Jiang Yuman was more than just proud of them. She thought that if Commander Zheng knew about this, he would be so happy that he wouldn't be able to sleep.
"How could something like this happen in such an important occasion?" Mother Fu was still sighing.
Fu Wangshan said, "You guys go upstairs and have a rest first." He was obviously talking to the two younger generations.
The 22nd Division Art Troupe was given the task at a critical moment. Jiang Yuman was worried all night and was indeed tired.
When she got upstairs, she washed up first. When Fu Jingchen came out, she was lying on the pillow, her hair like a waterfall spread to her waist, and she had her eyes closed.
Afraid that his wife's hands would get sore if she slept in this position for too long, Fu Jingchen sat by the bed and wanted to pick her up.
"Just sleep like this," Jiang Yuman opened her eyes, "my shoulder feels a little uncomfortable."
"Then I'll rub it for you." Fu Jingchen rubbed her shoulders with moderate strength and worked hard.
Jiang Yuman was like a lazy cat, resting her head on her arm, letting him move as he pleased, occasionally giving him instructions on the position.
Her hair lingered on the side of her face. Fu Jingchen looked closer and closer, blocking the light from the bedside.
Jiang Yuman opened her eyes, looked at him and smiled, then pointed at her face.
The next second, warm breath approached behind her ear, and the kiss fell before leaving.
"If you're taking advantage of me, just press it a little longer." Jiang Yuman also stretched out her hand, her intention was self-evident.
Her hands were white and beautiful. Fu Jingchen didn't look at them and asked softly, "Are there any other places that hurt?"
Looking at him from Jiang Yuman's perspective, his nails were trimmed smooth and clean, and the blue veins on his forearms could be seen because of the force he exerted.
Jiang Yuman admired it for a moment, her eyes fixed on the back of his hand, "What's going on here?"
Fu Jingchen looked down following her gaze and said, "Xiaoyi scratched it accidentally." Children's nails are thin and sharp and grow fast, so they get scratched without noticing.
After all, it was just a minor injury, and since it was his own child, he didn't take it seriously at all. He picked up what he had just said, "Is there no other pain?"
"No, this hand is used to carry things every day."
One still has to feel sorry for one's husband. Jiang Yuman thought for a moment and said, "He's grown up now. Don't hug him all the time. Even if he scratches someone, you have to teach him to apologize."
Is this out of pity for me?
This doubt was clearly revealed in the look in Fu Jingchen's eyes.
Even though he was glared at by his wife, he was happy in his heart. "I apologized and cooperated with me to cut my nails."
Although Fu Siyi is cute, he doesn't cooperate at all when it comes to cutting his nails or hair, and several adults often have to take turns to coax him.
He likes his father, and after realizing the harm of long nails, he took the initiative to ask to have them cut.
"So well-behaved?" Jiang Yuman was surprised and narrowed her eyes.
Seeing that she was interested in Xiaoyi's affairs, Fu Jingchen picked and chose and told her some things she didn't know.
When talking about these interesting things, the couple were overjoyed.
"Okay, I feel much better. Turn off the lights and take a rest." After a while, Jiang Yumanyu.
Once the lights were turned off, the only light in the room was the light from the moon outside, quiet and bright.
In the dark night, Jiang Yuman suddenly said, "Aren't you bored, busy with these things at home every day?"
Although she didn't say it explicitly, Fu Jingchen understood what she meant.
Isn’t it boring to train and lead soldiers in the army compared to taking care of children, recuperating from injuries and serving your wife at home?
"No," Fu Jingchen said, "it's a blessing for you to have a rest and massage at home. I'll wait for you to come and talk like this, and it's the same."
His tone was flat, as if he was talking about how nice the weather was today, without any thought at all.
Her heart seemed to be struck hard for a moment, and Jiang Yuman hugged him tightly without thinking.
This is the marriage she has been looking forward to, the other half she hopes to meet.
Jiang Yuman wished she could just dive into his arms.
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