This is indeed what Cheng Huaishu could say.

Tang Ning picked up his son and weighed the weight, which was indeed much heavier.

Their Xiao Zhiyi is really growing up day by day.

This change caught people off guard and made Tang Ning sincerely sigh that time is not waiting for anyone.

Outside the door, Cheng Huaishu listened quietly to the conversation between the mother and the mother.

He smiled silently with one hand.

At night, the clingy Yizi insisted on sleeping with his mother.

After he washed the fragrant fragrance, he jogged all the way.

Xiao Buddie was in the quilt, breathing evenly, and there was still a smell of milk on his body.

After taking a shower, Cheng Huaisu entered the master bedroom.

He was still naked, with smooth shoulders and necklines and delicate collarbones. He casually stroked the half-dry stubble, and the water droplets flowed down the clear jawline.

Tang Ning pressed his index finger against his lips and blinked, meaning that he should not wake up his sleeping son.

The man moved his eyebrows and walked towards the next room without any hesitation with the glutinous rice dumpling.

There is no room for negotiation.

He placed his son on a custom-made children's bed and covered him with a thick blanket so that the little one could sleep well.

Because he slept too well, Yizai did not show any sign of waking up.

As a result, Cheng Huaishu waited on the edge of the bed for a while and returned to the master bedroom with peace of mind.

Tang Ning's eyes were round and he lowered his voice and asked, "Is Yizi asleep?"

Her words always felt a sense of guilt.

Cheng Huaishu's business of coaxing children was becoming more and more skilled. He casually said: "I'm asleep, don't worry."

"If I don't fall asleep, I'm afraid he will come over if he wakes up..." She whispered her concerns, but she didn't expect the air pressure next to her to get lower and lower.

Cheng Huaishu snorted, his tongue pressed against his palate: "The little brat stole my wife, and I have to coax her."

The taste of eating in the words was almost overflowing from the sky.

Tang Ning turned sideways, captured his deep gaze, stretched out his fingertips and poked his abdominal muscles: "Captain Cheng, you still have to compete for favor in front of your children."

What a man, he is so childish.

She was buried in the quilt, leaving only a Xueyan face exposed, her eyebrows and eyes were light, but the ends of her eyes looked like hooks, which made people thrill at first glance.

Without the destruction and disturbance of the baby, his possessiveness rose faster.

After having a son, Tang Ning devoted himself to his career and Yizi.

It would be strange if he wasn't jealous.

Without waiting for struggle, Tang Ning's hands were cut back and pushed to the top of his head, showing a completely irresistible posture.

Her eyelashes trembled, like a fish that was stranded weakly, stranded on the edge of the beach.

Cheng Huaishu's breath was hot and his black eyes were clear: "Give it to me?"

His voice was hoarse and sluggish, with a straightforward and open-minded meaning.

She really can't answer this question.

He could only press Zhang Sujing's face, buried it on his shoulders and neck, and bit it gently.

The process of indulgence is like tea soaked in hot water, which stretches and bends...

Tang Ning was worried that the sleeping baby could only swallow all the volume inside the bald teeth.

When he couldn't help it, Cheng Huaishu deliberately pried open her lips with his knuckles, stubborn and crazy.

I haven't been there for too long and I've been so excited that both of them are more excited than before.

She returned to the astringency she used to be, with watery tears hanging on her eyelashes, which made people's desire to destruction even stronger.

The moonlight is clear, but it is undeniable that the little girl is more charming than the moonlight.

Cheng Huaishu felt her nervousness, but he paused and asked in her ear: "Do you still remember how he called me before?"

Um?"

That little bit of shame was completely torn tonight.

In order to end the long and endless battle as soon as possible, Tang Ning had to cooperate and said: "Uncle..."

"Then you call me brother?"

He still has a bad side in his bones.

But that side only showed her.

Tang Ning looked at his deep pupils and felt that the scene in front of him turned into bubbles, constantly shading out layers of shadows.

The moment before the outbreak, she looked fashionable and finally fulfilled his wishes and vaguely called "Brother".

It was over, and Cheng Huaishu carried her to take a shower.

Tang Ning lay on the edge of the bathtub, his face flushed with steam, as if he was drunk.

She soaked in warm water, her knees shrank, and said seriously: "Captain, tell the truth, do you regret giving birth to a celestial baby?"

"Of course not."

Cheng Huaishu added firmly, "I will take off this military uniform sooner or later. At that time, all the glory will be the past, but the only role of father exists until death."

His eyebrows sank, and he couldn't see the gloom, but instead he was open-minded and said with a slight tone: "What's more, we will all be old."

As parents, they will always grow old.

The child is still young and will eventually usher in a day of growth.

"You are old and are also the most handsome old man."

Tang Ning's eyes were moist and he hugged his neck and said, "If you wear military uniforms when you are old, you must have a straight military uniform. The one with the best looking at the back of the head in the crowd."

Cheng Huaisu asked funnyly, "Which one on the back of his head is the best one?"

Tang Ning touched his nose and explained his psychological process: "I was pregnant at that time and went to see your training in Lincheng. You were all wearing the same training uniforms and no hats. I looked at my back and leaned against the back of my head to identify people."

Cheng Huaishu's smile was so refreshing that he was impressed by the little girl's ideas.

She wiped the water stains, put on a bathrobe, and started a long conversation with Cheng Huaishu: "Then do you have any hope that Yizai will become?"

In fact, Tang Ning thought about this question when he looked at the little girl's face.

Her idea was that their children just need to live their lives freely in the way they like, and it would be enough to look back and not feel regretful.

Cheng Huaisu raised his eyelids, pondered for a moment and said, "It's the words my grandfather gave me, he said immediately and acted immediately, and dared to take responsibility."

After Tang Ning finished listening, his concerns disappeared.

Whether it is a life of fine wine and light fur or a life of endless passion, the most important thing is to live in the most beloved way, always live vigorously, and always have the belief that you stick to.

...

Time is like the quicksand passing by the palm, moving forward in the rotation of the four seasons.

National Day is coming soon.

The family of three made an appointment to travel in the morning and walked on the Green Avenue.

Along the way, the sky was blue and the autumn leaves were dyed.

There are many national flags hanging on shops and signs on the street, and bright flags flutter in the wind.

In early autumn in Jiangcheng, the weather is clear and the atmosphere is peaceful and joyful when you encounter the holiday atmosphere.

Zhiyi walked on the road, picked up a national flag that accidentally floated down, and carefully wiped it, "Mom and Dad, who will I give this?"

He protects the national flag and loves the country behind him, which also stems from the earnest teachings of the two.

But for a while, I couldn't find where the flag fell, so Tang Ning had to hold his hand, "Yizai, please hold it yourself first."

Zhiyi carefully preserved the small flag, and there was light in his eyes.

When we got home, it was time for the military parade to proceed.

Zhiyi stood in front of the TV, learning to steer in a good manner.

He is too young and his movements are not yet perfect, but he is really not inferior in terms of momentum.

Cheng Huaishu stood by and watched his son's every move, feeling relieved.

The picture cuts to the scene of the Chinese Air Force appearing, and the little guy applauds more enthusiastically.

The two of them looked at the scenes on TV, and they also felt proud and proud from the bottom of their hearts.

While watching TV, Tang Ning raised a question: "What is Dad?"

"Chinese Air Force."

Xiao Zhiyi understood and even gave a military salute.

This is the second move he learned to walk.

Looking at the opening ceremony in front of you, Yizai's tone increased several degrees and shouted excitedly: "The plane is so cool--"

At this point, Yizai completely inherited Cheng Huaishu.

He has a natural love for aircraft models, and his longing in his eyes is unconcealed, and love is rooted in his soul.

Outside the window, the sun is shining and the blue sky is as bright as a wash.

And without realizing it, the seeds buried in the heart took root and sprouted, and that kind of expectation.

No matter where you are, you will always look forward to the sky and the rivers and mountains sharing.

On the day Yizai went to kindergarten, for convenience, the two moved to the military compound arranged by the political commissar, and life became lively.

Living in the courtyard, the neighbors have family members and children.

For Zhiyi, what he doesn’t lack is playmates.

Meng Yasong also came to the compound once and pointed out, "Do you believe it?"

I think Yizai has the potential to be the king of children."

Cheng Huaisu glanced coldly and alerted: "I don't want my son to become the king of fighting."

Growing in the military compound, there is no doubt that it has been a good person since childhood.

Child Zhiyi's daily life has become listening to military songs and slogans, and playing airplane models with his friends.

Of course, there are also watching other children fight.

The results are also very significant.

The first song Yizai ran to her and sang was "When That Day Comes".

His tone is very positive and he sang it very freely.

“There are also turbulent moments in peacetime.

Ready

Soldier brothers

When that day really comes”

"Don't worry, motherland

Don't worry, my relatives

To win, I must move forward bravely.”

“…”

Tang Ning has always been an encouragement type. After a praise, he summarized it into four words - "Sing well."

Yizi was so happy that after that, every day, he kept singing the military songs and hummed all the way to kindergarten.

On the first day of kindergarten, other children left their parents and cried in a daze.

Only the child Zhiyi didn't even frown.

The head teacher called him alone and asked him why he wasn't crying.

Child Zhiyi was already very conscious and replied decisively: "Blood, sweat, but not cry."

After hearing this, Tang Ning felt that Zhiyi had learned the essence of what Cheng Huaishu told him.

Helpless and funny.

On the way home, Yizai shared his experiences in the kindergarten: "Da Zhuang's father beat him today."

Tang Ning helped to sort out his schoolbag strap and asked softly: "Why?"

Zhiyi scratched his head and said, "Because he lost the fight."

Suddenly, Tang Ning couldn't laugh or cry.

It's not because of a fight, but because of a loser.

Seeing that his schoolbag was a little heavy, Tang Ning wanted to take it by himself: "Would you please help me get your schoolbag?"

"no."

He raised Zhang's stubborn white little face and his eyebrows were serious, "Dad said he had to take the child's schoolbag himself."

Not to mention, he is really Cheng Huaishu's little fan.

Tang Ning curled the corners of his lips and asked patiently: "What's the reason?"

Zhiyi licked his lips and looked firm: "The life of soldiers is a gun, so they tried hard to defend it.
Chapter completed!