Chapter 302: Fu Xun has good vision
Several officials who came to toast were so stunned that the wine in the enamel jars in their hands spilled.
The officials at other tables who were toasting each other in a lively atmosphere looked in the direction of Han Suijing's family of three in confusion, not knowing what had happened.
Fu Xun, who was eating at the same table with Han Suijing and the others, was also shocked by the sudden outburst of shocking words from the young man.
He hurriedly looked at Han Suijing, thinking that he would be embarrassed, but there was not a trace of panic on his face.
Han Suijing looked at his wife's graceful face, and gently stroked his son's face. There was a hint of tenderness in his deep eyes, and he smiled and said, "Yes, my wife has been married before."
"Hehehe..." Fu Xun quickly picked up his wine glass, stood up and walked over, and said graciously and kindly to help:
"You don't need to be surprised! A few years ago, Han Bingtuan was in the special forces, and my sister-in-law couldn't contact him when she became pregnant. In the meantime, my sister-in-law had to raise the child alone."
"Over the years, it has been very difficult for my sister-in-law to raise the children. As a person who is both a father and a mother, I understand this very well. Come on, come on, have a drink..."
With Fu Xun's help, the cadres understood something.
When Han Suijing clinked glasses with everyone, he glanced at the comrades at the tables and said with a warning tone: "This is not something shameful. I hope you will explain it clearly to the women in your families after you go back, and don't spread bad words."
"That's right, that's right. Don't worry, Han Bingtuan. We will definitely explain it to my wife when we get home. If anyone dares to gossip about us, we will cut off her tongue."
"Sister-in-law, you are truly amazing. You raised such a lovely child all by yourself for the Han Bingtuan!"
"Yes, life in the countryside is so hard. Here's to my brother and sister-in-law!"
"From now on, Han Bingtuan, you have to be nice to my sister-in-law. From now on, you should hand over all your monthly salary to my sister-in-law, hahaha..."
Fu Xun patted Han Suijing's muscular shoulders and laughed heartily: "This is a good idea. The Han Corps has such high salaries, they definitely can't hide any slush funds. Sister-in-law, you don't know how high the Han Corps' salaries are, right? Just go to the headquarters and ask the commander and you'll know."
The others felt much better immediately, as Han Suijing's salary was not much different from the commander's.
It seems that I will have to hand over all of this to my wife at home in the future.
Han Suijing had no choice but to support the quota.
Listening to his comrades-in-arms giving his wife bad advice, he could hardly hold back the smile on his face.
Wang Ziru was a very serious woman, and she said, "Then I'll have to trouble you all to help me monitor Han Suijing from now on. If you see him spending money lavishly outside, please tell me quietly."
"No problem! Don't worry, sister-in-law. Look, he doesn't even dare to speak."
Wang Ziru had a relaxed smile on her face. In fact, she didn't care at all who talked behind her back about how she married another man while pregnant, and after her divorce, she married Han Suijing again.
She raised the enamel pot generously, gulped down several mouthfuls of Arctic Ocean soda, and responded to the toasts from the officers with a calm look on her face.
She had been with the Ninth Division before, so it was impossible for such a thing to be concealed.
How could Han Suijing not be aware of this?
He simply took advantage of this opportunity to explain briefly while everyone was in a good mood. From then on, the wives of soldiers in the family compound would not dare to say anything weird in front of his wife and make her angry.
Seeing that the atmosphere had returned to its lively state, Song Jian finally let go of the worry in his heart.
"It seems that this child is indeed my biological child and can tell the truth! Fortunately, the leader has no intention of hiding the fact that my sister-in-law has had a marriage. Otherwise, he just got married and my sister-in-law might want to file for a divorce." Song Yan muttered secretly in his heart.
Duan family.
Duan Suili returned home from the army and discussed gifts with his old father.
"Dad! As the elders, we must give Suijing a big gift for his wedding."
Before Duan Suili could finish his words, his father, who looked fine, asked in a loud voice, "How do you think I should give you this gift? These past few days, you've seen how Comrade Ziru has taken such good care of me, just like he's her own grandfather."
Mr. Duan paced back and forth in the living room with his hands behind his back. His eyes suddenly drifted to a corner of the living room, where the big piano that he had bought as a gift for his eldest grandson's wife was quietly placed.
No one could have predicted that she would become the granddaughter-in-law of the Duan family in another way.
Duan Suili sat down gracefully, his warm eyes were cold, but he couldn't hide his doting. "The Duan family must send a big gift this time."
"Let's not talk about anything else for now. Let's send the piano to Comrade Ziru." Old Duan stared at the dark brown piano and sighed in his heart.
This high-end musical instrument is of no significance to the Duan family. Instead of letting it gather dust in the Duan family, it is better to send it to the Han family so that it can play its due value. Perhaps Comrade Ziru will be able to compose even better music in the future.
Duan Suili agreed with his father's opinion, and his gentle voice slowly rang out:
"Ever since Duan Yanzhi brought Suijing back to his family in Dali, Suijing has affectionately called me uncle and has been very respectful to the elders of the Duan family. Their marriage is a big happy event for the Han family, so we can't be too stingy with our gifts."
"You don't have to worry. Go upstairs and get a box of gold jewelry from the safe. I'll go to Han's house with you after lunch." It was hard to tell whether the smile on Mr. Duan's face was bitter or warm.
"Dad, are you going to the military compound as well? If you go there during this time, you might run into Duan Yanzhi..."
Boss Duan waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I will pretend that I didn't see him and won't stab him in the chest."
As the saying goes, an old person in the family is like a treasure, and it is really true.
Duan Suili chuckled, got up, went upstairs, walked into the safe, and picked out a matching gold jewelry box.
Right now, the old couple of the Han family certainly have no intention of buying gold jewelry for their daughter-in-law, so the Duan family can only represent the elders and go in person to congratulate the young couple.
Back in the study, Duan Sui-li called and asked the factory truck to come over to play the piano.
An hour later.
The father and son of the Duan family, carrying valuable gifts, set out from the small western-style building and headed for the military compound.
At the unit's family compound, Han Suijing had just returned home with his wife and children after entertaining his comrades at a wedding banquet at noon.
After returning home, Han Suijing asked Song Jian to watch TV with the young man in the living room, but he took his wife upstairs to the study and took out an iron box from the bookcase behind the desk.
"What's in it?" Wang Ziru asked with a gentle smile, looking at the iron box that the man cherished like a treasure.
Han Suijing's eyelashes were smiling, and when he lowered his head, his eyebrows and features looked even more picturesque, which was particularly pleasing to the eye.
He opened the iron box:
"It contains all our old photos. Pick some and put them under the glass plate of my desk. Take a few more to the special forces. Later, we will go to Taihe Street together. There are many foreign stores there. Let Song Yan accompany you to buy things you need."
Wang Ziru looked at him in surprise, and her heart warmed, "You are such a considerate man."
"These are our most precious memories from the past, so we must keep them safe. By the way, Baoer and I also went to a photo studio to take photos last time. We will go to the studio together to pick up the photos later."
As he spoke, Han Suijing put down the lid of the iron box in his hand.
Looking at his wife's face, which was as gentle as ever, a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes.
He lowered his head and moved closer, his hands naturally wrapped around her slender waist, completely encircling his wife in his arms, the hot air he exhaled brushed along her ears, "Zi Ru..."
Wang Ziru didn't expect that this man liked to hug her in broad daylight. She gently put her hands around his waist, like a silent net that quietly gathered around her, and leaned gently against his chest.
"Han Suijing..."
The next moment, Han Suijing's warm lips swallowed her screams, and his hot big palms followed the delicate curves of her body, wandering frivolously.
She could feel his possessiveness like a burning flame, growing stronger and stronger with every deep kiss, not giving her any chance to breathe.
After a while, he said in a low voice, "Let's have another daughter-in-law, a daughter-in-law as beautiful as you..."
At this time, outside the gate of the Han family, two cars, one in front and one behind, slowly drove to the parking lot between the Han family and the Duan family.
Song Jian noticed something unusual outside the window and ran out to check.
As a result, I happened to see Duan Suili hugging the old man of the Duan family. The father and son got out of the car. It seemed like they came to the Han family specially to congratulate them?
As a security guard, I came to this conclusion immediately.
Because if the father and son of the Duan family went to the Duan family, they would definitely park the car outside Commander Duan’s gate.
"Leader! Leader! We have distinguished guests at home..." Song Yan didn't bother to go out to greet the distinguished guests. He turned around and rushed upstairs. His lightning-fast steps stopped abruptly when he caught sight of the couple sticking together in the study.
Song Jian only took a glance and then retreated to the study door embarrassedly, "Leader, please go downstairs to greet the distinguished guests. The Ninth Master is here with his old master."
The man, who always had a keen sense of hearing, had already heard the noise downstairs. He slowly raised his hot face, the heat in his eyes slowly faded away, and reluctantly let go of her hand, "I'll go down first."
"Yeah." Wang Ziru nodded to her husband, her eyes shining.
Leaning against the desk, she watched him disappear outside the study door like the wind. She patted her rosy cheeks with both hands, "This man is restless even in broad daylight."
Downstairs, Duan Suili led his old father into the Han family's gate.
"Uncle!"
"Grandpa!"
Did the two of them come to your house specifically to congratulate you?
Han Suijing caught a glimpse of the gift box in Duan Suili's hand and quickly welcomed the guest into the living room.
There was laughter in the living room.
When Baoer saw the old man, he happily went over and took his hand, "Great-grandfather, are you here to see me?"
"Yes, you guessed it right. Great-grandfather didn't see you, so he came to your house to see you." The old man held Bao'er's little hand, smiled dotingly, turned around and looked around, "Where's mom?"
"Upstairs." Baoer pointed in the direction of the stairs.
Han Suijing smiled faintly and explained politely, "Zi Ru is helping me sort out the photos in the study."
As he was talking, Wang Ziru had already walked down the stairs. Seeing the Duan family father and son sitting neatly in the living room, she had already put on a gentle smile, "Grandpa! Why are you here?"
"Mr. Duan!"
Duan Suili nodded slightly.
"I heard that you and Suijing have completed the wedding procedures. You have finally accomplished a major event in your life. Grandpa must come to your house in person to congratulate you." The old man felt bitter in his heart, but his face was full of a kind smile.