Reborn in 1980, I became the sweet wife of a tough guy

Deputy Director Zhong is in charge of public security and is the direct leader of the police station. After reading the confession, he took action. If such a vicious incident occurs in his area of ​​responsibility, what's the point?

When Deputy Director Zhong was filled with indignation, Ji Cheng told the family's background. When he heard Director Wen, Deputy Director Zhong's eyes were dark and unclear.

The one whose surname is Wen is the director of the Finance Bureau.

The Wen Bureau was affected by that movement and was transferred to Xiaoli Village. After resuming work, it has a good reputation and has done many practical things.

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Qiao Anan waited at the station for nearly two hours before Ji Cheng arrived late.

"went well?"

Ji Cheng gave her a firm look and said, "We'll talk about it when we get back."

Secretary Muzi and his wife squatted at the town police station waiting to release them, but Director Chen resisted and refused to show up.

It was probably the first time he had been rejected. Secretary Muzi complained bitterly to Liu Hanqing, "A deputy director of your police station jumped out of nowhere. He may be impatient. Are you trying to set rules for our Li family?"

Liu Hanqing revealed a little bit, "Your brother-in-law's matter has become a big deal, and it has been handed over to the higher authorities."

"How dare he?"

After clearly telling him that someone was on top, yet so disrespectful, Secretary Muzi even thought that Ji Cheng was unscrupulous, and he wouldn't do this if he had a quick thinking.

At this moment, the door opened, and an old man about sixty years old walked in energetically. Secretary Muzi's arrogance suddenly dropped.

"Dad, why are you here?"

The old secretary Toutou gave him a slap in the face and said, "You trash, why don't you come home with me!"

The old secretary had been a branch secretary for nearly forty years and had just retired. The murderous aura in his body was still there. Secretary Muzi didn't dare to take a breath and slunk away after his father.

Secretary Muzi’s wife didn’t dare to stay long, and the chair was empty within three minutes!

After walking out of the police station, Secretary Muzi said: "Li Xue's brother is still at the police station..."

The old secretary slapped his son again. It was too mud to support the wall, and his head was full of shit!

"What the hell is your brother-in-law? You don't have any points? You used my name and the Wen Bureau's name to get your brother-in-law. How dare you?"

This slap hit Secretary Muzi, and his wife felt very guilty, because she was the one who was pulling the tiger's skin and pulling the flag.

"Dad, I'm worried, isn't it? The newly transferred deputy director doesn't know how to praise me, so he came up and opened a knife on my brother-in-law."

"No god can save you from what your brother-in-law did. Hearing that the bureau has said that business is business, he won't interfere... I tell you that I don't care anymore, and you will go home with me, unless you are tired of being the party secretary."

Party Secretary Muzi just took a break. Without his father and Director Wen, what advantage does he have?

Ji Cheng asked his wife to wait in the reception room while he went to talk to Director Chen and then went home with her.

"It's not time to get off work yet, right?"

"Today counts as a business trip, so I can take a half day off."

Director Chen is capable and tactful enough. As long as things are done, Ji Cheng doesn't care if he makes a bad show.

The couple left the police station. Ji Cheng pointed to the rows of private houses in the back, "That's the town government's family home. We'll live there too."

The house is still a house from the 1970s, it looks okay, not too old.

"How many rooms?"

"There are three small rooms in the main house, and there is a side room in the south, a hall, a kitchen, and a toilet. It turns out that there are people living there, and Director Chen is urging them to vacate the house."

Although it was very close to Mulan Village, Qiao Anan still wanted to live here. Firstly, it was convenient to have food and accommodation in the town. Secondly, it was always inconvenient to live with her parents-in-law.

Thirdly, if there is a suitable opportunity, she would also like to start a small business.

When we got home, as expected, Ji's mother was busy running around. Either she was crying or she was crying, but she only had one body and two hands, so she couldn't take care of it at all.

Qiao Anan quickly put down her things and picked up the child.

It took Fanfan and Lele a while to stop crying. Qianqian didn't cry out loud, but there were tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, which made people feel even more distressed.

Qiao Anan turned her back to breastfeed. Her milk supply was getting less and less now. She could only feed the three children evenly. If they didn't eat enough, they would drink milk powder and eat complementary foods.

After working for a while, the three children had enough to eat and drink, played with their feet, dozed off, and chatted with the adults.

"Mom, please sit down and have a rest. Are you exhausted?"

Ji's mother wiped her sweat, "I don't feel tired, I just feel anxious. The one who cried the most was Fanfan, the one who cried the most pitifully was Lele, Qianqian also cried, I didn't know which one to hug first, Which one should I coax first? I’m so anxious.”

"Children cry twice. Isn't this their flexibility? One is eating and the other is crying."

"How can that be done? She was born prematurely, and her body and bones are not as strong as others. Don't cry too much."

Others cannot understand the feelings between grandparents and grandchildren.

"Mom, please rest, I'll cook."

"That's okay. I bought three big bones and want to make broth for you to make milk."

"Then make soup."

Ji Cheng stood up and said, "I'll light the fire."

Ji's mother teased Lele, "The eldest brother is going to bed, and the second brother is chewing his feet. We don't want to imitate the second brother. Let's go to bed, okay?"

"Ah, ah, ah."

"You said yes? Then let's lie down and sleep."

Ji's mother slept on one side of the three children and stretched out her arms to hold them all in her arms.

Qiao Anan looked over and said to Ji Cheng, "Mom is the most tired person in our family."

"You're tired too."

"I'm thinking that if I go to town, I'll find someone reliable to look after the kids. I don't want my mother to go with me. It'll be so tiring."

"Well, it's really tiring to see three at once."

Qiao Anan didn't plan to be a housewife.

After making bone soup, Qiao Anan was going to fry some dried eggplant and some shredded carrots.

Then make custard stew for the children.

"Have you finished your business with the county?"

Qiao Anan said with a smile: "The stationmaster will send technicians tomorrow, and seeds and fertilizers will be delivered. I will ask dad to go to the site tomorrow, and I will go too."

"Jicheng, in the future I want potato cultivation to become the signature industry of Mulan Village. If it can lead to a better surrounding area, I want our three children to receive the best education and enjoy a happier life. I also want both parties to My parents have a happy old age, so I want to make money.”

"If there's anything you need from me, just ask."

"Of course, you are the backbone of our family, I won't be polite."

There were panicked footsteps outside, and someone pushed the door open and came in with a quick voice, "Party Secretary, is the Party Secretary at home?"

Ji Cheng walked out of the room and said, "Sister-in-law Shen, the child has just fallen asleep and my father is not here. Do you have anything to do with him?"

Sister-in-law Kun's face turned pale, "Ji Chuanling's grandson chopped up all our cabbage. It will take more than a month before the new vegetables come out. What will I eat this month? Will I pierce my neck?"

Sister-in-law Kun's hands were shaking with anger, "How come such a disaster has happened to our Mulan Village? Why don't we die for a good person?"