But Song Jingfeng, like a young boy, was afraid that his wife would be kidnapped. Why was he so happy?

Deputy Captain, that's all the determination you have.

Lu Li said in a gloomy voice, "Sister-in-law, you think too highly of my brother. If it were him, he wouldn't be much better than Brother Song. He's also a bit of a show-off."

After all, they are both alike, both complete wife slaves.

Song Jingtian thought of something and laughed for no reason, "My brother is like a trapped beast, making my parents very happy, but there will be a day when he will be so anxious that he can't find his tail.

However, my parents have asked him about it. After all, it is a confidential unit, and the scope is a bit wide, so it is not easy to intervene. How can my sister-in-law be so capable? She went to build airplanes and cannons.

To strengthen our national defense and give those foreign devils a little shock, we need talents like you to develop weapons for us so that we can better go to the battlefield and defeat the enemies when they are down.

I'm already looking forward to it, okay? Xiaoyan, your diplomat is also very cool. "

At the beginning, everyone thought that Jiang Yan would study medicine. After all, his medical skills were so superb. If he didn't study medicine, wouldn't it be a waste of such a good talent?

As a result, she studied diplomacy, which surprised everyone, but they all respected her choice.

We only live once, so we have to live according to our own wishes. There are people who support the medical field.

Jiang Yan is shining on the international stage and defending the country's sovereignty. She is not good at studying, which makes her parents feel very sorry.

Otherwise, she would have been forced to take the college entrance examination. She would get a headache when she thought about studying and would feel sleepy as soon as she started reading. Fortunately, her husband was promising and got admitted to college, a key university at that, which made her the center of attention in the staff housing estate.

The female soldiers in the army all asked her for advice on how to marry an outstanding man like Lu Li.

Not only does he take care of the family, he also knows how to take care of the children. More importantly, he loves his wife. Song Jingtian has the final say at home.

He is like a weak little husband, obeying Song Jingtian's orders. Which man can do this?

As for them, those who are too concerned about their reputation, stop dreaming. If they can be half as good as Lu Li, they will be considered to have married a good man.

In the past, they hated men who lived off their wives, but now, they can’t wait to let the well-behaved and obedient little boys live off their wives.

To this end, everyone works very hard, has money and power, and has a say at home. They don't want to be a housewife for men, it's too tiring.

Who doesn’t want to go home after get off work, have a hot meal, and do nothing else? The man can even bring you water to wash your feet. Just think about it, and they are all so happy.

But not everyone has this blessing.

Jiang Yan said modestly: "We have the same goal, which is for the country, and it is thanks to you who are leading the way!"

Song Jingtian smiled, "No way! What we do is something that many people can do. Your pen is not something that everyone can hold. Sister-in-law, this Chinese toon fried egg is good. It would be even better if there was a dish of spicy cabbage."

Miao Xiuying took a small bowl from the side and took some out of the jar.

"Want to eat? There's plenty of it. It's always pickled, just in case you don't have a good appetite."

Song Jingtian found it sour, crispy and refreshing. Qin Huan could also make it, but it was not as authentic as Miao Xiuying’s.

She praised: "Mom, it's so delicious, I want to eat a few more bowls."

Guan Guan pointed at the fern and said, "Mom, can the long ones be eaten? Guan Guan wants to eat some. Can you feed them?"

The fern should be dipped in chili peppers, but Guan Guan can’t handle spicy food.

Song Jingtian was afraid that he would have diarrhea, so she gently dipped a little bit for him. He put the can in his mouth, and his little eyebrows were almost wrinkled together.

Thinking of what Lu Li said about not wasting food, he swallowed it down forcefully, as if he were taking medicine.

Lu Li took the warm water from the side, drank two sips, and said pitifully: "Mom, it's not delicious, it's too spicy, eat less, or you'll have diarrhea."

Seeing that he cares about everything, Song Jingtian feels warm inside. The baby is so cute that she even has the urge to have a second child.

Lu Li had a sterilization, otherwise she could have given birth to two more good kids like him. Is she afraid of having children?

No, she was afraid of giving birth to a naughty child who she couldn't control and made a lot of noise at home. She wanted to shoot him.

Song Jingtian touched Guan Guan's head and said, "Mom likes spicy food, Guan Guan can eat this."

She picked up some stir-fried purslane for Guan Guan, who took a bite and found it quite refreshing.

Sitting obediently in Song Jingtian's arms, she said in a soft voice, "Mom, it's delicious. I want more cans."

Song Jingtian continued to feed him. Rice balls, rice cakes and rice grains had already washed their hands and sat on the small stools that belonged to them.

Jiang Yan put bibs on them to prevent them from getting their clothes dirty with their food.

As for children, if you are not careful, it is inevitable that they will get dirty. It is winter and I am too lazy to wash them, so I might as well make them wear bibs, which will save me a lot of trouble.

Miao Xiuying was also very satisfied with the meal, as it tasted like the flavor of her hometown.

Lu Jianguo sighed, "Before I had no money, I ate wild vegetables. Now that I have money, I still eat wild vegetables."

Miao Xiuying said calmly: "Why! You don't want to eat?"

Lu Jianguo's radar moved, and he said with a look: "No, only because you are diligent can we eat it. If you are lazy, you can't even have this bite.

By the way, are you going to open your stall? If I go to do business with you, there is nothing to play chess with. "

After losing twenty or thirty games in a row, he finally gave up his addiction. His luck was so bad. Fortunately, he didn't gamble, otherwise he would have lost all his pants.

Those old men are still laughing at him. Alas, he also despises himself.

Song Jingtian heard this and asked her, "Mom, do you want to do business? Is Beijing open yet? I think the islands are not so strictly controlled anymore. There are several sisters-in-law in our courtyard who have gone out to become traders, and the organization has not criticized them."

They have made a lot of money and have also brought other sisters-in-law to do the business. I think that's great. It can improve everyone's living standards and increase entrepreneurial enthusiasm. The rapid development of the country's economy still depends on the ordinary people. The number of rich people is too small to handle the problem.

If I didn't have a proper job, I would have wanted to set up a stall. Seeing them earn dozens of yuan a day, I was always envious. I only make a hundred yuan a month, and I have to work very hard. "

Lu Li coughed and said, "Sister, I'm here. I'll make money to support you! You should go on fewer missions. Taking care of yourself is more important than anything else.

You are not alone now, you have a family and a baby. Even if you don't want to think about yourself, you have to think about us. If something happens to you, what will happen to me and the baby, right?"

Song Jingtian gave him a glare and said, "I know. I'll read it when I get back. My ears are almost callused."

Guan Guan also echoed: "Mom, don't get hurt. Guan Guan will feel bad too. Guan Guan is a little man now. He will protect you together with Dad."

This kid, like his father, is also good at speaking and can provide emotional value. Who knows who will benefit from this in the future.

She is good-looking, sweet-spoken, and good at reading people's expressions.