of her elders, so she had to obey.

In addition, when her two children are out of school, she is still in the art troupe, and sometimes she is so busy that she really has no time to go.

Zhong Niannian couldn't hide the disappointment in her eyes. "Of course it's good for Mom to pick us up, but Uncle Jiang can lift us up high! He can lift both me and my brother up! He's so strong! My classmates are all envious!"

Listening to her daughter's words, Zhong Xueyuan's heart seemed to be stabbed by something. She thought that as long as she gave them enough love as siblings, they would be happy.

But what child doesn't want a father?

Even though the brother and sister never mentioned Wei Zhihe, Jiang Shen's presence seemed to fill some of the missing fatherly love.

Both children like him very much.

Even Zhong Siyu, even though he still can't speak, will share his favorite toys with Jiang Shen.

Even Wei Zhihe, his biological father, couldn't do this.

But... she and Jiang Shen are worlds apart. He holds a high position. Even though Jiang's mother wants to bring them together, Zhong Xueyuan has never had such a desire. She just wants to take care of her two children and live a good life.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm the sadness in her heart, forced a smile, and said soothingly: "Then next time, I'll let Uncle Jiang pick you up, okay?"

"it is good!"

Zhong Niannian smiled and curved her eyebrows. "Mom, you work so hard, and you still come to pick me and my brother up. You've worked so hard. When we get home, I'll massage your shoulders and I'll give you a back massage!"

Zhong Xueyuan took the hands of the brother and sister, her eyes slightly red, "You and your brother are so well behaved, Mom doesn't feel any hardship at all."

At this moment, Zhong Siyu didn't know what he saw, but his eyes suddenly lit up.

He tugged at the corner of Zhong Xueyuan's clothes.

"What happened to Siyu?"

Zhong Xueyuan turned and looked in the direction her son was looking, and saw a man in casual clothes standing not far away.

It’s Jiang Shen.

The man has an upright posture, broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Even the most ordinary casual clothes fit his body perfectly as if they were tailor-made, showing off his physical advantages.

Without the constraints of military uniform, he became more casual and unruly.

Seeing the mother and her two children in front of him, Jiang Shen walked over with steady steps, and every step seemed to be measuring his own territory.

The powerful aura emanating from his bones makes everything around him pale in comparison. Even without the blessing of a military uniform, people can still feel his deterrent power and oppression.

Zhong Xueyuan was distracted for a moment. She had clearly called him and told him that she would come to pick him up today.

Why is he still here?

"Uncle Jiang!"

Zhong Niannian excitedly broke free from her mother's hand, ran towards him, and acted coquettishly, asking for a hug.

Jiang Shen bent down and easily picked up the little girl with one hand.

In front of the children, his voice unconsciously softened a little, completely different from the majestic voice he usually gave orders to in the army.

"are you hungry?"

Zhong Niannian nodded rapidly. She turned to look at her mother and whispered in the man's ear, "Uncle Jiang, someone stole my brother and I's food today. We only had one steamed bun for lunch."

Jiang Shen frowned slightly, "Have you told the teacher?"

Zhong Niannian shook her head and muttered softly, "No, I don't want Mom to know and worry. Uncle Jiang! Don't tell Mom either! Mom is already very tired every day, and I don't want her to worry about these little things."

Whenever Jiang Shen saw this girl being sensible, he couldn't help but feel distressed.

"it is good."

Although they are not his own daughters, Jiang Shen has been gradually moved by the two children during this period.

In addition to Zhong Niannian's understanding and well-behaved nature, Zhong Siyu's talent in marksmanship also made him want to cultivate him.

As for his illness, Jiang Shen has also tried to find a way to help. If it can be cured, he might become a talented sniper when he grows up.

Zhong Xueyuan didn't know what they were whispering about, but seeing her daughter like Jiang Shen so much, she couldn't help feeling guilty.

Didn't she also want to give them and their siblings a complete home?

Zhong Siyu looked over there eagerly, and Zhong Xueyuan showed helplessness in her eyes. She took his hand and walked over to say hello.

"Comrade Jiang, why are you here anyway?"

Jiang Shen first rubbed Zhong Siyu's head and said in a lukewarm tone: "I just happened to be passing by here."

After a pause, he said, "Let's go back together in my car."

Zhong Xueyuan wanted to refuse, but seeing how happy the two children were, she couldn't help but say thank you, "I'm sorry to trouble you again."

Jiang Shen took in her reluctance and said coldly, "If you don't want to sit, you can walk back."

Zhong Xueyuan's face froze, "I..."

At the critical moment, Zhong Niannian immediately leaned out half of her body and hugged her mother's neck, her voice soft and sweet, "Mom! Uncle Jiang is not mean to you, he just wants you to ride with us!"

Obviously, Zhong Niannian said this to help her mother out of trouble.

Jiang Shen had a cold face but did not deny her words, but seemed to acquiesce that she really meant that.

Zhong Xueyuan's face was a little embarrassed, and her fingers couldn't help but clenched into her palms. She pursed her lips and said hesitantly in a low voice, "I'm so sorry, I suddenly remembered that I have some things to deal with at the art troupe, and I rode a bicycle here, so Comrade Jiang, please help me send Nian Nian and the others back..."

"Zhong Xueyuan."

Jiang Shen interrupted her, his voice cold, "Are you sure you want to leave these two children to me like this?"

He didn't understand why Zhong Xueyuan was being so shy.

Even though it was a very small matter, she always acted very politely and kept other people's kindness at a distance.

"No... no, since it's inconvenient for you, I'll take them home myself. Sorry..."

Zhong Xueyuan avoided his gaze and didn't dare to look him in the eye. She reached out to take her daughter back.

Jiang Shen's eyes instantly condensed into a layer of frost. His voice was low and cold, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. "You really didn't let me down."

After he finished speaking, he held Zhong Niannian in one hand, took Zhong Siyu's hand with the other, and turned to walk towards the car.

Zhong Niannian frowned anxiously, "Uncle Jiang, are you really not going to take my mother back with you?"

Jiang Shen spoke, his voice flat and as cold as the north wind in winter, "Those who disobey will suffer."

Zhong Niannian hugged his neck and whispered in defense of her mother, "Mom is just used to relying on herself for everything..."

Although she is young, she has already understood some truths.

Just like grandma clearly wants to come to the capital, but my mother knows that she can't get used to living here, so she would rather be a little tired herself and only report good news instead of bad news.

Jiang Shen raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's true that people should rely on themselves, but there's no need to treat everyone's kindness as a disaster. We should learn to accept it appropriately."

Zhong Niannian seemed to understand, but she didn't want to see her mother and Uncle Jiang quarreling. "Uncle Jiang, you're the best. Don't be angry. Anger will make you old."

Jiang Shen's complexion improved. He carried both children into the car and drove away without even glancing at Zhong Xueyuan.

Zhong Xueyuan stood there, looking in the direction they left, with a hint of bitterness in her eyes.

She gathered her scarf and prepared to go home.

In order to make it easier to go to work and pick up her children, she bought a bicycle and parked it in the alley opposite the school.

Unexpectedly, when she went to unlock the car, she found that the tire had been punctured.

Zhong Xueyuan rubbed her eyebrows. She was not familiar with the area and didn't know where to find a car repair shop. She had no choice but to push the car home.

Halfway through the journey, she saw a familiar car coming towards her in the distance.

It belongs to Jiang Shen.

The car stopped by the roadside. The man in the driver's seat walked around the car and came to Zhong Xueyuan. Without saying a word, he took the bicycle from her hands, lifted it up, and placed it on the roof of his jeep.

Then tie it tightly with a rope.

Jiang Shen's entire operation was smooth and seamless. Finally, he opened the passenger door and said in a cold and stern tone, with an irresistible pressure, "Get in."

Zhong Xueyuan stood there without moving.

Until the man said again: "If you don't go back early, what will my mother and two children eat?"

Jiang's mother couldn't cook because she sprained her foot.

Jiang Shen doesn't have time during the day every day, and he doesn't know how to cook, so Zhong Xueyuan cooks an extra meal for Jiang's mother every night so that she can heat up the food herself during the day.

So in exchange, Jiang Shen was responsible for picking up the two children from school.

Zhong Xueyuan was silent for a moment and chose to compromise.

She bent down to get into the car. A cunning light flashed in Jiang Shen's deep eyes, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his cold face.

On the way home, the little elf Zhong Niannian was responsible for livening up the atmosphere. She stuck to her mother and acted coquettishly, fearing that there would be a rift between them.

Arriving at the military family compound, Jiang Shen lifted the bicycle down. Zhong Xueyuan took it, held the front of the bicycle, and whispered a thank you.

Jiang Shen didn't let go, raised his eyebrows, and said in a cold voice: "Can you repair cars?"

Zhong Xueyuan thought for two seconds and told the truth, "No, the tire was punctured. I'll go to the repair shop to change the tire later."

After saying that, the man ordered: "Go upstairs and cook."

His voice was low and cold, like the chill wind in a cold night. Every word he said was commanding, leaving Zhong Xueyuan no room for rebuttal.

The tone was like issuing a military order, blunt and tough, and the whole person exuded an unquestionable sense of oppression.

Zhong Xueyuan subconsciously let go of the handlebars with both hands and quickly lowered her head. A few strands of hair slid down her cheeks, like a curtain to block the suffocating feeling of oppression for her.

Thinking of the man's temper, she chose to obey, "Okay."

No thanks? No more formalities?

Jiang Shen was quite surprised to see her reaction like this, and couldn't help but curl his lips, "Okay?"

But in the woman's eyes, his smile was as terrifying as a flood or a beast.

Zhong Xueyuan thought she had said something wrong. She grabbed the edge of her clothes with both hands, her fingers turning white from the force, and the clothes were twisted into messy folds. She quickly said, "Ma..."

She had just opened her mouth when she was frightened by Jiang Shen's sharp gaze and shut her mouth, swallowing the rest of her words.

Jiang Shen turned to the two children and said, "It's cold outside. Take Siyu upstairs quickly."

Zhong Niannian put the five fingers of her right hand together, palm facing slightly inward, and raised it to her forehead in a somewhat unorthodox but enthusiastic gesture, saluting Jiang Shen. "Yes, Commander! I promise to complete the mission!"

The little girl raised the corners of her mouth high, revealing two front teeth that had not yet grown in. That smile seemed to be able to dispel all the haze in the world.

Jiang Shen's originally stern face instantly showed a bit of doting. He raised his thick and powerful hand and solemnly saluted the little girl with the most standard military salute.

The two salutes, one tall and one short, one big and one small, seemed to transcend the boundaries of age and status, creating a different spark in the air.

Seeing her daughter getting along so happily with Jiang Shen, Zhong Xueyuan couldn't help but feel a bitterness in her heart.

She also wants to give her two children a complete family.

But some misfortunes were the result of her bowing to fate.

Two innocent children were affected, and she wished she could bear the pain of the illness for them.

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