Sheng Tunan's hearing was not as good as his wife's. Seeing that Zhan Xinyue was listening thoughtfully, he asked, "Xinyue, who is talking when mom is here?"

"Ling Kong's mother," Zhan Xinyue said, "she wants to invite me to visit the Ling family."

Every cell in Sheng Tunan's body was tense, and he asked hurriedly, "What did mom say?"

"Mom said she wanted to ask for my opinion." Zhan Xinyue replied.

On the first floor, Zheng Jie was not unhappy when he heard Dong Wushuang's words. He nodded and said lightly: "Okay." After that, he turned around and left without even saying hello.

Zheng Jie didn't want his son to find a married woman. If Ling Kong hadn't persuaded her, she would not have come out in such a hot day.

Now that the topic has been brought up, whether Zhan Xinyue goes or not, Zheng Jie will not force her.

Dong Wushuang looked at Zheng Jie's slender back, closed the gate, and rolled his eyes silently. He whispered, "Tsk, who is this person? How can the Marshal's lover be so rude?"

When passing by the trash can, Dong Wushuang directly threw the half-ruined Feizishao into it.

Zheng Jie's mother was the concubine of a military lord. Before liberation, she was quite wealthy and supported her to go to college. Later, the military lord died and her mother ran away. Zheng Jie was left alone. She did not want to bring trouble to her college lover, so she took the initiative to marry him. She changed her name and married a poor peasant with leprosy. She registered her household in the countryside and became a poor peasant herself.

Later, when the People's Liberation Army went to the countryside, Ling Feng fell in love with Zheng Jie at first sight.

As luck would have it, Zheng Jie's leprosy man 늀 died on this day!

Zheng Jie became a widow. Ling Feng gave some money to the parents of the leprous man and took Zheng Jie back to the capital.

From a rich girl to having nothing, Zheng Jie experienced the darkest moment. She lived in the countryside and suffered from having no money and no supplies.

Even after she married Ling Feng and lived a life without worries about food and clothing, she was still very frugal. Of course, she was even more frugal with other people.

The bag of lychees brought today was a gift from someone to Ling Feng. Zheng Jie was reluctant to eat them, so she only ate a little every day, but the heat got to her. She was afraid that she would get upset, so she brought them to Dong Wushuang.

Zhan Xinyue went downstairs with Shengtu Nan, and saw Feizi laughing in the trash can, "Mom, why did you throw away the lychees?"

Dong Wushuang said disdainfully, "More than half of them are broken. Zheng Jie is so shameless that he dares to give broken things away as gifts."

"By the way, Zheng Jie wants to invite you to her home, and I want to ask for your opinion." Dong Wushuang continued, "But I suggest you don't go."

"Why?" Shen Min'e was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper while waiting for dinner. When he heard his wife's words, he put the newspaper away and asked curiously.

"Zheng Jie is too stingy. If we go to her house and get some rotten fruit for Xinyue to eat, what if she gets sick?"

"Pfft," Zhan Xinyue was amused by her mother-in-law.

Sheng Tunan had a serious look on his face. Just upstairs, Zhan Xinyue suggested going to the Ling family alone to see if there was a chance to go to the study, find the basement, and find evidence of Ling Feng colluding with the enemy and selling out the country to become emperor.

Sheng Tunan wanted to go together, but Zhan Xinyue disagreed. If the two of them went together, Lingkong would definitely be on high alert and would definitely not be able to enter the study.

For the first time since the couple got married, they had a disagreement.

"Mom, since she has invited me, I might as well go over." Several people had already sat at the table. Zhan Xinyue finished a bowl of soup and spoke.

Shen Min'e said, "Xinyue, if you want to go, go ahead. If you don't want to go, don't force yourself. Marshal Ling Feng may have a bad temper, but he won't cause trouble to our family over such a small matter."

As for the hydrogen bomb, Shen Min'e still has the confidence.

Sheng Tunan nodded. He didn't want his wife to take any risks without a thorough plan.

Zhan Xinyue also knew that this trip was dangerous and would not act rashly. She nodded and said, "I will think about it carefully."

There was another dinner for four people. The eldest son went to closed training again. The fourth son and the eldest son were both in Huazhong University of Science and Technology. He called at noon and said that he was very busy recently and could not come back on Sunday.

Shen Fuyao is busier at night than during the day and rarely goes home for dinner.

Master Chen's food was naturally delicious, but Shen Tunan and Zhan Xinyue were preoccupied, so they didn't eat much and some food was left over.

Dong Wushuang put the leftovers in the refrigerator, planning to heat them up and have them for breakfast tomorrow.

Just as I finished cleaning, the phone rang.

Shen Min'e got up and went to the study to answer the phone. He came out an hour later with a smile on his face.

"I received a call from Mr. Wen, saying he would come to our house this Sunday afternoon or three days later."

Dong Wushuang was startled and was about to ask why Wen Lao came? Suddenly he remembered that Zhan Xinyue had saved Wen Mingxuan, and immediately smiled and said, "Then I have to prepare some good food early."

After that, he mocked Zheng Jie again: "Zheng Jie is more arrogant than Elder Wen. She said she was thanking people and even asked our Xinyue to go to her house. If you don't know, you would think she is the empress in the palace."

Zhan Xinyue and Sheng Tunan looked at each other. Zheng Jie knew Ling Feng's plan, but she didn't think of herself as the queen.

"Dad, Mom, I'm a little tired these two days. I, Xinyue, won't go for a walk. Let's go upstairs and have a rest first." Sheng Tunan had something on his mind and wanted to have a good talk with Zhan Xinyue.

"Okay. Take the ice upstairs, and remember to turn on the fan." Dong Wushuang took out the ice from the refrigerator, poured it into a small bucket, and handed it to Sheng Tunan.

"Thank you, Mom." Sheng Tunan took it and went back to his room with Zhan Xinyue.

I had just finished dinner and was a little sweaty. Zhan Xinyue liked cleanliness and didn't like the sticky feeling, so she took her pajamas and took a shower.

When I came out again, Sheng Tunan had already turned on the fan and placed ice cubes on the ground, emitting a slight cool breeze.

Zhan Xinyue felt refreshed instantly and sighed comfortably.

“It’s not worse than air conditioning. The main thing is that you don’t need to close the windows when you turn on the fan. The air circulation is more comfortable than staying in an air-conditioned room.”

Sheng Tunan picked up a piece of watermelon with a small fork and handed it to Zhan Xinyue: "Wife, eat some watermelon. Mom just brought it to me. She said it's a new variety developed by Academician Wu from Xinjiang. It's especially sweet."

Zhan Xinyue took it and found a large bowl of sliced ​​watermelon on the dressing table. She took a bite, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't wait to eat it all.

"It's so sweet, sweeter than the seedless watermelons I ate in my previous life."

"Yes," Sheng Tunan nodded. "When my father was developing hydrogen bombs in the Gobi Desert, he met Wu Baozhu, an academician of the local Academy of Agricultural Sciences. So far, she has cultivated more than 20 varieties of watermelons. Xinjiang has a large temperature difference between day and night, long sunshine hours, and the soil is also very suitable for growing watermelons. In addition, Academician Wu Baozhu's careful cultivation makes the watermelons especially sweet."

Zhan Xinyue ate two more pieces and nodded, "I know this. Academician Wu has realized the watermelon freedom for the Chinese people."