A few days later, the sky was suddenly cloudy, and the waves were more turbulent than before, Song Qianqian felt that the wind was very strong, and soon thought of a typhoon.

So, she went to the doorman to call Ji Mufeng, returned home after talking briefly, put all the things into the space, and took her son to read and write in the space, she couldn't care about everything outside.

"Mom, it's going to be okay outside." Xiaohua rolled out to comfort Song Qianqian.

"Well, there are typhoons on the beach every year, and your dad will be fine with them." Song Qianqian said with a smile.

Ji Mufeng took his comrades-in-arms to drive poultry, and when all the poultry entered the shed, his comrades-in-arms quickly returned to the army.

Ji Mufeng rushed home and didn't see anyone, so he called Song Qianqian twice, and suddenly appeared, pulling him into the space to avoid the typhoon.

At this time, the typhoon has begun to wreak havoc, everyone's belongings have been recovered, and the island is full of brick houses, so the extent of damage is limited, some people's roofs are broken, and some people's vegetable fields are destroyed.

Anyway, there should be no big problem for everyone, because everyone is prepared, so no one stays outside, and the vegetable patch is replanted later.

"Daughter-in-law, when the typhoon is over, I will go out to relieve the disaster." Ji Mufeng helped cook and eat together.

"Okay, no problem." Song Qianqian made a big table of delicacies.

"Dad, you must pay attention to safety, we will wait for you at home." Little Hanamaki is getting more and more sensible.

"Son, your mother has a big belly, so she usually has to go out less, take a walk around, and try not to go to the beach." Ji Mufeng explained carefully.

Xiaohanamaki nodded after listening, he is a smart child, his father is usually very busy with work, he will protect his mother.

The sky outside was dark, the storm couldn't open its eyes, everyone was hiding in their homes, and some people didn't come back from the factory.

In the troops, the soldiers are resting in the dormitories, and when they are busy after the typhoon, they must seize the time to catch up on sleep.

The fowls were all shivering and huddled together to keep warm, a few sheep bleated in the pen, and the pigs were sleeping on the ground.

The wind and waves on the beach never stopped, all the machines in the factory stopped, everyone sat in the workshop and waited, Zhou Jingyu was in a daze in the office, and he wanted to escape from here for the first time.

"Director, it's time to eat." The assistant brought him rice and vegetables.

"Okay, you can go eat too." After Zhou Jingyu finished speaking, he thought of Song Qianqian.

The last time I saw her, the woman was on the beach with a big belly, she was very happy with her son, she was never greedy for seafood, even if she was pregnant, she was very beautiful, her figure was not a little out of shape, and she was a little girl in the back.

If he can go back a few decades, he will definitely take people away, and he will not dislike them if they are married, and they will live happily.

It's a pity that the current era can't do this, and he also has a family that can't be discarded.

Ji Mufeng was eating a big meal in the space, after eating, he packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went to take a bath, hugged his daughter-in-law and closed his eyes to make up for sleep, and Xiaohuajuan went back to sleep after reading the book.

At noon the next day, the sky finally returned to normal, and the soldiers all went out to rescue the disaster, and Ji Mufeng went directly to the farm.

There was nothing wrong with the poultry, the workers had already started cleaning, Ji Mufeng then went to the beach, and the fishermen were not injured, they were actually very experienced.

In the family courtyard, there were holes in the roofs of several houses, and the soldiers climbed to repair them, and there were no casualties.

In the factory, everyone went home to rest one after another, and there were some problems with the power supply, and they could not go to work until the power was restored.

On the island, all the vegetable fields have been damaged, and coarse grains and vegetables have been lost, so it is necessary to replant them as soon as possible.

Typhoons, torrential rains, hailstorms, tsunamis, earthquakes, droughts, floods, blizzards, volcanic eruptions, tornadoes, mudslides, sandstorms, etc., are all natural disasters.

Ji Mufeng took his comrades-in-arms to rescue the disaster, Song Qianqian was translating books at home, and Xiaohuajuan was squatting and doing push-ups, her little face was sweaty but very serious.

Song Qianqian also made clothes for the father and son, the island is hot and short-sleeved, and the pants are all made of beach pants, which will be particularly comfortable to wear at home after taking a bath.

"Mom, I want to drink chilled watermelon juice." The small flower roll is not hot.

"Yes, but it will take you to take a shower first." After Song Qianqian finished speaking, she took him into the space to cool off.

A few days later, the power on the island was restored, everyone was busy growing vegetables, the fishermen rushed to the sea every day, they dried a lot of dried fish, and the military wives would also go to buy it.

Ji Mufeng often goes to buy grouper, Song Qianqian is fully nutritious after pregnancy, eats fruits every day to raise white and tender, and there are many coconut trees on the island, and when the coconut is ripe, it will be avoided, in case it hits the head, it will be directly opened.

So, when the coconuts were ripe, the warriors would climb trees to pick them, and because of the large number, they would divide them, and almost every family could get them.

"Daughter-in-law, grandpa and grandpa have sent packages." Ji Mufeng and Zhou Jinghao were both carrying a large package.

"Oh, then you call them tomorrow." Song Qianqian got the rent of the house before, and Uncle Li also had to send some things over.

A few days later, Ji Mufeng sent three packages, all of which were dried seafood and fishermen bought.

In the days that followed, Ji Mufeng often went to sea, Song Qianqian taught her son at home, she didn't go anywhere when she was pregnant, she just walked in the family yard, and sometimes chatted with the neighbors.

Song Qianqian read a lot of books, about the fishing net skills of fishing, as well as the migration rules of fish, recorded them and handed them to Ji Mufeng, and the man handed them over to the head of the regiment after reading them.

"If it can be adopted this time, I will apply for a large fishing boat, and you can also be promoted to the head of the regiment." Of course, the head of the regiment was also promoted, and the two of them had a tacit understanding.

"Okay, I want to help the fishermen and make them live a good life." Ji Mufeng wants to improve their lives.

The head of the regiment looked at him differently, the life on the island was poor, many fishermen went to work, and there were not many who persevered.

After that, Song Qianqian didn't plan to care anymore, and a few days before the due date, she was going to the hospital to give birth.

Ji Mufeng also meant this, he had guards to help guard him, and he would rush there after he started, there was no way he really couldn't leave.

Fortunately, he has a son to help him watch, the little guy is not very smart, so Ji Mufeng is not too anxious.

The day soon came to the due date, Song Qianqian took her son on the boat, and the guards carried the baggage in their hands, all of which were things for the child to use, and some were daily necessities.

Ji Mufeng really couldn't leave, he went to sea to inspect the desert island today, and now that he has been promoted to the head of the regiment, he has to do many things himself.

When he returned to the office of the army, he received a call that his daughter-in-law gave birth, and hurriedly ran to the dock to take a boat, and anxiously ran to the hospital delivery room.

"Captain, sister-in-law is still giving birth inside." The guard said with his baggage.

"Okay, I got it." Ji Mufeng stood at the door of the delivery room to calm down.

"Dad, Mommy will be fine." As soon as Xiaohanamai's words fell, he was held in the man's arms.