Chapter 255: Ma Qi’s Army Has No Flaws
"Boss... Boss..." Heizi let out a long breath and then called out tentatively.
Wow, this guy is definitely the boss. He is definitely the real boss.
"Yeah." Ma Qijun nodded heavily, accepting Heizi's greeting.
Heizi stared blankly, watching the boss walk into the yard with ease:
"Ye Xiaomei."
"I'm coming, I'm coming." In the room, Ye Xiaomei was busy packing the child's clothes, diapers, milk powder and other items.
Zhao Mei holds one Xiaoya and the other one in her arms. The two little ones eat so much that they have become much fatter than when they were just born. Now one weighs 14 kilograms and the other 16 kilograms.
When the family came out, Ye Xiaomei locked the door and a closed sign was hung at the door of the dumpling shop.
When Ye Xiaomei came back, her mother and Xiaoya had already got into the car with the child. Ye Xiaomei looked through the car window at the profile of the man in the driver's seat, and at Heizi standing in the yard with a look of fear and...
"Sister-in-law, I think he is the boss. Oh my god...how can there be two people in this world who look exactly the same?" Heizi lowered his voice for fear of being heard by the boss.
"I want to know, too. Otherwise, I wouldn't have decided to do such a risky thing." Ye Xiaomei glared at Heizi and said in a low voice:
"Come on, let my mom and the others ride in your car."
Heizi scratched his head vigorously a few times, gritted his teeth and said with a look of pain: "Let's go."
As they moved into the empty space in Heizi's car, Zhao Mei muttered:
"Qijun, you have to remember what your mother said just now. Now that you are married, you have to set a good example for your two children."
Ma Qijun just nodded, and Zhao Mei nodded and got into Heizi's car.
Ye Xiaoya asked curiously, "Why don't you take your brother-in-law's car? His car is spacious."
"Listen, your brother-in-law and your sister haven't seen each other for a long time, so give them some time to bond."
As soon as they got in the car, Ye Xiaomei sat in the passenger seat by herself, and the air became noticeably depressing.
Ye Xiaomei had a hundred things she didn't understand in her heart that made her feel suffocated, but compared to the oppressive feeling brought by Ma Qijun who didn't say a word, they seemed insignificant.
"Why didn't Chen Yan follow us?" Ye Xiaomei asked tentatively.
"She doesn't have time."
Ye Xiaomei subconsciously looked at Ma Qijun. He was skillfully controlling the vehicle with one hand on the steering wheel. His large, bony hands looked so familiar. Even the contours of his face and the stern curve of his mouth did not give any hint of suspicion.
This made Ye Xiaomei doubt her own judgment. She looked at Ma Qijun's other hand on his crotch and subconsciously moved the back of her hand closer.
Seeing that he was just about to hit it, he suddenly changed gears and successfully avoided it.
"Have a cigarette." Ye Xiaomei quickly took out a pack of cigarettes from her cloth bag.
She didn't know much about the brand of cigarettes, but she bought a pack of good ones for eight yuan.
These were all preparations she had made in advance. As she spoke, she took out a cigarette and stuffed it into Ma Qijun's mouth.
Ma Qijun suddenly glanced sideways at Ye Xiaomei, his eyes were calm and without any emotion:
"Don't you know I don't smoke?"
Ye Xiaomei let out a long breath. She knew he didn't smoke. "Oh, I forgot."
"You..." All the probing questions that Ye Xiaomei had prepared in advance were thrown into disarray at this moment:
"When did you and Chen Yan meet? Before we got married?"
"Um."
Ye Xiaomei calmed down and said, "Then why did you marry me?"
"I told you, I'm just mad at your cousin."
What Ma Qijun said was flawless. Ye Xiaomei's heart sank. Could it be that there were no other flaws?
"Then you could have married Chen Yan to piss off my cousin." If he was the real Ma Qijun, Ye Xiaomei simply didn't believe that he had never had any feelings for her.
Ma Qijun stared straight ahead, and his words remained calm and composed:
"I was disabled at the time and didn't want to bring trouble to her."
Ye Xiaomei's heart skipped a beat, as if a knife had cut through it. Everything seemed so real and flawless.
What to do? Ye Xiaomei began to lose confidence. Just because she would have a seizure if she touched him, Ye Xiaomei began to doubt herself.
The soul hidden in this body is already incredible. What if her illness is really cured suddenly? What if she suddenly becomes less sensitive to his body?
Well, this is reality.
"Then when did you come back from Myanmar? I remember you said you went to Myanmar half a month ago." Ye Xiaomei continued to test him without giving up.
"I didn't participate. I gave it to someone else."
Ye Xiaomei was speechless. Is there any other solution? Except divorce.
They were silent for most of the way. When Ye Xiaomei stopped talking, he also stopped talking. They were like a pair of strangers.
It was not until we got on the highway that we noticed a traffic jam ahead and heard that there had been a traffic accident, so the car stopped for a long time.
Ma Qijun then said as he waited, "According to the procedure, if you want a divorce, you need a certificate from the military, and even if you use a telegram, it will take at least two days."
Ye Xiaomei frowned and looked at Ma Qijun. He looked calm, as if he was sure that the certificate could be successfully issued:
"You...you don't have any other way to try to be faster?"
"No, because it needs to be verified before it can be issued."
Ye Xiaomei fell into deep thought. Could it be that he was the real Ma Qijun and she was facing the breakdown of her marriage, which was a real loss?
In an instant, Ye Xiaomei's previous self-confidence was completely shattered, and her hands shook unconsciously a few times, as if all the love between them in the past was just a dream.
Ma Qijun suddenly glanced at Ye Xiaomei. This was the first time he had looked at her during this trip:
"Actually, Tang Buci has a strange temper, but his character is still good."
"..." Ye Xiaomei's pupils shrank: "You'd better shut up."
Soon, the traffic police ahead had cleared the scene, an ambulance whizzed past, and vehicles began to pass.
"The divorce application telegram had already been sent to the troops before I arrived." Ma Qijun seemed to ignore Ye Xiaomei's emotions and continued to say what he wanted to say:
"We have only known each other for a short time, so you don't know me at all. Be more careful when judging people in the future."
For a moment, Ye Xiaomei's nose felt sore that she almost couldn't control it. She raised her chin to let the wind from the window blow on her face. She calmed down:
“You are right.”
Thinking back on how I used to jump around in his arms like a silly girl, it's really hard to bear the memory.
What Ye Xiaomei didn't expect was that as soon as she arrived at the door of the Ma family, she found another military jeep.
Wang Lan was warmly entertaining guests in the main hall.
The more she looked at this girl, the more she liked her. She was wearing a tight, knee-length skirt, her hair was like a waterfall, her eyes were bright, and her height and figure were impeccable.
"Oh, speaking of which, girl Feng Jian, you are an arts soldier in the art troupe of the army. Oh, you're a dancer, too. No wonder you are so beautiful." Wang Lan smiled widely.
Didn't Ye Xiaomei stay out and not come back? She knew long ago that her son would definitely have no shortage of girls who liked him.
"Auntie, I heard that Qijun and his wife don't have a good relationship?" Feng Jin's appearance was noble and definitely not comparable to the girls in the village, but she learned early this morning that Ma Qijun had submitted a divorce application to the army.
Upon hearing this, Wang Lan slapped her thigh and quickly followed suit: "Of course not. They have a small quarrel every three days and a big quarrel every five days." The most important thing is that they gave birth to two torn cotton padded jackets.
Even if he went to the city without saying anything, he might have given some benefits to the old Wu family and lied to her.
Based on her experience, if Ye Xiaomei doesn't eat sour food, she will definitely not be able to give birth to a son.
"Mother-in-law, your daughter-in-law is back, but you didn't even go out to greet her. Aren't you afraid that others will poke you in the back if you do this?"
Zhao Mei couldn't bear it any longer, so she led Xiaoya to stand at the door of the main hall, each holding a swaddling cloth, with a particularly unhappy look on her face.
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