The children were too busy to watch the ballet, but Xiao Zheng's meeting was over, so he said he could spare some time to go with An Hua.

"It's three hours long. Are you interested? If not, it will be a pain. Let's not watch it."

"To be honest, I'm not interested, but it doesn't matter. As long as I'm with you, I won't feel bored doing anything." Comrade Xiao Tiezhu is becoming more and more adept at speaking sweet words.

An Hua gave him a soft look, which made Tie Zhuzi laugh foolishly.

Sitting in the military vehicle, Xiao Zheng asked: "Before entering, should I buy some colorful melon seeds?"

He still remembered how it worked the last time he watched a movie.

An Hua shook her head, "No, watching a ballet is different from watching a movie. You can't be too down-to-earth. You have to pretend, otherwise it will attract the attention of people around you."

Xiao Zheng suddenly realized, "Isn't this the vanity of the petty bourgeoisie? No wonder, just to watch a dance drama, he spent a long time dressing up before going out."

An Hua twisted in her seat, showing off her clothes, and then threw a coquettish look at Xiao Zheng, "Want to see? Are you vain enough?"

An Hua was wearing a black dress today that reached her calves, paired with red high heels, and a set of bright-colored pearl jewelry that looked fashionable and elegant.

How could Xiao Zheng say no? In his mind, he would watch her even if she was wearing a sack.

"You are the most beautiful!" the compliment was sonorous and powerful.

As soon as he finished speaking, the car tilted and the driver quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, sir, there was a stone on the road, so I avoided it."

After saying that, he glanced at Xiao Zheng nervously.

Could it be that the leader could see that he was making fun of him?

Xiao Zheng knew why the car was tilted, but he didn't pursue it, nor did he feel anything wrong.

He has now trained himself to be very thick-skinned.

What’s wrong with praising your wife?

After arriving at the scene and sitting down, An Hua introduced to Xiao Zheng: "The name of the dance drama we are watching is "Esmeralda". This is a person's name, the role of "Paris Sainte-Chapelle". Do you know "Paris Sainte-Chapelle"...?"

Before An Hua finished her words, a surprised voice came from the back row, "An Hua, is it really you?"

An Hua turned her head and took a closer look but didn't recognize him. Instead, Xiao Zheng beside her spoke in a meaningful voice, "Zhou Jinhua, the singer from the General Political Department?"

An Hua then remembered and said happily, "Zhou Jinhua, how come I meet you now? What a coincidence."

Zhou Jinhua leaned forward and said with a smile, "Yes, I saw you when I came in just now, but I thought, after so many years, how could you still be so thin? Maybe you just look alike? But after I sat down and heard your voice, I was sure."

An Hua smiled so hard that she couldn't close her mouth. "You flatter me too much. I'm already an old lady in my forties."

Zhou Jinhua: "You can't say that. Not to mention that someone in their forties doesn't make you an old lady, you don't look like someone in their forties either."

An Hua covered her mouth with her hands while laughing.

"It's almost time to start." Xiao Zheng pulled An Hua.

"Zhou Jinhua, let's talk after we're done." An Hua then turned around.

As soon as the stage curtain opened, Xiao Zheng turned his head with a look of surprise, and whispered to An Hua, "How come the actors don't even wear shorts? Their skirts are even sticking up!"

An Hua: "...I was wearing tights."

After Anhua's continuous explanation, Xiao Zheng reluctantly looked at the stage again, but he still found it eye-catching.

A light laugh came from behind him, and Xiao Zheng turned around.

Zhou Jinhua hurriedly sat up straight and explained, "Commander, I'm not making fun of you."

Xiao Zheng hummed with a gloomy face.

What a laugh.

Looks like a wild bee.

After three hours of sitting on pins and needles, An Hua invited Zhou Jinhua, "How about we find a place to have a cup of coffee?"

Zhou Jinhua nodded, "Of course."

"Ahem." Xiao Zheng coughed and said calmly, "We have to go back in the afternoon. I'm afraid we don't have time."

An Hua thought about it and felt that it was indeed a bit rushed, so she said to Zhou Jinhua: "You heard it too, I really don't mean it... How about this, let's leave contact information, and I'll make an appointment next time I come to Beijing?"

How could Zhou Jinhua not agree?

Xiao Zheng felt uncomfortable. What was the point of the appointment? Two people, a man and a woman alone...

Xiao Zheng objected in his heart but didn't dare to say it out loud.

"How about we drive directly to the provincial capital?" Xiao Zheng just wanted to take his wife back to his own territory as soon as possible.

An Hua shook her head. "Let's go back to the courtyard first. I haven't picked up the things I bought for Xiao Yu'er yet. Then we have to eat, or we'll be hungry after sitting in the car for several hours."

Xiao Zheng had no choice but to go back to the courtyard.

However, what they didn't expect was that they would discover something extraordinary when they went there.

The gate of the courtyard was half-open, perhaps a child had come home.

Didn’t you say you were all busy?

An Hua was wondering, and when she walked around the screen wall, she was immediately stunned.

Song Yi and Tuan Tuan...hugging each other?

Xiao Zheng had fantasized about having Song Yi as his son-in-law, but when he saw his daughter, whom he had raised, being hugged by a man, he instinctively yelled, "What are you doing!"

Hearing the sound, Song Yi suddenly pushed Tuan Tuan away, his face turning pale with fright.

Tuantuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Mom and Dad are back, this is the perfect time.