The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Zheng Xiangjun was in a good mood. After living in the hospital for two days, he shouted to leave the hospital. After consulting the doctor, Yang Yunhai picked up his grandmother.

On the day of discharge, Wang Shuyun and Yang Aiguo also came.

"Mom, i... I'll pick you up. Take my car." Wang Shuyun said weakly.

"I dare not take your car." Yang Aiguo also wanted to talk, and was directly blocked by Zheng Xiangjun. He didn't have a chance to open his mouth.

"Haizi, let's go home." With a cold snort, he ignored the pair of enemies at all.

"You two." Wang Fangyi shook his head. Seeing the old lady staring at him, he quickly shut up and followed. If he dared to talk more, it was estimated that the old woman would dislike him.

Wang Shuxia pursed her mouth, smiled, shook her head, and pushed Wang Shuyun, who was stunned, "what are you doing? Hurry home."

Yang Aiguo followed Wang Fangyi with a red face, and Wang Shuyun finally stamped his feet and followed.

The large team drove into the family courtyard of a military region in Kyoto in a righteous manner.

"Grandma is back." Seeing Zheng Xiangjun, Liu Yaxin rushed over happily, "how are you, grandma? Don't you have to go to the hospital in the future?"

"No, it smells terrible." Zheng Xiangjun lovingly hugged Liu Yaxin.

Wang Shuxia's parents died early. She almost grew up in the second uncle Wang Fangyi's house. Like Wang Shuyun, she was also like a sister, so she came home in the independent two-story Western-style building in Wang Fangyi's military region family courtyard.

"Grandma just left the hospital. You can't let her hold her like this. Don't be tired." Seeing her daughter wrapped in Zheng Xiangjun's arms, Wang Shuxia said angrily.

"What are you afraid of? I haven't seen our Xin'er for a long time, but I miss grandma." Zheng Xiangjun hugged Liu Yaxin and didn't look at Yang Aiguo and her daughter Wang Shuyun who came in.

"By the way, where's your sister?" Zheng Xiangjun asked.

"Call sister Ling Ling upstairs." Liu Yaxin said with a smile, "I'll come down in a minute."

Sister Ling Ling? Must be Liu Yating's classmate?

Zheng Xiangjun didn't care.

Yang Yunhai walked upstairs after hearing this.

"Second uncle, aunt, I'll cook first." Wang Shuxia said with a smile, "patriotic, please sit down first."

He winked at Wang Shuyun and asked her to follow him into the kitchen.

"Sister, can you eat the rice you cooked?" Wang Shuyun hesitated.

Their family doesn't have the gene to cook. Her cooking is terrible, and her sister's level is no better than her.

"I'll open your eyes today." With a confident look, Wang Shuxia decided to do a big job later and show her family a good show.

"Well, mom, I support you." Liu Yaxin waved his small fist and said.

"Aunt, you don't know. My mother learned a lot of dishes from sister Ling Ling this year. Now this is her cooking skill." The little girl spared no effort to please her mother and gave a thumbs up.

"Hey, even our snacks are full of praise. Then we have to have a good taste of your mother's craft later." Wang Fangyi smiled and pinched Liu Yaxin's small hand.

"Of course." Liu Yaxin said proudly.

Yang Aiguo looked at the little girl with a smile, and then glanced at Wang Shuyun who followed Wang Shuxia suspiciously into the kitchen.

If there were not so many things in those days, they would not only have Yang Yunhai, but also have three children like Wang Shuxia.

So now at home, won't it be so lonely?