Reborn in 1970, the chief’s wife wants a divorce

"Little man, did you protect your mother and sister when your father was not at home?" Zhou Bingchen touched his son's head and asked.

"Yes. Last time my aunt scolded my mother, I threw pebbles at her." Zhou Jiakai answered, puffing up his chest.

Zhou Bingchen was stunned, then turned around and asked Zhao Zhenzhu: "You and Liang Xiaohe had a falling out?"

"Liang Xiaohe and I had a falling out. She scolded me for sucking my mother's blood and killing my parents." Zhao Zhenzhu felt a little sad.

"Pearl, I couldn't get back from leave some time ago, and you suffered." Zhou Bingchen's eyes were filled with distress.

"It's okay, it's all over." Zhao Zhenzhen lowered his head, shook his head, and tried hard to hold back his tears.

Zhao Zhenzhu was mentally prepared before marrying Zhou Bingchen.

That's what military wives are like. Most of the difficulties in life need to be borne alone.

When her husband pledged his life to the country, she would guard the rear for him.

In front of the children, it was not easy for Zhou Bingchen to continue talking about some private topics with Zhao Zhenzhu. Although the child is young, he can learn to speak. If you spill the beans, you'll get into trouble.

"Good boy, you know how to protect your mother." Zhou Bingchen praised, squatted down and picked up Zhou Jiakai with his other arm.

"Dad, I'm a big kid now, I don't need to hold you anymore." Zhou Jiakai blushed, but he was very happy.

Zhou Jiakai felt envious when he saw his father holding his sister just now. It really only takes a moment.

Last time my father came home, he hugged him too.

"No matter how big or small you two are, you are both my father's children. My father is not old yet and can still hold him. In a few years, when he can no longer hold him, he will stop holding him!" Zhou Bingchen glanced at his "duplicitous" son and said, He said with a smile.

Zhou Bingchen was originally thinking that his son was older now.

Just now, his son looked at his sister with envious eyes, which made Zhou Bingchen couldn't help but hug his son too.

In these years, he was rarely at home. Pearl taught the children well.

The father and son were talking, and Zhou Fugui's voice came from outside the door: "Bingchen~! Bingchen~!"

"Hey." Zhou Bingchen responded.

"Come over here later when you're free." Zhou Fugui didn't enter the room, but shouted at the door and left.

Zhou Fugui heard from Zhao Zhenzhu that Zhou Bingchen was back this morning. He and Ding Ermei had not gone out all morning and were waiting for Zhou Bingchen's gift at home.

I didn't expect Zhou Bingchen to sleep so well today, and didn't get up until this time.

Zhou Fugui couldn't hold himself back and urged him.

After Zhou Bingchen put the children on the ground and stood firm, he said to Zhao Zhenzhu: "Zhenzhu, let me go over and talk to my parents first."

"Bring something with you." Zhao Zhenzhu handed the cigarettes and cakes to Zhou Bingchen.

Zhao Zhenzhen knew the virtues of Zhou Fugui and his wife.

Anyway, this thing will be given sooner or later. Zhao Zhenzhu will not stop Zhou Bingchen from fulfilling his filial piety.

Zhou Bingchen carried his things and walked out of the room.

Zhou Fugui didn't come to shout, so Zhou Bingchen was going to talk to Zhou Fugui after breakfast.

Zhou Bingchen wanted his father to take good care of his eldest brother.

Big brother can't continue to make mistakes.

"Bingchen, sit down." Zhou Fugui was very polite to Zhou Bingchen, his son who could make him look good.

"Dad, I brought this for you and mom. It's a long way and it's hard to get too many things. Don't mind it." Zhou Bingchen put the things in his hands on the table and said.

Zhou Fugui was very satisfied.

When my son came back last year, he gave him three bags of large front doors. This time it was one bag, which was seven more bags!

This time, he can boast in front of acquaintances for a whole year.

Ding Ermei stood aside, but curled her lips.

How much is a pack of pastries worth? The third child is so stingy. Every time he comes home, he always gives her a bag of pastries to treat her.

"Bingchen, how long can you stay at home when you come back this time?" Zhou Fugui touched the cigarette on the table and asked.

"Dad, I plan to leave in a week." Zhou Bingchen said.

"A week? Haven't you been able to stay at home for half a month before?" Zhou Fugui's face darkened.

In the past, every time Zhou Bingchen went home, he would stay at his father-in-law's house for two or three days.

Zhou Fugui was very dissatisfied.

After finally waiting for Zhao Qingshan's family to die, Zhou Fugui thought his son would be able to stay at home for a few more days this time!

"Bingchen, is the army urging you to go back? Are you going to be promoted again? That's right. You have been a company commander for several years. Is it time to be promoted to battalion commander this time?" Ding Ermei was very happy.

Last time, Zhou Bingchen returned to the army early and was promoted to company commander.

This time, Ding Ermei felt that her son should be promoted to battalion commander.

As the battalion elder's wife, she will have more face in the village in the future.

"No, Dad, Mom, my application to join the army has been approved. This time, I will take Pearl and the children with me. There is nothing in the house just assigned by the army. I have to go back in advance to decorate it." Zhou Bingchen's face was filled with emotion. Dui said with a smile.

Zhou Bingchen didn't dare to tell Ding Ermei that he had been the battalion commander a few years ago.

Ding Ermei is very shrewd.

If he knew that Zhou Bingchen had been promoted a long time ago, he would definitely ask Zhou Bingchen for more money.

Zhou Bingchen also has children and a wife to support, so it is certainly impossible to send all the allowance to Ding Ermei.

In order to paralyze Ding Ermei, Zhou Bingchen did not even dare to tell Zhao Zhenzhu that he secretly saved a sum of money every month in the army.

"What? Are you going to take away Zhao Zhenzhu and the child this time?" Before Zhou Fugui could speak, Ding Ermei exclaimed.

Ding Ermei was very angry.

Her son is promising, but she, as a mother, has not yet enjoyed the blessings. Zhao Zhenzhen actually wants to follow her son to a big city to enjoy the blessings.

"Mom and Dad, Pearl and I will bring the children back to see you often in the future." Zhou Bingchen smiled and said.

"Don't just say nice things, let me ask you, will you send twenty yuan home every month in the future?" Ding Ermei asked.

"Mom, isn't it always ten yuan? I will still send ten yuan back every month from now on." Zhou Bingchen said, pretending to be surprised.

"I...then..." Ding Ermei hesitated for a while, but finally did not dare to tell Zhou Bingchen in front of her about the ten yuan a month she embezzled from Zhao Zhenzhu.

"Mom, when I get promoted, I will try my best to send you more. It may not be possible in the first one or two years. After Pearl and the children went to the army, they had no rations and had to buy everything to eat. Wait for me to slow down When I get over it, I will definitely send a few more dollars back." Zhou Bingchen took the opportunity to complain.

Over the years, Zhou Bingchen had been holding back on the money Ding Ermei had embezzled from Zhao Zhenzhu, just waiting for the day when he could take his wife and children to join the army.

If she keeps arguing with Ding Ermei about the ten yuan, Ding Ermei will definitely be resentful of Zhao Zhenzhu.

Zhou Bingchen was not at home all year round, and Ding Ermei was causing trouble for Zhao Zhenzhu, but Zhou Bingchen had no choice at all.

It would be better to give up some money and let the family treat Zhao Zhenzhu and his son better.

If Ding Ermei is kind-hearted, Zhou Bingchen's approach is actually right. Ding Ermei took advantage of the third bedroom, so she would definitely take care of Zhao Zhenzhu's mother and son.

It's a pity that Zhou Bingchen misjudged Ermei Ding.