"Jolene, you say, will your sister-in-law get another child with your brother in the past few days?"

Friends seem to be more anxious than Jolene, Jolene tells them to worry less, but in fact, she is also quite worried - although the little nephew is good, if they hold the two of them for three years, then they will be tired to death, and the burden on the family is too heavy.

But these melon-eating people really think too much. Qiao Nan had no intention of becoming a father again, he knew that his wife had gone through the ghost gate when she gave birth, and now that she had just recovered, he couldn't let her take risks anymore.

Moreover, Qiao Nan and his wife are too tired to take care of their children, and they don't have the energy to create people. Without the help of their parents, they brought the little commander by themselves, Qiao Nan was clumsy, it would be good if he didn't help, and it took a few days to get started, Wen Jing was so tired that she wanted to go back to Hong Kong City.

Jolene still remembers that her brother also called her parents to complain: "It turns out that it is much more difficult to take care of children than to lead soldiers! Compared with taking care of children, working overtime at the unit is like a vacation!"

In the end, there is no way to carry out the ceremony of having a child, or Comrade Qiao Nan's physical condition does not allow it!

Although he complained a lot, Qiao Nan still liked his son very much. The little commander had long been brainwashed by his grandfather, thinking that those who wore military uniforms were "fathers". When he first entered the barracks, he was very curious when he saw someone in military uniform, pointing at people and shouting "ahhhhh

As a result, more and more people wore military uniforms, and his eyes gradually became confused, but he still persistently "ah, ah". Qiao Nan was very jealous, took his son into his arms, let him look at his face, and then said to him seriously: "Remember, I am your father!"

The little commander stayed for a while, and suddenly he started laughing, and his eyes were slitted with laughter, like a little Maitreya Buddha. How happy does he have to be to smile so brightly?

Qiao Nan's heart melted in an instant.

As soon as he arrived at his father's unit, the characteristics of the little commander boy were revealed, and he was full of curiosity about everything. One day a year ago, he saw the warriors climbing ropes, and he stared intently. Although I can't say anything, the worship is all written in my eyes.

On a whim, Qiao Nan wanted to show his son a hand and let his son realize that his father was also very powerful. He has to climb faster than a warrior and his movements are more standard. He climbed to the top and looked down, his son staring at him with his mouth wide open, his eyes reluctant to blink. Seeing his son look like this, Qiao Nan gained great satisfaction.

He came down the rope, and was about to run to his son to show off, when there was a click, and the old waist twisted.

His waist has always been a big problem, and his daughter-in-law once told him to pay attention to maintenance. If you are young, your waist will be broken, and your life will not be too good in the future. Qiao Nan took his daughter-in-law's teachings to heart, but in front of his daughter-in-law, he twisted his waist.

Qiao Nan is still very good-looking, the applause of the officers and soldiers is still echoing in his ears, his son is still applauding him ignorantly, he has to leave with a smile. The only one who can witness his pain with his own eyes is his wife.

Wen Jing put a plaster on him, and he made him cry and laugh: "You are twenty-nine years old after the New Year, and you are still going to compete in this small scene...... I'm really convinced. ”

"Didn't I want to give you two a fight? You held me up too high, saying that I could be literate and martial, and I just wanted you two to see it, but I didn't expect it...... That is, I am going to wronged you in the past two days, you finally came to visit, and I am looking forward to it in vain...... yes......"

Looking at his pitiful eyes, Wen Jing understood what he meant, slapped him lightly, and said angrily: "Don't be ashamed, your son is still listening!"

When he arrived in a strange environment, the little commander still didn't recognize his life, he was very adaptable to the rhythm of his father's life here, and when he saw the photo with the gun, he wanted to reach out and touch it. When others called him Commander, he tilted his head and waved his two little fists from time to time, as if "Commander" was not just his name, and he enjoyed the title. He was not at all afraid of the dark-faced youths, nor of their loud voices, and often smiled at them, showing two small sharp teeth. Unlike his mother, when she first arrived, she was made red by a deafening "sister-in-law", and she was always down-to-earth and generous.

Wen Jing quipped: "Your son really likes it here, maybe, he will really be a commander in the future!"

Who knew that Qiao Nan immediately refused: "Don't let him go this way, it's too bitter." ”

"You also know bitterness!"

"I'm used to it, so I don't feel it. Qiao Nan hugged his son and said lovingly: "He should have a better life...... But if he insists on choosing to suffer, then I will not stop him. ”

The little commander hummed and chirped, and finally fell asleep in his father's arms. It's been a few days since he was reunited with his father, and he has become more and more dependent on his father's broad shoulders. And his father's only hope for him is to grow up carefree and healthy like he is now.

Qiao Nan's family had a very happy New Year, probably on the second day of the first lunar month, Qiao Lin deliberately posted a message in the family group, asking the family to watch TV and watch Wei Chenglin's Spring Festival Gala debut.

It seems that this kid is indeed promising, and he can be called the most well-known person in the history of Jixianglu. Qiao Nan was also very proud, and told a few close colleagues that his younger brother who lived downstairs in his house was going to appear on the Spring Festival Gala of a well-known satellite TV, and if he could, he would cheer for him.

As a result, the next day, his colleague asked him, did Wei Chenglin really go to the Spring Festival Gala? He yawned and saw the middle of the night, and he didn't see Wei Chenglin, could it be that Qiao Nan remembered the wrong stage?

Alas, such a sincere audience is none other than Qiao Nan's good brother Zhao Yu. In order to save Wei Chenglin, he still had a scar on his wrist, which was the price of sacrificing himself to save others. Wei Chenglin also knew gratitude, although he didn't meet directly, but he asked Qiao Nan to thank him, and Zhao Yu always remembered the boy he saved before graduating from college.

Therefore, when he heard that the runaway boy had changed his face, Zhao Yu was also very pleased. But after waiting all night, he fell into disappointment again.

Qiao Nan was also very embarrassed, the program list was out, how could there be no Wei Chenglin on the stage? He didn't die like a good brother and watch TV all night. He looked at it in order, and he didn't see Wei Chenglin.

Is this kid not skilled and brushed off at the last moment? Or did he drop the chain at a critical moment and delay the performance because of an unexpected situation?

Not really. If he were to die, that would be true. However, he insisted that it was a dedication to justice.

Just like Wen Jing doesn't want to mix in the modeling circle, Wei Chenglin doesn't like to stay in the entertainment industry too much. When he has time, he would rather talk to old friends than expand his circle of contacts. However, people are floating in the rivers and lakes, and the relationship that should be maintained still has to be maintained, and he also has to meet some peers, pretend to be adults, and talk about business seriously.

It was still in Beijing that day, and his boss told him to go to a dinner. There were several well-known people in the industry who went together, and there was also an unknown N-line artist. Wei Chenglin didn't want to go in the first place, anyway, his image in front of outsiders was shy and not good at words, and he didn't care which bigwigs he had eaten with or taken photos with. For that occasion, it's better to play games at home.

His boss almost wanted to scold him: "It's just a meal, and it's not for you to sell yourself." If you are more active and know a few more people, you will already be popular in half the sky. ”

Well, anyway, instead of selling his body, Wei Chenglin went obediently. During the banquet, he only cared about eating, and did not talk much. But as soon as he raised his head, he could see a well-known person looking at the N-line artist intently, his eyes were like a big oil field, revealing an indescribable oiliness.

When others chatted with Wei Chenglin, Wei Chenglin replied very obediently, never coldly, and did not talk much. His eyes still fell on the little artist, Da Oilfield had already changed the seat to her, chatted with her about music, talked about ideals, and finally gave her a business card, and said meaningfully: "If you encounter any difficulties in the future, call your brother; of course, you can call if you have nothing to do, and your brother will take you out to play and buy you delicious food." ”

is obviously an uncle's generation, and a "brother" makes Wei Chenglin's heart numb. But the little artist was full of joy, called "brother", and put the business card into a brand-new brand-name bag.

The banquet was dispersed, and they had to go to drink the second stubble, Wei Chenglin wanted to withdraw first under the pretext of catching a plane. The little artist was waiting to take the car of the big oil field, she was thinly dressed, her legs were bare-bones on a cold day, and she was shivering from the cold, but she had a unique and touching charm. Wei Chenglin originally planned to take a taxi away, but when he saw her appearance, he couldn't bear it.

Mixed in a circle, of course Wei Chenglin had heard of all kinds of bad deeds in the big oil fields, but that little artist thought that he had found a backer, and simply believed that he also had a "brother" to cover. That little artist is seventeen or eighteen years old, not much older than a baby, with a sweet smile and a childish body.

Wei Chenglin didn't get into the taxi after all, he walked a few steps quickly and said to the girl: "Little sister, I still want to tell you something......

The little artist thought that he was going to confess to himself, but his face was suddenly full of shyness, and he seemed to be still thinking about refusal. But Wei Chenglin was worried that there was not enough time, so he said anxiously: "I want to tell you, don't trust others too much, and don't just look at people...... Those unfamiliar phone numbers, it's better not to call ......"

The car from the big oil field had already driven over, and he motioned to the little artist to get in the car quickly. The little artist ran into the car quickly and glanced back at Wei Chenglin, as if he was still reminiscing about what he had just said.

When Wei Chenglin saw her thoughtful, he felt that he had saved a young girl, as cool as a superhero. Despite the cold weather, he was in a good mood and even had a sweet dream for the first time in a long time. But the next day, he received a call from his agent and told him that the Spring Festival Gala performance of a certain satellite TV was canceled.

Wei Chenglin was dumbfounded all of a sudden, and asked in a daze, "Why?"

The agent was also very depressed, and repeated angrily: "Why?"

Wei Chenglin had no shame to convey the news to his friends, and he didn't know what mistake he had made after thinking about it. He thinks he has a good image in this circle and has never offended anyone...... Wait, could it be that he indirectly offended that big oil field?

He made up for it, and as soon as the little artist got in the car, he said to the big oil field: "Brother, that little brother was really nosy just now." He said, "Let me not contact an unfamiliar phone number, isn't he provoking a relationship between the two of us?"

Or, she will say more bluntly: "Brother, that little brother hinted to me that I should not contact you." You say, is he well-fed? He's not a good guy, is he?"

What exactly she said, who could have guessed? But Wei Chenglin really hurt himself, he lost several performance opportunities, but he didn't know how to tell his friends about these things. If this is the price of chivalry...... Who wants to do good?