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Having not slept for the entire night, Han Jiandong was in a bad mood as he entered the convoy with two dark circles under his eyes.

Ancient Head was a person who was almost fifty years old, but because of his good mood, his vitality was exceptionally good. His pair of sharp eyes looked down at his shift watch when he saw Han Jiandong coming in.

Well, there were no available seats for the next two months.

The ancient head felt more at ease, and coughed with a straight face. Just as he was about to speak, Han Jiandong said with a face full of smiles: "Captain Gu, I'm here to report today."

Even if the two of them have a huge enmity and the other side is laughing and talking to you, you can't go and scold them.

The ancient head did not like Han Jiandong and asked unkindly: "Report? Han Jiandong, you have been transferred to me for a month.

Han Jiandong quickly replied: "Yes, yes, yes, it was my negligence. Captain Gu, you have to be more accommodating than usual, didn't something happen to me earlier? You should know. "

He took out half of the things that he did not give out yesterday and gave them to the new leader.

Even if his heart ached, for the sake of being taken care of in the future, Han Jiandong didn't show the slightest bit of unwillingness.

The ancient head glanced at the item on the table and pretended to cough, "Hmm, such a reminder does seem to be the case. I heard that you even lost your daughter and your wife went crazy."

He stabbed the dagger mercilessly.

Han Jiandong sighed, his originally smiling expression suddenly turned sad, he waved his hand and said: "Aren't we just going to have to continue living like this?"

People always sympathize with the weak.

Han Jiandong had thought that if he was made to be a weakling, the ancient head would sympathize with him and give him a few days worth of life in a sportscar.

The ancient head calmly said, "Yes, you can go back first."

Han Jiandong was stunned, after giving so many things, did she still need to go back?

He smiled and said, "Then my job …"

"Jiandong, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that I've arranged everything well in the past two months. Seeing that you're sincere, I won't write your expulsion report. " The ancient head paused for a moment, then pushed back the items that the man passed to him, "Otherwise, if you take these back, I'll let you go according to the procedure."

Han Jiandong clenched his teeth, and forced out a smile: "No, no need, I understand your difficulties, I'll have to trouble you to arrange a line for me when you make the arrangements again. "I'll go back first. I'll treat you to a meal in two days."

Fortunately, the job was saved.

The ancient head looked at Han Jiandong's back in surprise.

Wasn't this fellow crazy to death before? Why did it seem as though he had transformed into a different person all of a sudden? Why was he so tolerant?

The moment Han Jiandong went out, a wave of coldness hit him.

It was almost winter!

When the letter to the left was sent to Hu County, Ning Qingzheng was sewing new clothes for the New Year in the house, watching the four children do their homework.

To be more precise, she was staring at Lu Jianshe as she wrote.

The four dogs formed a circle around the stove. The two cats sat on the reclining chair closest to the stove. Big Chrysanthemum stretched lazily and hugged the little fox in his arms with closed eyes. It was an uncomfortable sleep.

Ning Qing looked at his youngest son, "Wipe that word out, and write it again."

The construction in front of the mother did not have any temper, obediently followed the example.

When Ning Qing heard that someone was looking for her, he stood up and walked out.

When she returned, she put the letter aside and asked, "Children, what do you want to eat?"

"Goose," said Construction greedily.

Ning Qing rejected immediately: "I don't have this menu at noon."

Xiangdang asked, "Then mother, what are you planning to do in the afternoon?"

Xiangjun nodded along with his brother.

Right, this was clearly a single choice question.

Ranran lifted his chin with both hands and looked at Mrs. Xiang as if he was asking a question.

Ning Qing walked towards the place they were washing themselves and said: "In the winter, besides potatoes, there are still cabbage. Do you want some cabbage to stew the potatoes?"

Ranran shook his head: "Mom, it doesn't taste good just by listening to it.

Ning Qing returned to his seat and said: "Xiangjun, Xiangdang, whoever finishes their missions faster, go to the Non-Staple Food Factory to buy some potato powder."

Xiangdang lowered his head and replied: "Then I'll go. I still have two questions."

Xiangjun said: "Brother, I will go with you."

Just as he wanted to speak, he was stared at by Ning Qing, "Calm down and practice your calligraphy."

"Oh." Qiu Jianhan felt wronged and unwillingly replied.

When Xiangjun and Xiangdang returned from buying things, they saw a tiger-like guy standing in front of their house and did not go in.

The two of them looked at each other. Their four years of experience had taught them that they had to avoid each other.

With his sharp eyes, he called for the two brothers to stop immediately after seeing them.

"Lu Xiangjun, Lu Xiangdang, I have something to ask you."

Xiangdang looked at his similarly stupefied brother. Hmm, An Hu actually had a day to speak to them calmly?

Xiangjun asked. "What's the matter?"

As soon as he finished speaking, goose feather snow began to float up in the sky.

Xiangdang could not help but shiver.

Hu Diechang looked at his brother out of the corner of his eyes. Seeing him nod, he said, "I-we just want to ask, does your parents quarrel every day?"

Xiangjun nodded, "It's so noisy. My parents would argue over anything for a long time, it's really fun to blabber on."

The tiger head did not believe him. "Fun?"

It was the end of the world for his parents, who had not stopped arguing since last night.

Grandma told them that no couple quarreled every day.

Xiangdang nodded, "My parents quarrel daily, and after a few hours, they can wear a pair of pants. "Well, in my mom's words, this is spousal interest."

Tiger's eyes darkened. His parents didn't fight like this.

Tiger Brain seemed to have also realized this problem and averted his gaze, saying, "Thank you."

When the Lu brothers heard this thank you, they became a little demonic.

What had happened?

The snow was getting heavier.

He stood at the door for a good while before deciding to enter.

Hu Yuehong was still talking about the divorce in the living room.

Old Madame An came out of the kitchen with a meal, "When you're back, go upstairs to eat."

The two of them quarreled so as not to disturb the children's meal.

The An clan was in chaos.

Lu Family.

Lu Qingyao did not come back at noon.

Because Xiangjun and the others had cut a lot of tofu in the afternoon, Ning Qing planned to eat dumplings made from cabbage tofu tonight.

After taking an afternoon nap, Ning Qing and his two eldest sons began to busy themselves downstairs.

Suddenly, Regimental Commander Lu walked in under the cover of the heavy snow.

He stood in the doorway shaking the snow.

Ning Qing wrapped a dumpling around and asked: "Are you going out?"

"Yes, daily patrols."

"When will you be back? "Can you come back for the new year?"

Ning Qing went upstairs to pack up a man's things, and habitually asked him a few questions.

Lu Qingyao laughed, "Wife, I'm out on patrol, not fighting. I'll be back by the Winter Solstice at the latest.

He was glad that his wife was so dependent on him and cared for him.

Ning Qing lowered her head to find some clothes for him, then replied indifferently, "That's good. I also said if you don't come back, you should kill the chicken before you leave."

Lu Qingyao, "..."

Could it be that his wife was so concerned about his existence that she needed him to kill chickens?

Regimental Commander Lu's happy smile instantly cracked!