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Chapter 67: Teach the naughty kid a lesson (6)

Song Yiqing's heartbeat seemed to be faster.

After tossing and turning for an unknown amount of time, she fell into a drowsy sleep.

Fang Huaian suddenly opened his bright eyes and gently smoothed her hair with his hands, his eyes full of love.

Early the next morning, a family of three neatly appeared on the training ground, becoming a beautiful sight.

Song Yiqing only followed half of the trip, so she ended it early and went home to prepare breakfast for the father and son.

Dong Dong Dong - the sound of knocking on the door sounded.

Song Yiqing was suspicious that her meal was not ready yet after she came back so soon.

She tied her hair behind her head, with a strand of hair floating around her ears.

The people at the door were startled when they saw her, and kept looking inside.

"Is this Fang Huaian's home?"

Song Yiqing nodded.

Standing at the door was a tall woman wearing a cheongsam.

With big eyes, long eyelashes, wavy curls hanging on the back of her head, and flaming red lips, she looks like a Hong Kong and Taiwan star on TV.

"Are you here to see Huai'an?"

"Ah you are?"

"I am his wife."

The woman's smile froze on her face: "Oh, hello."

The two tested each other with probing eyes.

The disappointment on her face was so obvious that Song Yiqing could see through her thoughts at a glance and smelled the smell of adultery.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Zhang Nuo. Our family is responsible for the supply of the troops. There are some things that need to be discussed with Brother Huai'an."

Her voice is very sweet, and it’s even sweeter when she calls Brother Huai’an.

Song Yiqing's eyes darkened. Those who could be responsible for supplying the troops were not ordinary people.

In fact, Zhang's elders were patriotic and made great contributions in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China.

In consideration of their contribution, they are responsible for all the supplies of the troops.

Fang Huaian used to work in the logistics department and had many contacts with the Zhang family.

After going back and forth, the two of them became familiar with each other.

Zhang Nuo only occasionally heard Fang Huaian mention his wife and children in his hometown, but he had never met them.

She suddenly came to visit and saw Song Yiqing, and she was a little surprised.

Different from the impression of rural women who face the loess and back to the sky, Song Yiqing is beautiful and free and easy in her movements.

The sense of superiority she was proud of instantly became worthless.

"Huai'an will be back soon. You can come in and wait for a while."

Song Yiqing left the door open and turned to go to the kitchen to turn off the fire.

Zhang Nuo sat down generously, his eyes following the figure in the kitchen.

Song Yiqing felt uncomfortable when she looked at her. She always felt that her eyes were offensive.

"Am I ugly?"

"No."

Although Zhang Nuo doesn't want to admit it, she does look good.

"Then I have something on me?"

"No."

Song Yiqing smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes.

"Then why do you keep staring at me?"

A flash of panic flashed across Zhang Nuo's face, and it disappeared in an instant.

"You looked different from what Brother Huai'an said, so I took a few more glances."

"Then what did he say I was like?"

All the few adjectives in Song Yiqing's head popped up.

Unkempt, broad-shouldered, unkempt, and unreasonable...

She wanted to know if Fang Huaian was slandering her behind her back!

Zhang Nuo was silent, not knowing how to describe it.

In fact, Fang Huaian did not describe Song Yiqing's appearance to her, everything was her own imagination.

"That's what rural women look like."

Oh, do you think he is from the countryside?

“What are women like in rural areas?”

He is dark and ugly, his face is wrinkled and rustic, his face is sallow and his skin is thin.

She is a stereotype!

"It's just what I thought it was."

"Oh, then I don't look like a rural woman?"

"It's not like that."

The aura around her is more like that of a noble lady raised by a wealthy family, and is very different from a woman working in the fields.

Song Yiqing had a bad impression of her, and their conversation ended abruptly.

Zhang Nuo sat there, neither humble nor haughty, and took out a packet of powder from his bag.

"This is insect repellent powder. There are a lot of bugs this season. Sprinkle it on the ground and the bugs will disappear naturally."

Song Yiqing was frightened several times by cockroach brothers who popped out from time to time.

She was in need of insect repellent powder, so someone delivered it to her door.

I don't like her, but it doesn't stop me from accepting her things.

"Thank you, I just wanted to buy it!"

"This is very useful, but you can't buy it. My friend brought it back from abroad. I'll give it to you if you use it up."

Zhang Nuo's alms-giving attitude made Song Yiqing very unhappy, and he even had the urge to throw the insect repellent powder in his hand at her face.

Amazing abroad?

Just as she was about to speak, the knock on the door rang again.

"Is Brother Huai'an back?"

Zhang Nuo stood up first and opened the door for them like a hostess.

Song Yiqing sat quietly at the table with her arms folded across her chest.

This little green tea, in front of her, turned against the guest.

Outside the door were of course Fang Huaian and Fang Jinnian.

Their faces were red, they were sweating profusely, and their clothes were half wet.

Zhang Nuo greeted him shyly: "Brother Huai'an, you are finally back. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Fang Huaian casually wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Zhang Nuo is here. Sorry, I took Jinnian for a run."

He patted Fang Jinnian on the shoulder: "Jinnian, my name is Aunt Zhang."

Fang Jinnian bowed obediently: "Hello, Aunt Zhang."

Zhang Nuo half-crouched and looked at the little face that was almost exactly the same as Fang Huaian's, feeling in his heart that he looked like his biological child at first glance.

She pinched Fang Jinnian's cheek: "Jinnian is so cute."

Song Yiqing exhaled through her nostrils, looking at the three of them like a happy family, but she was like an outsider.

"Jinnian, wash your hands and get ready to eat."

"Okay, Mom."

Fang Jinnian rushed to the kitchen like a happy bird.

Fang Huaian extended his hand to invite: "Zhang Nuo, have you eaten? If nothing happens, let's eat some together."

Song Yiqing's eyes drifted past him. He generously invited others to eat the breakfast she had worked so hard to prepare.

Zhang Nuo agreed with a smile: "Okay, it just so happens that I didn't have breakfast."

Song Yiqing rolled her eyes. One of them dared to say it, and the other dared to agree. She didn't even ask the cook for his opinion!

What's even more outrageous is that Zhang Nuo sat directly next to Fang Huaian.

There is no sense of proportion at all.

There were only three sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table, and Fang Huaian went to get another pair.

Song Yiqing's face was gloomy, and Fang Jinnian seemed to notice her unhappiness.

"Mom, let's eat. I'm hungry."

"Well, come and eat."

During the meal, Zhang Nuo kept pulling Fang Huaian to talk about the Zhang family's business.

Song Yiqing listened silently, unable to get a word in. The laughter and laughter belonged to Zhang Nuo and Fang Huaian.

She was unhappy, but tried her best to endure it.

Zhang Nuo's eyes drifted to her from time to time.

Song Yiqing knew that she did it on purpose, so she acted even more unconcerned, so as not to let her villain get his way.

After dinner, Jiang Qiuhua took Jiang Qinyan to pick up Fang Jinnian to kindergarten.

Song Yiqing greeted warmly: "Qiuhua and Qinyan are here. Jinnian, hurry up and carry your schoolbag. Let Uncle Jiang take you to kindergarten today."

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