With Wei Jianguo's return, the news of his promotion was mentioned again.
The 29-year-old deputy division commander has attracted many people's attention.
They became more and more disgusted with Song Shuqian and wished they could take her place.
Song Shuqian doesn't care how sour they are.
She cooked a large table of dishes, and the whole family celebrated Wei Jianguo's promotion together.
"Husband, I'm drinking tea instead of wine. Congratulations on your dedication being noticed and your hard work being rewarded. All the hardships and sweat along the way have turned into the glorious light of promotion at this moment.
I also hope that in the future, on the new platform, you can fully display your ambitions and reap more wonderful results.
Our family will always be with you, so please take good care of your health on the road ahead.
Because your body not only belongs to you, but also to our family.
Don't forget, besides being a soldier, you are also my husband and the father of four children. "
Song Shuqian was moved by what she said. She liked her current life very much and also loved her husband. She only hoped that he could take good care of herself.
Wei Jianguo held his wife's hand and looked at her seriously, "I will. We have agreed that when I am old enough, I will retire and we can go and see this beautiful land together."
The couple looked at each other, picked up the teacup beside them and drank it all in one gulp.
An An Le Le also picked up the water cup and gave her blessing with a smile, "Dad, you are so awesome!
When we heard the news of your promotion, we were both so happy that we almost flew away.
The uncles said that my father was a 29-year-old deputy division commander, super young and super powerful.
We will learn from you, and when we grow up, we will also shine in our own positions.
Be a useful person. "
Wei Jianguo smiled and rubbed the two children's heads, his eyes full of relief.
The look in his eyes when he looked at his wife was soft and shining. She had brought up their two children very well.
Yueyue saw everyone raising their glasses, so she also raised her bottle anxiously to clink glasses with her father, "Dad, you are the best, and you love mom the most."
The essence is concentrated in these eight words, which made Song Shuqian blush.
This "unlucky" child.
Wei Jianguo kissed his daughter, then kissed his son, "Now that sister has finished congratulating you, Yangyang, do you have anything to say to daddy?"
Wei Jianguo, the master of balancing things, never neglects any child.
Yangyang also imitated his brother, picked up the water cup and said, "Dad got promoted, mom is happy, brothers are happy, Yangyang is happy too.
Dad is Yangyang’s role model, and he should learn from him. "
A smile appeared on his brows. What could be happier than being adored by your own children?
Song Shuqian invited everyone to eat.
She first divided the rice among the two younger ones. They didn't know how to use chopsticks yet, so they usually just used a spoon and their hands to grab the food.
An An Lele was like this when she was a child. Song Shuqian has gotten used to it and doesn't care at all.
He picked up a big bone for Wei Jianguo and said, "Try this, An An Le Le made it. And this one, they also made it.
I learned this especially to celebrate for you. "
Wei Jianguo was even happier now. He took two bites and praised his two sons highly.
No matter how mature An An and Le Le are, they are only seven years old. What child doesn't like to be praised, especially by the father they admire. Both children are so proud of themselves.
There is also Song Shuxi who supports and keeps playing supporting role.
The two boys agreed to a lot of things without thinking.
For example, from now on they will wash their own clothes, clean their own rooms, and the four horses in the house will be taken care of by them.
Song Shuqian didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt for fooling the silly boy.
Let them see the evil of human nature early on. Hehehehe. She was happy at the thought that she wouldn't have to help them wash clothes in the future.
Although she doesn't wash it very often.
Wei Jianguo looked at his wife with tender eyes.
When we first met, she was intelligent, rational, dignified and generous, but her eyes were distant and her defenses were like a solid wall.
Now, she is cunning and playful in front of her family, more like a child than An An Lele. Keep all of them in mind.
Wei Jianguo, the soldier, didn't know how to describe himself. He just felt that his wife was perfect in every way, getting more and more exciting, and so damn beautiful.
He couldn't bear to take his eyes away for a moment.
In the dead of night, the couple felt the afterglow of the climax. Wei Jianguo thought about how he felt during dinner, briefly described it, and asked, "Wife, how should I describe this?"
Song Shuqian placed her hand on the soft flesh on his waist, and used her thumb and index finger to apply force, turning it in a circle, "Not in a proper position."
"Oh, it hurts. Why should I be so serious with my wife? What do you think?
It seems that you are not tired, I have something more indecent..."
Even more frivolous, I still remember to ask myself, how should I describe it?
Intermittently, a sentence was heard, "It is as if the starlight has been washed by the years, turning from cold and clear to deep. The former sharpness is restrained and transformed into the rhyme of still water and deep flow, which makes people explore its subtlety and appreciate its unique charm."
Wei Jianguo couldn't think of this sentence himself, but it didn't matter because he could remember it.
From then on, he always liked to say this when showing off his wife. Just a few words can make you appear to be very cultured.
I'm so proud of myself.
This made Song Shuxi suffer. Every time she heard it, she felt that she was not thick-skinned enough.
His face turned red with embarrassment.
People didn't know the truth and just thought she was shy.
This is all later.
Now, Song Shuxi was drinking tea while watching An An Lele playing games with her younger brothers and sisters.
These are all games they played when they were young and are easy to learn.
An An had the authority of an older brother. When Yue Yue disobeyed, he would put on a stern face and reason with her.
It's very similar to Wei Jianguo when he's serious.
Song Shuqian still remembers that when they first got married, Wei Jianguo was 22 years old and had just come back from the battlefield. He was considered an airborne battalion commander.
In order to establish his prestige, he kept a stern face every day and was nicknamed the Cold-Faced King of Hell.
Now, he no longer needs to do anything deliberately. The three words "Wei Jianguo" alone are synonymous with reliability.
The nickname "Cold-Faced King of Hell" is still mentioned occasionally, but mostly as a joke. Wei Jianguo today has already transformed.
Majesty is no longer deliberate, but comes naturally, and friendliness is also integrated into it, combining hardness and softness.
A chubby little hand pulled Song Shuxi back to her senses.
"What happened to Yueyue?
"Mom, Yueyue wants to go out and play."
Song Shuqian picked up her daughter and said, "Yueyue, look outside. Is it very hot? If you go out now, you will get sunburned. Let's go out in the afternoon."
Yueyue didn't want to go, so she went to find Grandma Fu.
"Grandma Fu is going to rest. Yueyue, you see, Grandma Fu has to make breakfast and lunch for us. It will be too tiring for her to take care of you."
As the two children grew up, Aunt Fu's work content also changed. Basically, she didn't have to take care of the children when she cooked, and she didn't have to cook when she took the children out.
After all, Song Shuqian is not a black-hearted capitalist, and it is not appropriate to let an old lady do all the work.
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