"Didn't we agree that I'm not allowed to leave in the future?" Looking at Su Zheng's reluctant eyes, Jiang Yuman made a joke.
Su Zheng was slightly stunned.
It was all half-joking and half-serious at the time. Did Jiang Yuman really think so?
The message conveyed by her eyes was too obvious.
Jiang Yuman explained seriously: "Even if I had other plans, I never thought of giving up this position."
After hearing this and seeing her serious expression, Su Bozheng finally confirmed that she was not joking.
He took a deep breath, reached out and patted her shoulder, "You will always be the only screenwriter of the Ten Masters Workshop."
The two smiled at each other.
Over the next two days, continuous light rain fell in various places. Even when everyone arrived in the capital, the air was still moist.
As soon as they got home, the plaque of "First-Class Meritorious Family" was sent to the Fu family with great fanfare, and all those families who liked to make sarcastic remarks in the past were silenced.
This was the first time Fu Wangshan returned to his long-lost home since he was wrongly sent to the countryside.
He stood in the yard for a long time, stroking the word "뀗" on the plaque, and a feeling of relief and pride welled up in his heart.
The scenes of my children when they were little are still vivid in my mind. In the blink of an eye, they have grown up and achieved achievements that are no less than my own.
This sense of accomplishment and pride was even stronger than what he had gained from his own promotion.
Mother Fu guessed what her husband was thinking, but she didn't bother him. She was busy with her own affairs, letting him digest it silently.
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There were many rooms at home, and Qin Dongling also liked the hustle and bustle, so he moved into the Fu family with Sun Shifu, and the two old people always revolved around Xiaoyi.
Without any worries, Jiang Yuman and Fu Haitang rushed into the General Political Department to prepare for the art performance.
The military region's performance is coming up, and everyone wants to present the most perfect effect. However, they focus on details, which is boring and tedious.
But they also worked hard to get such an opportunity.
The female soldiers would practice a small movement over and over again, and would not give up even if their clothes were soaked with sweat.
Jiang Yuman came back later and later. One day, when she walked in at night, she found that Political Commissar Zhuo, her eldest daughter-in-law, and her granddaughter were all there.
"You're home so late. Xiaoman has been really busy lately." Seeing her come in, Political Commissar Zhuo turned around and said to Qin Dongling.
Qin Dongling nodded and asked, "Have you eaten?"
"I've eaten. Uncle Zhuo and sister-in-law are here?" Jiang Yuman was washing in the yard and greeted Political Commissar Zhuo.
"This kid," Political Commissar Zhuo said helplessly, "I told you to call me godfather, but you're still being so awkward and calling me uncle."
Fu Siyi, who was originally in his father's arms, heard his mother's movement, struggled to get off the ground, and stayed in her arms and acted coquettishly.
"Your little Yi is good-looking and has a good personality," Mrs. Zhuo sighed, "My two older ones didn't want to stay in my arms when they were little."
Ever since the Ni Wei incident, Political Commissar Zhuo has been in a bad mood.
Zhuo Yunqi was often not at home, so in order to fulfill her responsibilities as a daughter, Zhuo's wife followed him all the time except when he was at the military headquarters.
Jiang Yuman also had a good impression of this warm-hearted sister-in-law. "He's just hot-headed and will try to break free in a moment."
No one knows a child better than his mother. As expected, after Xiaoyi had had enough of his father's love, he didn't want to stay in his father's arms anymore and ran around in the living room.
Youyou, with pigtails, sat among several big children, watching Xiaoyi running around.
Even Jiang Yuman had to sigh that this was the difference between girls and boys.
"Xiaoyi is fine. He shouldn't be as noisy as the two older ones in my family." Mrs. Zhuo seemed to be looking at Jiang Yuman's thoughts and comforted her with a few words.
Jiang Yuman nodded.
In fact, she was just talking about it. After all, although her son was naughty, no one in the family disliked him.
Needless to say, the parents-in-law love her like their lifeblood. Even Fu Jingchen is a loving father.
When Xiaoyi grows up, she must act as a strict mother, otherwise the boy will have nothing to be afraid of at home.
Jiang Yuman thought as she stared at her son in a daze.
Fu Siyi was very small, at the most adorable age, running back and forth between the adults. Political Commissar Zhuo looked at him cheerfully, with a gentle and tolerant attitude.
It must be that the grandchildren of other families are well-behaved, unlike the two little devils in his family.
After running for a while, Xiaoyi got tired. When he reached the middle of the run, he bent down and stared at the ball in the pomelo in a daze.
Mrs. Zhuo smiled and said, "Xiaoyi, play with your sister." Youyou is older than Xiaoyi.
Hearing his own name, Fu Siyi raised his head, looked at Mrs. Zhuo, his mother, grandparents, and then turned back to look at Youyou.
The accident happened at this moment.
He suddenly leaned forward and kissed Youyou's pretty little face.
Political Commissar Zhuo's eyes suddenly widened.
"Oh!" Jiang Yuman quickly stepped forward and hugged him, "How could you kiss your sister?"
As she spoke, she glanced at Fu Jingchen. Both the husband and wife were angry and amused.
Youyou was completely unaware that she was being taken advantage of. She was playing with the ball in her body, and was a little curious about her father's reaction.
"It's okay," Mrs. Zhuo couldn't stop laughing, "They are all children, which means Xiaoyi likes his sister."
His granddaughter was kissed right under his nose, and the culprit was his best friend's grandson!
Political Commissar Zhuo had no intention of speaking out, and he no longer had the interest to sit at the Fu family's house, so he quickly went back with his granddaughter.
On the way, he complained to his daughter-in-law, "Jingchen is steady and self-controlled, but Xiaoyi is so cunning at such a young age that he knows how to kiss girls secretly."
They were already ten years old before, but they still didn't dare to hold a girl's hand... Of course, this is not the most important thing.
The most important thing is that his precious granddaughter was taken advantage of right under his nose.
Although he had thought his friend's grandson was perfect in every way before, after this incident, the alarm in Political Commissar Zhuo's heart had already sounded.
"It's just a child's joke, it's okay." Mrs. Zhuo took it easy.
She was still having some wild thoughts in her mind, thinking that even if it was really Xiaoyi, it wouldn't be impossible.
Look at Jiang Yuman and Fu Jingchen, their son will definitely be extraordinary in the future. It will be hard to find such a son-in-law even with a lantern.
Political Commissar Zhuo didn't even know that his daughter-in-law had already thought of this in just one sentence.
He was silent for a moment, as if remembering something, and asked, "What's going on with Boss lately? Why aren't you home?"
Speaking of her husband, Mrs. Zhuo also put away the smile on her face and said, "I don't know."
Ever since his daughter was born, Zhuo Yunqi has been going home less and less.
On the surface, he was still the model husband, but in reality, the time they spent in bed together was very few.
She was always tied up with her two children, taking care of the family in an orderly manner. It was natural for Zhuo Yunqi not to go home and be busy with all the affairs of the military.
"How can the Ministry of Foreign Affairs be that busy?" Political Commissar Zhuo said with dismay, "Look at Fu Jia, he's always at home. What is he busy with?"
Boss, you've been getting more and more outrageous lately.
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