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After more than half a month of rest and psychological treatment, Zhou Yuheng's condition has obviously improved a lot.
Zhou Yuheng suffered from prisoner sequelae, which was caused by being captured and abused by the enemy.
I am surrounded by nightmares and sometimes wake up from my sleep.
Hearing loud noises will make you uncontrollably irritable and restless.
Xu Qingluo didn't dare let her two sons sleep in the room at night.
I was afraid that waking up in the middle of the night would wake Zhou Yuheng up.
The two children basically spend all day in the room playing with their old father.
At night, I was taken back to my grandmother's room to sleep.
Zhou Yuheng's condition worsened, and the one-year-old birthday parties for his two children were getting closer.
Xu Qingluo originally planned to set up two tables in the yard.
But there was heavy snow in Xuecheng, so the banquet had to be held at home.
Zhou Yuheng borrowed an octagonal table from the army and placed it in the living room.
The only people who came to eat there were those who were close friends.
Those who came to eat were Zhou Yuheng's subordinates, as well as Political Commissar Yan, Commander Zhang, and Commander Shen's family.
Every household has several children, and the total number is quite large.
Aunt Yan, Feng Shuang, Sun Cuiju and Yang Xiulan came home early in the morning to help prepare meals.
They prepared the dishes and passed them around while Xu Qingluo stood in front of the stove and cooked.
Xu Qingluo added lard into the pot and the lard melted.
Pour the meat in, and with a sizzling sound, the aroma of the meat spread throughout the yard.
Zhou Yuheng stood by the window watching the snow, holding his son in one hand.
The two children saw the snow falling outside and kept clapping their hands.
"Daddy!"
Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan happily hugged Zhou Yuheng's neck.
He pointed out the window with his chubby hand, his eyes full of surprise.
“That’s snow.”
"Snow."
Zhou Yuheng taught his two sons new words, and Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan learned from their father.
"Shhh~"
"It's snow, not shush."
“Shhh!”
Xiaoman's voice became louder and her face turned red.
The next second his brows relaxed and his expression became relaxed.
Zhou Yuheng's face changed.
Before he could put the two children on the ground, a large area of his clothes on his arms was wet.
One bubble of boy's urine is not scary, but two bubbles of boy's urine do have a certain amount of weight.
Zhou Yuheng worked hard to change new diapers and pants for his two sons.
Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan looked at their father happily.
Zhou Yuheng looked at his two sons with a look that contained three parts of indulgence and seven parts of disgust.
The two children are one year old now and can start potty training.
You also need to teach them to tell you in advance when they need to go to the toilet, so that they don't vent their anger directly when there is a disagreement.
Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan put on clean pants and diapers, then tried to stand up by themselves by holding on to the wall.
Zhou Yuheng stretched out his hand to protect him.
The two children overestimated themselves and fell a few times. Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan were angry and puffed up their faces.
"snort!"
Xiaoman slapped the ground, and Xiaoyuan imitated his brother and slapped the ground hard.
“Wuwuwuwu~”
After beating her, Xiaoyuan sat on the ground and started crying.
Xiaoman looked at his younger brother beside him with confusion in his eyes.
Why are you crying again?
Zhou Yuheng laughed instantly when he saw his little son's silly look. The slap was really hard.
It's harder than the floor, it's really cool.
Jifeng ran over and licked Xiaoyuan's little hand. Xiaoyuan hugged Jifeng's head and cried miserably and heroically.
If you don’t know, you would think his father is dead.
Zhou Yuheng picked up his stupid son from the ground and put him on the kang, and began to reason with Xiaoyuan in a gentle tone.
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