Wei Zhenhui lowered his head and took a sip of Su Mian's milk fragrance. "No, daughter-in-law, Wen Wen is not a soldier. It's inconvenient for me to take it. It's important for him to protect you. You're Jiang's family now. You have a special identity. I can rest assured that he's here."

They talked for a while before they fell asleep.

Wei Zhenhui has to go through the formalities and hand over the work in the capital military region these days. He is not busy during the day. At night, cough... They are forced to go back to their room every night.

Eat breakfast in the morning and make all kinds of tonic soup on the table!

Su Mian's eyes jerked.

Head Jiang also said to Wei Zhenhui as if nothing had happened, "let Su Mian drink more. She is too thin and needs more tonic!"

Su Mian:

Liu Wenqing's mother-in-law didn't say anything, but the head of Jiang had put holding great grandchildren on the agenda.

This day, Su Mian just washed and went downstairs. He was greeted by head Jiang. "Grandpa didn't sleep last night. He was thinking about the name of my great grandson. Finally, he thought of several satisfied people. Come on, Su Mian, come and pick. Which do you like?"

Su Mian:!!!

Chief Jiang is too anxious!

The eight characters haven't been written yet, so it's time to start a name!

Su Mian hardened her head. "Grandpa, is it a little too early? It's too late to get it again when she's pregnant." then she kept looking upstairs.

"Look at Zhenhui again. Don't look. You first say which one you like?" head Jiang put the written words in front of Su Mian and told her the meaning and moral of each word.

Su Mian:

After Chiang finished, Su Mian had to follow her finger.

Head Jiang immediately brightened his eyes, patted his thigh and laughed, "it's really my granddaughter-in-law. I like the name too. OK, no one else needs to ask. We'll set the name!"

Su Mian was speechless. She really pointed at her hand, and then she happened to be the one that chief Jiang was most satisfied with!

ok

Jiang shouchang was so happy that Liu Wenqing arranged the dishes and chopsticks, "Dad, Su Mian, come and have breakfast!"

Wei Zhenhui just went downstairs.

The family sat down. Jiang looked forward and Liu Wenqing said, "Wenqing, you're fine at home anyway. You happen to knit some sweaters for my great grandson!"

Su Mian:

Wei Zhenhui:

Jiang Zhengye:

Liu Wenqing just took a mouthful of porridge and was almost choked by Jiang Zhengye.

"Why, you don't want to?" Jiang Zhengye's thick eyebrows turned upside down.

"Dad, look at what you said, why wouldn't I? But isn't it a little early? Su Mian hasn't heard anything yet?" Liu Wenqing may not be willing to knit a sweater for Su Mian. If it's for his grandson, why not.

Liu Wenqing's sweater is well knit, and the military region courtyard knows it. In order to knit sweaters for their grandchildren, many people came to her to learn flower patterns.

So Liu Wenqing doesn't dislike knitting sweaters for his grandson.

Su Mian also nodded. It's rare for Liu Wenqing to unite with her. "Grandpa, it's really early now. It's too late to weave when I'm pregnant."

Jiang Zhengye, who couldn't make a single sentence even when he was a child, echoed, "Dad, it's really a little early. Don't worry. Wenqing's sweaters are fast and good, and it's time for the children to knit them." Jiang Zhengye's words are true. Liu Wenqing knitted all the sweaters when Jiang Yi was a child.

"Oh, I'm in a hurry!"

Under the persuasion of everyone, head Jiang finally stopped Liu Wenqing from knitting sweaters.

A meal was full of twists and turns. Su Mian was really afraid that head Jiang would think of something else temporarily. After eating, he hurried out with Wei Zhenhui.