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

Yu Lingze squatted down, looked into Erbao's eyes tenderly, and asked, "Erbao, you look so serious, do you like this job done by Uncle San?"

Erbao shook his head and said nothing, but his eyes were eager when he looked at Yu Lingze.

Yu Lingze didn't understand and continued to ask: "What is Erbao looking at?"

Erbao pointed to the drawing and said, "This drawing looks good."

"Do you like painting?"

Erbao continued to shake his head and stopped talking.

Yu Lingze was speechless. This child was a taciturn person. It was so difficult to communicate with him. It was all based on guessing. As a mother, she couldn't do it!

"Mom, Erbao likes the things in this picture."

Yu Lingze suddenly realized that this kid liked drawings of construction machinery.

After listening to his sister's words, Erbao finally nodded his head, indicating that his elder sister's answer was correct.

"Okay, that's no problem. Mommy will teach you to read and draw simple mechanical drawings at the same time. It seems that our Erbao is going to be a mechanical engineer when he grows up." She rubbed Erbao's head and made the first life plan for him.

Many years later, when Erbao became a leader in the field of mechanical design engineering, he still lamented that his mother had such a poor vision back then.

After a while, Aunt Yuehua came with team leader Song Changhe.

When Song Changhe saw the efficiency of the shuttleless loom, his eyes widened. He was almost 40 years old and thought he would stop at the position of captain. Now that he has this invention that can influence the industrial chain to enhance his achievements, it is not impossible for him to take another step forward.

Song Changhe fumbled with the loom, which was so old that it was about to fall out but had brand new significance, and his eyes were red with excitement.

He had been the team leader for several years and knew the historical significance and political value it carried better than his wife.

Song Changhe said bluntly: "Mingchen's wife, what do you want?"

Yu Lingze was even more straightforward: "Keep it a secret for me, don't let anyone else know that I changed it. Also, I want the team to give me a letter of introduction, I will go to the army to visit my relatives in a few days."

"That's it? I've made the decision. At the end of the year, I'll give my third daughter-in-law an extra 20 kilograms of New Year's pig and 200 work points, and I'll give them all to you in private. The letter of introduction is fine, but it's unlikely that your mother-in-law will agree to you joining the army." Song Changhe was a little embarrassed. Wang Guihua was notoriously difficult to deal with, and he was a little scared.

"The team can just give me a letter of introduction. I'll figure out what to do with my mother-in-law myself."

"What can you do? I would say ignore your mother-in-law, get the letter of introduction, and leave secretly." Aunt Yuehua suggested.

Yu Lingze smiled and said nothing more.

Other matters will be handled by Captain Song Changhe, so she will not interfere.

She believed that she did not understand the officialdom of that era and could not give Song Changhe more advice.

Aunt Yuehua asked her third daughter-in-law to help modify her family's old loom.

The third daughter-in-law readily agreed.

They went their separate ways.

Although Yu Lingze was very reluctant to go back to the Song family, he had to take the children back.

Little did she know that there was a tail hanging behind her.

Zhuang Mingyang felt that he must have gone crazy today. He followed the girl and was reluctant to leave.

When he heard the three kids calling her mother, Zhuang Mingyang felt as if a bucket of cold water was poured over him from head to toe, and his whole body was chilled to the bones.

He was nineteen years old and had never been attracted to any girl. This time he finally fell in love, but he regretted not meeting her before he got married.

A feeling of despair rose in Zhuang Mingyang's heart, and his mouth was full of bitterness.

It wasn't until he followed her for a whole morning and saw what she did, said and thought that he felt even more sad and upset.

How come such a talented girl got married?

She looks to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, about the same age as me, and already has three children. Why did she get married so early?

Zhuang Mingyang looked at the backs of the mother and her two children as they walked away in the sunlight, feeling extremely lost.

Back in the cowshed, he poured the cow dung he had picked up from his backpack into a tattered basket, looking completely listless.

Old Zhuang noticed that his grandson was not in a good mood, so he asked, "Brother Yang, what's wrong? You look so depressed. Were you bullied by the kids in the village again?"

Zhuang Mingyang didn't answer and let out a long sigh.

Old Zhuang had no idea that his little grandson was in love, so he continued to interrogate him, "Grandson, don't be discouraged. Grandpa will send you back to the city safe and sound even if it costs me my old bones."

Zhuang Mingyang remained silent. He picked up some cow dung and started a fire to prepare lunch.

They were sent to labor reform as the "five black categories" and bad elements, and they were not worthy of eating from the big pot. They had no share in earning work points, and could only rely on the small amount of food rations given by the brigade according to regulations to fill their stomachs.

After a year, Zhuang Mingyang changed from a sunny boy with a poetic temperament to a skinny skeleton.

Mr. Zhuang fell from a high position to hell. He was often dragged out for criticism and parade through the streets. He looked so haggard that he seemed to have aged ten years.

Mr. Zhuang thought that his grandson was remembering her mother's ruthless abandonment and couldn't help but sigh.

The psychological trauma caused by the parents to the child cannot be made up by a grandfather. It is really hard for this sensible child!

"Grandpa, please continue to teach me foreign languages ​​when you have time, and tell me about our family's enemies." Zhuang Mingyang said seriously.

Mr. Zhuang was very surprised. Why did his little grandson suddenly change his personality?

In the past, he only liked pretentious things like playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and was never interested in politics and diplomacy.

At one point, Mr. Zhuang thought that his legacy could no longer be passed on.

The only surviving son joined the army and made great achievements in the military.

Sun Tzu has a scholarly temperament and only likes to study.

Last year, he was framed and labeled as one of the "five black categories" and sent to Songjiawazi for labor reform. He took the initiative to sever his father-son relationship with his son, thus saving his son.

However, the grandson was extremely stubborn and would never break off relations with him, and would rather be locked up in the cowshed with him.

Thinking of this, tears welled up in Mr. Zhuang's eyes. Thanks to his grandson's company, otherwise his old bones would not have been able to endure for so long.

Yu Lingze stopped at the door of her house. She really didn't want to enter this house.

Suddenly an idea came to her mind that she could take the children to the mountains to cut grass for the pigs.

Although cutting grass for pigs earns few work points, it is always a good excuse to hide away.

Another advantage is that once we get up the mountain and find a deserted place, the four of us can enjoy a big meal.

Yu Lingze simply took the children to the brigade's warehouse to get sickles and backpacks, and walked towards Xiaodingzi Mountain at the east end of the village.

When she passed by the cowshed, she saw an old man and a child making a fire and cooking.

When Zhuang Mingyang looked up, he saw the girl holding the baby looking over here.

His face suddenly became hot, and a red cloud spread from his ears to his cheeks.