"Mom, I will never talk to Comrade Heidan again."
Full of crying and falling asleep.
The little guy nestled in his mother's arms, his nose red with grievance, and even in his sleep he was accusing his father of being cruel.
Jiang Ningning patted his back and coaxed him gently.
The little dumpling turned over, with the corners of his mouth raised high, as if he was dreaming about something happy.
Jiang Ningning then pulled up the corner of the quilt to cover him, and her eyes swept across Xia Xia's soft little face.
Seeing that their daughter was sleeping soundly, they kissed each other, turned off the lights, closed their eyes and fell asleep.
Maybe it was because too many things happened during the day, or maybe the mattress was too hard, so I didn't sleep well.
I woke up several times in a daze, and when I opened my eyes again, the window was still pitch black.
The rustling sound came from across the wall, and was particularly clear in the silent night.
Jiang Ningning woke up suddenly.
Thief?
impossible!
The island is strictly guarded, and there are people patrolling the family quarters day and night, so there is only...
In the living room, a flickering kerosene light leaked through the crack in the door.
Jiang Ningning put on a condom and walked along the corner to take a look.
In the damp gap between the door panels, Huo Donglin was grinding the corner of the round table bit by bit with sandpaper, with his back to her.
The outline of his hunched back was cast by the candlelight on the gray wall, and his shoulder blades rose and fell with his movements like an eagle flapping its wings.
With a "click", the loose latch suddenly slid open.
Jiang Ningning was caught off guard and fell into the room filled with the fragrance of pine wood. When she looked up, she saw beads of sweat dropping from Huo Donglin's body when he turned around abruptly.
His bronze chest muscles glowed like honey glaze under the candlelight, and sawdust stuck to his heaving chest muscles, rolling down with his breathing.
She held her breath.
Then she met the man’s extremely oppressive gaze… dark and compelling, like a wolf locking onto its prey.
Jiang Ningning felt her scalp tingling and she staggered back half a step in shock, accidentally stepping on the wood chips that were rolling on the ground.
My foot slipped and I was about to fall backwards.
Her lower back hit his arm which he extended in time.
The thick calluses on his rough palms pressed against her snow-white neck at the same time, causing Jiang Ningning's toes to curl up in her cloth shoes.
The shadows on the wall suddenly became tangled into vines.
"Sorry, I thought it was..." Huo Donglin suddenly woke up, quickly withdrew his hand, and stepped back to a safe distance.
I opened my mouth to speak, but the words got stuck in my throat and I didn't know how to explain.
The reason why I didn't go back these days was not only because I had too many tasks and the organization didn't approve my leave, but also because I was afraid that I would accidentally hurt my wife and children.
The 1.5-meter-tall man stood in the living room, his face expressionless, but his hands and feet were so nervous that he didn't know where to put them.
Facing the dim light of the kerosene lamp, Jiang Ningning could see clearly that his body was covered with bruises from shrapnel that even the cotton vest could not cover.
Jiang Ningning used to be a volunteer and learned that this is actually a behavioral manifestation of PTSD in special forces soldiers, vigilance, sensitivity, and defense...
It is hard to imagine how dangerous the missions Huo Donglin carried out were and how harsh the environment he was in.
Perhaps it was because her gaze was too revealing, Huo Donglin's whole body tensed up, and he reached out to pick up his military uniform and put it back on.
The shoulder straps with three stars and one bar represent his glorious achievements.
Jiang Ningning's fingers, which were gripping the seam of her pants, turned white. She felt a little uncomfortable for some reason, and slowly smiled: "It's okay, blame me for standing behind you secretly without saying anything."
The pair of shallow dimples were particularly warm under the light. Huo Donglin's tense figure relaxed inexplicably. He pointed to the bedroom next door and said, "I just brought some things over and piled them there first. I'll help you move them when Changguang comes in the morning."
This also explains why I suddenly appeared here in the middle of the night.
It's not easy to get those things in, but there is always a way. He also borrowed money from his comrades to buy things, and would pay it back when his bonus came out.
But there is no need to tell Jiang Ningning these trivial details. Apart from seeking credit, it will only make her worry in vain.
Jiang Ningning hummed softly.
The two looked into each other's eyes.
Then there was a speechless and awkward silence.
This couple, who clearly had a pair of twins, were not that familiar with each other.
Oh oh oh——
The silence lasted for a long time, and in the dark night, a rooster suddenly crowed from somewhere.
Huo Donglin is tall and has long legs, and his fingertips clenched the sandpaper tightly.
A pair of eyes still stared at her silently, waiting for her instructions.
Jiang Ningning couldn't help wanting to laugh, and the awkward feeling disappeared immediately. She sat aside and asked, "How long will it take you to finish?"
"A few minutes, then I should be quieter?"
"OK."
The couple was no longer embarrassed, but still a little polite and reserved.
The man received the instruction and squatted back, the flickering candle wick casting a shadow on his brow.
The shadow on the wall completely enveloped the petite girl.
The rustling sound then began again.
Jiang Ningning watched him gradually round off the remaining sharp corner of the table, then looked at the other furniture that also had their edges smoothed out, and suddenly remembered the way he sternly scolded Little Dumpling.
It turned out that when his cold and hard jaw was touched by sawdust, it would become as soft as spring snow just melting.
She hugged her knees with one hand and supported her chin with the other. "Manman is stubborn and smart. You have to take it slow. Xiaxia is different from other little girls. She likes electronic devices."
Huo Donglin nodded.
He was very grateful that his wife did not blame him for the rumors spread by his mother Tian Cuifen, and was willing to share the child's preferences with him and help the child accept her as soon as possible.
I felt more and more guilty in my heart.
Decided to tell her now about finding a doctor for Tian Cuifen, "... in the future, she won't bother you anymore."
Jiang Ningning was stunned for a moment, then blurted out, "What about you?"
She didn't expect him to be so decisive and cut the Gordian knot, completely resolving the worries of her and her child.
But he will have to bear the charge of being unfilial.
When Huo Donglin heard this concerned expression, his heart moved slightly and his eyes actually turned slightly red.
Apart from his comrades and old superiors, this was the first time he received care from his family.
"Don't worry, I can handle it."
Perhaps he felt that his tone was too harsh, so he was silent for a moment, then took the initiative to ask, "How is Manman?"
"Even in his dreams before going to sleep, he cried and said he had found the wrong father. This black egg is not that black egg."
The wife's soft voice was full of mischief, "And I decided to go back to the door tomorrow morning to find a gentle father."
Hearing this, Huo Donglin's guilt for beating his son instantly disappeared, and he snorted, "I should have slapped him twice more if I had known."
Having said that, he gently wiped away the excess sawdust with his fingertips and rubbed the corners of the table one by one with the palm of his hand. He stood up only when he felt it was no longer uncomfortable.
Put the tools in a special box, arrange them neatly by size, and then use a mop to mop the floor until it is spotless. In the blink of an eye, the living room is tidy up with quick hands and feet.
"It's still early, only a quarter past eight, go back to sleep, I'm leaving now."
The military dormitory has strict entry and exit schedules, and Jiang Ningning knew it very well. The man was busy all night without closing his eyes.
I suddenly felt a little guilty about making the donkey work and eat grass. She chased him to the living room door, "Do you want me to make you some breakfast?"
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