Chapter 235 Sister-in-law, please don't make things difficult for me

In the corridor, the women who were cooking all looked towards the Zhai family. Zhao Cuilan from next door had her eyes rolling around, her ears pricked up, and she was casually frying vegetables in the pot with a spatula in her hand.

Zhai Ximo's handsome face was cold and hard. He walked straight into the small living room and then into the room.

"What do you want to do?!" Without having time to stop the man from breaking into her private space, Wang Ziru wiped the tears from the child's face and hurriedly followed him into the house.

The man sat on her bed, legs apart, in a negotiating posture.

"What did Commander Duan say? Is he going to demote me?" Zhai Ximo sat down on the edge of the bed and asked with his head raised.

Wang Ziru finally understood the man's purpose. He just wanted to find out how Commander Duan would deal with him.

Leaning against the door, Wang Ziru's eyes flickered, deliberately striking the man: "It's already like this, Wen Yiting is in jail, and you can't just shed a layer of skin along with her? Is that reasonable?"

"Is this the reason why you have become close to Commander Duan these days?"

His eyes were wide open, bloodshot and filled with fear and disbelief. "If I were destroyed, do you think you could stay out of it?"

"If you hadn't dragged Han Suijing into this, I wouldn't have asked the commander to investigate you."

"We are husband and wife after all, you are so cruel to me..."

Zhai Ximo stood up from the bed, staggered a few steps, and hit his back heavily against the door, but he didn't feel any pain at all. Tears of regret and pain rolled down his face.

Suddenly, Zhai Ximo grabbed Wang Ziru's shoulders and shook her violently, saying, "I come from a humble background. If I don't make a name for myself in the army, what can I do after I retire? Will I make a living in the fields like my brother?"

"Not only now, but you will always have Han Suijing as your trump card in the future. Ha, now that you have achieved your wish, do you need to congratulate me?"

Wang Ziru raised her arms and waved away the man's claws. "If you are so disgusting, you should go and accompany Wen Yiting. It would be best if you can take Wen Yiting to live in your shabby thatched cottage and see if she can still say she loves you."

"Mom, are we going back to our hometown?" Baoer stood outside the door, raised his little face and looked at his parents.

The boy has seen his parents quarrel several times, and he is no longer as worried and afraid as before.

But he didn't like his father being so cruel to his mother.

I also don’t like to see my mother scolding my father fiercely.

"No! Mom will take you to live in a big house, eat the best food and drink the best drinks, find you a new father who is rich and powerful, and then we will trample the people of the Zhai family under our feet." Wang Ziru had a ferocious face as if she was treating an enemy, and she deliberately spoke with gritting her teeth.

Bao Er suddenly hugged her father's legs and said, "But I don't want a new father. I just want my own father."

Zhai Ximo felt as if he had been stabbed by a woman with an extremely sharp knife. When he turned around, he found Baoer was helping him stop the bleeding!

How ironic!

Now he has lost his family and the most promising job in the army, and will never have the chance of promotion in the future.

Zhai Ximo slowly bent over, picked up the child, and buried his whole face in the child's chest. He had already burst into tears. Finally, he asked, "Bao'er, if Daddy no longer has a job in the army, are you still willing to go back to your hometown with Daddy?"

"Dad, don't cry..."

Baoer had already accepted his father. His eyes were red and he nodded his head. "Dad, don't cry. If the army doesn't like us, we can just go home."

“……”Wang Ziru was shocked by the child’s words.

Does this stinky man think that at this point he can still bring someone else's son back to his hometown with justification?

If I had known this would happen, why would I have dragged Han Suijing into this?

Shameless!

When Zhai Ximo left the family compound, the women cooking in the corridor all stared at the man with his face buried.

But you can also tell that he just cried.

Some people couldn't help but sigh and said sympathetically: "It seems that Deputy Colonel Zhai still loves his wife. Since Wen Yiting has been investigated by the army, the couple should live a good life and not get divorced."

"Oh! We have no right to interfere in other people's affairs."

At the regiment headquarters, Han Suijing and Fu Xun came back from the training ground. As soon as they entered the office, they saw a lot of torn paper scraps on the floor.

Fu Xun followed closely and saw a pile of paper scraps beside the sofa. "The commander has come up here again, right?"

"Maybe." Han Suijing nodded lightly.

They all knew that apart from Commander Duan, there was no one else who dared to act so recklessly in the chief's office.

Han Suijing turned around and shouted to the door, "Guard! Come in and clean the room."

The new guard rushed in. If Commander Duan had not just ordered that no outsiders were allowed to enter, he would have gone in and cleaned the place up.

Han Suijing took out a piece of paper from his notebook and handed it to Fu Xun carefully.

"The mother of the child the commander is holding is my relative. If she finds you here for any reason while I am away on business, please call me immediately."

"Oh? Her husband is in the army!"

Han Suijing lowered his eyes slightly, not wanting Fu Xun to see his emotions, "A few days ago, the couple just divorced. The investigation team coming from Kun District today is investigating their divorce case."

"..." Fu Xun didn't know what to say to express his thoughts at the moment.

No wonder Commander Duan has been stationed in the 9th Division recently to oversee the handover of work here.

The Ninth Division, when Xu Changhe was in charge, didn't have so many problems before, but why is it that recently it seems like there are so many strange things happening one after another?

"Since we're divorced, it's probably not appropriate for the child and mother to still live in the family compound, right?"

"That's right! But her situation is a bit special. She has to wait until the children are on summer vacation before leaving the family home."

Han Suijing spoke calmly, as if he was talking about someone else. After a pause, he continued, "If she needs to see me for something, please call me immediately. Don't let her leave the unit before I return to Kun District on my business trip."

Now, he has learned that the child is his own flesh and blood, and that Wang Ziru had taken on a lot of pressure to protect the child. He absolutely cannot let them down again.

Fu Xun smiled and said, "I will definitely pay more attention to this matter."

He knew very well that Han Suijing would never entrust anyone with anything casually, but he treated this matter as something very important and entrusted it to him twice.

It must have been extremely important to him.

Downstairs, Commander Duan saw that his young wife and child had not come out, so he ordered Xiao Li to pick them up.

Little Li ran to the door of Zhai's house excitedly and saw mother and son sitting in the small living room. The adult was sitting on a chair and the child was sitting on a small stool, staring at each other, as if they were in a stalemate.

"Uh, sister-in-law," Xiao Li called out awkwardly.

The mother and son turned around at the same time, "What are you doing?"

"The commander is hosting a dinner tonight to welcome the new leader, and he said he would take you along." Xiao Li said briefly.

Wang Ziru held her chin with one hand and refused directly, "Tell the commander to thank us for me. We are not hungry yet."

"Mom, I'm hungry..." Baoer patted her mother's knees hurriedly, and said with grievance: "I haven't had lunch yet."

Wang Ziru rubbed the child's face and said, "I'll boil some water and cook egg noodles for you."

"But there were no eggs at home yesterday." The little boy reminded his forgetful mother with a bitter face.

Xiao Li walked in with a smile and lowered his voice, "Sister-in-law! Please don't embarrass me. The commander is waiting for you downstairs. If he can't wait for you, he will come up in person later. Can you bear it with so many eyes watching you in the family compound?"

Wang Ziru didn't know why her cheeks were burning with heat. If it wasn't for her son wanting to go out for a good meal...

When they left the family compound, Commander Duan was pacing anxiously beside the jeep.

I saw them coming out from a distance and reached out to open the back door.

When the kid came closer, Commander Duan smiled smugly on his handsome face, picked up the kid and stuffed him into the back seat, "Get in the car, Fu Xun and Han Suijing follow behind."

Wang Ziru didn't pay any special attention to the expression on Commander Duan's face, and just treated herself as a transparent person.

Then sit in the back seat.

Commander Duan pushed her and said, "Give me some space!"

"Why don't you sit in the big co-pilot's chair in the front, but squeeze in the back with us? Aren't you afraid of the heat, Commander?" Wang Ziru asked with a deliberately stern face.

"I like to sit in the back seat. Do you think I like sitting with you?"

The man's hearty laughter echoed in the car.

Soon after, Han Suijing and Fu Xun also went to the town in their own cars.

Three cars parked one after the other on the street outside the only state-owned hotel in the town.

Commander Duan got out of the car holding Baoer, teasing her, and walked into the hotel.

Wang Ziru was hesitant and didn't know how to face these men, so she followed them into the hotel, only to find that Commander Duan was going straight upstairs.

The hotel manager already knew them and warmly welcomed them upstairs.

That evening, there were two tables of guests sitting upstairs. Judging from their attire and demeanor, they should be people from a nearby factory. They also looked like they had just arrived and were ordering food from the waiter.

"Let's sit at the round table by the window. By the way, Baoer, you haven't told uncle yet why you've been home for so long? Uncle has been waiting for you and mom for a long time."

Commander Duan held the child and sat in the same seat as before.

Baoer blinked her clear eyes and looked at the amiable uncle, her eyebrows wrinkled: "Dad went back and quarreled with Mom again. He also said that the army didn't like us anymore, so we have to go back to our hometown to farm."

"Farming?"

Commander Duan raised his eyes to look at his young wife sitting next to him, and his tone suddenly became more questioning: "We're already divorced, how can you still go back to your hometown with him to farm?"

I haven't waited for Wang Ziru's answer yet.

Fu Xun led his 7-year-old only son and Han Suijing upstairs and walked over.

"Hurry up and say hello to the commander uncle!" Fu Xun patted his son's shoulder and said with a smile.

The young boy pursed his lips, first looking at Wang Ziru, and finally at the child held by Commander Duan, and called out, "Hello, uncle."

Commander Duan nodded and held Baoer up, "Go over and play with Uncle Han Suijing for a while."

Without waiting for Han Suijing to react, Wang Ziru stretched out her legs and kicked Commander Duan under the table.

"Why are you kicking me?!" Commander Duan deliberately raised her voice so that everyone could hear her 'doing evil', then looked at Han Suijing, "Come and hold the child."

Wang Ziru hissed and gave Commander Duan a displeased look.

"Hehe, the kid is so cute, you must be afraid of him, right?" Fu Xun looked at Wang Ziru calmly and immediately realized that this was the relative that Han Suijing had been talking about.

Han Suijing looked at the boy's alert expression and hesitated for a few seconds before walking over. "Baoer, would you like to come to uncle's place?"

The young man stared blankly at the stern-looking man. Although he had met him before and even had dinner together, he didn't dare to reach out his hand...

Han Suijing gently pressed Wang Ziru's shoulder with his palm and whispered, "The child is shy. If you say something, he won't be nervous."