"Wife, wife, wife......" Yan Qicheng finished grabbing the food of the little steamed bun, and when he looked up, he found that the little wife was not too lazy to pay attention to him, but that the people had already fallen asleep. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info The little woman is tired enough today, so don't bother her.

Yan Qicheng forced himself to climb down from his little wife, and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower for more than ten minutes, before coming back and climbing into bed and hugging his daughter-in-law to sleep. The warm and soft feeling in his arms made Colonel Yan feel the urge to cry excitedly.

After a year, he finally lived the days of sleeping with her in his arms. In the middle of the night, Lin Xiaoshu's biological clock arrived and she got up in a daze. "Wife, what are you doing?" As soon as she moved, he would notice that he remembered that her daughter-in-law was not in the habit of getting up at night.

"It's time for Xiao Mantou to get up in the middle of the night to pee and drink water." Lin Xiaoshu has a good grasp of the biological clock of the little steamed bun, eating, drinking, pulling, and sleeping regularly.

"I'll go, you sleep," Yan Qicheng pulled his daughter-in-law back to the bed and lay down. "Then you should be careful, just give him three or four sips of warm boiled water." Lin Xiaoshu admonished, turned over, and continued to meet Zhou Gong.

"Don't worry," there was no answer from the bed. Yan Qicheng turned on the small lamp in the room, picked up the small steamed bun that was swinging around on the small bed, and rushed into the bathroom. It turned out that his son was going to the toilet to put his head on the head, and he didn't understand it during the day.

When he went to the toilet, drank water, and put it back on the bed, Xiao Mantou's eyes were closed the whole time. It can be seen that he himself has long been accustomed to this process and mode. It's just that when Yan Qicheng was covering him with a quilt, he actually took his father's hand and sniffed it, and his eyes opened.

Seeing that it was his father, he didn't cry, and said two words, "Mom? "Mom is sleeping next to you," Yan Qicheng's voice was put to the limit of softness, and his son turned his head sideways to look at the face of the little wife on the big bed next to him.

Seeing that his mother was next to him, the little steamed bun was relieved, closed his eyes, bent the corners of his mouth, and fell asleep. Yan Qicheng also curled the corners of his mouth, returned to the bed, pressed against the little woman's face, and fell asleep. The little wife is a warm harbor for him and his son, and with her, they are at ease.

Maybe it's because when you go home, you feel relaxed. When she was in the village, Lin Xiaoshu woke up at six o'clock every day, no matter what season it was. On the first day after returning home, Lin Xiaoshu slept directly until the day. On the third pole, I opened my misty eyes.

Lin Xiaoshu rolled on the big bed a few times, but she didn't touch anyone, and when she listened carefully, there was a noise in the bathroom. "Husband, where's the little steamed bun?"

"Wife, are you awake?" Yan Qicheng heard the sound and came out with two basins of washed clothes. A pot of small steamed buns, a pot of the two of them. "The little steamed bun was taken out by his grandfather early to play, he washed, ate, drank, and went to the toilet, so you should be the shopkeeper."

"Huh? No way? Am I sleeping so deeply? I didn't feel it at all. Lin Xiaoshu got out of bed with her head in her hands, deeply aware of her dereliction of duty as a mother.

Yan Qicheng deliberately misinterpreted, "Your drowsiness is already big, I sucked last night, and you haven't slept well." ”

"Yan Qicheng!" "Eh, wife, I'm drying clothes." Lin Xiaoshu rushed into the bathroom to freshen up, and it took a long time for a sentence to come, "Why are you getting more and more flamboyant, this is not good!" ”

"Increase the relationship between husband and wife. It's fun, what's bad. Yan Qicheng finished drying his clothes and pushed the breakfast cart outside. Wife, come and eat something to cushion your stomach, there is still a little time before lunch, don't be hungry. ”

Lin Xiaoshu came out and saw that the man was peeling eggs for her, "I don't want to eat egg yolks." "Then you eat the egg white, and I'll eat the egg yolk." "Egg whites don't taste." "Sugar for you." "Don't like sweets." "Then I'll give you some spicy sauce."

Miss Lin held the man's face, "Say, are you going to spoil me?" Yan Qicheng kissed his little wife lightly on the forehead, "I want to spoil you, but unfortunately I don't have enough time, and in the vast majority of times, I can only leave you alone to work hard." ”

"You're going back to the army?" Lin Xiaoshu refused in her heart. The man seemed to look into the little wife's heart and patted her little head to show relief, "No, there is still some time." What about you, when will you go back to work as scheduled by the school? ”

"I went back to pick up the new grade, and for the time being, I was accompanied by a substitute teacher arranged by the school, and the leader asked me to take a good time and go back after the National Day." Lin Xiaoshu stuffed a large piece of white cake into her mouth, worrying that she would gain weight after being at home for more than half a month.

She didn't notice that a mysterious smile flashed in the man's eyes when he heard her answer. After eating a non-breakfast or non-Chinese meal, the man pestered the little woman to do a certain exercise. It didn't work out last night, and he's been remembering it.

"Mommy, Mommy, Daddy, Daddy," the little steamed bun shouted outside the door. Miss Lin smug watched as the man helplessly lifted his pants and rushed into the bathroom. She straightened her clothes and went to open the door.

"Little steamed buns, come, mom hug." Lin Xiaoshu took it from Aunt Wu'er's hand, playing with her son who was flushed. With Aunt Wu, add a building together. "I'm tired of Aunt Wu this morning, it's hard to bring a little steamed bun." She knew how energetic her son was.

"I'm not tired, most of the time it's Xiao Chen, the old man, and the old lady hugging me, and I don't have much time to grab it." There are more little steamed buns at home, and since Xiao Wang's accident, a smile appeared on Aunt Wu's face for the first time, and her spirit seemed to be all at once.

"Hahaha," the old man sat on the sofa and laughed a few times before he said, "Xiaoshu, our little steamed buns are amazing, the great-grandsons of the old Zhang family and the old Lin family, one is eight months old, the other is eleven months old, and they can't finish calling the elders in the family, and they can't say other words." ”

"Grandpa, let's keep a low profile, the little steamed buns are not remarkable, and it is normal for children's language skills to be early and late." Lin Xiaoshu's brain made up the posture of the old man showing off to others.

The old man's beard was curled, and he looked like he didn't accept the refutation, "Hmph, our little steamed buns are amazing, a few children drink water and milk powder together outside, and the little steamed buns drink more than them." Even the urine soaked on our little steamed buns is bigger than those two. ”

"Poof," Red didn't control. Several other people couldn't help laughing, Lin Xiaoshu held his forehead, this can also be compared, and it is also absolute. Seeing that everyone was happy, the little steamed bun also grinned and followed suit.

"Xiaoshu, you just let him go. He was also suppressed by the old men in the compound, among the babies of the same generation, our little steamed bun is the smallest, and he has been red for a long time.

He can't compare the little steamed bun with how old others are, so he can only compare it with Lao Zhang and Lao Lin. The old lady teased her great-grandson's little hand, and she was satisfied, but she would not go to the old man to pull hatred. I know how powerful my great-grandson is.

The old man was exposed in person, he couldn't hold his face, and put down the cup to refute. "I don't believe you don't have pride in your heart, I'm just expressing it. Hmph, in a few years, our little steamed buns will definitely be better than all their children. ”

"Grandpa, I remember when I was a child, you didn't show me off to others like this, did you?" Yan Qicheng came down from upstairs, sat next to his little wife, hugged his son, and nodded the little guy's nose. "Son, as soon as you come back, you will break your great-grandfather's low-key style."

The little steamed bun thought that his father was praising himself, and 'giggled' and smeared Yan Qicheng's saliva, and struggled to apply his mother's saliva.

"Although the little steamed bun is carved out of the same mold as you, it is better than you, and you haven't spoken for four months, so what is there to show off." Now that the old man has a great-grandson, he has spared no effort to belittle his grandson. Obviously, the big pride has been replaced by the little pride, although the little pride is still just a milk baby.

"Grandpa, the little steamed bun obviously looks like Xiaoshu, how can it be carved out of the same mold as me." Yan Qicheng has accepted the fact that he has no status in the family, but he does not accept that his son is not like a little wife. How cute and beautiful his little wife is, he needs to think about it more.

Everyone understands the fact that Colonel Yan is obsessed with his wife, but they can't let him fall into misunderstanding. Aunt Wu received the old lady's eye signal, went to the drawer and took out the photo album, turned out the photo recording Yan Qicheng when he was half a year old, and put it in front of him.

Lin Xiaoshu picked up the photo on the table and compared it with the face of the little steamed bun left and right, up and down, "Qicheng, look at the baby in this yellowed photo, isn't it our little steamed bun?" ”

"I don't look at it, the little steamed bun is like you." Yan Qicheng stubbornly teased his son, but he didn't look at the photos. He was worried that when he saw the photo, he couldn't help but ask his little wife to have a second child.

The little steamed bun is still so small, so let the little woman give him another birth like hers. Not only will he be distressed, but he will also be beaten by his grandfather, and his goal will not be achieved.

You can't wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep. How did a man get so naïve to this point? Lin Xiaoshu stroked her forehead and thought, and the others looked at the ceiling.

After lunch, Lin Xiaoshu escorted the man back to the hospital for examination and apologized to the attending doctor. He secretly escaped yesterday, and he had to be called everywhere to find someone.

"You have been seriously injured this time, and your body has left sequelae. In the future, whenever the weather changes, there will be pain in many places on your body. It is advisable not to participate in high-intensity training and tasks in the future.

Your injuries have healed, but given the damage to your internal organs, you will need at least a month of quiet recuperation. Don't stare at me, it's useless, I'll state the facts.

Because of your sneaking away yesterday, I have sent your current physical condition report directly to your leader. Young people, take good care of their health first, and only then may they have the opportunity to serve the motherland in the future. ”

The old military doctor had a serious face, and after he finished speaking for a long time, his face turned soft, and he said to Lin Xiaoshu, "He may not listen to me, or his superior." You are his wife, and he will definitely listen to you.

In order to see that it is not easy for the army to train an excellent soldier, please help us supervise him to take good care of his body. ”

Military doctors know that the servicemen of the front-line troops are the most disobedient. These people, as long as the training and tasks come, do not consider their physical conditions at all, and just rush forward. As a result, many military personnel, as a result, have more serious consequences for themselves and others.

"Thank you, I'll be optimistic about him." Lin Xiaoshu sincerely thanked and took a large bag of medicine prescribed by the doctor. This time, it can't be left to his temperament, otherwise if there is any more accident, the man's front-line soldier's career may be ruined. Men will regret this for the rest of their lives.

"Who did you send the report to?" Yan Qicheng pulled Lin Xiaoshu up, he was going to recover it or say something for that report. He doesn't want his future training and tasks to be restricted because of this. There are so many people in the special brigade, and a few of them don't have any sequelae of injuries.

"I won't tell you!" "You ......" The old doctor didn't say anything, Yan Qicheng was angry, pulled Lin Xiaoshu out of the door, and then he went to the team and the headquarters to inquire about the leaders one by one.

"Qicheng, you ......" Lin Xiaoshu was stunned before he finished speaking, and Yan Qicheng was also stunned. The door opened, and they bumped into the downwind ear as they were about to enter.

This book is derived from reading books