Stirring military marriage: Dr. Juan Wang is pampered like a spoiled wife

Under the constant instigation and encouragement of the naughty child, the woman plucked up the courage to come to Su Yun and said that she wanted to spend money to buy a cake from her, and her son wanted to eat it.

Su Yun refused without hesitation, "If you want to eat it, I can give you one, but if your son eats it, I won't sell it."

"If you eat it yourself in front of me, I can give it to you now."

Su Yun didn't forget to add another sentence.

The woman begged with her eyes open, "I don't want to eat it. Can you sell it to my son? Just one."

She would never eat alone in front of her husband and son. If she did, she also knew the consequences. Neither of them would stop eating, so she might as well not eat.

Her husband's family is in good condition. Although the food is not as good as that of her husband and son, the family will not deprive her of food. Compared with other families, her material conditions are much better. Her family status is not high. , other aspects, she thought it was okay.

A woman has been brainwashed by her husband's family for a long time and thinks that men should be respected in the family. Even if it is a son, she must support her. After all, her mother-in-law is right. She will have to rely on her son to support her in the future. If she treats her son badly, She will end up miserable in the future, and there will be no one to take care of her funeral arrangements after she dies.

Su Yun hated women, and her sympathy quickly disappeared. She said bluntly: "I have changed my mind. Now you are the one eating it, and I don't want to give it to you, let alone your son."

The woman had a soft temper and was choked to the point of being speechless. She turned around angrily and went back to the naughty child to coax him in a low voice.

Su Yun was too lazy to take another look, and it was unappetizing to see too much.

The naughty kid probably sensed Su Yun's hostility towards him, so he didn't continue to make trouble, which was considered wise.

Later, when Su Yun and his family were having dinner, the three of them all went out. They were probably afraid of being tempted by Su Yun's good things. They couldn't eat but were thinking about it, which made them feel more tormented and really uncomfortable. It would be better not to see or smell.

With Han Lingyuan here, the naughty kid was relatively quiet, and the rest of the day was spent peacefully.

An An's expectations for the green leather train disappeared as the days passed. She couldn't wait to arrive as soon as possible. She chased Su Yun every day and asked: "Mom, how many more days will it take to arrive?"

She couldn't wait to get off the train. She felt uncomfortable lying on the train.

Although Pingping was a little impatient, he didn't show it.

He would also read books in the car to pass the time, but An An couldn't sit still or calm down, let alone flip through the illustrated little books that Su Yun bought for her.

Su Yun asked Wu Minxue to mail these little people's books back from Shanghai. There were quite a lot of them in Shanghai, and they were all illustrations with few words. An'an didn't know the words, so she just looked at the illustrations.

Ping Ping's learning ability is much better than An An's. He can understand these little books with illustrations, and he can also understand some simple books with only text and no illustrations. Su Yun has not read the more profound ones, so he can't read them. I don’t know if he can see or understand.

Her intuition told her that her son should have a high IQ and be a genius. But Su Yun doesn't want everyone to realize that Ping Ping is a genius. She hopes that Ping Ping can have a happy childhood. In her previous life, she had seen too many prodigies fall too hard because they were praised too highly by the world, and ended up living better than ordinary people. Not as good as that.

Ping Ping is only two years old. Even if he shows extraordinary talent later on, it will at least have to wait until he goes to school.

And, when the time comes, let him choose what kind of life he will take.

"We'll arrive at the station tomorrow."

Day after day passed, when Su Yun announced that tomorrow was the deadline, An An immediately cheered: "Mom, that's great, it's finally here."

Su Yun also breathed a sigh of relief. It had been a long time since she had taken a train. Although Ping Ping was obedient and sensible, she and Ping Ping shared a narrow bed every day. She also had backaches and felt unwell all over. She just wanted to get there quickly and have a good time. Lie down on the big bed and rest.

She is an adult and can't say anything openly, she can only hold it in. The trains in this era were really too slow. Every time she took them, she missed the high-speed trains and airplanes of later generations.

Hearing this, Ping Ping's eyes gradually brightened.

It was obvious that he was also exhausted in this small carriage.

Han Lingyuan looked at the three people in his family calmly, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly. When he went on a mission, he had never been in a worse environment than this. Sitting on the soft bed for ten days did not feel like hardship at all. A few years ago, when he went home to visit relatives alone, the green trains he took were all hard sleepers, and he had never taken a soft sleeper. The conditions in the hard sleeper were more difficult, and he didn't feel much tired.

However, the three people in the family were raised to look squeamish, so it was normal for them not to endure this hardship. Han Lingyuan did not feel that this was inappropriate at all.

His daughter-in-law deserves better. As for his son, he is still young, so he can barely accept it. When he grows up, he must practice and practice well. A man must be strong so that he can support a family in the future and protect himself. people.

When Su Yun's family of four arrived at the station, the naughty child's family of three hadn't gotten off the bus yet. They had to go to Guangzhou and it would take several days to arrive.

As soon as they left, the naughty boy urged his father to make up for the ticket, "Dad, go buy a ticket and let mom live in our compartment."

The naughty kid's mother was in the next car. It was inconvenient to get in and out of this compartment every day. Sometimes the naughty kid was in need but couldn't find anyone to help him. He didn't dare to mention it to his dad. He knew full well that he had to do it himself. , and his dad won’t buy it either. The person who controls him the most in the family, besides his grandmother, is his mother. When his request conflicts with his father's interest, his father will not agree to it. Only when there is no conflict, his father will comply with him.

Now that the bunk is vacated, the naughty kid is of course actively working hard to benefit himself.

The naughty kid's father didn't refuse, but he went out for a trip and came back with a gloomy face and said, "Someone has already bought the tickets in the carriage, and it's not our turn."

The naughty child turned green with anger and cursed: "None of them have eyes, they are in such a hurry to be reincarnated."

Su Yun and the others didn't know what happened in the carriage. They had already met people from their hometown.

Lin Meiqin and the couple from the first house came, and so did the couple from the third house.

Lin Meiqin had originally planned to bring the older ones over, but not the third ones. But when she got up, she found that Wang Guihua and Guo Hua were neatly dressed up, as if they were going out to meet guests. They had put on the new clothes they usually wore during the New Year. They were all put on and waiting for her to go out together.

Lin Meiqin frowned, but before she could say anything, Wang Guihua said with a stern face: "Mom, although we have separated our families, we can't write two Korean characters in one sentence, but we are still a family. You take the eldest brother's family with you, but don't take us with you." Go, what does this make my second brother think of our third bedroom?"

"Mom, you can't be partial."