Chapter 394 [Extra Story: Ex-husband Zhai Ximo] (2)

Zhai Ximo had never felt so depressed and speechless as he did today.

After returning to the dormitory, I quickly washed my face and arms, and lay heavily on the hard bed.

With one arm resting on his forehead and closing his eyes, he could no longer recall what happened when he returned to his hometown to visit his relatives at the beginning of next year.

However, Wen Yiting's pretty, dignified and elegant face couldn't help but come to mind.

Wen Yiting was one of the first batch of college students to enter university after the resumption of the college entrance examination, so after they met, in the army, Wen Yiting took the initiative to approach him regardless of other people's strange looks, even though he told her, "I'm married and have a wife in the country."

Wen Yiting still had a crush on him and thought that he would take the opportunity of visiting his relatives at his hometown at the beginning of the year to divorce his wife in the countryside.

However, they both miscalculated!

"Dad!! Dad!" Baoer's baby voice appeared at the dormitory door without warning.

The baby's voice is shrill and crisp.

Before Zhai Ximo could open his eyes, the little figure jumped in, ran to his bed, and pinched his cheeks with soft fingers.

Zhai Ximo loosened his arm from the pillow, slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the delighted young man, and said in a hoarse voice: "Bao'er, why are you here?"

"Dad! You know, I'm going to be a big brother." Baoer's little head rolled in front of Zhai Ximo. His happy little look made Zhai Ximo feel uncomfortable and wanted to cry.

If Bao'er's mother was like she is now, he would be pregnant as soon as he went home to visit his family.

How could there be so many weird things happening later?

No matter how much he wanted to climb up the career ladder by relying on Mr. Wen, he would still consider his wife and children. He would never lose his mind and do something wrong...

Zhai Ximo's nose felt sore and he had an urge to cry, burying his whole face in the child's chest.

My heart felt dark and lifeless, as if I had lost all motivation.

After the divorce, for countless nights, he even thought that this might have been a trap set by Han Suijing!

The one who benefited the most from his divorce with Wang Ziru was Han Suijing!

Now all the special forces soldiers know that he divorced Wang Ziru because he cheated on her.

Not only will his reputation be ruined, but he may not be able to find a suitable wife for a long time in the future.

Just at this moment, a female voice was heard outside the dormitory door.

"Zhai Ximo! Come out for a moment..." Zhou Zijiao hurriedly ate a steamed bun and followed the team out of the canteen. Before the squad leader called for a break, she rushed into the family compound like a gust of wind, as if there were two Hot Wheels on the soles of her feet.

Without even bothering to go back to the dormitory to rest, he went straight to the door of Zhai Ximo's dormitory on the third floor.

The joyful expression on Baoer's little face froze. He turned around and looked at the female soldier who suddenly appeared outside the dormitory door. He blinked his bright eyes and said, "Dad, a female soldier is calling you."

"Bao'er, go home quickly. Your mother will be worried if she can't find you..."

Zhai Ximo turned over and sat up from the hard bed, patting the little guy's shoulder, trying to get the child away.

But Baoer was in no hurry to go home because her mother was still farming in the village.

Dad was busy working in the office and had no time to take care of him. Fu Jiqiu was also taken back to the Ninth Division by Uncle Fu Xun. Whenever he encountered something happy, the first thing he would think of was to come and share it with Dad Zhai.

"Dad! I don't want to go home yet. Mom is still in the village."

The little cute baby took the initiative to hold his father's finger, with a firm expression as if he didn't want to leave.

"Isn't your mother pregnant? Why haven't you returned home so late?" Zhai Ximo suddenly felt a little sorry for the child. It was almost dark. Is farming more important than the child?

Zhai Ximo inexplicably complained about the child's mother, and suddenly remembered that the child was still hungry: "So, you haven't had dinner yet, right?"

"Not yet." The cute little baby said truthfully, blinking his bright eyes.

"Oh, your father Han Suijing, why didn't he ask your mother to come back when he knew it was time?!" Zhai Ximo picked up the child with heartache and planned to take him to the cafeteria to eat something.

Outside the dormitory door, in the corridor.

Zhou Zijiao was still anxiously waiting for Zhai Ximo to come out. When she saw him holding Han Suijing's son, her pretty face darkened, "Hey! Let's talk."

"What can I talk to you about?"

Zhai Ximo's eyes suddenly darkened, and he uttered, "Don't block the way."

"What's your attitude?!" There were still many soldiers watching in the corridor. Zhou Zijiao clenched her fists and asked angrily, "Will I harm you if I ask you to talk to me?"

"Get out of the way." Zhai Ximo was in a bad mood. Originally, this female soldier did not cause trouble for no reason, so he would still pay attention to her.

But he found that Zhou Zijiao always liked to use herself as the teacher's daughter to embarrass him in the training ground at any time. Zhai Ximo's original gentleness towards her had long disappeared.

After spending some time together, Zhou Zijiao also got to know the soldier in front of him.

Although he was born in a poor rural area, he was aloof and arrogant in nature. He looked down on everyone, including her, a girl from his teacher's family.

When she first arrived at the special forces and met Zhai Ximo, she knew that this soldier was a bit cold-blooded.

Later, I learned that he was actually the enemy of the Han Army...

This incident somehow touched the girl's competitive heart!

Besides, Zhai Ximo's appearance is extremely outstanding, and it is not an exaggeration to describe him as "one in a million". So, even if he was the ex-boyfriend of Han Bingtuan's wife, so what?

He is single now, so there is nothing wrong with pursuing him.

"I just want to tell you that Wen Yiting has been detained for one year and three months, and has now been sent to a prison in Yun Province to serve her sentence..." Zhou Zijiao followed Zhai Ximo closely, muttering to himself as he went downstairs.

"What does it have to do with me?!" Zhai Ximo asked coldly. He glanced at the other person indifferently, then went downstairs to the cafeteria with the child in his arms.

Zhou Zijiao raised her red lips and said, "You must be concerned about Wen Yiting's situation. Even if you don't tell me, I know it."

She felt that, although Wang Ziru was once Zhai Ximo's country wife, now that he was divorced, after the separation, he must be more concerned about Wen Yiting's affairs.

"I don't care about people who have nothing to do with me. You don't have to follow me." After going downstairs, Zhai Ximo coldly distanced himself from Wen Yiting.

He also didn't want his comrades in the army to misunderstand him and think that he was a fickle man. As soon as Wen Yiting got into trouble, he couldn't wait to shift his target.

Since you don't need to rely on others to get promoted, why do you need to bend over backwards and curry favor with the children of those officials? !

If you really want to curry favor, you might as well curry favor with the cute little baby in your arms.

Thinking of this, Zhai Ximo's mood gradually regained its warmth, "Bao'er, I'll take you to the cafeteria to eat something, and then we'll go home for dinner when your mother comes back in the evening."

"Okay, Dad."

At this time, almost everyone in the cafeteria has already had dinner.

Only the comrades in the kitchen were still eating.

Seeing Zhai Ximo carrying Han Bingtuan's son into the canteen, the squad leader of the kitchen squad, holding a lunch box in his hand, asked with a smile: "Old Zhai, what are you doing in the canteen with Baoer in your arms at this time?"

"The child hasn't had dinner yet. Please get him something to eat to fill his stomach." Zhai Ximo told the truth.

"At this time... is my sister-in-law still farming in the village?" The squad leader of the kitchen team was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly got up, walked into the stove room, took a clean bowl, scooped a bowl of light rice porridge, and came out with a steamed bun and some pickled vegetables.

The squad leader said embarrassedly: "We have finished eating all the fried dishes, and we can only use salted vegetables as steamed buns."

"Sure, I like salted vegetables." The little cute baby was indeed hungry. When he saw the chubby steamed bun being brought to him, his eyes lit up. He quickly slipped out of his father's arms, climbed onto the stool by himself, and started to eat the steamed bun obediently.

Zhai Ximo sat on a stool beside him, his hands resting on his handsome face, watching the child chewing on his steamed bun, and couldn't help muttering:

"Your mother is the same. She should grow some vegetables instead of taking care of you."

Baoer said filially: "My father Han Suijing may not have eaten yet."

"He's such a big guy, you don't have to worry about him even if he starves to death." Zhai Ximo said sarcastically, completely unaware that Han Suijing's strong figure had already walked behind them.

Han Suijing had just gone around looking for the child. After searching for a while, he heard that Zhai Ximo came to the cafeteria with the child to eat.

At the canteen door, he also met Zhou Zijiao.

The girl's pretty face turned red with anger, and she wanted to rush into the cafeteria and beat someone up.

Seeing Han Suijing suddenly coming into the cafeteria, the girl was so scared that she ran away immediately.

When the soldiers in the kitchen squad saw Han Suijing coming, they guessed that he was here to pick up the children.

Just as she was about to ask him if he had eaten dinner, she saw Han Suijing hurriedly walk up to Baoer and said, "Baoer, why are you eating in the canteen? I forgot to tell you that Mom made some delicious food in the village and brought it back for you."

"..." Zhai Ximo slowly put away the palm of his hand that was supporting his cheek, sat up straight, and explained: "The child ran to me and said that he hadn't eaten yet, so I took him to the cafeteria to eat something first."

Han Suijing glanced at the other person with his deep dark eyes, nodded, and said "hmm".

A pair of strong arms easily picked up the little cute baby and said, "Let's go home and eat."

Bao Er still had a steamed bun in his mouth and said incoherently: "Dad, my steamed bun..."

Han Suijing reached out and picked up the half steamed bun that he had not finished eating, held the cute baby in one hand, and quickly left the cafeteria.

Watching the father and son leave, Zhai Ximo let out a long breath, stood up and walked out of the cafeteria, and walked aimlessly into the training ground, which was the place where he realized his dreams.

As he walked, he found a place where there were many tires, sat down with his back to the troops and facing forward.

Zhou Zijiao knew that Han Suijing would definitely take the child home.

She ran to hide behind a big tree and waited for a while. Finally, she saw Han Suijing carrying the child back to the courtyard. A sly smile appeared in the girl's eyes. She came out from behind the big tree again and went to the cafeteria to find Zhai Ximo.

After looking around for a while, I finally saw the man sitting alone in the training ground far away, with his back to this direction.

Suddenly, Zhou Zijiao felt inexplicably sorry for the man.

She was thinking about something in her mind as she skipped over. "Hey! What are you thinking about sitting here alone? Do you really not want to talk to me?"

"..." Zhai Ximo turned his head to glance at the girl with a gloomy look on his face.

"You and I were getting along well a few days ago, why do you suddenly seem like a different person? Did I do something wrong to make you angry?" Zhou Zijiao walked over and asked.