"No, Mom and Dad will always love An An. But if there is another brother or sister, Mom and Dad might give him some of the love and care they give to you."

Qiao An hesitated for a rare moment, listening to the whirring sound of the electric fan for a long time, and then suddenly leaned over to hug Xu Haizhou's waist tightly, rubbing her head against his chest anxiously, as if she was swearing, tangled and solemn:

"Well...well...Dad, I think it's okay. I'm willing to share mom and dad's love with my sister!" Because that's his sister, and she's his closest relative. They are both mom and dad's little treasures and should all receive mom and dad's love.

"If I only love An An and not my sister, then An An will be sad. I need to love An An and my sister as well. Mom and Dad's love should be fair. I like fairness!"

That's what Qiao An thought, without any falsehood, simple and somewhat heartbreaking.

Xu Haizhou's eyes flickered, and he suddenly raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, which turned out to be wet.

"Really? Then An An is really a generous kid. Daddy is proud of you."

There was never a day when Xu Haizhou felt that having only Qiao An as his son in his life would be enough, really.

When Qiao Lu came home after taking a shower, Xu Haizhou actually lay on the bed and let Qiao An ride her like a horse. This was really a rare sight. Usually, this man doted on his children and at most he would hold his son on his neck to ride him. To be honest, he had never done such an action that was contrary to his image.

"An An, why are you riding daddy like a horse?" Shake the water off the towel and hang it on the bamboo pole under the eaves. In this weather, it will be completely dry by tomorrow morning.

Qiao An turned around and laughed, "Mom, I'm not riding Dad like a horse, I'm just playing with Dad!"

In the eyes of the child, how could his father be a horse? This is just a joke, he likes to play with his father!

Seeing Xu Haizhou's nonchalant look, it was settled.

Play however you like, there is no one else in the room anyway.

Qiao Lu put on lotion and went to bed. The little guy slid down from his father's back and politely paid with a kiss: "Thank you, Dad, I'm so happy!"

"Well, as long as my dear son is happy."

"Hehe~" He turned around and threw himself into Qiao Lu's arms. The little guy arranged his daily schedule quite tightly.

"Mom, can I still eat birthday cake when I'm five? I want to save one for my aunt." Thinking of the sweet taste, Qiao An was still not satisfied.

What's the point of sharing with my aunt? Actually, the biggest reason is that I am greedy. Qiao Lu laughed and sat beside the dressing table to apply lotion: "Sure."

Qiao An tilted his head to look at her: "What about six years old?"

"That's fine."

"What about seven?"

Well, the endless cycle started again. Qiao Lu pinched his cheeks unhappily, and the ointment on her fingertips left a faint, slippery mark on his little face.

"If you like, Mom can buy it for you every birthday."

He hugged Qiao Lu's waist from behind, and his clear laughter could be heard through half a door.

"Thank you, Mom. I love you so much."

"You little brat is flattering me again." I patted his butt and carried him to the small bed next to the big bed. The electric fan can only be used on him until he falls asleep. It has to be moved away after he falls asleep, otherwise he will definitely catch a cold. He went to the clinic once last month because of a cold caused by the electric fan.

"You are so happy today, how about sleeping in the small bed?"

"Ah? Are you going to sleep in the crib again today?" Pulling her sleeve reluctantly, Qiao Lu pulled for a long time without any result, and sat down on the crib helplessly.

"What do you mean by again? I haven't slept with you this month, and I only slept with you twice last month. Is that a lot?"

"Yeah, it's a bit much." The young man nodded his head solemnly.

Qiao Lu: “…”

"My dear son, you are already four years old today. Doesn't four years old make you a bigger man? What man dares not sleep alone?"

Qiao An laughed and pointed at Qiao Lu: "My mother's."

Qiao Lu frowned and tapped his nose: "It's not at mom's house, nor at dad's house. Only you, a little brat, are afraid of sleeping alone."

The little guy pouted and said, "Well, I... I am a little scared, so, can I sleep with mommy?"

Well, now he openly admits that he is afraid. Where is the face-saving An An from the past?

It's true that it's hard to fool a grown-up son. But the key is, you are only four years old! Qiao Lu thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out. Why can't she fool a four-year-old child?

"No, a four-year-old man should sleep alone."

"Then can I stop being a man?" Qiao An suddenly realized that being a man was not interesting at all. Not only could he not sleep with his mother, but he couldn't cry whenever he wanted. If he cried, his mother would say that men can't cry.

Alas, he doesn't want to be a man anymore.

"Should Mom say you are cunning or smart?"

A certain guy's clear eyes were filled with a hint of cunning: "Mom, I'm smart. I am smart."

Qiao Lu laughed dumbly: "Then go to sleep, my smart baby. Mommy will stay here with you and wait until you fall asleep before leaving, okay?"

"Hmm...hmm...is this the only way? Can we discuss it further?"

Her vocabulary is quite rich. Qiao Lu shook her head firmly: "No discussion, go to sleep. Either mom will stay with you until you fall asleep, or you can sleep by yourself now."

Qiao Lu always managed to get her son to compromise by using compromise, and this time was no exception: "Well, if you leave before I fall asleep, I might cry."

"Okay, I won't leave. Close your eyes and go to sleep."

In the two minutes after closing her eyes, a certain man quietly opened a gap. Qiao Lu counted for him, at least eight times, if not ten.

Until the light rope was pulled out by his father, he could no longer see his mother. He could only vaguely distinguish her fragrance in the air, a breath that made him feel at ease.

Her hands patted his belly gently.

That night was as cool as water.

Xu Haizhou likes to sleep shirtless in summer, which gives Qiao Lu a good opportunity. She can't let go of his abdominal muscles when they touch her.

After not feeling it for a few days, I noticed that his muscle contours had become deeper.

He has the habit of going to the basketball court for a night run every day. He said that when he was in the north, he knew a veteran and they often worked out together. Over time, it became a habit and his abdominal muscles have never gone down. In addition, he has not been working out recently. He still runs a few laps in the morning before going home to make breakfast for his mother and son. He is in great shape.

Qiao Lu was amazed: "You are so self-disciplined, it would be a pity if you didn't join the army."

Xu Haizhou smiled and said, "I have thought about it, but my eldest brother was in the countryside at that time. If I joined the army, who would take care of my parents?"

I happened to get to know a retired soldier and listened to his stories about his military service, which was a fun experience that fulfilled my wish.

"Really? Then I think you've given too much for your family."

"It's not a big deal or a small deal. Everyone has something to give up. You don't know my eldest brother. He actually endured no less than I did."

"I don't care about your brother. I just think you've suffered a lot and I feel bad for you."

She gritted her teeth angrily and circled his chest with one hand unconsciously.

Xu Haizhou took a deep breath and held her wrist: "It's a little itchy."

Qiao Lu patted his chest unhappily: "It's itchy, but you have to bear it. I haven't touched you enough."

Xu Haizhou laughed dumbly: "You are unreasonable."

Qiao Lu pretended to be angry and glared at him: "I am your wife, what right do I have to talk?"

Xu Haizhou was speechless, afraid that she would get too stubborn, so he pulled her into his arms and stroked her hair from time to time.

"Let's not talk about my elder brother. Do you know what An An just said to me?"

"What?"

"She asked us to give him a brother or sister."

"Is it true?" Qiao Lu asked suspiciously.

"If you don't believe me, ask him." His voice was tinged with teasing.

Qiao Lu pushed him away: "He just fell asleep, do you want to wake him up?"

After saying that, he turned around and lay down facing the wall: "Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore, go to sleep, and let the children and the like take their own course."

She could sleep peacefully, but Xu Haizhou was not willing to give up. His son had been going to bed lately, and the couple hadn't had sex for three or four days. They had to do it today no matter what!

Thinking of this, the man quietly put his arms around Qiao Lu's waist from behind, rested his chin on her right shoulder, and breathed deeply.

"Stop making noise and go to sleep." Qiao An guessed that he was not asleep yet, so she didn't dare to do anything rash.

Kiss the top of her head. She had just washed her hair today and the shampoo smelled of jasmine.

"Nothing, give An An a sister."

"Didn't I tell you to let it happen? Why are you in such a hurry?"

"An An is in a hurry."

"You're just being impatient."

Qiao Lu clearly had her back to him, but she still underestimated the resourcefulness of a man in estrus.

So, why...from the back...is it also possible...huh?

The consequence of letting someone go is that you will have back pain the next day... Because Qiao An was not in the way, Xu Haizhou changed his postures all the time last night. Qiao Lu really suspected that he was not exercising, but challenging the world record!

Having tortured his wife for a whole night, Xu Haizhou felt a little guilty, so he got up early in the morning and not only packed breakfast, but also tidied the house.

Today I plan to go find Hou Caijun to get some fabric for my wife to make new clothes. Before leaving, I lifted up Qiao Lu's shirt, put my ear against my wife's belly, and whispered:

"Is our little baby already asleep in there?" He had planted seeds one after another last night, and he thought he would be able to get caught even if he just guessed casually this time.

With a blush on her cheeks, Qiao Lu kicked him and said, "Get lost!"

…

The sun was baking the earth fiercely. The leaves of the sycamore trees on the street were curling up, the road was shining white, and the plexiglass windows facing south in the chemical plant's production workshop seemed like they would be sunburned in the next second.

Walking in the workshop aisle, Qiao Yan is the brightest landscape line in early autumn.

"Look, Qiao Yan."

"Oh, this is Qiao Yan? When did you become so feminine?"

Feng Zhenhua quickly pulled her colleague over, her eyes filled with amazement: "The future mother is wearing a new dress today? It's so beautiful, did she buy it at a department store?"

Gao Jinghua also praised: "This color is so fresh, I haven't seen it in the market."

Yesterday, Qiao Yan specifically applied to the factory committee to be allowed to wear skirts in the factory during the second half of her pregnancy. She thought that it wouldn't cause any trouble in the office anyway, and she was Director Yuan's wife, so the superiors agreed without much hesitation.

Blinking, she showed her playful side for once: "You're right, you can't buy it in a department store, my little sister gave it to me!"

New skirt, new mood. Wearing a beautiful skirt will also make you feel better.

She gently stroked her belly with her palm, and in every gesture, Qiao Yan looked like a real mother.

Feng Zhenhua couldn't help but exclaim: "Your sister is so nice, the skirt is so beautiful, it must have cost a lot of money, right?"

"Yeah, I haven't seen it either. Her husband got it. My brother-in-law is a capable man. He knows a lot of bosses and has private channels." Qiao Yan admitted that she was a little selfish and wanted to show off in front of her colleagues.

What's wrong with setting up a street stall? If you look closely, aren't they also small business owners? This is not considered cheating, right?

Feng Zhenhua fell in love with the dress at first sight, and a gleam of envy flashed across her eyes.

"Maybe your brother-in-law has some channels to get it? It looks good to me and I really want to buy it." He said this with a feeling of embarrassment, and smiled while covering his mouth.

Feng Zhenhua was the team leader of the second group in the production workshop and had a good relationship with her. Qiao Yan readily replied, "Sure, twenty yuan a piece. If you want, I'll ask her to bring it to you."

He is really ruthless when it comes to making up prices.

"My God, it's not cheap." Feng Zhenhua was stunned.

"Of course, feel the material." Because it is for pregnant women, the material chosen is more important for comfort than aesthetics.

Feng Zhenhua rubbed and kneaded it without any hesitation, and the female colleagues around him moved over without saying a word.

"It's so comfortable and smooth." The material is so comfortable to wear against the skin, and the tie-dye effect is simply unprecedented. The combination of white and green is so pleasing to the eye. When you put it on, it feels like the summer heat has subsided.

After much thought, Feng Zhenhua still wanted to buy it.

Qiao Yan looks good in everything she wears, even though she's pregnant. She has a slim figure, so how can she look worse than her? Obviously not.

"Okay, I'll take one!" She gritted her teeth and bought it. She was only 21 and had just found a boyfriend last year. Wearing this skirt was just the right time to visit the man's family, so it was better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early.

"Let my sister give you a friendly price." Qiao Yan curled her lips and smiled.

"Oh! That's what I want!" Feng Zhenhua, who originally thought that he was a little hesitant about the price, became even happier. He hummed a little tune and turned back to his workstation.

Accountant Liu came to the workshop to get some documents. Seeing this, he was also tempted. He walked up and gently touched the fabric. It was indeed smooth. In hot weather, it felt like he was not wearing anything. It was very light and thin!

"My daughter is going on a blind date next week. She's slim, so this skirt should look good on her, right?" The other party is Director Qiu's nephew, so he has to win him over no matter what.

Qiao Yan looked at her and smiled, "Sure. It's your Haitang who wants to go on a blind date, right? That kid is handsome and slim, so the clothes will definitely fit him better than mine."

It turns out that Qiao Yan really has the ability of a clothing salesperson. Just look at how beautifully she compliments her words.

"Okay, then ask your sister to buy one for me too." People nowadays don't care about wearing the same clothes as other lesbians. Being able to wear the same style as other lesbians means they have good taste!

"Okay, no problem." He took out a small notebook from his office drawer and took out the Hero pen pinned to his chest pocket. "Anyone else wants it? I'll write it down so I don't forget."

"Can you give me a discount too? If you can, I'll get one too."

"Then I'll have one too. I'm 1.5 meters tall, so I'll buy a small size."

"Team Leader Tang, what about you?" He raised his head and looked at the middle-aged woman who was concentrating on writing across the desk.

This woman has always been at odds with Qiao Yan, for no other reason than a "dispute" of interests. Team Leader Tang's man competed with Yuan Jianghe for the position of director two years ago, and in the end Qiao Yan's man became the director and her husband became the deputy director. It's just a difference of one word, but in reality the difference is not the slightest.

Ask Qiao Yan to buy a skirt for her? And she has to spend twenty yuan on it? That's so disgusting.

She looked up and was about to refuse, but Qiao Yan said slowly, "A skirt is less than twenty yuan, it shouldn't be expensive for you. Deputy Director He wouldn't be so unwilling to buy you a skirt."

Whose money is the most satisfying? The enemy's! Qiao Yan was very happy.

"No, I just thought that I have too many skirts at home and my closet can't hold them all." Team Leader Tang smiled and denied.

When he looked at Qiao Yan, sparks flashed in his eyes.

"In that case, one more piece wouldn't be too much! Want to buy one?"

In the office, Qiao Yan and a group of female colleagues looked at Tang Xue with burning eyes. She could already anticipate how these people would look at her with contempt if she said she would not buy it. After all, she was the wife of the deputy director, how could she not afford a skirt!

She snorted arrogantly: "Buy!"

…

After get off work in the evening, Qiao Yan, escorted by Yuan Jianghe, came to the big courtyard on Ziyuan Street and handed the list to Qiao Lu.

Qiao Lu was a little confused at first, but after listening to Qiao Yan's explanation, she suddenly realized what was going on and looked at her second sister with surprise.

Especially when talking about Tang Xiaoli's frustrated expression, Dayahua almost laughed out loud.

Qiao Lu was a little confused. Could Qiao Yan be so treacherous? I remember that she used to be very straightforward and would not play such tricks.

"Tell me, do I have some talent for business?" She was quite pleased with herself.

Qiao Lu made a cup of brown sugar water for the two of them: "Not bad, not bad, she is quite gifted. My sister is indeed a college student, she has a very smart mind."

Speaking of inspiration, Qiao Lu suddenly had an idea: "Sister, from your tone, do you want to join us too?"

"Go, I don't want to do your hot business. If there is an office, why don't you wait for me to join you? I can support myself after I'm full." After saying that, he patted his belly and leaned down lazily using Yuan Jianghe as a human cushion: "Look at my big belly, can I run around with you guys in such a hot day?"

"Why are you running? I'm not going to run. Let Xu Haizhou and his friend run. I'll just stay at home and make clothes."

"But I don't have your craftsmanship!" After coming to the city, she had been buying ready-made clothes, or having Yuan Jianghe's mother make them for her, or buying the fabrics and having them sewn by herself. Her poor craftsmanship had long been rusty.

"It's okay. If you can't do it with your hands, then use your mouth. After all, you have your strengths." Qiao Yan's eloquence is actually quite good, because she has been to college and is confident. After marrying Yuan Jianghe, she is even more amazing. Sometimes, she seems quite arrogant.

Seeing that Qiao Yan was silent, Qiao Lu smiled and said, "I want to open a store in the future. If you are interested, I can hire you as my store manager!"

In recent months, Xu Haizhou has shown Qiao Lu a lot of newspapers about current policies, and she is no longer as nervous as she was in August.

The newspapers said that it is not that ordinary people are not allowed to do business, but that they cannot engage in speculation and cannot exceed the prescribed limit! In fact, as long as we keep a low profile, there will be no problem.

In this way, Qiao Lu's inspiration burst out.

She had an idea. She would design a few styles of clothes and then sell them in the surrounding streets. If everyone liked them, it would prove that she had good taste. She also happened to have some spare money, so she could use it to open a clothing store.

The clothes in the store can be divided into two categories. One is the popular styles on the market, and the other is the clothes she designs herself. Because they are purely handmade, the price is higher. The target customers are not ordinary working-class families, but wealthy people. Even if the sales volume is not large, the profit will not be low. In the later stage, if she is successful, she can establish her own brand.

Not only clothes but also bags are to be sold. It has been decided not to sell small accessories, but there are still some goods that have not been sold before, including the stock of women's socks that Li Hongjun has in hand. The cost is not high, so he decided to give them as gifts.

Nowadays, people do business by feeling their way forward. Ordinary people cannot imagine the effect of free sales. Qiao Lu is at the forefront of the times and has seized a huge advantage. It is difficult for her not to succeed.

"What? You were setting up a stall a while ago, and now you're opening a store? You need to rent a place to open a store, right? How much is the monthly rent?"

"I don't know, maybe a few dollars or so, not much."

"Yeah, that's a lot of money."

"The expenses are not small, but think about it. After opening the store, Haizhou won't have to go out in the wind and sun to set up the stall, and he can spend more time with me and An'an." Qiao Lu poked her sister's shoulder unhappily: "Yesterday you and your brother-in-law joked that Haizhou and I should have a second child. What if he is not home every day and I am left to take care of the child alone? There are many benefits to opening a store. What's a little rent?"

After thinking about it, this is the reason.

"Yes, that makes sense. Then go ahead and open it. I'll promote it for you. If no one in our factory knows about your store, it will be my fault for not promoting it well enough."

"Thank you, sister. I love you." He squatted down and hugged her, which made Qiao Yan laugh.

"That's enough, just like a child." He squeezed her hand, stood up and stretched his waist: "Let's go."

Holding Yuan Jianghe's arm as they walked out of the hospital, Qiao Lu reminded him, "I'll send the skirt directly to the factory when it's finished. You don't have to go there."

Qiao Yan waved her hands: "Well, thank you for saving me the trouble."

…

A skirt is sold for 20 yuan, and the cost is less than 3 yuan, so the profit from one skirt is 17, and the profit from 5 skirts is 85. It takes 6 hours to make a skirt, and two skirts can be made a day with overtime, which means it can be finished in two and a half days. Rounding it off, it makes 30 yuan a day, which is more than half a month's salary for others!

She leaned forward and slouched, muttering to herself, "Oh, I don't want to make bags anymore. Making one skirt a day is enough for me to eat and drink."

Low prices also have their advantages. The cost of living is low, and you can live a comfortable life by earning a few hundred dollars.

"Mom! Is that enough for us to buy a beautiful new house?" The little guy leaned over to look around.

Qiao Lu gently stroked her son's head and said, "Yes, we still need to find a new house for us to live in. So mommy has to work hard and try to make one more skirt every day, okay?"

After pondering for a moment, the young man shook his head and said, "No, I don't want a new house, but I want my mother to not suffer."

I am no longer surprised by my son's caring words. It is said that daughters are like little cotton-padded jackets, while sons' leaky little jackets seem to be different for different people.

"My dear son, you are so thoughtful. Your words really make me feel energetic!"

"What does it mean to be full of energy?"

"I'm just very energetic and want to work and earn money!"

"Let Daddy work too." Mom can't be the only one who has to bear the brunt of the hard work.

Qiao Lu held back her laughter and kissed his little face: "Dad makes money outside, you can't see it, Dad is also very hard."

Qiaoan had indeed never seen her father working hard. Instead, she often saw her mother busy at the sewing machine, working for the entire morning or afternoon. It was very hard work.

While fiddling with the sewing machine, Qiao An said softly, "Dad is also having a hard time. I hope neither Dad nor Mom will have to work hard."

"How can you earn money without working so hard?"

"Does money have to be earned through hard work?" The dark eyes blinked in confusion.

"Yes, if you work hard and earn money step by step, you have to work hard. We are not here to make quick money. How can we gain anything without working hard?"

"Well, only hard work can bring rewards. I feed Bubble and Xiaobai every day, and they will grow meat. This is the reward of hard work!"

Rubbing his son's smart little head, he said, "Yes, An An is great. He has learned to draw inferences from one instance."

The little guy puffed out his chest with pride.

After lunch, Xu Haizhou went to the city center with Li Hongjun to look for a store. They didn't return home until six o'clock in the afternoon.

The temperature in the evening was not to be underestimated. When they came back, the two men were panting and soaking wet.

"It's so hot today!" As soon as I entered the house, the heat hit me in the face.

Xu Haizhou was fine, he was just sweating, and it wasn't very hot to be close to him.

Qiao Lu quickly poured the cold boiled water she had prepared in advance for the two of them to drink, and took out the electric fan in the bedroom to cool them down.

"How's it going? Did you find it?"

After swallowing the whole bowl of water, Li Hongjun quickly answered: "I looked at several places and wrote down several addresses. There is one on Jinlin Street, one next to the department store, and one opposite Kiyomizu Temple... We have chosen three places. You can go with us tomorrow to have a look and decide whether to rent it or not."

"OK."

Making money is addictive. Qiao Lu gradually forgot that she had advised Xu Haizhou to postpone the decision for at least a year. Unexpectedly, after reading a few newspapers, she herself began to feel restless.

"What are the prices?"

Xu Haizhou: "The price is easy to negotiate. They are all located in the city center. The price fluctuates around RMB 10. It is not expensive and we can afford it."

"That's good."

…

The next morning, after breakfast, the couple went to the city center to check out the shops and delivered the finished clothes to the chemical plant. After delivering the goods, they received the money. When they were about to go home, they went to a salty restaurant to buy a roast goose as a reward.

The kid wanted to stay at home to take care of Paopao and Xiaobai, so he didn't go with us.

"Then you stay at home and don't run around."

"Yes! I'll be good and stay here to sunbathe with Bubble and Xiaobai."

Glancing into the enamel basin, Qiao Lu said, "Don't stay in the sun for too long. It's hot."

"Okay~"

Before leaving, he asked Aunt Chen to help look after the children, and then he left with peace of mind.

Bubble is sick today. When you poke it, it is as still as a mountain. From time to time, it turns over and lies on its back. Qiao An is a little worried, so at Xu Haizhou's suggestion, he takes the enamel basin to the yard to bask in the sun.

Tian Jianzhong came over and teased the two little fishes. Suddenly he picked up some bubbles and poked them. The little guys didn't move at all, and their tails flapped weakly a few times. One would have thought they were dead.

Frowning, Tian Jianzhong pointed at Paopao's big belly and said, "Qiaoan, how much feed do your two cubs eat every day? Is this red fish eating too much?"

Qiao An explained: "No, no, Bubble is gaining weight! It's not because he eats too much!"

Puff——

"Gaining weight is just eating too much, same concept." She pinched his cheeks with two fingers in amusement.

Qiao An pouted and slapped his paws away: "What is a concept? What does it mean?"

Glancing at the dying Bubble, Tian Jianzhong was shocked. After thinking for a while, he told him the cruel truth.

"It's over, Qiao An. Cherish the last moments you have with this bubble. I don't think it will last long!"

After saying that, he started to walk into the house. The little guy grabbed him in a panic and said, "What do you mean, brother?"

Staring at Qiao An's face, Tian Jianzhong suddenly smiled meaningfully, then left without saying anything.

Qiao An scratched her face, having a bad feeling in her heart.

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"After the Awakening of My Mother in the 1980s"

Lin Zheng is a well-known hardworking woman in Shihe Village. Her husband is the most skillful carpenter in the village, and their daughter is a beautiful girl rarely seen in the village in a century.

Their happy and harmonious family life was shattered by a rumor.

Because she believed the rumors, her husband thought that their daughter was the child of Lin Zheng and a strange man. Her in-laws scolded her for being a vixen, and her own family scolded her for being shameless. The whole family tried every means to send her child away. In the end, her daughter was abused by her adoptive parents and died with hatred.

Lin Zheng was devastated when she heard the news. She cried all night long and spent the rest of her life in regret and pain.

Fortunately, God had a good heart and allowed her to be reborn back to the year when her daughter had not been sent away.

Looking at the young lady covered in patches, Lin Zheng burst into tears.

"Mom will never send you away again in this life! We, mother and daughter, will never be separated!"

Fang Zhiguo, who had just found a buyer, said: "The child's second father and second mother are here, when are you going to send your daughter away?"

Looking at her husband who said he loved her forever but didn't trust her, Lin Zheng smiled sarcastically.

"Send away? Aren't you the one who should go?"

…

Lin Zheng decided to take advantage of the reform and opening up to save enough money to bring her daughter to live in the city. Before leaving, she wanted to divorce and also find a way to extort alimony from Fang Zhiguo.

Not long after leaving the cannibalistic village, Lin Zheng's ex-husband's family came to her and asked her to help them get rich for the sake of the child.

Lin Zheng laughed angrily, turned around and decisively found a tall, handsome, unmarried and innocent stepfather for her daughter.

Fang Zhiguo broke his defense: "Even if you remarry, the child will always recognize me as his father!"

Lin Zheng smiled sarcastically, pointed at Fang Zhiguo, and asked the lady: "Who is he?"

The little girl shouted in a crisp voice: "Uncle!"

Then he pointed at his stepfather: "Where is he?"

"dad!"

Fang Zhiguo: "???"

*Post-Dad

*Male protagonist C, never married, retired soldier, started a business after retiring

*The heroine is beautiful and the hero is handsome.

*You will meet the male protagonist in the early stage.

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