Time space: the rough man's sick beauty, she turned wild

Chapter 1031 No sense of security

They would only buy some of these good things during festivals, and if there were many people in the family, each person could get one.

The flavor was gone before I could even taste it.

Unlike those city people who can eat it every now and then.

The village chief was still reluctant to leave as he savored the aroma of the pig's trotter.

Shen Zhihuan took out two small stacks of big unity notes from his pocket, gave one to the village chief and one to Aunt Li.

"Thank you, village chief, Uncle Li, and Aunt Li, for sending me back. This is a small token of my appreciation. Please don't think it's too little."

The two of them held the money in their hands helplessly, saying repeatedly: "No! No!"

"Take it! If you hadn't sent her back, she wouldn't be able to get home now!" Sun Sijun said with a smile.

"Yes! Take it!" Zhang Fengxia also agreed with a smile.

As long as my second daughter-in-law can come back, what does money matter? !

"We have plenty of cakes and fruits at home. You can take some back for the children." Zhang Fengxia is a person of action. She went back to pack up the food as she spoke.

I filled two large bags with fruits, cakes, and canned food. After that, I took out four bottles of good wine from the cupboard, giving two bottles to each family.

Sun Sijun also stuffed two large bags with fruits, cakes, canned food, and malted milk from home.

He also asked Xiao Zhang to load the two new barrels of vegetable oil and two bags of flour onto the ox cart.

Several large bags were put into the car, filling it up.

When the village chief and his companions left, they expressed their gratitude profusely!
When Shen Zhihuan promised them a generous reward, they didn't take it seriously at all.

It was only after she kept nagging him that he agreed to send her home.

did not expect……

Looking at the good stuff on the ox cart, smiles appeared on the faces of the three people.

"This girl is really rich!" Uncle Li sighed.

Most of the things in the car were things they had only seen at the counter of the supply and marketing cooperative.

They wouldn't even dare to think about buying it and eating it.

If you have the money to buy these things, you can buy enough whole grain noodles to last you for several years.

"Yes!" Aunt Li agreed with a smile.

Just by looking at what he eats, wears, uses and the way he talks, you can tell he is not an ordinary person.

Not to mention that there are servants in the house helping with the work.

These people have a hard time supporting themselves, yet they still have spare money and food to support servants.

It’s really hard to compare people to death, and you have to throw away goods when comparing goods!
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the other side

After not sleeping all night, Shen Zhihuan felt tired and sleepy. After seeing off the village chief and his men, Shen Zhihuan forced himself to stay awake, ate the bird's nest and went back to his room to catch up on his sleep.

Maybe because he felt too insecure, the little guy followed closely behind her. When Shen Zhihuan slept, he would snuggle in her arms and watch her.

I was afraid that if I wasn’t careful, my mother would disappear again.

Thinking that she would go to deliver soup to her family's Brigade Commander Su at noon, Shen Zhihuan set the alarm before going to bed.

As soon as the alarm rang, Shen Zhihuan opened his eyes.

Looking at the little guy in his arms, who was as white and tender as a silkworm, Shen Zhihuan's heart softened.

She bent down and kissed the little guy on his smooth forehead, then stood up carefully.

Worried that the little guy might accidentally fall off the bed, Shen Zhihuan checked the baffles on all three sides and made sure they were all secured before he washed up and went to Yard No. 1.

The food was ready long ago. Seeing Shen Zhihuan coming, Zhang Fengxia hurried to the kitchen to serve the rice and dishes.

Just as Shen Zhihuan was about to go in to help, the heart-wrenching cry of the little guy was heard from Yard No. 2.

The little one seldom cried like this, so when they heard it, Shen Zhihuan and Zhang Fengxia were extremely nervous.

Shen Zhihuan turned around and ran to Courtyard No. 2. Zhang Fengxia put down the dishes in her hands and trotted after him.

Su Qiping, who was watching TV in the living room, saw Shen Zhihuan and Zhang Fengxia running towards Yard No. 2 and hurriedly followed them.

On the way back to the house, countless terrible thoughts flashed through Shen Zhihuan's mind.

It fell, it got knocked, it got bumped, and my hand got stuck in the gap of the baffle...

It was not until he entered the house and saw the little guy grabbing the edge of the baffle and trying to climb up that Shen Zhihuan's heart finally settled down.

When the little guy saw Shen Zhihuan, he cried even harder.

"Mom..." The little guy's milky voice was full of grievance, fear and anxiety.

Shen Zhihuan hurriedly took the little guy into his arms and coaxed him.

"Mom, don't go..." The little guy tilted his head and looked at Shen Zhihuan with tears in his eyes. His soft and cute voice with a crying tone made people burst into tears.

Shen Zhihuan couldn't hold back and tears suddenly burst out.

"Mother will never leave again. Mother will stay with you from now on. Mother will not go anywhere." She hugged the little one tightly.

She really didn't expect that her disappearance would cause such a serious psychological trauma to the little guy.

Zhang Fengxia's tears fell like beads from a broken string.

After coaxing the little guy, seeing that lunch time was almost here, Shen Zhihuan didn't even bother to eat. He just grabbed a steamed bun, picked up the thermos bucket and took the little guy out the door.

Along the way, the mother and son ate, she took a bite, he took a bite, and they enjoyed the meal very much.

"Are the steamed buns delicious?" Shen Zhihuan teased the little guy.

"Delicious!" The little guy laughed, showing his little teeth.

"Which is better, steamed buns or porridge?" Shen Zhihuan continued to tease him.

During the time she was away, the little guy had nothing but porridge and various meat porridges.

Zhang Fengxia and Sun Sijun also tried to mix milk powder for him to drink, but the little guy looked repulsed just by smelling the taste, let alone drinking it.

"Grandma's food is delicious!" said the little guy and glanced at his "granary".

Xiao Zhang, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was listening to the little guy's childish talk with great interest when he suddenly uttered these words.

Xiao Zhang, who hasn't found a wife yet, blushed suddenly.

Shen Zhihuan didn't expect the little guy to answer questions beyond the syllabus.

Suddenly I felt that it was time to wean the little guy.

Otherwise, with the way this little guy thinks, who knows what shocking things he might say in the future.

"Mom..." the little guy whined.

He looked like he was addicted to opium.

Fortunately, the gate of the military headquarters was just around the corner. Shen Zhihuan pointed at the gate to divert the little guy's attention, "Look, we're here!"

The little guy looked in the direction of Shen Zhihuan's finger, and his eyes swept over the little soldiers who were as tall as pine trees one by one.

The obsidian eyeballs are sparkling.

Even after the car had passed, the little guy still turned his head to look, and only withdrew his gaze with a sense of unsatisfaction when it was completely out of sight.

After this interruption, the little guy's addiction to opium was finally overcome.

Fearing that they would miss the chance, when he arrived at the administrative building, Xiao Zhang went downstairs to ask the young soldier on duty. Upon learning that Su Ziyu had already gone to the cafeteria, he stepped on the accelerator and sent Shen Zhihuan and his son to the cafeteria door.

It was lunchtime, and groups of little soldiers were walking in.

Among them are many slim-looking female art soldiers.

There were quite a few jeeps at the military headquarters. Xiao Zhang parked his car here. Everyone seemed to be used to it and didn't pay much attention.

Shen Zhihuan had only been to the military district headquarters once during the annual performance. The distance between the stage and the audience was so far that only his head and body could be distinguished, so not many people here knew Shen Zhihuan.