Qiao Nan's son was a smart child, if others called him "Qiao Bowen", he would raise his head and look at him, and if others called him "Commander", he would immediately show an innocent smile, like a little bodhisattva.

Qiao Nan was distressed, didn't his son like the big name given by his father? This name embodies a lot of his hard work and gives his son a lifetime of commemoration, isn't the little rabbit cub dissatisfied?

Wen Jing said with relief: "It's not that he doesn't like it, it's that he knows that the 'commander' is bigger! Maybe, he will really be a commander in the future!"

Qiao Nan still refused very neatly: "I have suffered a lot, just to make their generation no longer suffer." If our son joins the army, then I really can't bear it. ”

The little commander didn't understand his father's hard work, and from the first time he went to visit relatives in the army with his mother, he liked to be called "commander" by others. Qiao Nan told his comrades-in-arms that he should call him "Qiao Bowen" more, after all, there was a real commander in that environment. But the little commander seemed to understand, and as soon as he called him by his name, he bit his lip like a deliberately angry red panda.

After a long time, even Qiao Nan's comrades-in-arms know that this little guy likes to be a commander very much!

Qiao Nan only smiled bitterly, he didn't know when he would become the commander, but his son was worried about it first.

Qiao Nan really likes his son, and he likes it more and more. I don't usually see him, and I want to scratch my liver. Now that he is here, Qiao Nan intends to show the baby, so he tests his son in front of his comrades.

"Jo Bowen, what's your father's name?"

The little commander dismantled the tank that his father had bought, and replied nonchalantly: "Qiao Nan." ”

"Where's your mother?"

"Wen Jing. ”

"Where is your hometown?"

"Port City. ”

Qiao Nan had to continue to ask, his son was impatient. Qiao Nan was still unsatisfied, and asked again, "Then do you remember Dad's phone number?"

The commander smiled mischievously, shook his head, and said, "I know the electrician!"

Qiao Nan was taken aback, when did the little broken boy hear it? Does he know what an electrician means? The little commander grinned and laughed, "You are an electrician!

"Gang Master Joe, why does my son call you an electrician?"

It's over, the test can't be done, but he was pitted by his son.

Facing the questions of his comrades-in-arms, Qiao Nan was dripping in cold sweat. That is Wen Jing's affectionate name for him, mostly when the two of them are alone, Wen Jing will call him that. But since they have children, the two of them only have a little independent space when they sleep, how much does the little commander hear about their secrets?

The little commander twisted his body and said with a smile: "Wenwen! Wenwen!"

It's over, let him talk about it again, I don't know how many things can be shaken out. Qiao Nan picked up his son and took him outside to teach him a lesson: "You didn't call me electrician! You can only call me Dad! Also, Wenwen is not called by you! You can only call Mom!"

The little commander was still naughty, Qiao Nan reprimanded with a tiger face: "Make such a joke again, beware of me spanking you!"

Maybe Qiao Nan became serious, it was really scary. The commander no longer had a hippie smile, but he was very unhappy, and his round cheeks were bulging, and he didn't want to talk to his father anymore.

Qiao Nan thought that he was childlike and would be fine for a while, but he was always sullen and didn't call him "Dad" anymore. Qiao Nan did him ideological work for a long time, but there was no change, and finally he said seriously: "You little comrade, why can't you withstand criticism so much? If you make a mistake, you are not allowed to say ?......."

Wen Jing couldn't cry or laugh, and said, "Chief Qiao, he is your son, not your soldier, can you communicate with him in a different way?"

Qiao Nan has been with his son for too short a time, and he is not good at reasoning with a two-year-old doll, he scratched his scalp and said: "I don't know how to say it, anyway, we will be separated tomorrow, and you won't see your son for a year." ”

Wen Jing's face turned pale, but the little commander still smiled innocently and repeated to him: "I can't see you Laozi!"

Qiao Nan pinched his little face and said with a smile: "You, why are you so strong in imitation!"

Fortunately, Qiao Nan stopped swearing or scolding, otherwise his son would definitely imitate it again. He thought, in the future, it is better to be careful in front of this villain, lest he learn bad things and end up angry with himself half to death.

The little commander is smart and smart, but he is definitely not a worry-free child. He spent a day and a half with his father, smashed a hole in an uncle's mobile phone screen, and when he ate with his father, he had to hold the plate by himself, but he didn't hold it steadily, and he made a mess.

Every time he gets into trouble, he is also quite scared, his eyes blink, for fear that his father will discipline him with a straight face. Can Qiao Nan not get angry? But every time he gasped, and then took his son to clean up the battlefield. Whether it's apologizing to a colleague or sweeping the floor, he does it with his son.

After cleaning the ground, Qiao Nan said to his son: "People make mistakes, but you have to learn to change your mistakes and don't make them again in the future." You see, you dropped Uncle Zhao's mobile phone today and spilled the rice again, all because your strength is not enough, and you will have to do what you can in the future, understand?"

The little commander squirmed, and finally licked his face and smiled, it was obvious that he was still unhappy. Qiao Nan also wondered, he was so kind and reasonable, and his son was still like this. Don't...... Is it really that I look too scary? Even if I don't get angry, I'm as scary as I am angry?!

Wen Jing persuaded: "Usually when I talk about him, he is not happy. How many of them are willing to be criticized, children?"

In the evening, the family of three went out to eat together, Wen Jing chose Haidilao without hesitation, Qiao Nan knew her thoughts. The first time they ate together, they ate hot pot. At that time, Wen Jing was still a famous lady, she had just arrived in Beijing, and when she received his message, she flew over to have a meal with him. Those scenes are still vivid, but the two of them have become old husbands and wives.

The young girl had already become a sophisticated hot mom, and she skillfully selected ingredients that her son could eat and put them in the small bowl in front of him. The two-year-old little commander has learned to use chopsticks, and although he is still a little clumsy, he can eat well by himself. You don't have to chase after him, and you don't have to put a mobile phone in front of him to play cartoons, you eat very deliciously and well-behaved.

Qiao Nan originally thought that his son had already caused a lot of trouble, and if he took him out to eat, maybe it would be another disaster. But his son's performance was much beyond his expectations, presumably his mother usually taught him well!

The wife is patronizing and taking care of the children, and basically there is not much to eat. Qiao Nan told her several times, and she smiled gently: "Don't worry about me, you won't be able to eat soon, eat more." ”

She loves to make good food, but eats very little. Usually he was in the army, and he was worried that she would hide something from her, so he often called the nanny and asked if there was anything wrong at home. The nanny said the same thing almost every time: "The family is very good, but your wife eats too little! I drink a bowl of soup and eat a few vegetable leaves every night, I'm afraid she will be hungry!"

Qiao Nan always told his wife that he was not a professional model now, so he didn't have to be so himself, he should eat or eat normally. Wen Jing said with a smile: "I have kept it for many years, I eat normally during the day, and I don't feel hungry at night." You can eat yours, if I am hungry, I will definitely eat, and I will not be polite to you. ”

When the little commander was full, he couldn't sit still and had to run around. Qiao Nan asked his wife to eat more, and he took the children for a stroll. But the commander was not very happy, he looked at his mother with a blank eye, and even began to hum and chirp. Wen Jing couldn't help it, so she said to her husband: "You better eat quickly, let's go out for a walk after eating." ”

In more than ten hours, he will be separated from his wife and children. Qiao Nan didn't want to be separated from his son, so he hugged him everywhere he went. So before going to bed, the little commander didn't mess with his father anymore. That night, he was the only one in the family of three who fell asleep, his parents hugged each other and couldn't sleep, and only tears wet the pillow again and again.

Early the next morning, Qiao Nan was going to take a train to another city to catch a plane. The time to say goodbye was too short, Wen Jing had to have red eyes, and told him to pay attention to his body over and over again: "Just like now, you must smoke less and try not to smoke; if you have the conditions, you can eat a handful of raw peanuts in the morning, then your stomach will feel a lot better; if you have back pain and leg pain, don't bear it, go to the hospital in time......"

"Well, I've been living on my own for so many years, I'll take care of myself. Qiao Nan kissed his wife's cheek, and her eyes were red: "You and the child take care." ”

Wen Jing always felt that there was one more thing to tell him, but when his mind was messed up, he couldn't remember it. The little commander didn't understand what this parting meant, but there was a cry around him, which made him very dazed.

The train was about to leave, Qiao Nan kissed his son, held back his tears, and said, "Dad is gone, you have to be obedient, listen to your mother, don't get sick, grow up well." ”

Qiao Nan put down his son in pain, but the little commander had already noticed something, he struggled and refused to land, and he didn't let his mother hug him, so he cried all of a sudden. Qiao Nan was helpless, so he had to pick him up again to comfort him. The little commander just grinned and cried, and couldn't listen to anything, until his father shouted, "Qiao Bowen, don't cry"!

Dad had a black face and red eyes, which was really scary. The little commander's tears were not dry, and he was still sobbing one after another.

"Qiao Bowen, don't cry!" Qiao Nan repeated again, time was running out, he hurriedly said: "Dad is gone, you are the only man in the family! You can't cry, you have to protect your mother, do you hear?!"

The train was about to close, the little commander was still sobbing, and Qiao Nan said loudly: "Don't you love to learn from me to speak?" repeat, I am a man, I don't cry, I want to protect my mother." ”

Wen Jing snatched her son from his hand and said bitterly: "Get in the car quickly, if you leave, he will forget about his sadness." ”

Qiao Nan hugged them for the last time, and then got into the car without looking back, and the moment the car door closed, he heard a little milk voice with a crying voice: "I don't cry, I ...... Protect mom. ”

The car door closed, and Qiao Nan's tears also fell. The son didn't leave just that, he ran after the train, crying "Dad", every time he shouted, it was like a knife carved into Qiao Nan's heart. He wanted to see it, but he couldn't bear to look at it.

How many times do you have to go through such a parting?

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There was a chapter titled "The Girl Who Chased the Train", and now it's the mother and son who chase the train, but their parting continues.