Rebirth in the 70s: Crazy criticizing spoiled husband for being clingy

Tang Banxia was keenly aware that Wen Mubai's mood was not right, so he moved his body, gave up half of the bed, and patted her: "Come up and tell me."

Wen Mubai took off his coat, climbed up, and held his wife in his arms. He didn't want to talk, so he just held her like this.

Tang Banxia didn't rush him, but stroked her back step by step to comfort him.

Xiaobai has a temperament that doesn't bother him. Now, he must have met someone or something that can affect his mind.

After a long time, when Tang Banxia thought Wen Mubai was about to fall asleep, Wen Mubai spoke: "Daughter-in-law, I just met another child changer downstairs."

He wasn't feeling sorry for himself, he just felt that at that moment, he really hated the world.

I hate people in this world, I hate everything in this world.

It wasn't until he hugged his wife and listened to his second son's shallow breathing that he got out of that state.

The world is a bad place, but there are people he cares about.

Tang Banxia patted his back, not knowing how to comfort her.

She once heard someone say, a very sober statement, there is no so-called empathy in the world, it is just that I stand in your position and feel sorry for you.

She felt heartbroken just hearing about Xiaobai's past, let alone him who had experienced it.

And everything he suffered was entirely because of Qian Meining's selfishness in exchanging two children.

Now that something like this happened again, Xiaobai should be in a bad mood.

She couldn't persuade her, so she could only tell Xiaobai: "I'm here, Tuan Tuan, and our second child are all here."

She pretended to be relaxed and said: "I haven't told you yet. I gave our second child a name. His surname is Wen. Wen Jingxiao. Does it sound good?"

Wen Mubai groaned all his life and said in a low voice: "I heard it."

During the day, he woke up when the eldest sister came in, but didn't open his eyes.

At this time, there were only three members of Tang Banxia, ​​Wen Mubai and Wen Jingxiao's family in the ward, while An Yancheng stayed outside.

If there was any danger, he could stop him outside the ward.

Tang Banxia kissed his eyelids: "You know I also want to tell you."

"Xiaobai, your surname is Wen, and your son is also surnamed Wen. We are a family, and we are your eternal support."

"Although you have always felt that the surname Wen was chosen by you at will, but since the surname is Wen, the descendants of our family will also have to pass on this surname in the future. It just so happens that one of my two sons is named Tang, and the other is yours. The surname is Wen.”

"How fair. We have two people surnamed Tang and two people named Wen. From now on, we will have even numbers when it comes to fighting."

"Xiao Bai, look, there are still many good people in the world. Think of Zhu Lei, think of your third sister-in-law, and think of Hou Xingyun."

Wen Mubai said "hmm".

He said angrily: "Daughter-in-law, I'm fine, I'm just very annoyed."

Annoying, annoying.

However, being comforted by his wife's soft and slow words, the anger and depression in his heart were suddenly soothed.

He tightened his arms: "Daughter-in-law, do you want to know what's going on?"

Tang Banxia shook his head decisively: "I don't want to."

If Xiaobai described it again, it would be like thinking about it again, and he would feel uncomfortable again.

Wen Mubai: "Okay, then don't say anything."

The two cuddled up to each other until the white fish belly appeared in the east. Wang Wei knocked on the door outside: "Cousin, Director Yu is here."

Wen Mu opened his eyes blankly, got off the bed, put a quilt behind his wife, helped her sit up, and then said, "Come in."

After the words fell, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Wang Wei followed in, staring at Director Yu with piercing eyes.

Director Yu didn't care, he was here to talk about the follow-up to last night.

"Tang Zhiqing, Wen Zhiqing." Director Yu's attitude was more respectful than before.

After all, he knew Tang Banxia's identity, and now that he had bodyguards, he naturally understood what this meant.

"The family whose children were maliciously exchanged by Fan Xiaohui and her daughter would like to express their gratitude to you in person. What does Tang Zhiqing mean?"

"No need." Tang Banxia decisively refused: "No one would stand by and watch something like this happen. Xiaobai just did what everyone would do."

Nowadays, they don't lack that kind of gratitude. For her, Xiaobai's mood is more important.

"I'd like to trouble you, Director, please don't reveal Xiaobai's identity. We don't want to be disturbed."

Director Yu also understood her concerns and agreed without saying a word: "No problem."

"And Fan Xiaohui and her daughter... maliciously exchanged their children. The victim's family refused to forgive and demanded severe punishment, so they went to Xidahuang Farm for five years of reform through labor."

The Western Wilderness Farm functions as a prison.

The people living there are all reform-through-labor prisoners, the kind who have actually committed crimes, which are different from the kind sent to the countryside for reform through labor.

To put it bluntly, the group of people who lived in cowsheds in the countryside made ideological mistakes. The most important thing in going to the countryside was to carry out ideological education.

The West Wilderness Farm is different. It is the most difficult place, with wind and sand, and water shortages. Most importantly, the people who go there for labor reform have no human rights.

"They deserve this." Tang Banxia said unceremoniously.

If you want your own children to live a good life, you don’t want to work hard on your own, but instead plot against other people’s children.

Pooh!

Are the conditions at home bothering you?

Director Yu also meant the same thing, so even though Fan Xiaohui and her daughter kept emphasizing that they were all for the good of their children, he did not waver at all.

The good of the children is not a reason to do evil.

After a brief conversation, Director Yu could tell that Tang Zhiqing didn't really want to talk about this topic, so he changed the subject wisely: "In addition to thanking Wen Zhiqing and this brother for their help, I also want to thank him for coming here this time. I would like to congratulate Tang Zhiqingxi’s Lin’er.”

Speaking of children, Tang Banxia's smile became more sincere: "Thank you, Director Yu."

Wen Mubai also gave him a smile.

Director Yu also had human sperm, so he immediately started praising Wen Jingxiao.

I don’t have to say anything, I’m worthy of being a leader, and when I praise others, it just sounds right to my ears.

But Tang Banxia just listened to it. How could she really believe that her son was smart when Wen Jingxiao was just a few days old?

Having just solved such a big case, Director Yu was still busy. He sat for a while, expressed his thoughts and left.

After he left, Tang Banxia remembered something: "Tell me, what is our Jingxiao's nickname?"

The name Jing Xiao is not suitable for calling people on a daily basis.

The main reason is that everyone likes to give their children nicknames, and the cheaper the better, because nicknames make a living.

Tang Banxia had to believe it when it came to children.

Also, if the group has a nickname, the second child must also have one, so as not to be thought of as partial in the future.

Realizing her own thoughts, Tang Banxia was amused by herself. Her second child had just been born, and she was already worried about a bowl of water being flat.

"It's called Gungun." Wen Mubai blurted out.

Seeing his wife's expression gradually becoming unkind, he immediately explained: "Reunion, round and round, it sounds like they are brothers."

"And rolling sounds so good."

Tang Banxia admired his ability to talk nonsense with his eyes open: "Get out of here!"

Wen Mubai expressed dissatisfaction and pulled her to debate the 108 benefits of the name Gungun.

Tang Banxia's head was buzzing as he was debating, and he nodded somehow.

So, the nickname of their second son was decided, Wen Gungun.

No matter how you read it, it was awkward, but Wen Mubai didn't think it. He was very happy, hugging the freshly baked steamed bun, and his good mood was beyond words.

Seeing how happy he was, Tang Banxia was so fascinated that he thought it was just a nickname. Anyway, it was only used when he was a child, and only a few years passed in the blink of an eye.

While they were joking, the sky was bright.

Tang Banxia looked at the time and felt a little strange: "Didn't the eldest sister say that she would deliver food in the morning? It's almost nine o'clock?"

"Daughter-in-law, are you hungry? Shall I go to the canteen to buy some food?"

"I'm not hungry, just..." Tang Banxia was about to say something when he saw Mo Ling striding towards him.

"Little sister, have Tuantuan been here?"