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

Zhuang Luming was a little angry.

"Do you mean that my wife and children don't need to accompany the army, or that we don't need to meet?"

He finally found his son and grandson, but he is not allowed to see his eldest grandson?

No one can stop him from seeing his eldest grandson, even if the king of heaven comes.

"No need to follow the army."

Song Mingchen's words immediately turned Zhuang Luming off.

However, he was still surprised by the answer.

"What? You don't like your wife? Did the Song family force you to marry her? Or is that girl a bad person?"

"No. They are used to living in the countryside and are not used to following the army."

Song Mingchen himself thought that there was nothing wrong with this idea.

Who would be willing to live in a place where they have no relatives?

"Have you asked your wife? Does she disagree with joining the army?"

Song Mingchen shook his head.

"Then how do you know that they don't want to join the army?"

Zhuang Luming pinched his brows. He felt that talking to his eldest son was very headache and difficult.

"If you feel that you and your wife have nothing in common and cannot get along, then find a way to get a divorce."

He can really understand the pain of a couple's separation.

For example, him and Mingyang's mother.

"When the time comes, Dad will help you find a good girl who is of the same social status and has the same ideals as you."

He sighed, and his Xianxian's delicate and beautiful face appeared in his mind.

Song Mingchen frowned into a big frown again.

He was very dissatisfied with what his father said.

"She gave me a son and a daughter. I will not divorce her."

Zhuang Luming was a little confused about what was going on in his eldest son's mind.

"You obviously don't care about her. How many times have you gone back home in the past few years since you got married? You don't have her in your heart, but you still hold her hostage and refuse to let go. What do you call this? You are a heartless man, Chen Shimei, do you understand?"

Song Mingchen suddenly stood up from his chair, struggling on the edge of exploding.

"What Chen Shimei? I didn't abandon my wife and children to find a new love. I sent most of my allowance to them, so that they could have enough food and clothing. How could I be Chen Shimei?"

Song Mingchen took a deep breath, exuding coldness all over his body.

"Also, what do you mean by living in vain without a soulmate? This is how couples in the village have lived for generations."

"I think this is the petty-bourgeois sentiment at work. It's boring to do something romantic."

Zhuang Luming was so angry that he gnashed his teeth and wanted to go up and slap this idiot.

He pointed at Song Mingchen's head and tapped him several times, but he didn't want to hit him.

"You are like a stone in a toilet, so stinky and hard. You are just stupid. You will know when you are smart. I don't want to bother with you, you blockhead."

A gentle knock on the door sounded at the right moment when the awkward conversation between father and son was interrupted.

Zhuang Luming called out, "Come in."

Anna pushed the door open and saluted Zhuang Luming.

"Hello, Chief Zhuang!"

"Hey! Isn't this the girl from the An family? Why are you here? Come on, sit down. Are your grandfather and your father doing well recently?"

Zhuang Luming was very surprised to see Anna. Why would a special operations team bring a meteorologist with them when they go on a mission?

"Uncle Zhuang, my dad always talks about you, saying that you have been busy all year and you don't even contact your old friends."

"Alas! If your Grandpa Zhuang hadn't been in trouble, how could I dare to contact your father at that time?"

Ever since Mr. Zhuang got into trouble, Zhuang Luming has experienced the fickleness of life.

In such a tense political situation, it is really rare that Lao An dares to say that he cares about him.

This made him feel one of the few warmth he had ever felt.

“My grandfather said that Grandpa Zhuang was framed.

Grandpa Zhuang is the most loyal soldier to the Party and the country.

My father also said that he would find a way to find out who was behind the framing of Grandpa Zhuang.

Rehabilitate Grandpa Zhuang and clear his name."

"Um, Uncle Zhuang, are you assigning tasks to Captain Song? Am I here at the wrong time?"

Anna secretly glanced at Song Mingchen and deliberately changed the subject of the conversation to Song Mingchen.

"Oh, An girl, Uncle Zhuang will introduce you formally. Song Mingchen's last name is not Song. He is my biological son who has been lost for many years. It's just that it's not convenient right now, and we can't let him recognize his ancestors."

Anna was stunned. Was God helping her?

The person she was thinking about so much turned out to be the son of an old friend?

In this way, the resistance from both her and his families would be almost zero.

"Haha, look at you, little girl. You are still like when you were little. When you hear something surprising, you blink your eyes and look dazed."

Zhuang Luming couldn't help but pat Anna's furry head as he did in the past.

Anna turned her head away and pouted in protest.

"Uncle Zhuang, how old am I now? Why are you still patting my head like you did when I was a kid?"

Zhuang Luming's originally depressed mood was dispelled by Anna's daughter-like coquettishness, and he burst into laughter.

"Uncle Zhuang, originally, I knew you were coming, so I booked a table at the restaurant in the guesthouse to welcome you. I didn't expect there would be such a big happy event. How about I host the party to celebrate your reunion as father and son?"

"Oh, by the way, my father also said that if I could see you in the military sub-district, I would pass on his words to you."

Song Mingchen was about to refuse.

Anna immediately added more weight.

"My father found some clues about Aunt Xianxian's disappearance."

Anna looked at Song Mingchen with fiery eyes.

"Auntie Xianxian should be your mother, right? She has suffered a lot in the past twenty years."

Song Mingchen immediately swallowed back the rejection that was about to come out of his mouth.

He wanted to find out the truth about his mother's disappearance more than anyone else.

Anna raised the corners of her mouth and smiled like a little fox.

Zhuang Luming is an experienced person.

Besides, he is really an expert in love affairs.

He felt that the way Anna looked at her eldest son was particularly similar to the way Xianxian looked at him back then.

However, a girl's reputation is very important, so he couldn't ask easily.

It would be awkward if Anna wasn't attracted to his son.

Zhuang Luming has a headache.

He really likes Anna.

If the eldest son had not married, Anna would have been a perfect candidate.

Unfortunately, the eldest son has already married and had children in the countryside.

The restaurant in the guesthouse doesn't have any great dishes.

Nowadays, grains, vegetables and meat are all in limited supply.

So, although Anna called it a welcoming banquet, there were only four dishes: hot and sour shredded potatoes, cold cucumber salad, braised pork with green beans, and bitter melon fried egg, plus a sauerkraut soup.

This is the best meal that can be prepared from the remaining ingredients in the guesthouse today.

Seeing that Song Mingchen was sitting like a statue and didn't move his chopsticks, Anna took the initiative to pick up some braised pork for both the father and son.

Song Mingchen still had no intention of picking up his chopsticks. He didn't look at Anna, but he was talking to her.

"What did your father find out?"