The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Yang Yunhai's birth did not stop the war between Wang Shuyun and Yang Aiguo.

Two people often have a cold war, and then they live in the unit for several days.

It can be said that Yang Yunhai did not live with his parents for more than a week since childhood.

When he is a little older, the parents will be even more useless, because their son has grown up silently in their constant quarrels and is still growing up very well.

"I'll go out." Yang Yunhai stood up and said to Grandpa.

"OK... Tell them well." After thinking for a while, Wang Fangyi couldn't help but give a few words of advice, although he thought these two people were annoying.

If there are outsiders, it must be very strange. How do you feel that Yang Yunhai, a son, is going to teach Lao Tzu a lesson.

Yang Yunhai went out without saying a word.

Seeing her son coming out, Wang Shuyun hurried forward, "Yunhai, how's your grandmother?"

She was so angry that day that she shouted at her mother, and then lived in her own room of the literary troupe as usual. It was a day after she learned that Zheng Xiangjun was hospitalized.

"Divorce you two." Yang Yunhai said faintly.

What?

Wang Shuyun was stunned there

"Yun... Yun Hai, mom is wrong, mom won't dare in the future." Wang Shuyun grabbed her son's hand and cried.

You are absolutely right. Wang Shuyun, who is like a tigress in front of Yang Aiguo, and Wang Shuyun, who is indisputable in the literary corps, is most afraid of his parents, not his brother, but this son who has been cold faced and unsmiling since childhood.

"Yes, yes, we are wrong. We will never divorce again." Similarly, Yang Aiguo, the commanding head of the army, also followed suit.

"What... I really didn't mean it." Wang Shuyun knew he was wrong and bowed his head and said.

She wanted a divorce, but if this came out of Yang Yunhai's mouth, she couldn't leave!

Their son is a demon. Offending him will end badly!

"Never leave?" Yang Yunhai looked at it faintly. "Opportunities don't always exist. You should think clearly."

"It's very clear. I won't leave, I won't leave." Wang Shuyun almost raised her hand and swore.

"Then why are you still here? Go back to your respective houses. You don't need to be here." Yang Yunhai glanced at them faintly.

"Oh, let's go. Remember to call mom if you have anything." Wang Shuyun said hurriedly.

I'm afraid my son will say something again.

When I got downstairs, I remembered that her son didn't seem to know her phone number, did he? I never called her anyway.

"You say you," Wang Shuyun glanced at Yang Aiguo, who followed next to him, and said contemptuously, "why didn't you say anything just now? You're still a leader."

"...." Yang Aiguo choked at her disdain. "I don't know who scared me just now. It's not easy to say."

"You! I at least talked. But what about you? Don't fart. Hum..." Wang Shuyun stared at Yang Aiguo and left angrily.

Yang Aiguo shook his head helplessly behind him.

Because of my debt to my son and the fact that I haven't spent much time together for so many years, I don't know what to say every time I see Yang Yunhai?

Divorce?

He smiled and shook his head.

He has asked himself this question countless times, and the report has been typed many times, but I don't know how it has been delayed until now.