Rebirth of a Military Marriage: Three Thousand Lovers: Starting with Three Cubs

Song Mingchen was extremely excited.

His wife said she loved him and called him husband.

He grew up in the North and served in the army in the South.

I know that "husband" is the name used by southerners to refer to their husband.

When he first heard his comrade’s southern wife in the military compound call him “husband”, he thought it was too harsh.

But when these two words came out of my wife's mouth, it sounded like heavenly music, so beautiful.

Yu Lingze didn't expect that this guy looked cool and aloof, but was actually just a middle school boy.

Coldness is his hedgehog shell. Once the shell is peeled off, the flesh inside is soft and sultry.

I don't want to pay attention to him. I'm still hungry.

Heaven and Earth eat the biggest meal.

Yu Lingze answered him impatiently.

"Okay, go and call our dad to come over for dinner. It's in the evening. I'll let you listen to my fill in the evening."

She just said that casually.

From then on, the nights he was around, I knew how miserable it was. I shouldn’t make random wishes, as doing so would bring retribution.

In order to fill his stomach faster, Yu Lingze didn't make it too complicated.

A pot of rice with more rice and less millet.

Vinegar and Chinese cabbage, spicy hot pot, hot and sour potato shreds, dry pot bamboo shoots, steamed bacon, bitter melon fried egg, persimmon egg drop soup, hand-held vegetables, and a bowl of fragrant fried meat sauce.

I also made some popcorn chicken for the kids.

Eight dishes and one soup, perfect.

There is a lack of water here, so I didn't dare catch any fish because they would be too conspicuous.

Zhuang Luming was just taking the rice bowl to scoop up some rice and picking up the chopsticks to eat.

My son is here.

When I heard from my son that his daughter-in-law asked him to have dinner.

It was made by my daughter-in-law herself.

It was a bit unexpected.

Then, it's happiness.

My daughter-in-law is much better than my son.

You don’t know until you compare. Once you compare, you will feel that this son is so terrible.

I guess if it weren’t for his daughter-in-law, the son wouldn’t even remember whether his father had eaten or not.

Wait until you see the table set by Yu Lingze with eight appetizing dishes and one soup.

He glanced at his son with a look that was indescribable, and there was a hint of resentment in his eyes.

How come this son is so lucky?

The daughter-in-law who was brought here for the wedding can be so outstanding. It is hard to find a good girl even with a lantern, but she has fallen headfirst into this crooked tree of his.

What's good about this son? Except for his good looks, he's not good in any other way.

Bad temper, cold, and doesn't care what other people think.

The more I look at it, the more unpleasant it becomes.

Song Mingchen didn't understand why such delicious food would make his father look at him like that?

What's wrong with him?

But he really didn't care.

Love the same look as you do.

Dad is also a dispensable person, who cares about his look?

If Zhuang Luming knew what his son was thinking, he would definitely slap him in the face.

Zhuang Luming took a bite of the spicy hotpot, and the spicy and fragrant taste satisfied all the taste buds on his tongue.

"Mingchen's wife, where did you get the ingredients? Why are there so many varieties? They are so delicious!"

Song Mingchen quickly replied, "I found it."

Then he looked at his father, and his eyes made it clear: if you want to eat, don't ask questions.

Zhuang Luming shut up decisively.

In fact, he didn't suspect anything, he just asked casually.

I can’t stop sipping on the delicious food now. My mouth is busy, so I don’t have time to talk.

Yu Lingze finished his meal happily amid everyone's compliments.

Zhuang Luming held his bloated stomach.

"Oh, Mingchen's wife, you can't do this.

What should I do now that you have spoiled my appetite?

Will I be able to eat well from now on?

If that doesn't work, I'll see, I can just retire early, and then I'll live with you guys in your old age."

When Song Mingchen heard this, he knew it was not a good thing.

There are already three little light bulbs between him and his wife, and he can't have another old light bulb.

"no!"

Zhuang Luming was furious, "What? You dare to look down on me?"

Song Mingchen's mind raced, "No, I mean you are only in your forties, how can you retire so early? The country needs you."

Zhuang Luming looked at his son suspiciously.

"Are you telling the truth? Why don't I believe it?"

Yu Lingze chuckled.

The highest commander of the Southwest Military Region doesn't seem very smart in front of his son.

It’s obvious that what his son said was false, is there any need to ask?

Yu Lingze quickly rescued her man.

"Dad, why not? That's great. If you retire, you can live with us and help me take care of the kids.

You are an old revolutionary, so the children you brought up must have high ideological awareness. "

Zhuang Luming was satisfied and pointed at Song Mingchen to teach him a lesson.

"If you hadn't married a good wife, do you think I would be willing to live with you?"

He turned around and looked at Yu Lingze with a friendly face.

"Oh, eldest daughter-in-law, your mother passed away early, otherwise she would be so happy to see a daughter-in-law like you!"

As he spoke, his eyes became red.

"Your mother left a lot of things for you, I will give them to you when I have time.

Oh, yes, I have one right now."

As he spoke, he took out an oil-paper bag from his pocket and handed it to Song Lingze.

"Open it and take a look! This was embroidered by your mother herself when she got married. She said that if she had a son in the future, she would leave it to her son and daughter-in-law."

When Yu Lingze opened it, he found it was a silk handkerchief with embroidery and very fine texture.

A vivid nine-colored deer is embroidered on it.

The word "Xianxian" is embroidered on one corner.

He turned the handkerchief over and the pattern was exactly the same.

I can't help but be amazed, "Intangible cultural heritage - double-sided embroidery?! So delicate, so perfect!

My mom is really good at making things. I like this gift very much. Thank you, Dad."

Zhuang Luming asked puzzledly, "What is intangible cultural heritage?"

Yu Lingze was sweating, he was talking nonsense again.

Where is this word now?

I had to gloss over it vaguely, "Oh, I was just making it up. I saw it in the newspaper, and I don't really understand it."

Song Mingchen knew that his wife had accidentally dropped half of her vest again.

He quickly covered for his wife, "Wife, I have another one here. These handkerchiefs are a pair."

Yu Lingze's eyes lit up, "Oh, really? Great, let me see yours."

"It's not on me. It's sewn into the pillow in the dormitory. I'll give it to you when I get back."

Yu Lingze discovered that the Nine-Colored Deer seemed to be shining with metallic luster of different colors.

She was surprised. What kind of thread was used to embroider this? This embroidery thread looked very special.

She couldn't help but turn on the system function to detect.

The detection results surprised her.

This is a new type of synthetic metal material.

High strength, light weight, high temperature resistance, super corrosion resistance, wear resistance.

Moreover, the color of the synthesized metal can be changed by using different metal ratios, and the requirements for adjusting various properties of the synthesized product can also be met.

If this thing comes out and is widely used in various fields, it will greatly improve the existing level of productivity.

More importantly, it can bring about earth-shaking changes in the fields of aerospace, military equipment, national defense technology, and medicine.

Yu Lingze suddenly had an idea.

Could this be the scientific research result left by Zhu Xianxian's father?