Chapter 83 Children's Words

Zhao Jianjun and the leaders of the previous factory proposed that in the office building of the second factory, everyone had already begun to imagine a better life in the future.

Everyone present had been controlled by Factory 1 for many years. Factory 2 needed to get approval from Factory 1 before buying anything, and it also needed Factory 1 to hold a meeting and agree to build a new factory area. It can be said that every step of Factory 2's progress was under the supervision of Factory 1. It had no freedom and was restricted in every way.

Kong Zhenzhen couldn't help but yearn: "If we can be independent, we can approve the purchase of raw materials in the future. If we want to apply for factory expansion, we can just report to the army. We don't have to look at the factory's face. Just think about how comfortable it will be!"

Ma Defa raised his head from his poetry collection: "The revolution will soon succeed!"

Seeing that they had opened the champagne in advance, Lin Xiang wanted to join in, but she was worried that Factory 1 might not be so willing.

Sure enough, Zhao Jianjun came back from a factory an hour later, sat down at his desk with an unexpected look on his face, and when he opened the lid of the enamel cup, he used too much force and the lid hit the edge of the cup, making a crisp sound.

He took a big gulp of tea and finally calmed down.

"Director, Factory 1 didn't agree?" Kong Zhenzhen could see that things were not going smoothly.

"Hmm!" Zhao Jianjun was so embarrassed that he put down the enamel cup heavily. The bottom of the cup hit the desk with another crisp sound. He was really upset. "Director Huang said he would think about it, but Secretary Tang refused and said it didn't make sense! What kind of talk is that!"

Kong Zhenzhen pouted: "He definitely doesn't want to. He used to want to get rid of our factory, but now that we've grown, he can't bear to do so."

Lin Xiang naturally understood that if you were a useless thing that was holding them back, they would want to cut you off. But if you were a popular commodity, they would never be willing to cut you off.

However, Factory 2 has also brought benefits to Factory 1 for several years, so it is the most reasonable thing for them to propose to become independent today.

"Is there any hope for this?" Lin Xiang was not sure whether the power structure of 119 was such that only Director Huang and Secretary Tang could make the final decision, or whether "can we apply to the army?"

After all, this is a factory under the name of the military. Although it has full authority and does not participate in specific production and management, its status is still there.

"I'll try to break through from Director Huang's side." Zhao Jianjun knew in his heart that this matter could not be rushed.

For this reason, Zhao Jianjun met with Factory Director Huang several times. Despite Secretary Tang's reluctance, the factory still democratically held a leadership meeting to discuss the matter.

This time, Zhao Jianjun really saw how those workshop directors who used to look down on Factory 2 now voted against it.

Song Ming, the director of the second canned fish workshop, was very angry: "Zhao Jianjun, when your second factory was in such a mess, the first factory didn't even say they would throw you away. Now that you have developed, you can't wait to leave the first factory."

As soon as these words came out, others began to whisper and echoed his words.

Everyone has different thoughts and what they measure is rights and interests.

Zhao Jianjun smiled, but his words were chilling: "Didn't you say throw us away? Except for Director Huang who insisted on keeping us, didn't everyone else want to throw us away at the beginning?"

Don't judge him for not knowing.

At that time, Factory No. 2 was so disliked. Everyone looked down on Factory No. 2. At Factory No. 1 alone, there were countless proposals to close Factory No. 2 or merge it into Factory No. 1 to turn it into a small workshop and dismiss the workers at will. Only Director Huang was willing to give Factory No. 2 a chance, which saved some spark of hope.

However, Factory 2 was indeed protected by the glorious Factory 1 during those years, and was able to survive. Zhao Jianjun was not an ungrateful person. Factory 2 was thriving in recent years, and it often gave back to Factory 1. It was considered that he had done his utmost to propose independence now.

But some people are still using old calendars to talk about the past, which is somewhat unreliable.

Zhao Jianjun turned to Director Huang and Secretary Tang and said, "Leaders, the development of the Second Factory has been pretty good in the past few years. For example, at the Food and Drinks Conference last year and the year before, we also signed orders for several canned fish from the First Factory. We are not ungrateful. In addition, the benefits created in these years are all there. Now our Second Factory wants to be independent for better development, and the benefits created must be handed over to the troops, which is no different from before. Besides, if it is still the same as now, we have to ask for instructions from the First Factory for any decision we make. Not only will it waste time and energy, but if it really affects the opportunity, it will also be a loss to the troops."

At the leadership team meeting, everyone heard Zhao Jianjun's heartfelt words and looked at each other in silence.

After the meeting, the news that the two factories wanted to become independent naturally spread in a small area.

Several workshop managers gathered together and whispered: "It seems that Factory 2 is determined to become independent."

"If they want to leave, just let them go. Do you really think our factory can't do without them?"

"Well, that's not the case. The Second Factory has indeed helped us a lot in the past two years. Take the Food and Drinks Conference for example. If they hadn't firmly occupied the sponsorship quota and helped us sign some contracts, we wouldn't have been able to open up sales channels in other provinces and cities so easily."

"What can I do? My wings have grown strong and I want to fly."

When Qin Yangbo, the director of the shrimp sauce workshop, returned to the workshop, several people from the leadership team came over to inquire about the matter.

Ordinary workers may not have heard of it yet, but these small leaders still have some clues.

He Zhigang, the head of the fermentation group, asked anxiously, "Director, is the second plant really going to be independent?"

"Yeah." Qin Yangbo was not surprised by such a proposal, and he was the only one who abstained from voting just now.

He could see that with the current capabilities of the Second Factory, it would eventually fly away.

Deputy Director Liu Qingshan couldn't help but sigh: "Who would have thought before that they would actually take the initiative to leave a factory."

Fang Yuan, the leader of the mixing team, muttered to himself, "Do the factory leaders agree?"

Qin Yangbo shook his head: "It has not been decided yet, we need to discuss it later. You guys should stop being curious and asking questions all day long, just do your own thing."

As soon as Director Qin spoke, everyone could only scatter like birds and beasts.

On the other side, Yu Zhixin and Song Ming, the managers of two fish canning workshops, went to the workshop together, whispering to each other from time to time.

Song Ming was still dissatisfied: "It is said that one should remember the well-digger when drinking water. If this is not ungrateful, what else can the Second Factory do?"

Yu Zhixin doesn't really care: "Whether it's independent or not, the money earned by the two factories is used to subsidize the troops. In fact, the difference is not that big. In recent years, the second factory has been doing well."

"You are quite open-minded..." Song Ming muttered.

The news that Factory 2 wanted to go independent gradually spread among the leadership team of Factory 1 and spread to some small leadership circles. However, in order to stabilize the morale of the troops, Factory Director Huang issued a clear order not to spread the news.

Therefore, this matter did not spread to the general working class.

Instead, the disturbance occurred at the Shiwei Food Factory, which was hundreds of kilometers away.

In the factory director's office, Director Qiu took the envelope from his secretary, opened it, and couldn't help but smile. The joy from the inside out aroused the curiosity of Qiu Xiuping and Zhou Hongfei.

"Uncle, what good news is there?" Qiu Xiuping knew the origin of the letter her uncle received must be related to the 119 Food Factory.

Factory Director Qiu put away the letter, put it back into the envelope and threw it into the drawer. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "119 Food Factory is going to be split up. Is this a good thing?"

After two years of waiting, Director Qiu finally got his chance.

Once 119 disintegrates and splits up, Shiwei will surely find an opportunity and make good on its efforts to maintain sales of canned food in the factory over the past two years. By then, it will have to surpass 119 Factory.

Zhou Hongfei's eyes lit up: "That's great! If the second factory hadn't expanded its network in the past two years, occupied the free sponsorship position of the National Food and Drinks Conference, and had established connections with the provincial party committee, the first factory would have been defeated by us long ago. It's good that they split up."

After the meeting, Director Qiu sent the two away and asked his secretary to write back. He held a big front door between his fingers, and his knuckles trembled twice, and the thick cigarette ash fell down: "Tell him to actively promote the separation of 119 when necessary. But don't expose yourself."

The secretary bent over the tea table and wrote quickly: "Yes, Director."

The fragrance of Daqianmen is rich and cannot be compared with ordinary brands of cigarettes. He held the butt in his mouth and exhaled a white circle of enjoyment. Director Qiu sighed: "It is still very useful to us."

"Understood." The secretary packed the reply letter and took it away to mail it.

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The proposal of the second factory to become independent was temporarily deadlocked. Zhao Jianjun was not in a hurry. After all, it was only a matter of time for the second factory to become independent after its development. In the final analysis, it still had to cooperate with the first factory for mutual benefit.

Lin Xiang understood Director Zhao's feelings. Although he often cursed at Factory 1 and complained about the factory director, secretary and some snobbish workshop managers in Factory 1 behind their backs, he had experienced Factory 1 dragging Factory 2 for a long time and gave Factory 2 a chance. Director Zhao only hoped to become independent smoothly and steadily.

Things cannot be rushed, and Lin Xiang herself is studying to prepare for the college entrance examination which will be resumed at the end of the year.

She asked Song Qingya, a primary school teacher in the military area, to find some books from primary school to junior high school, and found an excuse that she was planning to set up an anti-illiteracy class in the factory to improve the cultural level of the workers.

Of course, as the scale of the second factory continued to expand, setting up a blind class should have been put on the agenda.

During the past two years, the area of ​​the second factory has doubled, the number of workshops has increased, and a playground and activity area have been added, with places for volleyball, basketball and table tennis. A large auditorium has also been built that can accommodate seven or eight hundred people.

The number of employees in the factory office increased threefold. Lin Xiang and Kong Zhenzhen selected some workers with high cultural level to participate in the anti-blindness classes and gave them bonuses.

In order to enhance the enthusiasm of workers, post-study exam rewards have also been added.

Lin Xiang also took the opportunity to review the knowledge from her high school textbooks, and quietly hinted to others to read the books as well.

But Kong Zhenzhen didn't understand these hints at all, and continued knitting her sweater: "Xiao Lin, you are just too ambitious, I can't learn from you."

Lin Xiang: "..."

I have also abandoned the high school knowledge for many years, so I might as well take refuge in him for the time being.

Fortunately, she had excellent grades since childhood, so it was not too difficult for her to pick up high school knowledge. While reading and studying day after day, she welcomed the upcoming wedding banquet of Zhou Yuezhu and Shen Jianming.

Two years ago, Shen Jianming was seriously injured, which actually made Zhou Yuezhu's father open up and no longer objected to the two young people talking about dating.

Now he has worked hard and achieved good results, being promoted from deputy battalion commander to battalion commander. He can be said to be a promising young man.

The relationship between the two was stable, and Zhou Yuezhu was also at the age of marriage. After both parties discussed it and their parents met again, the marriage was naturally decided.

In mid-June, the two will hold their wedding banquet at a state-owned hotel.

A week before the wedding, Shen Jianming's parents rushed to the 119th Army. Both sides prepared the betrothal gifts and dowry, bought the furniture and various daily necessities in advance, and moved into the new home assigned by the army.

Zhou Yuezhu let her mother and cousin's wife help her with her wedding arrangements, and she also had a little niece to keep her company.

"Aunt, what is marriage?" Little Coconut has recently heard adults talking about her aunt getting married, but she doesn't understand. She thinks and thinks in her little head, but still doesn't know what marriage is.

Zhou Yuezhu loved her little niece very much. There was no other little baby as lovely as her in the world. She picked up Little Coconut and kissed her chubby face warmly, patiently explaining, "Marriage means that your aunt is going to start a family with your Uncle Shen. Do you still remember Uncle Shen?"

"Remember." Little Coconut nodded, "Uncle Shen gave me candy."

"Yes, Uncle Shen loves to buy you candies." Zhou Yuezhu continued, "Aunt and Uncle Shen are getting married, and there will be a wedding banquet. Many people will come to liven up the party, and everyone will eat candies, eat meals, and drink wedding wine. After the wedding banquet, Aunt and Uncle Shen will be a family, just like your father and mother. Do you understand?"

The little coconut chicken nodded like pecking at rice: "I understand~"

Lin Xiang and He Hongyuan came along to help arrange their cousin's wedding. They listened attentively to the conversation between the aunt and nephew. When little Yezi came down from her aunt's arms, she jumped towards them on her two short legs and opened her arms to ask her mother to hold her.

Lin Xiang had a pair of scissors and red paper in her hands. She had just cut out half of a Chinese character for "happiness". She quickly raised her hand and walked away from her daughter: "Mom has a pair of scissors. Let Dad hold me."

Little Coconut immediately changed his target, and the little one raised his head and said to his father: "Ba Ba, hold me~"

He Hongyuan picked up the girl with one hand and asked, "What did you just say to your aunt?"

"We're talking about getting married."

Lin Xiang was busy with two things at once. While she was cutting paper, she asked her daughter, "Do you understand what marriage is?"

"I understand, Liao~" Little Coconut said confidently, "Marriage means eating candy."

Lin Xiang & He Hongyuan: ...

So after listening for a long time, you only heard the word "eat candy".

Now that the great movement has ended, society has become more relaxed, even the holding of banquets has been relaxed a lot.

Lin Xiang accompanied Yuezhu to buy red cloth for her wedding dress, and He Guifang accompanied Feng Li to choose dishes for the six-table banquet booked at the state-owned hotel on the island.

After the two young girls came out of the tailor shop and met at the state-owned hotel, they also joined in choosing dishes.

There are mostly seafood here, and various kinds of fish, shrimp and crab are naturally served on the table. Hard dishes like pork are indispensable. In addition, chicken and duck are added to make it particularly rich.

On the way back, Zhou Yuezhu's only worry was: "Cousin, my second uncle and his family will come, and my cousin..."

When I get married, my second uncle's family will naturally come. At that time, my second uncle and my cousin, the father and son who are enemies, will meet. Oh, yes, there's also Zhou Hongfei... Zhou Yuezhu felt a headache just thinking about it.

Lin Xiang was more open-minded. Over the past few years, He Hongyuan had become much calmer. Besides, it was Yuezhu's wedding day, so at most she could just ignore Zhou Shengqiang's family.

She smiled and said, "Don't worry. Your cousin is holding Little Coconut every day and doesn't care about other things. Besides, it's your big event. We are not important. We are here to bless you and share your happiness. Don't worry about these things. But when the seats are arranged, please pay attention. Our family will sit separately from them."

"Okay! I will definitely pay attention to this." Zhou Yuezhu naturally couldn't arrange the two groups of people at the same table. Even if she didn't say it, her parents understood this.

On the day of Zhou Yuezhu's wedding, the family compound began to get lively.

Lin Xiang and her mother-in-law got up at dawn and prepared to go to Zhou's house to help.

This time, it was He Hongyuan who had an easy job, as he only had to take care of the baby.

They woke up at once, sat on the bed and watched Lin Xiang change her clothes, braid her hair and apply cream, and without turning back, she reminded him, "Little Coconut, follow your daddy obediently today. Mommy is going to help your aunt."

After waking up, Little Coconut always feels dazed for half an hour, with his soft black hair flying around in disarray. He nods with a confused look in his eyes, and his two little hands are still shaking the wave drum.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?" Lin Xiang changed into a blue floral blouse today, with two shiny braids draped over her shoulders, and she looked full of energy.

Little Coconut immediately shook his head, and his chubby little hands immediately patted his father's big hands: "No need to sleep, let's play~"

He Hongyuan picked up his daughter and said, "Okay, let's go over there early to see your aunt and uncle."

He turned around and looked at his wife: "We will come over later."

Lin Xiang was in a hurry to leave. She straightened her skirt and went downstairs, saying in a hurry, "Okay, remember to give her breakfast."

"OK."

After He Hongyuan took his daughter to brush her teeth, wash her face and change her clothes, the rare time for her to take care of the baby alone was over.

"Let's go find your mother." He Hongyuan, holding his daughter in one hand, prepared to leave.

"Ba Ba! Ba Ba!" Little Coconut poked Ba Ba's strong arm with his little hand, and pointed at his own little head anxiously.

He Hongyuan didn't understand: "What's wrong?"

"Hair~" Little Coconut asked his burly father for a hairstyle, "I want two small braids."

He Hongyuan: “…?”

After a while, Captain He, who had tried to braid the hair four times, failed. The two, big and small, stared at each other in embarrassment.

Little Coconut looked at his father with his big, innocent eyes: "Baba, don't you know how to braid your hair?"

The tone was so shocking that it was heartbreaking.

He Hongyuan pursed his lips tightly. How could he lose face in front of the young lady? "How is that possible? Your father knows everything. How difficult is it to braid a braid?"

Little Coconut looked at his father expectantly, his clear eyes sparkling.

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Because of Zhou Shenghuai's relationship, many comrades-in-arms and almost everyone in the hospital came to join in the fun and watch the wedding of Brigade Commander Zhou's daughter with joy.

Lin Xiang and He Guifang came over early in the morning to help. The elders made various arrangements while Lin Xiang went to the upstairs bedroom to help take care of it.

Zhou Yuezhu was wearing a bright red wedding dress, which was gorgeous and extremely beautiful. She attracted attention just by standing there.

"She's so beautiful. Look at her figure. When Captain Shen comes later, won't he be staring at her?" Lin Xiang joked. Zhou Yuezhu exclaimed twice and blushed, but she couldn't help but look forward to it.

When Shen Jianming came over from the army to pick up the bride, the downstairs instantly became lively. Lin Xiang had watched many such happy events over the years and was happy every time.

Seeing a newlywed couple offering tea to their elders, she found a familiar figure among the crowd.

"Mommy! Mommy!" Little Coconut also saw his mother and waved his hands high in his father's arms.

Lin Xiang almost couldn't hold back her laughter when she saw the lady's hairstyle. What is this?

The lady's beautiful hair was a little messy, with two hair ties tying up some of the hair ends, leaving more hair loose, highlighting the messy beauty.

Those who don’t know might think that Little Coconut came from the Beggars’ Gang.

"Is this the hair your dad braided for you?" Lin Xiang hurriedly took off the hair tie on the child's head and braided her hair into a pigtail braid again.

Little Coconut nodded: "Yes, Baba said he can do everything!"

Lin Xiang glanced at the man, but saw He Hongyuan avoiding her gaze guiltily.

The man tried to argue: "Almost the same, our daughter is good-looking, she looks good in everything."

Lin Xiang: ...see if I believe you or not!

After re-braiding her hair into two beautiful pigtail braids, little Coconut kept touching them with her little hands, happily smiling with her little milk teeth showing, and watched her aunt get married with her parents.

When Little Coconut grabbed the delicious sweet candy from the crowd, he thought, getting married is all about eating candy!

I was right~

The wedding ceremony ended early in the morning. Jiang Weijun and Song Qingya also came with their son. Zhang Huafeng and Yan Min came over with ease to hold other people's children.

One of them held Jiang Sheng, and the other held He Lin, they were so happy.

He Hongyuan and Jiang Weijun teased Zhang Huafeng: "Yan Min has moved behind the scenes, are you planning to have a baby?"

After being married for more than three years, Yan Min's dancing skills had almost reached the point where she needed to make a transition. She has now been trained behind the scenes in the art troupe and is recognized by the troupe as the person who will take over as the troupe's director.

Zhang Huafeng was envious of other people's children: "Wait, we will have seven or eight of them soon and surpass you."

Yan Min was holding Little Coconut. Upon hearing this, she glared at her husband and scolded him with a smile: "Zhang Huafeng, give birth to seven or eight children? Who do you think I am? If you want to have children, go ahead and have them yourself."

Zhang Huafeng shook his head and winked wildly at his wife, hinting: "Let me put it this way, we must strike a blow against the arrogance of these two people!"

The group of people laughed and chatted all the way to the state-owned hotel on the island.

Representatives of the newlyweds' relatives and friends had all arrived, and were being greeted and entertained by their parents. Lin Xiang, He Hongyuan and He Guifang walked behind, watching Little Coconut jumping and running forward, and they ran into the state-owned hotel first.

When she looked up, Lin Xiang saw Zhou Shengqiang's family who had just arrived.

The family of three came over and were arranged by Zhou Shenghuai to sit at the first table on the left, where they were chatting with some old comrades.

Hearing the noise at the door, Zhou Shengqiang's eyes suddenly drifted over and landed on He Hongyuan for a moment, and he saw that his eldest son did not even look at him and sat down on the other side.

Zhou Shenghuai witnessed this scene and whispered to his second brother: "Second brother, today is Yuezhu's big day, you and Hongyuan must not..."

"Okay, am I such a tactless person?" Zhou Shengqiang said seriously.

Zhou Shenghuai glanced at his second brother, only to see that his eyes were closely following the little coconuts running around the field, and he secretly complained in his heart.

It’s not certain!

The guests sat down one after another. Zhou Shenghuai and Feng Li were full of joy, and they were busy receiving the guests with Shen Jianming's parents. Although the two old comrades still did not get along with each other and always sneered at each other when they met, their relationship had improved a little in recent years.

Especially when most people were seated and ready to eat, a long-lost familiar figure walked in through the door.

The old leader who was criticized and demoted back then is here too!

Last year, after the great movement ended, a number of people were rehabilitated and their identities, reputations and positions were restored. Former leaders Zhou Shenghuai and Shen Liqun were also rehabilitated at the beginning of this year.

It was just that the old leader was old and had suffered a lot in the past few years. His health was not as good as before, so he just retired and enjoyed his old age. Zhou Shenghuai also went to visit him.

Today, the old leader came with the help of his family to attend the wedding banquet of the children of two of his old subordinates.

"Master Ding!" Zhou Shenghuai looked at his old leader's trembling appearance and couldn't help but burst into tears again.

Shen Liqun also went forward and supported the old leader on the other side.

Zhou Yuezhu, who was wearing a red wedding dress, and Shen Jianming, who was wearing a military uniform, called out respectfully, "Master Ding, please sit down."

Commander Ding had aged noticeably, but when he looked at the younger generation now, his face was covered with wrinkles from smiling, and his back was bent like a bow, no longer as straight and brave as it used to be.

"Okay, okay, Sheng Huai and Li Qun used to quarrel a lot, and they had a lot of fights. I didn't expect that today, your children are getting married. This is great news."

Zhou Shenghuai knew that it was not easy for the old leader to wait until the day of vindication, so he did not dare to ask for more. He was filled with emotion: "Yes, it is indeed a great joyous event, Master Ding, you have to eat more today, let Yuezhu and Jianming toast you."

Master Ding, who was rarely in high spirits, nodded and said, "Of course I will. I won't even drink from you and Liqun, but I will drink from Yuezhu and Jianming."

Shen Liqun also laughed heartily: "Old Zhou, our face is no longer useful, we are not as good as these young people."

Lin Xiang was at the table next to her urging her daughter not to eat any more sweets, but her eyes kept drifting over there. She was thinking that she had heard Uncle Zhou talk about the old leader who had been demoted, and she didn't expect to see him in person today.

No matter what, it is not easy to survive and have a good old age.

Today is really a day of joy.

However, when Zhou Shengqiang's family came over, Lin Xiang looked at her husband and mother-in-law again. They both seemed unaffected and treated them as air, which was not bad.

The banquet officially began. Little Coconut, who had just been feeling aggrieved because his mother didn't allow him to eat candy, suddenly forgot his awkwardness and ate the delicious meat and vegetables with his little mouth.

After drinking half a bowl of coconut chicken soup, her little mouth was greasy. Her father peeled the shrimps for her and put them in the bowl. Little Coconut took big bites of them. The sweet shrimp meat was her favorite.

Her mother gave her another piece of fish, a large piece of fish belly, boneless and delicious.

Grandma also took the trouble to give her a small piece of braised pork, which made little Coconut's mouth even shinier.

Little Coconut loves to eat rice, vegetables and meat, and does not require adults to worry about her at all. Sometimes her parents have to stop her from eating too much, otherwise she will not be able to digest the food and will have food accumulation.

But Jiang Sheng on the opposite side is different. He doesn't like to eat properly and only likes snacks. At this moment, Jiang Weijun and Song Qingya are trying hard to coax the child to eat. Song Qingya plays the good cop and Jiang Weijun plays the bad cop. Jiang Sheng finally succumbs to the power of his father who is about to lose his temper and can only eat obediently and resignedly.

Yan Min and Zhang Huafeng found this very interesting. Even though they haven't become parents yet, they have already seen different ways of raising children.

"Look how difficult it is to take care of a child." Yan Min sighed sincerely.

She moved behind the scenes at the beginning of the year, and the art troupe was taken over by younger newcomers. The two were a little nervous and anxious when they were in the stage of having a child.

Zhang Huafeng whispered to her: "It's okay, I can take as many as you want."

Yan Min couldn't help rolling his eyes: "Stop it! Ugh~"

While talking to the man, Yan Min suddenly felt uncomfortable in her stomach and wanted to vomit.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Huafeng shouted, attracting the attention of everyone at the table. He hurriedly scooped a bowl of coconut chicken soup for his lover, "Are you choking?"

"My stomach feels uncomfortable." Yan Min didn't care much.

Lin Xiang and Song Qingya, who were already pregnant, looked at each other and said in unison: "Could she be pregnant?"

They are so experienced!

After lunch that day, Yan Min and Zhang Huafeng rushed to the military hospital for a check-up, while the other guests were still chatting and reminiscing in the state-owned hotel that had been booked for the day, enjoying the rare leisure time.

More than an hour later, Yan Min and Zhang Huafeng came back and winked at a few people. Lin Xiang immediately understood that she was really pregnant!

"Congratulations! Now you are really going to be a father and a mother."

But no one said anything. Zhang Huafeng was still superstitious in his heart. If others didn't tell anyone during the first three months of pregnancy, he wouldn't tell anyone either!

Just hold it in! Hold it in and have fun!

Little Coconut didn't know what the adults were talking about mysteriously. She just wanted to play, so she held Jiang Sheng's hand and ran around, and got along well with the other brothers and sisters who came with their family to eat.

Zhou Hongfei caught a glimpse of a little girl wearing a pink jade bracelet running nearby. When he saw her clearly, he remembered that this was He Hongyuan's daughter.

He knew what was going on, and when he turned around, he saw his father staring at the girl again, his eyes almost filled with love.

Oh.

Zhou Shengqiang was indeed staring at his granddaughter. Even though He Hongyuan didn't recognize him, the granddaughter was so young that she had no idea about the grudges between adults.

Especially since the child was so cute, like a New Year's picture doll, he couldn't help himself. When the little coconut jumped to his side, he tried to lower his voice and whispered as softly as possible: "He Lin, Lin Lin."

Little Coconut suddenly looked up at the unfamiliar old man, his dark pupils showing some confusion: "Who are you? How do you know my name?"

The granddaughter's babyish words almost melted Zhou Shengqiang's heart. He only had two sons in his life, but unfortunately one of them had a rift with him, and the other was rebellious and irritating. How could he have ever experienced the cuteness of such a little girl?

"I'm your grandpa." Zhou Shengqiang couldn't wait to hear his granddaughter call him grandpa. Even if his eldest son didn't recognize him, it didn't matter. It was enough for his granddaughter to call him grandpa. "Do you know grandpa? Come on, call me grandpa, and I'll give you candy."

Little Coconut pouted and took two steps back. His chubby face looked serious. His brows were furrowed as he thought seriously. He looked a lot like his father, He Hongyuan.

She opened her mouth and shouted, "You are not!"

Zhou Shengqiang was anxious for a moment, and the sadness in his heart melted away. He tried desperately to prove himself: "I am your grandpa, Linlin, I really am your grandpa."

"You're talking nonsense! Baba said my grandpa died a long time ago!" When Little Coconut was one year and seven months old, he saw that Jiang Sheng had a grandpa and a grandmother, but he only had a grandmother, so he asked his parents where his grandpa was.

She clearly remembered that her father said that grandpa had died a long time ago and would never come back.

Little Coconut only needs his father, mother and grandmother.

Zhou Shengqiang's heart was shocked and he almost vomited blood out of anger.

What is He Hongyuan teaching his children!!!

Little Coconut would not be fooled. Her mother also said that there are bad people out there who love to kidnap children.

She turned around and ran towards her parents, yelling, "Baba, Mom, a trafficker is trying to kidnap me! I'm in danger."