After so many times, everyone understood the attitude of the political commissar's family and no longer dared to say bad things about Ni Wei and her son.
Qin Dongling is different. This is his brother who has been through thick and thin with him, and this time it is just Ni Wei’s emotional issue, which is not a big deal.
"Okay." Jiang Yuman nodded.
She did not say any more about her speculations about Zhuo Qianxing.
In theory, this was the posthumous child of the hero Zhuo Qingcheng, but this was not certain, and she did not dare to mention it even to her father.
Because if he was really Zhuo Qingcheng's son, doing this would be an insult to the son of a hero.
"As for what you said about her not liking you," Qin Dongling said after a moment, "She doesn't like you, so don't get in touch with her in the future."
He had a pretty good impression of his nephew's wife before.
But the past was the past. Now that she doesn’t like her biological daughter whom I found with great difficulty, it proves that she doesn’t respect me.
Qin Dongling, who was protecting his own people, was unhappy.
Jiang Yuman raised the corner of her mouth, "I understand."
On the other side,
Political Commissar Zhuo also asked Ni Wei what she thought of Jiang Yuman.
Unlike her aloof attitude in front of Jiang Yuman, Ni Wei praised her from head to toe in front of her father-in-law, which made Political Commissar Zhuo laugh.
"It's just that Lao Qin didn't hear it. Otherwise, his tail would be up in the air."
Ni Wei smiled faintly, "It's the truth."
Political Commissar Zhuo nodded with satisfaction. His two grandsons beside him were making a lot of noise. He looked at Zhuo Qianxing and waved at him, "Qianxing, come to Grandpa."
Zhuo Qianxing came over, holding the book he had just painted. Political Commissar Zhuo accidentally saw it and laughed, "Why is the house painted by our Qianxing so green?"
"It's obviously gray." Zhuo Qianxing muttered softly.
"Grandpa, grandpa, look, I'm going to shoot you in the leg!" The two boys from the eldest room used their hands as guns and ran around in front of Political Commissar Zhuo.
The voice sounded almost at the same time as Zhuo Qianxing's.
Political Commissar Zhuo was so angry that he felt dizzy. "This naughty boy is really bad. When will Youyou come back?"
Obviously, he didn't hear what Zhuo Qianxing said just now.
But Ni Wei heard it clearly.
Although her facial expression did not change, her eyes were shining strangely, and she tried her best to control her breathing. It was obvious that she was extremely excited.
After taking my son back to the room, I looked at his painting for the first time and asked him about some colors.
He couldn't tell the difference between red and green, and some of the colors were blurry.
In the afternoon, Ni Wei took a special leave and went to Xu Mu's office at Beijing University.
"Qianxing is just like Zhuo Qingcheng, he can't tell the difference between colors. He is Qingcheng's son. We were all wrong in our previous worries!" After closing the door, Ni Wei's voice was trembling.
How much fear and repression were released the moment this thing was discovered.
Xu Mu sneered secretly. The boy’s color blindness only had something to do with his mother. What did it have to do with Zhuo Qingcheng?
This cannot prove at all that Zhuo Qianxing is Zhuo's biological child.
However, he kept this to himself and didn't mention it. Instead, he hugged Ni Wei's waist and whispered in her ear, "That's great. This way, you don't have to worry about the old man finding out something is wrong... Can we get married soon?"
Hearing this, the smile on Ni Wei's face slowly froze.
"I fixed the bug in the previous chapter. Thanks to the biology teacher for catching it. Sorry for making everyone laugh! Sliding on my knees.jpg"
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