Chapter 99: Find a job to earn more money to support my wife
Ma Qijun's voice came: "You are special forces, which is different from my military."
"The special forces are already a top-level military force. Aren't you just an ordinary soldier? To put it bluntly, if our special forces need us, you have to provide unconditional support." Ma Qiming's tone was very frivolous.
Ye Xiaomei didn't expect that both sons of the Ma family were soldiers. She suddenly lost her mind, thinking of the scene where Ma Qijun grabbed the motorcycle with his bare hands, and the strength of her mother-in-law Wang Lan. Could it be genetic?
"Xiao Mei, what are you doing standing there? Come and have a cup of tea."
Wang Lan's voice brought her back to reality.
Ye Xiaomei then took the tea and sat back at the table, wondering in her heart that if Brother Ma had a chance to change his mind, and she cured his leg as soon as possible, would everything go as he wished?
"Sister, I'm not saying anything about Qijun. It's not a problem if he has a lame leg. It's no problem for Qiming to find someone to arrange a decent job for him." Song Qing talked about Ma Qijun while eating melon seeds.
Wang Lan naturally had mixed feelings, but she was just stubborn and didn't want to show them on weekdays, lest the neighbors laugh at her:
"Sister-in-law, you also have to worry about Qiming's marriage. Look, my son has finally found a wife." I can't just let you talk for hours. Who doesn't have their own faults?
You always bring up my son's disability. I'm not used to your temper. I gave my son to you out of pity for you at first, but you've become a different person since you got pregnant.
Ye Xiaomei subconsciously looked at her mother-in-law, and seeing that her face looked much worse than before, she realized that this mother-in-law couldn't stand having her shortcomings exposed.
Sure enough, Song Qing was also stunned for a moment, then smiled as if nothing had happened: "My son is the captain of the special forces, how can an ordinary girl be worthy of him? Why bother looking for one? There will be a large group of young girls lining up to marry Qiming."
When saying this, Song Qing glanced at Ye Xiaomei. Apart from her good looks, she looked like a country girl. She greeted him as soon as she entered the door, like a dumb person.
Ye Xiaomei felt uncomfortable after being given such a look. Before she could say anything, Wang Lan stood up.
She was not used to her temper: "Don't be so mean to look down on my Qijun. He is just lame. Besides, Qiming is my biological son. Now that you are pregnant, I can take my son away."
Ye Xiaomei secretly gave a thumbs up to her mother-in-law. If she and her mother had such tempers in the past, they would definitely not have suffered so many years of losses.
Song Qing was unhappy when he heard this: "There are procedures for succession. Besides, Youliang and I raised him for 26 years, and you only gave birth to him for four years. What's your basis? Don't you think Ma Qijun is a failure now, so you want to bring my son back to flatter yourself? Bah... There is no such good thing in the world."
Besides, after the child is born, they will be so old, won't they still have to rely on the Qi Army to support him? Take the child away? No way.
Wang Lan's chest heaved, and she could see the anger rising to her head.
"You..." Wang Lan was so angry that she was speechless: "You are such an ungrateful person, Xiao Mei, let's go, we don't want to eat this meal anymore."
"Mom, calm down. We still have to eat this meal." Ye Xiaomei finally spoke.
Her voice is naturally soft and moving, and no matter how angry a person is, it sounds like a punch hitting cotton.
It's just that Wang Lan looked at the confusion on her daughter-in-law's face. She could remain calm, but she, Wang Lan, was not born to be the kind of person who could bear bullying.
"Aunt, please don't talk about death. Brother Ma's leg will definitely get better, and he has a bright future. I am only eighteen years old, but I understand this. I don't know why your aunt doesn't understand it." Ye Xiaomei said slowly and seriously.
Suddenly he lowered his eyes and smiled faintly: "Actually, you don't know that although Brother Qiming is the captain of the special forces, Brother Ma used to be the commander of a group of tens of thousands of people. The 516th Squadron mentioned in the newspaper three years ago was led by Brother Ma. As far as I know, he has the right to ask special forces from all over the country to assist and cooperate at any time. In other words, if Brother Qiming receives an order from Brother Ma one day, he must cooperate unconditionally."
When Ye Xiaomei read the newspaper that year, her heart was overwhelmed, so the impression was too deep. She felt at that time that this man must be a hero, the kind of hero that every girl has in her heart and yearns for.
"What did you say?" Song Qing's face changed when he heard it.
"I would say that Brother Ma must have a bright future. His official position and power are much higher than Brother Qiming's." Ye Xiaomei's voice was still soft.
Wang Lan's anger had also subsided, and she stared at her daughter-in-law in a daze: "Xiao Mei, are you serious?"
"Really? Don't you remember that Brother Ma has won several first-class merits?" Ye Xiaomei reminded her. Wang Lan rolled her eyes and clapped her hands:
"Remember, remember, the army also gave me a banner and a certificate of honor. Haha, Xiaomei, you know much more than me, your mother."
Song Qing's eyes were filled with resentment, and he turned his head away abruptly: "What's the use of that? How can I be demobilized after becoming disabled?"
This sentence woke Wang Lan up. She looked at her daughter-in-law in shock. She remembered clearly that it was she who had tied her son's legs. She was just about to ask questions to get back at her brother and sister-in-law.
"The food is ready, let's eat." Ma Qijun held a bright red carp and placed it in front of Ye Xiaomei:
"Take a sip. Your favorite sweet and sour fish."
"There's also a soup." Wang Youliang followed him out, and then came Ma Qiming, who brought a plate of oil box that smelled of scallion oil.
Ye Xiaomei made up her mind to completely cure Brother Ma's leg: "Mom, try it, the fish Brother Ma cooks is better than the ones in the restaurant."
Ma Qijun then sat down beside the girl with satisfaction and whispered, "If it tastes good, eat more."
"Just taste it." Wang Lan subconsciously glanced at her daughter-in-law. Her expression was still as well-behaved and sensible as before, but there was an indescribable confidence hidden in her bones. She thought that since her daughter-in-law could say that, she must have a way to cure Qijun's illness.
Thinking of this, Wang Lan started to eat with big mouthfuls. She pressed two scallion pancakes together and it tasted so delicious in one bite.
"Youliang, has the child been examined?" Wang Lan began to chat with her younger brother.
"I checked yesterday, and it's been more than three months. Yes, this silly woman didn't even know she was pregnant." As he said that, Wang Youliang picked up a piece of chicken with chopsticks and put it in the woman's bowl.
Song Qing started to act funny: "How should I know? I have been menopausal for so many years, how come I suddenly have it? If I hadn't been nauseous, I wouldn't have thought of going to the hospital for a check-up. At first I thought I was sick."
"What if I get sick? I have a disease that comes with affluence." Wang Lan never fails to say this.
"Aunt, please eat more. I'll ask someone to drive you home later." Ma Qiming greeted.
Song Qing didn't like Wang Lan's weird way of talking, so he threw his chopsticks and said angrily: "What are you giving me? I'm afraid your brother's official rank is not as good as his airplane."
As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere at the table suddenly became silent.
Ma Qiming glanced at Qijun, sighed and said, "Qijun, it's normal for a man to care about his reputation, but you can't be too proud. It's okay to brag in front of outsiders, but it's unnecessary at home. Maybe if you admit your weakness, I can find a way to find you a decent job."
Ye Xiaomei didn't think she was bragging, and was about to speak when a large hand suddenly pressed on her leg from under the table. Ma Qijun smiled and said:
"I'm already a retired soldier. I'm not as good as the common people, and naturally not as good as Big Brother. I don't know what kind of decent job Big Brother is going to find for me."
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