After some back and forth, Song Yiqing finally extorted 1,500 points from the system and lay down on the bed to sleep with satisfaction.
Early the next morning, Fang Huaian went to buy breakfast the first thing he got up.
As soon as Song Yiqing and Fang Jinnian opened their warm eyes, soy milk and fried dough sticks were placed on the table.
"Come and have breakfast. I'll prepare some things later. The troops are short of supplies, so we've got them here, so you don't have to go back to buy them."
Song Yiqing was dressing Fang Jinnian while listening to what he said.
He had no doubts about this.
Fang Jinnian was a little unhappy, and Song Yiqing immediately noticed the change in his mood.
"Why is Jinnian unhappy?"
"Mom, after we go to the army with dad, will I no longer be able to see Qin Yan?"
Fang Huaian washed his face and asked casually: "Who is Qin Yan?"
Hearing his affectionate name, he guessed that he was his good friend from kindergarten.
"Dr. Jiang's daughter used to treat her legs at my place. She is a classmate of Jinnian."
Fang Huaian said "oh".
Jiang Qiuhua's ghost is really lingering, I covet Song Yiqing, and this kid stole his son's heart again.
Can't blame him for always targeting him!
"Mom, will I not be able to see Qinyan every day in the future?"
"Not necessarily. Qinyan's father, Uncle Jiang, is also going to the army. Maybe you will be classmates in the same class."
Fang Jinnian's eyes lit up: "Really?"
"When did mom ever lie to you?"
"Great, great!"
Fang Jinnian grabbed the fried dough sticks and stuffed them into his mouth. He could become good friends with Qin Yan again.
Fang Huaian's heart seemed to be blocked by a big stone.
My own wife and my own son are more important to outsiders than myself.
He wants to change the status quo, perform well, and strive to surpass the status of the father and daughter as soon as possible.
After a hurried breakfast, the three of them divided into two groups.
Song Yiqing took Fang Jinnian to the kindergarten to say goodbye to the teacher and pack his schoolbag.
Fang Huaian went to buy daily necessities and bring them back to the army.
On the crowded street, he was carrying all the necessary things in his big hands.
Enemies met on a narrow road, and here he unexpectedly met Jiang Qiuhua, who was also buying items.
Almost at the same time, he also noticed Fang Huaian.
"What a coincidence, Comrade Fang."
"unfortunately."
Fang Huaian's frosty face showed no expression.
He met him again...
Jiang Qiuhua picked up something in his hand and asked like an old friend: "Are you leaving tomorrow? We happen to be on the way, do you want to come together?"
He didn't even think about it and refused bluntly: "It's tomorrow. We're on our way. But I don't want to go together."
Jiang Qiuhua was not angry at all, but smiled gently.
"As I said, I'm just traveling with you. I won't disturb you."
Fang Huaian didn't speak, since he really didn't want to see the person in front of him.
He continued to ask: "What time will you leave tomorrow?"
"Ten o'clock."
Fang Huaian said casually.
"Okay, then we'll see you tomorrow."
Jiang Qiuhua was very happy and said goodbye to him.
The next day, fearing that he would miss their departure time, he arrived at the medical center half an hour early.
Seeing the door of the medical center locked, Jiang Qiuhua suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.
He knocked on the door of the house next door: "Excuse me, is Dr. Song next door here?"
"Doctor Song! They canceled the rent and left."
"When did this happen?"
"Just this morning, around eight o'clock."
When the aunt saw that he looked gentle, she couldn't help but say a few more words.
"Then Dr. Song found a man who seemed quite reliable, so he went with him."
Jiang Qiuhua secretly smiled bitterly, believing him so easily.
He deserved to be deceived!
While he was still secretly blaming himself, Fang Huaian and Song Yiqing had walked more than a hundred kilometers.
Along the way, Fang Huaian held the steering wheel tightly and looked straight ahead. He couldn't suppress the smile at the corner of his mouth and even hummed a song unconsciously.
Song Yiqing sat in the passenger seat for the first time. Looking at the way he drove, he looked indescribably handsome!
It had been almost two hours, and he had been smiling. She wondered why he was in such a good mood.
Finally she couldn't help but ask: "What makes you so happy?"
"It's nothing. I didn't expect to be reunited with you on this mission. Now I have to take you with me again, I'm so happy."
He was telling the truth, but there was another reason why he lied to Jiang Qiuhua.
Song Yiqing felt that things were strange, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.
Just when Fang Huaian was feeling proud, he suddenly heard a bang under the tire.
"Oops!"
He immediately stopped the car, got out of the car and checked.
Song Yiqing also got out of the car: "What's wrong? The car broke down?"
Fang Huaian inspected the area and said, "There is a punctured tire that needs to be repaired."
What our ancestors said is true: if people are happy, no good things will happen, and if dogs are happy, no good things will happen.
He was just too happy, so his tires got punctured.
Song Yiqing was about to step forward to help, but he stopped her: "You go back to the car and take care of the child, I'll be there soon."
"All right."
She doesn't understand the structure of a car and doesn't know how to repair it. Standing here is just making trouble, so she might as well do what she can.
Fang Huaian took out the tool box from the car, removed the tire first, and repaired it randomly and simply.
As long as you can stick to the troops, everything else is not a problem.
It took an hour to repair the tire.
Fang Huaian was afraid that Jiang Qiuhua would catch up, so he hurriedly repaired it and restarted it.
Fang Jinnian fell asleep in the back seat. Song Yiqing held him in her arms. She looked up inadvertently and saw that his arm was scratched.
"What happened to your arm?"
Fang Huaian glanced at it and said nonchalantly: "When I was changing the tire just now, I wiped my arm. It's okay."
Dots of scratches on his arm were mixed with dried blood, lying crookedly on his arm.
Song Yiqing scolded: "Why is it okay? He's bleeding!"
"This little blood is nothing. When I went on the mission, I was stabbed in the stomach with a knife and the blood spurted far away. Didn't I still survive?"
His nonchalant attitude made Song Yiqing even more angry.
"Stop talking."
"I'm really fine!"
Fang Huaian knew that she was worried, and when he looked up, he saw that her face was darkened, and he was quite touched.
This wound was indeed not worth mentioning to him, but Song Yiqing didn't think so.
"parking!"
"What's wrong?"
"I told you to stop!"
Fang Huaian stepped on the brakes and stopped firmly on the side of the road.
Song Yiqing put Fang Jinnian in her arms on the seat, dug out a small medicine box from the trunk, and sat directly on the passenger seat.
There was iodine in the medicine box, and she wiped his wound carefully.
Fang Huaian looked at her quietly, it turned out that this was how it felt to be worried, worried and taken care of by someone.
A warm current surged out of his heart and slowly flowed throughout his body.