60s: Petite Wife

The matter of the Huang family was over. Shen Jiao went to get off work on time every day, and in a blink of an eye it was November. People on the street wore vests and thin coats. The temperature in Haishi was a little higher than in Dongping. It may snow in Dongping City in November, but the sea market is not so fast, at least until the twelfth lunar month to see snow.

In the evening, Shen Jiao wrote to Han Qixiu as usual. She didn't mention anything about her unsatisfactory work at work. Most of the things she mentioned were interesting things about the children.

"Brother Han, Zhuangzhuang said today that he wants to build a snowman, and asked me why it's not snowing. I explained it for a long time to let the little guy understand the difference between north and south, and let them wait another month, but in the end Yuanyuan suddenly said In a word, what a surprise.

Do you know what Yuanyuan said? He said that he was going to build a snowman at his father's place in the future, and he also said that there was a lot of snow at his father's place, and he didn't know how he knew this.

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Brother Han, you can just work with peace of mind. With me at home, I will take good care of my son and wait for you to come back! "

Shen Jiao put a kiss on the letter and sighed. Thinking of Yuanyuan's serious talk during the day that she was going to build a snowman at her father's place, Shen Jiao was very heartbroken and a little sour. Not only did the little guys miss their father, she also wanted to. !

After a day of training, Han Qixiu returned to the office. They have moved to the base below. The altitude here is about 4,000 meters. Even ordinary people can live at such an altitude. The physical fitness of special forces can also be tolerated. Rigorous training at this height.

"Captain, vice-captain, your parcels and letters, the sisters-in-law are really virtuous, and they send delicious food every three or five hours. We can have a good time again." The thorn that can't go down, smiling.

Han Qixiu took a stack of letters into his arms, there were twenty or thirty letters in total, the sausages and air-dried chicken in the package, as well as some jerky and canned beef sauce, were all made by Shen Jiao, and the situation on the serious side was the same.

Throwing the sausage and air-dried chicken to the blade, Han Qixiu said in a cold voice, "Eat dinner."

With a serious smile, he contributed all his share, and there were a lot of gatherings together. The blade cheered, and with a big hand, he walked away happily, and when he walked to the door, he joked: "Have a daughter-in-law. People are happiness, and we bachelors are sad!"

"roll"

He scolded with a serious laugh, and the blade rolled, took out a piece of jerky from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, and smiled contentedly. Sly, he didn't dare to make a move on the tiger's head.

Han Qixiu casually opened the top letter. According to the date, it should have been written by Shen Jiao a few days ago. It was written by his son asking about the snow. meaning.

Seriously and hungrily, he looked at the letter his wife wrote to him. In this barren land, he was faced with either white snow or a group of rough soldiers. How could a daughter-in-law and a son be pleasing to the eyes, if it weren't for a family letter to comfort the loneliness, forgive him. It was the hardest training they had ever undergone, but they couldn't stand the loneliness that drove the robots crazy.

"Look at how strong my son is. The longer he grows, the more he looks like him and me."

With a serious smile, he showed Han Qixiu the photo of his youngest son with a big head and a head. High, let the serious self understand.

My son can stand on the plum blossom pile, and it's still two sons. How dare you, a baby who is still breastfeeding!

Looking at the photos of the two brothers with serious envy, and then glanced at his silly son who had just learned to walk a few steps, he said unconvinced, "My son is still young, and he will be able to stand in two years."

"In another two years, my son will be able to fly over the eaves and walk the walls." Han Qixiu snorted softly, and even an idiot could understand the meaning, that is, your son will never try to catch up with his son.

Seriously, how could he be convinced, he stared at his neck and shouted, "Does the latecomers know? My son is two years younger, but his aptitude is extraordinary. If he is enough for me, how can I be worse off?"

Han Qixiu's lips curled slightly, and he said softly, "My son's father just defeated your son's father, don't you remember?"

His serious face suddenly darkened. During the drill yesterday, he and Han Qixiu had a fight by the way, and the result was naturally unchanged for a hundred years.

Strange to say, when he was a student at the Military Academy, he and Han Qixiu were still on the same level. They were evenly matched. How could there be such a big difference now? Can't even get through a hundred moves?

In fact, this is still Han Qixiu's intentional release. If he shows his true strength, he will not even be able to make 30 moves under his command, but he does not want others to know his own foundation. He has to keep three points at all times. To kill the enemy by surprise!

Han Qixiu didn't think it was exciting enough, and continued: "Besides, you want to train your son, but you can go back? When you go back, your kid won't recognize you as an old man?"

Seriously and angrily, he shouted: "Fuck you, how can my son not remember Laozi? If he dares not remember me, Laozi will slap him with a big ear!"

Han Qixiu said coolly, "What are you doing with the little doll? The little doll knows shit~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He hasn't seen Lao Tzu for three years, what can he remember?"

His serious face collapsed, and his heart was sour. Of course he knew that what Han Qixiu said was true. His son was only a little over a year old, and even his parents could not fully shout. He hadn't seen his father for three years, so he might remember it. Sex is not too big.

"Don't be complacent, your two boys are only three years old, and the three-year-old baby is still undetermined, maybe they have forgotten their father!" Seriously said.

Han Qixiu shook his head triumphantly, threw the letter in his hand, and said, "My son said he wanted to come to me to build a snowman, but I just said something casually before I left, and the little guy actually remembered it. Prison, worthy of being the seed of my Han Qixiu, smart, like their father!"

Serenity grabbed the letter with one eye and ten lines. It was the part where Yuanyuan said that he was going to come over to build a snowman. His heart was sour, bubbles were bubbling, and the whole room could smell the sour smell.

"When my son is three years old, he will remember going to Dad's place to make a snowman, what's so strange!"

Serenity casually threw the letter on the table, and ran out with his hands behind his back. If he stayed any longer, he would definitely burst his blood vessels, so he still went out to find those soldiers to vent his anger.

Han Qixiu didn't let go of his partner so easily, and shouted at the back: "Your son is three years old and my son is five years old, oh, I have to make a training plan for my son, so I won't mess with you! "

A serious mouthful of old blood is in his heart, he can't get out, he can't get out, and all over his body is written 'Don't approach strangers'. The soldiers who are sensible have already dispersed far away. They don't want to be caught by the vice-captain and practice. That thing is It's terrifying!

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