"When our children are born in the future, I will also let them learn fighting."

Song Qingdai's mouth twitched: "Of course I have to learn, but isn't it too early for you to talk about this now?"

"Not early, time passes quickly, it will be over in the blink of an eye."

He gently stroked Song Qingdai's belly. Even though the baby hadn't been born yet, she could see a loving look on his face.

It was as if he had already put himself in the role of father and was adapting to it.

Song Qingdai didn't know that Gao Han had been seeking advice from them during this period, such as how to be a father.

How to take care of a pregnant woman.

All that’s missing is a parenting handbook.

Zhuang Mingxiu's man is named Zhou Changlin, who is a regimental-level cadre and party secretary of the provincial military region.

Although his position was not small, in Zhuang Mingxiu's eyes, Zhou Changlin was still a man of nothing.

The military district in the provincial capital has both a political commissar and a party committee secretary. The secretary has no actual power of action, but the situation is different for the first political commissar.

Have corresponding command authority.

Therefore, Political Commissar Zhou's status in the provincial military region is not low. It's just that Zhuang Mingxiu doesn't treat him as a human being and often belittles Zhou Changlin in front of his two daughters.

This made the two children look down on their father.

The first thing Zhou Changlin did when he came back was to find Ren Jianjun. The two talked about work matters, and Ren Jianjun told Zhou Changlin everything that had happened recently.

He sighed and said, "Zhuang Mingxiu's political thinking has serious problems. Political Commissar Zhou, if you have time, you should educate him more."

It would be fine if Zhuang Mingxiu usually tried to please him in every way possible, as he and Zhou Changlin had a good relationship and they would tolerate it as much as possible and did not want to ruin their marital relationship.

The relationship between the two was already bad, and if I said anything, it would only get worse.

Zhou Changlin also remained silent after hearing this.

"I know. I understand."

Zhou Changlin smiled bitterly: "She has always looked down on me."

"Okay, okay, don't think too much about it. You've been married for so many years, just be patient for a while. Go back and talk to her properly. Maybe she'll come to her senses someday."

"Okay, I'll go back then. I'm really sorry for the trouble I've caused you during this period, Brother Jianjun."

Zhou Changlin also felt helpless.

When he came back this time, although he knew that Zhuang Mingxiu didn't like him, he still brought a gift for Zhuang Mingxiu.

Whenever he came back from a trip abroad, he would receive gifts.

Even though Zhuang Mingxiu always threw away the gifts he gave her.

Over the past few decades, Zhou Changlin has not changed and is still as cowardly as ever.

Even with such a husband, Zhuang Mingxiu is still not satisfied.

"I heard that Yaqin and Nana had a fight."

After Zhou Changlin returned home, the kitchen was still empty.

After more than 20 years of marriage, Zhou Changlin has never had a hot meal with Zhuang Mingxiu.

He always does things by himself.

Zhuang Mingxiu sat on the retro sofa, elegantly holding a cup of black tea in his hand.

Without even looking at Zhou Changlin, he said, "Ren Jianjun told you."

"If you're here to preach, forget it."

"My daughter, it's not your turn to point fingers at me."

Zhou Changlin paused in taking off his coat and didn't respond.

She just took the gift box beside her and said, "This is a silk shawl I asked someone to buy for you. You like to wear cheongsams, and this shawl suits you very well."

He stared at Zhuang Mingxiu, probably hoping that Zhuang Mingxiu would open it and take a look.

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