Rebirth of the Little Military Wife

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Zhang Jintao came to the car and looked at the inside of the car through the rolled window.

Inside the car, it was clean.

At the head of the car, there is a bottle of freshener, so that the whole car is exuding fragrance.

In the position of the left door of the steering wheel, there is a tissue box fixed with a thin bamboo sheet.

The tissue box contains small packs of tissues. When driving, you need to use tissues when you need them.

In the back seat, there are two square pillows with exquisite handwork.

The pillow is also embroidered with patterns, and there is a downwind all the way to the words of peace.

Zhang Jintao has been driving and hasn't seen anyone's car in such a long time, with such beautiful pillows.

The car was also very clean and there was no trace of sand.

The car he had been in had some grain of sand.

But this car, like the new one, does not have a grain of sand.

How could the car be free of sand?

They come in with shoes and will bring in as much as they want.

Zhang Jintao looked up and looked at Zhang Jundian in front: "Which son's car?"

"She is not a son of a family." Zhang Jundian said.

Seeing Zhang Jintao's blinking eyes, Zhang Jundian knew that he liked the car very much.

Their family is so good, it is not easy to buy this car.

In Zhang Jintao's view, those who can buy this car naturally have some identity and some money.

But Tang Huai is not a man, not a son, Zhang Jundian answered, not false.

Even if Tang Huai is a man, she is not called a son.

She was just a child who came out of a poor family in Shuanglong Village.

But Zhang Jintao didn't believe it. It wasn't anyone's son, that must have been made by his own ability.

Zhang Jintao looked around in front of the car a few times. He suddenly thought of something, and his face was overjoyed.

Looking at Zhang Jundian's eyes, it even flickered: "Which one won't it?"

When Mrs. Zhang heard it, she suddenly became nervous.

She looked at Zhang Jundian in surprise, he would not fall in love?

Zhang Jundian is no longer the boy who didn't know how to hide his emotions.

He is now a calm young man whose emotions are not expressed in his face.

Faced with Zhang Jintao's expectation, he calmly calmly lips: "Dad, you think too much."

Hearing, Mrs. Zhang also felt that Zhang Jintao was thinking too much.

She glared at Zhang Jintao: "A Dian has said that it is his former classmates, so don't guess."

After the luggage was put away, Mrs. Zhang kindly sent the neighbor away.

At home, it was finally quiet.

Zhang Jintao and his wife returned to the room and slept.

Waking up from this sleep is night.

Zhang Jundian came downstairs in casual clothes.

Mrs. Zhang is playing with the gifts brought back from Kyoto.

Hearing the footsteps, Mrs. Zhang looked up.

Zhang Jundian, who changed into casual clothes, was full of vitality.

The short-sleeved black hooded sweater and black casual trousers made his figure more slender.

When walking, his dark, soft hair will gently float with the pace.

"Grandma." When she saw Mrs. Zhang, he called.

The sound is magnetic and the sound is refreshing.

Under the thick lashes, there is a pair of dark eyes.

These eyes, like crystal obsidian, are clear and soft with water.

Seeing her son become more and more handsome, Mrs. Zhang's heart is full of happiness and sweetness.

This feeling is just like first love.

Mrs. Zhang's face was full of smiles, "I'm sorting gifts."

"Do you need my help?" Zhang Jundian walked to the coffee table and poured a glass of water.