Qiao Honghai's eyes widened in shock, his heart trembling slightly. "Them...who else?"
Didn't the political commissar say that his mother only wanted to date Battalion Commander Fu's wife?
Aunt Qiao casually fiddled with the hem of her clothes, speaking in a nonchalant tone: "The political commissar's wife and her goddaughter."
Qiao Honghai almost choked on his breath. He suddenly regretted calling his mother to the army base.
An old woman from the countryside, who knew nothing, probably thought that in the isolated rural area, if you had many daughters, you could just give them away to others to raise.
The political commissar just told him that if there is no food at home, he should simply take his whole family back to farm, so as not to have to look for people to raise his children.
Isn't this just a veiled way of pressuring him to change careers early?
He quickly and solemnly promised that he would go back and tell his mother that such a thing would never happen again.
Unexpectedly, she even asked the political commissar's wife about whether or not they should raise the child.
He felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, as if the sky had collapsed, and he didn't know if the political commissar knew about it.
Perhaps he didn't know, but if he had, he wouldn't have only mentioned Battalion Commander Fu's wife.
Thinking of this, a sliver of hope welled up in his heart.
Seeing that her son was not speaking, Aunt Qiao asked in confusion, "Why aren't you saying anything? Why don't I go and talk to your boss? I was just joking."
Qiao Honghai closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said in a helpless voice, "Mom, the leader isn't stupid. How could he believe that you're joking?"
Aunt Qiao panicked and asked anxiously, "What should we do?"
Qiao Honghai frowned, his expression serious: "Don't mention raising someone else's daughter to anyone else again. Your most important thing now is to get rid of Pan Daniu."
If you can't drive away the adults, why drive away the children? Isn't that putting the cart before the horse?
Aunt Qiao muttered under her breath, "I'm just trying to save food for my future grandson. Giving away these money-losing kids one by one will save a lot of money."
At this moment, Pan Daniu came out of the room and quietly watched the mother and son.
Qiao Honghai caught sight of Pan Daniu, and hurriedly nudged Aunt Qiao, lowering his voice to say, "Don't say anything."
Aunt Qiao was in a bad mood and wouldn't let him say a word.
She looked up and saw Pan Daniu staring at her. She immediately unleashed her anger on Pan Daniu and cursed her viciously.
"You do nothing all day long, and you think you can have babies just by hiding in your room? Why don't you take a few of your worthless children to the mountains and see if you can find any mushrooms? They're nothing, they can't have children and they don't even tell us. They want to make our old Joe line end. I never thought someone could be so vicious. If this happened 60 years ago, you would definitely drown them in a pig cage."
Pan Daniu listened to these harsh words without any emotional fluctuation. If it had been a few days ago, she would definitely have made a huge scene.
She hadn't eaten mushrooms in a long time, so she quietly picked up her small basket and called to the children to get ready to go out.
Seeing this, Qiao Honghai said, "You and your children should find more of them; we have guests coming for dinner tonight."
Liu Yuzhen said she likes mushroom soup, but she hasn't had it since she came to the army.
Before Pan Daniu could respond, Aunt Qiao curled her lip and said with a look of disgust, "Who is it? Don't bring back just anyone who's freeloading."
Qiao Honghai glanced at Pan Daniu, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "It's Comrade Liu."
Pan Danu sneered inwardly. In the letter, you called Liu Yuzhen not "Comrade Liu," but "wife."
I like mushroom soup. Drink it now, or you won't have the chance again.
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