Chapter 33 Shocking! Fatty Girl gave birth to twins for him!
What about Commander Xie's wife?
Qiao Xingyue, who was sitting in the back seat, paid special attention to this sentence.
What could possibly happen to Commander Xie's wife?
Remembering what Aunt Lan had said before, that Commander Xie and his wife had no emotional foundation and were preparing for divorce, Qiao Xingyue didn't press the matter further.
She took meticulous care of Ningning beside her.
In early summer in Kunming, after dusk, the breeze blowing in through the train window carried a slight coolness, much more refreshing than the stench on the old green trains.
Ningning breathed in the fresh air, and her complexion looked less listless.
Xie Zhongming, sitting in the passenger seat of the jeep, didn't speak, only giving Xiao Songhua a faint "hmm," seemingly not wanting to talk too much about Fatty.
He then picked up a stack of military documents that Xiao Songhua had left in the car and began to read them.
Even when he was leaning back in the car seat, he still maintained an upright posture, his back as if it were stretched by an invisible thread, his shoulders and back straight, and even his neck exuded a dignified and upright air.
The car window was rolled down halfway, and the wind carried the scent of early summer grass in.
He rolled up his sleeves and gently held the military documents in his hands, the wind rustling the yellowed papers.
The sound of pages turning made him stop looking at the military documents.
Looking back, Qiao Xingyue and the children had fallen asleep again as soon as they got on the train; they must have been exhausted from the journey.
On the green train, not only could An'an and Ningning not stand the stinky smell in the carriage, but he couldn't stand it either. Now it was a good opportunity for them to enjoy the refreshing evening breeze.
Xie Zhongming did not roll up the car window.
They were also worried that the mother and her two daughters would catch a cold if they were exposed to the cool breeze.
He looked away from the car and at Xiao Songhua, who was driving. "Is there a blanket in the car?"
"You're a grown man, and you're afraid of the cold?" Xiao Songhua was a tough guy, and his voice was harsh and loud.
Xie Zhongming frowned, his eyes flashing with coldness, and said in a low voice, "Keep your voice down."
After saying that, Xie Zhongming deliberately turned around and looked at the mother and her two children.
Seeing that the mother and her two children were sleeping soundly and breathing evenly, he looked away.
Xiao Songhua then noticed that the adult and two children in the back seat were sleeping with their eyes closed, and unconsciously lowered his voice, "There are no blankets, but there are two military jackets in the glove box. Open them and take a look."
Upon hearing this, Xie Zhongming opened the glove box on the lower right side of the dashboard, took out two brand-new military jackets, and deliberately turned around to reach out and draped them over Qiao Xingyue and An Anning.
Xiao Songhua found it interesting.
This man never gave any woman a second glance. There were quite a few women who wrote him love letters and boldly pursued him when he was in military school and in the army.
Which lesbian would receive such treatment from him? He would never have any contact with any lesbian.
The women sitting in the back row were quite nice; Xie Zhongming actually took the initiative to cover them with his coat and even asked him to keep his voice down, worried that his voice might disturb them.
Xiao Songhua asked in a low voice, "Is this woman from your military region?"
"No, she's at my house treating my grandmother's health." Xie Zhongming continued flipping through the stack of military documents.
Xiao Songhua gripped the steering wheel and drove, then asked, "You didn't give me a brief introduction just now."
Xie Zhongming sat upright in the passenger seat, without looking up. "Qiao Xingyue, her husband was also a soldier, but he sacrificed his life. Those two girls are her twin daughters, one named An'an and the other named Ningning. Ningning has asthma like my father, and she also came to Kunming to have a chest CT scan."
"No way..." Xiao Songhua was startled.
He turned back again and quickly glanced at Qiao Xingyue.
She tilted her head and gently rested it against the car window. Her ponytail and the ribbon tied to it fluttered in the wind. Her face was fair, her eyelashes were long, and her nose was small and delicate. She was as young and beautiful as a high school graduate.
Those two little girls, how come they are her twin daughters?
Xiao Songhua thought it was her younger sister.
Upon further reflection, I realized something was wrong, very wrong.
“Zhongming, you have a problem, a very big problem.”
Xie Zhongming's well-defined fingers turned the yellowed pages, his voice deliberately lowered as he reminded, "Keep your voice down."
Xiao Songhua fell silent.
About twenty minutes later, we arrived at the Hibiscus Hotel in Kunming.
Xie Zhongming woke up Qiao Xingyue and An Anning. The three of them got out of the car and walked ahead with Xie Jiang.
Xiao Huasong and Xie Zhongming walked behind.
Xiao Songhua deliberately lowered his voice, "Zhongming, no wonder you were in such a hurry to find Pangya to divorce her, it turns out it's because of this widow."
"Watch your words. Her name is Qiao Xingyue. Call her Comrade Qiao."
The word 'widow' chilled Xie Zhongming's voice, carrying a clear hint of warning.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Songhua became even more suspicious of Xie Zhongming. He put his arm around Xie Zhongming's shoulder, stopped, and asked, "Zhongming, you haven't fallen for this widowed Comrade Qiao with two children, have you?"
No wonder.
Even heroes have always found it hard to resist the charms of beautiful women.
This Comrade Qiao has two children who are four or five years old, yet she still looks as young and beautiful as a high school girl who has just graduated. She has a unique charm.
It's not surprising that Xie Zhongming fell for her.
Xie Zhongming's silence only confirmed Xiao Songhua's suspicions. "Then you should hurry up and find Fatty and get the divorce done. You two never had any emotional foundation anyway. But Zhongming, what if you find Fatty and she doesn't want a divorce?"
"When did you become like an old lady, always asking questions?" Xie Zhongming asked coldly, taking a step forward.
Then he stopped and asked Xiao Songhua, who had followed him, "Did anyone from the Furong Hotel mention Fatty's childbirth?"
"What? Fatty had your baby?"
"you do not know?"
"I don't know, I'll go ask later. I really don't know. Zhongming, what happened? Didn't you and Fatty only have sex once? How did she get pregnant?"
Xie Zhongming did not answer.
Qiao Xingyue and Xie Jiang had already arrived at the entrance of the Furong Hotel.
She was too far away from the two people behind her to hear what they were saying.
At this moment, she stopped in front of the Furong Restaurant, looking at the street scene and the sights and objects in front of the restaurant.
She left the Hibiscus Hotel four years ago.
Except for the four characters "芙蓉酒店" (Furong Restaurant), everything else has been completely changed.
The original brown gate was painted bright red, and even the slogans on both sides were changed from "Serve the People" to "Food coupons have a price, but service is priceless. Improve food service to support the Four Modernizations."
The daily menu on the blackboard has also been completely changed; the signature dish is no longer twice-cooked pork, and the prices of the dishes have generally increased by two or three cents.
"Grandpa will take you to eat. After dinner, get some rest tonight. Once you're rested, we'll go to the hospital tomorrow morning." Xie Jiang led An An and Ning Ning by the little hands and walked inside.
Qiao Xingyue followed them inside.
A waiter approached and called out, "Please come in, have you brought enough food coupons?"
This waiter also looked unfamiliar.
After Qiao Xingyue sat down, she looked around. The layout of the entire hotel lobby had been completely changed, and she couldn't see a single familiar face.
Logically speaking, Furong Restaurant is a state-owned restaurant. Every position in the restaurant, such as manager, accountant, purchasing agent, waiter, and chef, are employees within the system, with fixed positions and a very stable workforce.
Unlike her 21st century, which suffered from severe staff loss.
Why don't I see any familiar faces?
Has the staff of Furong Hotel undergone a complete overhaul?
Just as I was wondering, Xie Zhongming and Xiao Songhua walked in and ordered their food.
Qiao Xingyue took An An and Ning Ning to the kitchen to wash their hands, and only then did she realize that the people in the kitchen were no longer the same chefs and butchers from back then.
She casually asked someone, "Brother, I have a question for you. I ate here four years ago, and all the staff at Furong Restaurant have changed."
The kind-hearted middle-aged man replied enthusiastically, "You don't know, do you? Back then, the restaurant manager was arrested. He was involved in corruption, and most of the people in the restaurant were his relatives. After he went to jail, the Commerce Bureau replaced everyone in the restaurant. You're from out of town, so you don't know, right? This matter caused quite a stir back then."
Qiao Xingyue finally understood why she couldn't see any familiar faces. "Thank you, brother. I am indeed from out of town. I just stopped by and had a meal back then."
This must have happened after she left.
An'an Ningning, who had just washed her hands, was a little curious.
An'an asked, "Mom, have you been to this restaurant before?"
“Yes.” Qiao Xingyue led An An and Ning Ning from the kitchen to the restaurant lobby.
As she walked, she said, "Back then, Mom washed dishes and carried plates here. You and your sister were here too. Mom carried one of you on her back and the other on her back every day for almost half a year."
An'an scratched her little head. "Ah, Mom, but why don't I remember?"
"You're so young, what memories could you possibly have?" Qiao Xingyue smiled. At that time, An An and Ning Ning had just been born.
As An'an walked, she asked, "Isn't it very hard for Mom to carry me and my sister around here to wash dishes and serve food?"
"It's not hard work." Qiao Xingyue watched An'an and Ningning grow up. Apart from Ningning having congenital asthma, she raised the two children very well, and she was very satisfied.
As they spoke, they returned to their table in the hotel lobby. Xiao Songhua, acting as the host, ordered several main dishes, then, seeing An'an and Ningning return, said in a gentlemanly and straightforward manner:
"Comrade Qiao, you and your child can see what you like to eat, look at the menu on the blackboard, and order whatever you like."
Qiao Xingyue smiled faintly, "You guys can order."
Xiao Songhua generously replied, "That won't do. You are Zhongming's comrade-in-arms, which means you are my comrade-in-arms too. My comrade-in-arms has come all the way from Jincheng, so how can I, as the host, not treat you well? I must order what you like to eat, otherwise it would be disrespectful to me, Xiao Songhua."
Moreover, this woman named Qiao Xingyue may very well become Xie Zhongming's wife in the future.
That's his sister-in-law.
Xiao Songhua dared not neglect his future sister-in-law.
Xie Zhongming interjected, "Comrade Qiao, An'an, Ningning, Songhua's family is rich and powerful, don't be polite with them."
An'an was a bold girl. Since her uncles had said so, she said without hesitation, "Uncle Songhua, then I'll really order it."
She stared at the blackboard hanging on the wall and looked through the menu written in chalk. "Hmm, I want braised chicken legs."
Xiao Songhua laughed and said, "Oh, this child is so young, yet he can already read."
After ordering, An'an chatted openly with Xiao Huasong, "When my sister and I were two or three years old, my mother taught us to read and do arithmetic. My mother also taught us to speak foreign languages and recite Tang and Song poems."
"An'an..." Qiao Xingyue reminded her, and An'an realized that she had been too flamboyant and quickly shut up.
...
After the meal.
Xiao Songhua took everyone to the military guesthouse.
The military guesthouse is not far from the General Hospital of the Military Region. It's just a few bus stops away, which is very convenient.
Xie Zhongming and Xie Jiang are both military personnel of high rank. Each of them can stay in a 20-square-meter suite for free, which includes a small reception room, a bedroom, and a washroom.
The two of them vacated one room for Qiao Xingyue and the two children, making it convenient for them to get up at night and wash up.
Xie Zhongming took the room key, delivered the snakeskin bags containing the mother and her two children directly to their room, and also brought them two kettles of hot water.
"Comrade Qiao, you and An'an and Ningning must be tired after a long train journey. Get some rest."
“I borrowed Songhua’s car, and we’ll take you and my dad to the hospital together tomorrow morning.”
See you tomorrow morning!
As he spoke, he politely and gentlemanly closed the door for the mother and her two children.
An'an sat directly on the black leather sofa, lay down, and rolled over. "Wow, Mom, this is much more comfortable than the guesthouse we stayed in before. Uncle Zhongming and Grandpa Division Commander are such nice people."
After settling Qiao Xingyue and her two daughters in, Xie Zhongming returned to Xie Jiang's door. "Dad, Songhua and I are going out for a bit."
Xie Jiang made himself a cup of tea, put down the kettle, and asked, "Where are you going so late?"
The tall and straight Xie Zhongming had a serious look in his eyes, as if he had something on his mind. "Four years ago, Fatty washed dishes at the Furong Hotel. I'm going to inquire about Fatty's whereabouts."
Fatty has been missing for so many years, and I've never heard of her ever washing dishes at a restaurant.
Xie Jiang nodded, "Then hurry up and go, and while you're at it, find out whether or not the baby in Fatty's belly has been born."
Xie Zhongming nodded and then went to Furong Restaurant with Xiao Songhua.
It was almost closing time at Furong Restaurant, but Xiao Songhua had already made an appointment with Manager Chen of the restaurant.
Upon arriving at the restaurant, Xiao Songhua gave a brief introduction before getting straight to the point, "Manager Chen, do you know where Fatty went afterward?"
Manager Chen, dressed in a simple and neat Chinese-style suit, briefly recounted the corruption and embezzlement of the former manager of Furong Hotel to the two group leaders.
Then he added, "Later, the entire restaurant changed staff, so I don't know where this girl named Fatty went. Here we only have Fatty's employment record and salary record."
"Let me see." Xie Zhongming's expression was solemn.
"Here you go, Commander Xie."
The records are from several years ago; the pages are old and yellowed, and covered in dust.
Xie Zhongming browsed through the list carefully and saw that several columns stated that Pang Ya had received an advance on her salary, with the note following it: "Advance salary due to illness."
Is Fatty sick?
Is that why you keep getting advances on your salary?
He asked Manager Chen, who shook his head. "We don't know either. After all, Fatty left before I took over Furong Hotel. I've never even seen what Fatty looks like."
This is a bit tricky.
Xie Zhongming took another closer look and noticed that the signature on the fat girl's paycheck looked somewhat familiar.
The two characters 'Pangya' were written in a delicate and neat handwriting. He felt as if he had seen the same handwriting somewhere before, but he couldn't quite place it for the time being.
Manager Chen added, "However, I do know one of the previous accountants. He and the previous hotel manager were arrested and imprisoned for embezzlement, and he was just released a few months ago. But it's a bit late today, so I can take you two to meet this accountant tomorrow."
Xie Zhongming said gratefully, "Thank you, Director Chen."
The next day, Xie Zhongming took Qiao Xingyue and her two daughters, along with Xie Jiangxian, to the hospital early in the morning. Afterwards, he and Xiao Songhua went to find Director Chen and then met with the accountant who had worked with Pang Ya back then.
The accountant's surname is Jiang. Because he made a mistake and went to jail, he can only make a living by setting up a small stall on the street as a shoe repairman.
Upon hearing that the two people in front of him were both regimental commanders, he immediately put down the peeler in his hand, stood up straight, and greeted them with an extremely respectful attitude, "Greetings, regimental commanders!"
Xie Zhongming nodded. "Comrade, I'm just asking you something, it's not a routine inspection, so don't be nervous. Do you remember Fatty?"
“I remember.” Accountant Jiang stood straight, her thin body ramrod straight. “Back then, Fatty often took advances on her salary and frequently borrowed money from everyone. I felt sorry for her, so I lent her money too.”
Xie Zhongming frowned and asked again, "Is Fatty sick? Is that why she often asks for advances on her salary and borrows money so often?"
"It's not that she's sick, it's that her child is sick," Accountant Jiang replied truthfully.
Is the child sick?
Did Fatty really have a baby with him?
Xie Zhongming opened his mouth, but suddenly felt like there was a wad of cotton stuck in his throat, and he couldn't come to his senses for a long time. "What did you say? Fatty really had a baby?"
“Yes, Fatty has two kids, but…” Accountant Jiang paused here.
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