Rebirth: The eldest daughter emptied her family and went to the countryside

"Wu Xuan, is that you? You're not fake, are you?"

Wu Xuan rubbed Liu Yiran's hair lovingly: "What nonsense are you talking about? You don't allow your husband to make progress? Men will always grow up after getting married."

Liu Yiran gave a thumbs up: "My brother Xuan is awesome."

It was originally just a teasing remark from Liu Yiran, but it successfully made Nie Cheng and Chu Ning look unhappy.

Liu Yiran and Wu Xuan left the base one after the other. Because Wu Xuan had just returned, his driver had gone back to the army to report on his work, so he could only stay with Liu Yiran temporarily.

In the car, he took his wife's hand and said, "I heard there is a really good movie called "Game of Death". Let's go watch it together sometime!"

Liu Yiran looked at Wu Xuan in surprise.

"You went to the battlefield, right? You even knew about the movie that just premiered not long ago?"

"Oh, it was told to me by a war correspondent, an American, who had seen it and recommended it to me. I heard that it was starred by a Chinese, but unfortunately this hero in the entertainment industry has passed away."

"You should spend less time with Americans in the future. It's really unbearable."

Wu Xuan was very happy. Miller was right. For a man, nothing was more important than coaxing his wife. When his life was hanging by a thread, the doctor was afraid that he would fall asleep, so he kept asking Miller to talk to him.

When people are vulnerable, it is always easy to listen to other people's opinions.

It was at that moment that his mentality changed. He suddenly remembered that Liu Yiran had once criticized him, saying that he had no mouth, and it seemed that she was dissatisfied with him.

After he recovered from his injury, he consulted Miller frequently, which led to the changes he has today.

But he would not let Liu Yiran know all this. He had already experienced some of the pain once, and there was no need to make others suffer for him again and feel pity for him. That was meaningless.

Zhang Zhang drove the car back to Xie Jieye's place because Liu Yiran wanted to come back to get something.

Xie Jiye was taking a day off today and prepared dinner early, but he didn't expect that it was not only his daughter who came back. The moment he saw Wu Xuan, his face turned bad.

Because he knew that his days of living with his daughter were over.

"Father-in-law, I'm back. Yiyi is moving in with me today, but we're not far away, so Yiyi can come back to see you whenever she wants."

"Not far? You live in the north and I live in the east. You call this not far?"

Knowing that his father-in-law was reluctant to leave his daughter, Wu Xuan could understand: "I just came back from the battlefield, and after thinking about it, I think I should stay with my parents for a while longer.

During this period, Yiyi and I lived with my parents in the compound next door, so it was very convenient for us to come back.

After I have my wedding with Yiyi in a while, I will move to my own house in the north. This will also be better for Yiyi’s reputation.”

"If you really care about my daughter's reputation, you should let her live at home first."

Although Wu Xuan knew that Xie Jiye was being unreasonable, she still coaxed him.

"Father-in-law, we have already obtained a marriage certificate, and many people in Beijing know about it. I just returned from the battlefield after winning first-class merit. If we live separately at this time, I am afraid that others will gossip about us."

In fact, Xie Jiye understood the truth, but he couldn't bear to leave his daughter.

"Then you must come back every night for dinner and then go back after dinner. If this is not possible, I will never agree to it."

"it is good!"

Xie Jiye suddenly felt that this son-in-law was not completely useless.

"Sit down, first-class merit is not easy to get. You are not bad, you are barely worthy of my daughter!"

"Father-in-law, I know Yiyi is very good. Don't worry, I will work hard to make myself worthy of her. In the future, I want to be Yiyi's pride so that she can be worry-free at home."

These words still touched Xie Jiye. He had once said the same thing to Cheng Junmei, but unfortunately he didn't do it.

"I hope you can keep your word, but you have to protect your life. My daughter can't be a widow. If she does, people will think she is unlucky. Anyway, no one will say that you will die young."

Liu Yiran couldn't stand listening to this anymore and said coquettishly: "Dad~"

Xie Jiye also realized that what he said was a bit too much, and embarrassedly turned around and went into the kitchen to serve the dishes.

At night, when packing up, Wu Xuan considered that Liu Yiran might come back to stay when he was on a mission, so he didn't let Liu Yiran bring too many things:

"Just take some for temporary use, and we can buy the rest. You should still keep some at home so that it will be more convenient for you to come back and stay when you miss home."

Xie Jiye was even more satisfied with his son-in-law.

Before leaving, Wu Xuan said to Xie Jiye: "Father-in-law, my parents will come to visit tomorrow to discuss matters concerning my wedding with Yiyi. I have already informed them in advance. Everything will be done according to your and Yiyi's preferences."

Xie Jiye had to admit that his daughter had good taste.

He came back from studying abroad, and many of his ideas are Western, but Wu Xuan was not worried at all, and even emphasized that she had to follow his preferences. So she reluctantly accepted this son-in-law!

Wu Zhengjun and Wen Qing were already at the door, looking around.

Ever since they heard that their son would bring his daughter-in-law back to live with them for a while, the old couple were extremely happy.

"Wenqing, don't be anxious. Didn't you say you would have dinner in the East Courtyard before coming here? I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious yet." Wenqing glared at him. This old man is good in every way except that he is not good at talking.

After a while, Zhang Zhang's car drove over.

Although the Wu family lives very close to the Xie family, the layouts of their courtyards are indeed quite different. Wu Xuan's family has a small courtyard with four bedrooms and a living room, after all, he has military merits.

The old couple looked their son up and down and were relieved to find that he was still intact.

Then the old couple's entire attention shifted to Liu Yiran. Their biological son Wu Xuan, who had just returned from the battlefield, was left behind.

Wu Xuan looked at his father: "Dad, I am your biological son, right?"

Wu Zhengjun was too lazy to pay attention to him: "If you were not my biological son, you would have been locked out by now. Don't ask such stupid questions in the future. It will easily expose the fact that you are not smart."

Wu Xuan nodded: "Indeed, I am still too much like my father."

Liu Yiran was arranged to stay in the guest room, and Wu Xuan was dumbfounded.

"Dad, Mom, I can now confirm that you are definitely not my biological parents. Yiyi and I have already obtained our marriage certificate. After not seeing each other for so long, do we still have to sleep in separate rooms?"

Wenqing slapped him.

"You little brat, don't think that everything will be fine after you get the marriage certificate. Before the wedding, Yiyi is still a virgin, and I won't allow you to ruin her reputation.

Is this what your dad and I taught you?

She's a good girl, it's good enough that she doesn't look down on you for being a silly boy. You should be content, son. Yiyi is so outstanding, if you want to marry her you have to respect her, do you understand?

Oh, I'm so angry, Wu Zhengjun, did you see that? Your son is trying to be a hooligan."

Wu Zhengjun supported Wen Qing and kicked his son: "I'll help you go back and rest first, and then I'll teach him a lesson. Don't worry, there is no such person in our Wu family, and we will definitely not let him have any bad ideas."

Wu Xuan covered his legs and looked at his parents' receding backs, grimacing in pain.