Chapter 236 Han Suijing finally opened his mouth...

Among the three military officers present, Han Suijing is the most serious and stern, never smiling, and is simply the perfect person to stop a baby from crying at night.

Baoer looked up at the other person, and his short legs felt a little weak.

I want to get close to him, but I don't dare.

"What's the matter? You still don't dare to let Uncle Han Suijing hold you?" Commander Duan pinched the boy's tender face and said in a gentle voice, "Oh, I remember that day when we had dinner together, you didn't play with him."

Fu Xun glanced at the silent woman next to Commander Duan, and was very puzzled. Han Suijing was related to her, so why was the child still afraid of him.

"Hahaha... come, let Uncle Fu hug you." Seeing the little guy staring at Han Suijing blankly, Fu Xun hurriedly stood up with a smile and came over, taking the cute baby from the commander's arms effortlessly.

The little guy was carried away by Fu Xun, but he couldn't help but look back at the scary uncle.

Commander Duan understood Fu Xun's personality. He was serious and earnest towards the soldiers at work, but very humane in life.

With him stepping in to smooth things over, Han Suijing didn't seem embarrassed at all and sat down with Fu Xun.

Fu Xun carried the cute baby back to his chair and sat down. While playing with the child, he chatted familiarly with the two senior military officers.

The shopkeeper had already memorized them, especially Commander Duan, and personally came up to take their orders. After writing down a few dishes, he smiled and asked, "Would you like to order a bowl of egg drop soup for the kids today?"

Without waiting for Commander Duan to answer, Han Suijing rushed to ask, "Yes! What other dishes do you have in your restaurant that children like to eat? We have two children tonight, so make some dishes they like."

"Haha, comrade, you asked the right person. We have sugar-coated baba, which is the favorite of children."

"Okay! Besides the dish you mentioned, are there any other dishes for the kids?" Han Suijing wished that the hotel could prepare a large table full of dishes that his kids liked.

Commander Duan looked at his young wife and two children with a pair of deep eyes. He said to the shopkeeper, "Can your chef fry potato pancakes?"

The troops had shaved pork rice a few days ago, and they hadn’t eaten enough of the shredded potato pancakes that Wang Ziru made for them.

The shopkeeper laughed awkwardly and said, "We chefs don't have many skills to learn..."

"Can you teach the chef? You ran away so quickly that day that I only ate one of the fried potato pancakes before they finished it all." Commander Duan gently nudged the young wife beside him with his elbow.

The shopkeeper quickly understood and said with a smile: "If you teach our chef, maybe you can order food directly next time you come here."

"I didn't realize Commander Duan is such a good eater."

Wang Ziru gave the commander a strange look, then followed the shopkeeper downstairs.

Baoer's anxious voice came from behind: "Mom, wait for me."

Fu Xun wasn't paying attention and the cute baby sitting on his lap pouted his little butt, then slid to the ground and ran towards the stairs.

"Hehe, this child is still young after all, and he is very attached to his mother."

Commander Duan leaned back in his chair and said in a clear voice, "He is not clinging to his mother, but he feels insecure when his mother is not around."

"With three of us adults sitting upstairs, doesn't he feel safe?" Fu Xun laughed.

"This child grew up in a different environment from yours. Your Fu Jiqiu was born and raised under the care of his parents, but that child is different. He has lived with his mother for five years since he was born..." The rough man's face with tough lines like those carved by a knife turned away from the stairs, his sword-like brows slightly frowned.

After hearing the commander's explanation, Fu Xun immediately understood.

The little cute baby already lacks fatherly love, and now his parents are divorced. I'm afraid the child still thinks that his parents are a family.

It turned out that the two of them vied to show kindness to the mother and son out of sympathy for them.

The shadow left in Fu Xun's heart by his wife's early death seemed to have disappeared.

He touched his son's head and said, "You have a playmate tonight. Go downstairs and play with your brother."

As Fu Xun's son, Fu Jiqiu often went to his father's office to play.

Even at such a young age, he understood that his father was sometimes hinting at him to avoid the topic and that adults should say things that only adults can say to each other.

Thinking that his father was hinting at him again, Fu Jiqiu looked at his father deeply with clear eyes, then got up and went downstairs.

Without the children around, the three men spoke more boldly.

Commander Duan drank his tea and glared at Fu Xun with his unruly eyes. "Your wife has been gone for almost three years, right?"

"Um!"

"It's been three years since you left? Time flies. You've been both a father and a mother all by yourself, and you've managed to raise the child." Commander Duan ran his fingers through his hair and yawned, "It's time to find a new mother for the child."

Fu Xun shook his head and smiled bitterly, "How can it be that easy to find one? Let's not talk about whether the child can accept me finding a new wife. You all know that stepmothers are usually not good to the children born before. I am also afraid that I will not be good to Fu Jiqiu after finally making up my mind to find another wife."

"Not all stepmothers dislike the children of their ex-wives! Look, your son has an old-fashioned look and is not cheerful at all. As a father, you need to pay attention to this."

Fu Xun nodded and looked at the two of them with a smile, "You two are still single, and I've been married once, so why are you in such a hurry?"

"That's true!" This reminded Commander Duan, and he suddenly got up from his chair. "Why can't I hear what the two guys are doing downstairs? I'll go down and take a look, you two can chat."

Han Suijing's eyes became dull and an unspeakable bitterness filled his heart.

He didn't pay much attention to it before, but since being rejected by Wang Ziru, he quietly observed and found that his hot-tempered boss, who had never been interested in women, was very close to Wang Ziru and his concern for Baoer was genuine.

This was an extremely dangerous signal to him.

"Haha, I didn't realize the commander likes children so much." Fu Xun turned around and looked at the commander's back and smiled.

Commander Duan went downstairs and found two children standing in the lobby on the first floor chatting.

It seemed that they had already introduced themselves, and at this moment, the two boys showed off their "treasures" to each other.

He walked over and saw that Baoer was holding a crumpled stamp in his hand, while Fu Jiqiu was holding a page of martial arts picture torn from some comic book.

"Hey! Are you two exchanging your babies?" Commander Duan walked behind Baoer and ruffled the little boy's soft and thick hair.

Baoer smiled childishly and held up the stamp in his hand, "This is what my dad bought for me."

"Really? You like buying stamps? Next time, uncle will take you to the post office and buy you a batch!" Commander Duan took an airmail stamp from the boy and said generously.

The cute kid was so surprised that his eyes widened and his mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg. He said excitedly, "Really?"

"Uncle won't lie to you! When we get back to Kun District, we'll go to the post office together."

The cute kid nodded quickly, "I want a big plane like this, and a stamp with a red flag."

"Okay! I'll satisfy you in every way." Commander Duan's face was filled with the warmth of spring, and he looked at Fu Jiqiu, "What about you, Fu Jiqiu? What gift do you want? Uncle will give it to you!"

"Thank you, uncle, I don't want any gift." Fu Jiqiu pursed his lips and said.

How could he dare to accept the gift from the commander? If his father found out when he got home, he would be beaten with a bamboo stick.

However, he immediately cast an envious look at Baoer.

Wang Ziru went to the kitchen and found that the state-owned hotel had a rich variety of ingredients. She taught the chef how to make shredded potato pancakes herself.

When I went upstairs with the enamel tray, the two boys had become good friends, and they were talking to each other with their heads together.

"It seems that I can't live without your cooking." Commander Duan had almost filled his stomach with tea. His face was completely different from the cold and stern look he usually had in the army. There was a smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and he had already picked up the chopsticks.

Other dishes were also served on the round table one after another.

Wang Ziru scooped a spoonful of scallion soup for Baoer to soak the rice, and smiled at the young boy sitting on the other side of Baoer, "Little boy, auntie will scoop a spoonful of scallion soup for you to soak the rice?"

Fu Jiqiu was still fiddling with the little wooden horse he always carried with him, his eyes cold, "No."

"Fu Jiqiu! Thank you to your aunt first." Fu Xun slapped his son on the head.

"Chief, don't pat the child on the head. Everyone has different tastes. He may prefer to drink soup alone." Wang Ziru put down the spoon with a smile.

Fu Xun touched his nose and said, "This kid has a bit of a mouth."

"It must be that his mother's cooking is delicious! By the way, why didn't you call his mother out to have dinner in town tonight?" Before Wang Ziru could finish her words, the man opposite her, who had been gloomy all the time, finally spoke.

"The child's mother died of illness three years ago, and now Fu Xun is raising the child himself."

Wang Ziru opened her mouth and was shocked. It turned out that this was a motherless child!

Next to him, Commander Duan noticed that Wang Ziru was a little upset, and asked Fu Xun slowly, "How old are you this year?"

"Commander, I'm already thirty-two."

"You are only 32 years old, still very young! Hurry up and find a suitable woman to marry while you are still young. In a few years, you will only be able to marry an old woman." Commander Duan said with a smile, and nudged Wang Ziru with his elbow, "Right?"

Wang Ziru had just picked up a sugar-coated cake, but was bumped by the commander, and the cake fell off her chopsticks.

After giving the man next to her angrily a look, Wang Ziru sneered, "I heard that the commander is also thirty years old. You can only find an old woman in the future."

"Hahaha……"

This made Fu Xun laugh out loud.

Commander Duan's face darkened and he put another sugar-coated cake on top of Wang Ziru's rice.

Then he picked up the sugar-coated cake that had fallen on the table, brought it to his mouth and took a bite. "It's very sweet and delicious."

At this time, Baoer patted her mother's hand, "Mom, feed me."

"Bao Er! Why are you still acting like a spoiled brat and asking someone to feed you tonight?"

After saying that, Wang Ziru wanted to hit the child on the head with chopsticks to remind him to be more sober. He is not a child from a wealthy family. How can he be so lucky that he needs someone to feed him!

"Last time he ate scallion soup with rice, and my uncle fed him. Maybe he thought of my uncle again today."

Seeing that his angry boss was about to feed the child again, Han Suijing quickly put down his chopsticks.

Walking over from behind Fu Xun and his son, "Bao'er, come here, I'll feed you scallion soup."

Without giving the child time to react, she took the child and the bowl directly to him.

Han Suijing held the child on his lap and fed him with a small spoon, "You are going to kindergarten tomorrow morning. Do you want your mother to take you there?"

Baoer opened his mouth and ate a spoonful of rice in soup, looking at his mother, "Mom, please send me! The mothers of other children all send them to kindergarten."

Originally, this matter was nothing, Wang Ziru immediately understood.

Han Suijing was trying to trick her. He would return to Kun District early tomorrow morning and prepare to go to Guangzhou on a two-week business trip.

Is he planning to intercept her on the road and give her a touching hug and farewell?

After thinking for a while, Wang Ziru pretended to scratch her head and said, "I'm afraid I won't have time tomorrow. I've agreed with my sister-in-law that I need to go to Li Village to help with farm work."

"How can you help with farm work when you are so frail? You can help others, but you have to finish your own chores first."

Commander Duan did not wait for Wang Ziru to say anything to reject Han Suijingfei's love, but quietly acted as the wife's mouthpiece and answered his subordinates, "Tomorrow morning, I will send the children to school first, and then go to Li Village. I will also go to Cheng's house to pick a basket of pears tomorrow."