Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

Cheng Yuanzheng was a little moved, smiled heartily, picked up the boy and weighed it, feeling sad in his heart, but smiling brightly on his face.

"What a good boy. He looks thin, but I didn't expect him to be quite strong. Do you usually help with the housework? You're smart!"

Yang Qihang's face shone, he put one hand around his neck, and sat upright with his head held high.

"I am the man of the family! I have to take care of my mom and grandma!"

"Good boy! Not bad! Hold on tight!"

Cheng Yuanzheng praised him again and suddenly lifted him up!

Yang Qihang was startled at first, and then giggled happily.

"Higher! Higher!"

"Have courage! Here we come!"

Cheng Yuanzheng gently threw him up and caught him firmly. Yang Qihang laughed louder, attracting curious looks from the back room.

Several women watched quietly, all wiping away tears.

Li Yuemei glanced at Qin Shuang and murmured in a low voice: "If you don't listen to me to find another one, how can the child be separated from his father!"

Qin Shuang was silent, veins bursting out on the back of his clenched hands.

No one can replace Yang Yi, no one.

The son just lacks the care of his male elders and wants someone to play with him.

Su Haitang also stood leaning against the door frame of the west room, watching this loving scene with a smile.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Yuanzheng had such a side. Will he be a good father?

Bah, why is he a father? What does it have to do with her?

Su Haitang blushed and secretly spat.

"Okay, your voice is almost broken from shouting. Go get a drink of water."

Cheng Yuanzheng threw him seven or eight times, caught the little guy who was addicted to playing, and let him go to the ground.

Yang Qihang took his hand and entered the room. He first poured him a glass of water and introduced it to Qin Shuang excitedly.

"Mom! Uncle is so awesome. He is dad's comrade-in-arms! Let's keep him at home, right?"

Qin Shuang glanced at Cheng Yuanzheng, who was blushing and out of breath, touched his son's slightly damp head, and persuaded him softly.

"Uncle is very busy and mom is sick. You have to help mom greet your good uncle. You can't mess around, you know?"

Yang Qihang said oh, spread his hand and handed it to Qin Shuang, his face full of excitement and joy that could not be concealed!

"Mom, this is a gift from my uncle! He is so good, he can hit all the targets!"

Qin Shuang looked at her son quietly, with both relief and sadness in her eyes.

The person my son should admire the most died early.

"Then have you thanked uncle? What gifts are you going to give to uncle?"

Yang Qihang blinked and tilted his head, thinking.

"I'll give my warship to my uncle!"

After saying that, he raised his head and smiled brightly at Yuanzheng, turned around and ran back to the West Room.

"My child is naughty and a bit noisy, please bear with me."

Qin Shuang apologized with a smile.

Cheng Yuanzheng waved politely.

"Boys should be more lively. Xiaohang is very good and cute."

While talking, Yang Qihang was already holding a wooden warship, running over and tiptoing to give it to Cheng Yuanzheng.

"Uncle, give it! This is my most precious thing, give it to you! Give me your precious thing, and we will exchange it!"

Su Haitang followed over, Zhong Cheng Yuanzheng shook his head.

She asked just now that this warship was carved by Yang Qihang's father himself.

Cheng Yuanzheng touched the child's head and gave Su Haitang a reassuring look.

"Xiaohang, your warships are very powerful and great. But my uncle is in the Army and prefers guns. Can you draw a gun and give it to me? If you can make one out of paper or branches, that would be great too."

Qin Shuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at him gratefully, but felt something was wrong and urged her son as if to make up for it.

"Xiaohang, when you give gifts to others, you should give them something they like. Mom has taught you this, right? Go ahead and paint. Get better at it and ask your aunt to help you."

Yang Qihang nodded solemnly and ran back to the west room with his precious warship in his arms. He did not forget to turn around and shout to Su Haitang, "Auntie, come and help me."

"Please take a seat, it's quite cold outside, right? Have you eaten? Let's just have a few more bites here? I'll cook a couple of dishes, and you'll have a couple of cups to warm yourself up."

Qin Shuang hurriedly greeted Cheng Yuanzheng and struggled to get off the ground as a landlord.

"Don't be busy, I'm really in a hurry to find Haitang."

Cheng Yuanzheng smiled and refused.

"Then you go get busy first." Qin Shuang, a military wife, clearly urged him to get down to business first.

There were bad guys chasing Haitang outside, and she was worried.