Rebirth of the Little Military Wife

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"What do you guys say? You don't care anymore? If you don't care, why would you be so angry with steel bars?" Mrs. Jing gave a white glance to Jing Juntai, and the tone also increased. , A very loud hiccup.

Jingjuntai frowned disgustingly, "How come I always hiccup? The smell is so heavy."

"I don't know. I have been hiccupping all the time this week, and occasionally I feel bloating. I haven't had a bowel movement for a week." Jing Laotai said.

"Anyway, I'm in K City. I'll go to Tang Huai to see tomorrow." Jing Juntai glanced at her coolly. "It's been a week, and I don't see a doctor. You really think of yourself as steel? You don't know Is it old, the more the problem? "

"They all fell down when they were young, and I regret to be a soldier now." She was a soldier when someone else was a soldier, and she was able to come out as a problem.

"It's life, even if you don't serve as a soldier, you will have a lot of problems. It gives you time to read more books, and the books say that unhappy people are more likely to be sick than cheerful people. You always make trouble Noisy, dominatrix, tigress used to describe, it is not too much. "

"My **** tigress, haven't you married me yet? You can't be noble."

"I don't know how much I regret to marry you. I should have married Alan at the beginning."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Jing blushed with a thick neck, "What are you talking about? !!! It turns out that you have always been thinking about Alan!"

Alan in their mouth is their comrade-in-arms. They are very weak girls. They were forced to serve as soldiers by their families. They could not bear the pain in the army, so they cried and cried. Crying is always so soft.

Most men like petite little women. Such women can easily stimulate their desire to protect. Many male soldiers like Alan, but Alan likes Jing Juntai, but Jing Juntai is an alternative. He doesn't like delicate and weak women, but like the old lady Jing when he was young. When Mrs. Jing was young, she was the kind of woman with a loud voice who didn't gasp for a lap of sandbags.

Jing Juntai sighed when he thought that they were young. How could this person change so much?

As Mrs. Jing grew older, her temper was getting more and more irritable.

And now Alan has become an elegant wife. He has a good temper and treats his daughter-in-law and grand-daughter like her own daughter-in-law.

"I did n’t care about her, I just hope you can learn from her and relax your mind, do n’t worry about anything, Tang Huai or Jiajia, since they are married to your grandson, they will gladly accept them. Why didn't it help you have great grandchildren? "

"You just want Alan, you regret to marry me or not Alan!" Mrs. Jing suddenly got jealous like a little girl and got angry. She sat up suddenly and stared at Jing Juntai scolding: "I heard Alan 'S husband is dead, if you regret to marry me, you go to her, I'll do you! Damn things! Old fritters that will wet your shoes when you urinate and want to have a geriatric love? Huh! "

After scolding, Mrs. Jing kicked her pillow and went out.

Chat chat, chattered, not chatting!

This dead old man, no wonder that in these years, he has become more and more fierce and indifferent to her. It turns out that she is thinking about other women!

Jing Juntai stared at the old lady Jing, how could this old lady become more and more like a little girl?

The temper is getting bigger and bigger, and the mind is getting simpler.

Jing Juntai sighed helplessly, snapped and turned off the lamp to sleep.

Already accustomed to Mr. Jing's bad temper, he did not coax her.

Besides, it ’s a lot of young people.

When Mrs. Jing returned to the room where she was sleeping, the gas in her stomach became more and more vigorous, and her liver was hurting, and her belly was bloating. She threw the pillow heavily on the ground, stepped and stepped on it resentfully, and kept crying: "Dead old man, I stepped on you and I stepped on you!"

The pillow was too slippery, one was careless, Mrs. Jing stepped on her feet, and the sole slipped, and she fell on the ground.

The abdomen swelled up with anger, and this drop felt that the old bones were falling apart.

She covered her liver with pain in one hand, supported the ground with one hand, and wailed sorrowfully: "It hurts me, it hurts me, Jing Juntai, you dead old man, come and help me up, ah ... pain Come to me ... "

Jing Juntai heard her shouting and quickly got up, ran over without wearing shoes.

Seeing her sitting on the ground and howling, he lifted her up and said in a disgruntled tone: "In the big night, don't you make trouble? Do you make noises like this, and you will also make your neighbors sleep. You have to get angry and wait until tomorrow Noisy, shut me up now! "

"I wrestled!" Mrs. Jing's eyes were red.

"Be careful not to walk this way."

Seeing Mrs. Jing covering her abdomen, he was worried, and asked, "Why are you covering this place?"

"Liver hurts!" Jing Jing shouted at him.

"Just so angry?" Jing Juntai was speechless. He put her on the bed. "Hurry up, don't be like a three-year-old kid.

The three-year-old can still coax, this old lady can't coax.

"You are now more and more disgusted by me, not by my dominatrix, I am a three-year-old child. What happened to the three-year-old child? The three-year-old child does not know how cute it is.

"It doesn't make sense to you." Jing Juntai put the old lady Jing on the bed and went out.

Mrs. Jing exclaimed angrily: "Dead man, don't ask me where I fell, I think, I won't feel distressed if I die."

Mrs. Jing, who was lying in bed, became more and more angry and couldn't fall asleep. Her abdomen swelled first, and then it hurts. Grandma's all suffered from Jing Juntai's gas!

This is how she stayed up until dawn.

It was dawn, and I was still not asleep.

Jing Juntai cooked the noodles, and she couldn't eat any more.

Jing Juntai looked at her funny: "Still angry?"

"Satiated!" Mrs. Jing still looked very angry.

"I think I'm not good at cooking. You will cook it yourself later."

"I'm full! I haven't stretched it for a week, there are people who can't get in and out, and I feel uncomfortable!"

"I'm constipated. Let's take a look at Tang Huai." Jing Juntai finished the noodles two or three times, without washing the bowls, so he picked up the car key and took Mrs. Jing to Yimin Hospital to find Tang Huai.

Mrs. Tang Huai heard that Jing Juntai was so angry last night that Jing Juntai was so angry that she didn't get rid of the pain for a night. She originally wanted to arrange her to have super intestinal ytterbium.

When he saw the results of CT, Tang Huai's face suddenly became very bad.

Jing Juntai accompanied him into the CT room. When Tang Huai's face suddenly changed, Jing Juntai raised his heart and asked, "What's wrong?"

Tang Huai pursed his lips and looked deeply at Mrs. Jing, "the advanced stage of liver cancer."