"Brother Qin, are you from Northeast China?" Yun Qiao asked curiously, "Your accent sounds a lot like the people here."
Qin Zheng shook his head: "No, my hometown is Henan Province."
"Brother Qin, are you from Henan Province?!" Yun Qiao looked at him, eyes wide with surprise. "But your accent doesn't sound like someone from Henan Province at all! Instead, it sounds more like someone from Northeast China."
"Maybe it's because I've been in Northeast China for a long time," Qin Zheng explained with a smile. "I'm thirty-one years old now. I left home at the age of fifteen and have spent the past sixteen years in Northeast China. Northeast China is now my second home, so my accent has been shaped by it."
"I see." Yun Qiao smiled and said, "But you look really young, you don't look like you're in your thirties at all."
Qin Guifen and Captain Yang were both in their early thirties, but judging from their appearance, they looked several years older than Qin Zheng.
Yun Qiao asked, "Have you returned home yet?"
Qin Zheng shook his head: "Not yet."
"No wonder." Yun Qiao guessed that was the case.
Single people don't have to worry about household chores, so they are free and free, so they often look younger than their actual age.
Qin Zheng smiled and asked her, "Yun Qiao, what about you?"
"Me?" Yun Qiao couldn't help but laugh: "I'm still young, there's no need to rush."
Qin Zheng followed her words and said, "You do look young, are you eighteen?"
Yun Qiao shook his head: "But soon, I'll be eighteen in a little while."
"You're only eighteen, you're still young. There's no rush for family matters." Qin Zheng glanced at He Tingjun and said deliberately, "Play more while you're young and enjoy your free time. Otherwise, once you get married and have kids, you won't have any time for yourself."
Yun Qiao nodded in approval: "You are right."
Hearing Yun Qiao say this, He Tingjun became anxious. He secretly glared at Qin Zheng and said, "Actually, getting married doesn't mean you'll lose your freedom. A good marriage is about mutual support. As for children... they're indeed a bit more difficult. But I personally don't have a strong desire for children. If you find children troublesome, we can also not have them."
He Tingjun stared into Yun Qiao's eyes with a burning gaze.
Yun Qiao was stared at by his fiery gaze, and her pretty cheeks seemed to be on fire. A faint blush quickly spread across her fair skin. Her heartbeat seemed to betray her, beating rapidly as if it was about to jump out of her chest.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yun Qiao's ears turned red with shame. She glared at He Tingjun in a reproachful manner, and her voice was as light as a mosquito's hum: "Who said you don't want children? I like children."
He Tingjun had good hearing, and even though Yun Qiao's voice was as low as it could be, he was still able to keenly hear the key words.
He Tingjun was ecstatic, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose, almost reaching his ears. "If you like it, then take it. I respect your opinion."
"You don't have to worry about being hindered after the baby is born. I raised both my brother and sister since they were young, so I have experience in raising children. I will take care of the baby after it is born." He Tingjun said, patting his chest proudly.
Yun Qiao didn't expect that He Tingjun had even thought about how to have and raise children in the future. Her pretty little face suddenly turned redder with embarrassment, and even her ears were red.
The man is in love and the woman is willing, and there is a strong atmosphere of ambiguity around them.
Qin Zheng, who was standing aside, was watching the interaction between the two people and was so angry that he was about to explode!
You seduced my sister right in front of me, He Tingjun, do you think I'm dead?!
Qin Zheng took a step forward calmly, standing right in front of He Tingjun and blocking his sight.
He turned his back to Yun Qiao and curled his lips at He Tingjun with a forced smile: "Tingjun, although you think long-term, don't forget that Yun Qiao is still young and not even old enough to get married."
"Thank you, Brother Qin, for your kind reminder. I understand." He Tingjun smiled slightly, then changed the subject and pointed the finger directly at Qin Zheng: "However, Brother Qin, you should stop worrying about other people's affairs for now. When you have time, you should pay more attention to your own life events. After all, your father and daughter are in their thirties, and it's time to find a partner."
"Don't worry about that. I know what's going on." Qin Zheng snorted, stepped on He Tingjun's instep, and apologized exaggeratedly: "Oh, sorry, I wasn't paying attention to my feet."
Qin Zheng didn't hold back at all when he kicked He Tingjun, using a full force of about 70cm. He Tingjun groaned in pain, but his face didn't show any displeasure. He managed to squeeze out a sentence from his throat: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."
He knew that Qin Zheng was angry that he had taken away his cabbage, and he deserved this kick.
After all, he is my uncle.
How can a new son-in-law not be troubled by his wife’s family!
He Tingjun was open-minded and even had the mind to smile at Qin Zheng.
This was tantamount to a provocation to Qin Zheng.
"Good boy."
Qin Zheng was almost laughed out loud by He Tingjun, so he reached out and patted He Tingjun on the shoulder, saying in a low voice: "See you at the training ground after we return to Dong, let's practice together."
"No problem." He Tingjun clasped his fists and responded, "I'll risk my life to accompany you."
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