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

The young couple arrived outside Zhao Jingchuan's temporary ward and were stopped by someone.

Because the Type 66 military and police uniforms are not divided so finely.

It is impossible to tell whether this person is from the military or the police by his clothes.

Song Mingchen narrowed his peach blossom eyes, and a dangerous aura spread around him.

The two people who stopped the man were a little scared, but they didn't back off.

Yu Lingze knew that her man had a bad temper, so she quickly stopped him from taking action.

Pull him into a corner and smooth his hair first.

"Hubby, don't get excited. You can't do it now. If you get hurt, it will give people something to blame. I have a way."

As he spoke, Yu Lingze turned on the system, and the scene in the ward was clearly visible.

A man in his thirties with a hooked nose was interrogating Zhao Jingchuan.

"You know these three children, right? I advise you to tell the truth about your problems and try to get leniency."

Zhao Jingchuan glanced at the three cubs calmly.

There was no ripple on his face.

"I don't know him. I don't have any questions to answer.

I am also one of the persons in charge of the 3.13 major case, and it is my duty to track down the suspects.

I tracked the suspect here and arrested him at the appropriate time, and I did not commit any disciplinary violations."

The hooked nose was angry.

"He slammed the table. Your accomplice Li Cui has already confessed. It's no use for you to deny it.

You two were lovers and gave birth to a daughter who was adopted.

These three children are your grandchildren.

This is an ironclad fact, and we can still convict you even if you deny it."

Zhao Jingchuan was shocked.

Could it be that these three children have already met Li Cui?

She couldn't bear it and admitted it?

No, it's impossible.

Li Cui has been with him for so many years, so he still understands her.

Given her slickness and sophistication, it would be impossible for her to confess so easily.

Zhao Jingchuan simply closed his eyes and pretended not to hear anything he asked.

The hooked nose was almost going crazy.

How can he hold his head up in front of his boss if he fails to complete the task assigned by Director Wang?

I thought it was a good job, but I didn't expect these two old guys to be more stubborn than the other.

The hooked nose took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.

I squatted down and touched Yaya's little head, trying to soften my voice.

"Little girl, look, your grandpa is so badly injured, can you go and comfort him?"

Yaya's pair of watery almond eyes seemed as beautiful as the morning dew in spring, and she looked at the hooked nose innocently.

"Uncle, he is not my grandpa. My grandpa is darker and shorter than him."

The hooked nose went to seduce Erbao again.

"Uncle thinks you must be an honest and good child. You should call him grandpa, right? If you do, uncle will reward you with a slingshot."

Erbao rolled his eyes in his heart, but his expression was delighted.

The little guy's eyes lit up and his thick, dark eyebrows raised upwards.

"Really, uncle? Then I don't want the slingshot. I want to see this."

Erbao pointed at the pistol on the hooked-nosed man's waist.

The hook-nosed man quickly put the pistol back.

"No, this is a real gun, not something a child can play with."

Erbao pouted.

"If you don't want to show it to me, then he's not my grandpa."

There is sweat on the hooked nose and forehead.

"Then if I let you touch him, you will call him grandpa."

Erbao suddenly rolled his eyes at him.

"Then what do you want to touch? I'll let you touch it too, and you can call him grandpa too. I'll do that."

Yaya couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Xiaobao laughed foolishly. He pointed at the hooked nose and called out, "Grandpa!"

The hooked nose was so angry that it fell backwards.

Zhao Jingchuan couldn't help laughing when he saw these three cunning little guys who made the interrogation so exciting.

Yu Lingze was having a hard time holding back his laughter outside.

Only Song Mingchen was worried.

"Wife, why are you still laughing?"

Yu Lingze shook his head.

"I'll tell you later when I get back."

The plan of Hooked Nose to use the child to break through the psychological defenses of Zhao Jingchuan and Li Yapo ended in failure.

He couldn't really do anything to the three children.

There was nothing they could do but ask someone to send the three children back.

But as soon as I walked out the door, I saw Song Mingchen and his wife standing there waiting with sullen faces.

The hooked nose was a little embarrassed. He touched the tip of his pointed nose and coughed twice to clear his throat.

"Captain Song, these three kids are playing by the river, and I don't know whose kids they are.

My colleague saw it and brought it to you, and is just about to send it back to you."

Song Mingchen took the three children with an expressionless face.

"Yaya, this uncle helped you, don't you want to thank him?"

Yaya turned on the little movie queen mode and reenacted the scene again.

I imitated the hook-nosed man's voice, intonation, movements and eye expressions perfectly.

The hook-nosed man was stunned.

I have never seen such a clever child.

What kind of talent is this?

Is it the legendary unique skill of those family-inherited artists - ventriloquism?

The most embarrassing thing was that my lie was exposed on the spot by a kid who was less than five years old.

He had never been so embarrassed in his life.

Song Mingchen had no expression on his face and his voice was flat.

"I will report the situation truthfully to your superiors.

At the same time, I will seek justice for my children.”

A trace of resentment flashed in his hooked eyes, but he didn't dare to show it.

If a real fight breaks out, even if ten of him were tied up, they would probably not be a match for this special forces king.

What's more, he was in the wrong first, and if he got beaten up, he would have no place to complain.

After returning home, Yu Lingze gave psychological counseling to the three children one by one.

Song Mingchen couldn't take his eyes off his little wife's every move, every smile.

Six words he had seen in a book suddenly popped into his mind.

Gentle Township, Hero Tomb.

At that time, he sneered, thinking that the person who wrote these six words was either a madman or a fool.

As a result, he has now become a madman and a fool himself.

The three members of the Yu family and Zhuang Luming came over for dinner as usual.

Song Mingchen was not happy about it. He always felt that serving such a large group of people was tiring for his wife.

Yu Lingze didn't care.

A few more people just mean a few more pairs of chopsticks.

They are not outsiders, they are all relatives and friends whom she considers her own family.

Yu Lingze originally thought that based on Song Mingchen's previous behavior, he would definitely not go into the kitchen to help.

I thought that my husband needed to be educated and trained, and not allowed to act like a big boss and avoid doing housework.

Unexpectedly, Song Mingchen completely overturned the memory that Yu Zhaodi left her.

Ever since she entered the kitchen, Song Mingchen has been circling around her.

He is like a male peacock spreading his tail, showing off his body and muscles from time to time.

"Song Mingchen, something's wrong with you? Didn't you never go into the kitchen before?"

Song Mingchen looked resentful.

"Wife, can we not bring up the past? Besides, wasn't I always busy with work outside when I got home before?

Go up the mountain to chop firewood, fetch water, repair broken tables and chairs, build walls, repair stoves, and go to the fields to do farm work.

I haven't been here for a while?

Besides, you hide when you see me, have you forgotten?"