Only at this time, Jiang Ningning felt that it was good to have a boy at home.

There is work in the eyes, no need to pay wages.

A little praise makes me feel as happy as if I had won the lottery, and I am full of energy.

When the weather gets hot, many people choose to eat in the yard.

Feeling the warm spring breeze and gazing at the sea in the distance, life is so pleasant.

"Mom, look..."

After lunch, Xia Xia couldn't wait to show the tape recorder to Jiang Ningning: "The parts inside are rusted, Grandpa will replace them."

"Liar! Grandpa clearly said that my sister changed it."

Manman is very proud of his sister: "Grandpa said that my sister's hands are as steady as those of a master, and he wants to take her as his student."

This is a big deal!

Being a student of an old professor is something many people dream of.

"Baby, you are awesome. Mommy knows you have a talent for physics."

Hearing this, Xia Xia's big eyes smiled into crescent shapes.

Jiang Ningning suddenly felt that the piece of beef in the kitchen was not enough for cooking, so she ordered Huo Donglin to go out and buy another piece of meat.

"If my sister wants to go to school, does she need to be given a formal name as soon as possible?"

Manman was thinking of giving it a loud and powerful name, "It would be best if the bad guys would be so scared when they hear it that they kneel down and beg for mercy."

"Okay, I'll discuss this with your father in the next two days."

I should have chosen a name a long time ago, but so many things happened recently that I forgot about it for a while.

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In the afternoon, Huo Donglin brought back a goose, a big fat goose weighing 4.5 pounds. He ate half and kept the other half to stew the goose in an iron pot.

The corn cakes are placed around the edge of the pot. When the goose meat is cooked thoroughly, the cakes can no longer absorb the soup.

In addition to entertaining Mr. 뀗, the Yu family of three was also invited.

Seriously speaking, this was the first time that Jiang Ningning saw Sooyoung's love.

Yu Xian is a political instructor who came from the capital to the base to gain experience in art. He is very elegant. He and Soo-young have completely different personalities, one is passionate and the other is tepid.

Throughout the meal, 뀗Xiuying's praises never stopped.

"Ningning, your cooking skills are really good. No wonder Goudan doesn't like to go home and eat pig food every day."

Huo Donglin glanced at Jiang Ningning and curled the corners of his lips slightly.

His wife is not only good at cooking, she is great at everything!

Seeing that everyone had almost finished eating, Dong Yizhai coughed lightly and said, "Ningning, Donglin, I have something to discuss with you."

Everyone put down their chopsticks.

Everyone knew about this matter, and there was a smile in their eyes.

"Xia Xia, come here to grandpa." Wang Yizhai waved his hand.

The little boy held his head high and puffed out his chest, imitating his father's military steps and kicking his short legs forward, which was so cute that my heart was fluttering.

뀗Yizhai녤 wanted to be serious, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his face. He raised his hand and rubbed the little girl's head, then looked up at the couple and said, "If you don't mind, I would like to take Xia Xia as my student. I will teach her during normal time and it will not affect her normal schooling."

Jiang Ningning and Huo Donglin looked at each other.

Jiang Ningning said first: "We are grateful that you are willing to teach Xia Xia. We are just worried that you will be too tired to teach this child."

Her little face was sincere and her eyes were clearly filled with worry.

She was really worried that the old man's body would not be able to bear it. Compared with teaching Xia Xia, his hometown made a significant contribution to the country's scientific research.

Wang Yizhai felt relieved and said seriously, "Gou Dan is not that kind of person. I don't trust other people, and I don't want to bury all this knowledge in the world. Xia Xia is a sensible and smart child. I really want to teach her."

The old man no longer has any students, and it was them who reported him.

I decided not to teach again in this life, and all these principles were broken after I met Xia Xia.

"I am old now, and I have the energy but not the strength."

뀗Yizhai lowered his eyes, smiled at the still childish Xia Xia in front of him, and said earnestly: "Generation after generation has worked hard to pass on 놋, and look at the China of tomorrow, it will surely be a place where red flags are unfurled."

Jiang Ningning listened with awe and admired the old professor's broad mind and ambition.

night.

The children were asleep, and the couple were looking up the dictionary in the living room.

Since ancient times, naming has been a cautious and serious matter, expressing parents' best wishes for their children's life.

Jiang Ningning used to think naming was easy, but when she became a mother, she felt that this one was too ordinary and that one was not loud enough.

Those willow-shaped eyebrows were tangled into a ball.

And you can't count on Huo Donglin at all. The names he picked out are too characteristic of the times. Look at the good names this father came up with:

Full of Yuejin, Hongwei, Xuefeng...

Xia Xia Wheat Ear, Xue Qing, Wei Hong...

Good guy, just shout at the gate of the family compound and eight Yuejin and Weihong will respond at the same time.

"It's almost ten o'clock. You still have to go to work tomorrow. Clean up and go to bed first." Huo Donglin closed the dictionary. "I'll ask the old commander if he has any good names."

Jiang Ningning glanced at him and said coquettishly, "The school will start registration in two days, so we have to pick our names as soon as possible."

The soft voice sounded like honey under the dim light.

It was so sweet that Huo Donglin's Adam's apple tightened, his whole body stiffened, and a dark fire lit up in his pupils.

The bed was made in the afternoon.

The kids have fallen asleep too.

"I'm talking to you."

Seeing that the man didn't respond, Jiang Ningning raised her hand and hit him lightly.

The bright little face was slightly tilted up, and the tender lips were slightly parted, bright red and tempting to be picked.

The shadows on the wall were intertwining.

Feng Ji pressed his Adam's apple and rolled his voice, making it a little hoarse: "Okay."

"By the way, is the household registration here?"

The birth certificate is here with Jiang Ningning, not registered... Her eyelids jumped: "Could it be in the hands of your parents?"

Huo Donglin shook his head and leaned to the side naturally: "When you join the army, you will be registered as a soldier, and your household registration will be cancelled at the beginning. Don't worry, this matter is easy to handle."

By the time Jiang Ningning noticed it, she realized belatedly that the two of them were sitting so close.

The ends of his loose braids were entangled with his shoulders, and even the hem of his sleeves was pressed down by his military uniform.

A strong masculine scent hits me in the face.

Her heart beat faster for some reason. Seeing Huo Donglin's deep eyes reflecting her figure completely, her toes curled up in her slippers suddenly tensed up.

Crack!

The wick of the kerosene lamp suddenly burst, leaving a burn mark on the word "情" (love) on page 963 of the Xinhua Dictionary.

Jiang Ningning hurriedly tried to dust off the paper, and accidentally knocked over the ink with her elbow.

Huo Donglin's eyes darkened, but when he saw the mess on the table, he stood up and went to the kitchen to get a rag to clean up.

At this moment, there was an anxious knock on the door:

"Secretary Jiang, are you asleep?"

"I want to ask you for help..."