Reborn in 1980, I became the sweet wife of a tough guy

Yes, the three children are all biological, and there is only so much breast milk. If you feel sorry for this child, the other child will have to suffer.

Not to mention that Xiao Douding didn't understand anything. He couldn't wait for the breast milk to come, so he still took a few sips with a grin on his face, which was a good start.

Lele's constitution is already weak, so she should wait a little longer before adapting to milk powder.

The men in the family post couplets, and three couplets are enough to keep them busy.

The women in the family also have a division of labor. Qiao An'an and her mother take care of the children, while her mother-in-law and sister-in-law cook, chop and make noodles.

After the child goes to sleep, assign one person to help.

Well organized.

After the men posted the couplets, they took care of the children, and the four women worked on the pot together.

Qiao Anan pulled out a fish plate, a lean meat fried with chili, and a small bag of nuts such as peanuts, melon seeds, and pine nuts, and asked Shanzi to deliver them to Qiao Zhongjiang.

There is also a curtain of dumplings.

Shanzi made two trips to get everything.

Qiao Zhongjiang took out the small bag and placed it in front of Shanzi, "Eat it. I see you are tired and not in a hurry. Why are you running?"

Shanzi folded his little arms and said, "Third uncle, my sister asked me to give this to you. I don't want to eat it. I have it at home."

"Uncle Third, just have a plate of wine and cook the dumplings. These are all for you."

Shanzi didn't care about these things. At his sister's house, her sister didn't have enough food for him, but the adults were reluctant to eat it and left it all for him.

"It's just for you, Third Uncle."

Nothing happened when he returned, so Shanzi sat in front of the kang and talked to Qiao Zhongjiang.

"Third uncle, you are alone and don't even have anyone to talk to. You can go to my sister's house with me to celebrate the New Year."

Qiao Zhongjiang touched Shanzi's head and said, "It's okay. Third uncle is used to it."

Shanzi suddenly asked: "Third uncle, why don't you call me third aunt? That way you will have someone to cook and wash your clothes, and also talk to you."

Qiao Zhongjiang choked. What should he say?

"Your third uncle is poor, and no one wants to be your third aunt."

"That's not what my aunt said -"

"What does that say?"

"My aunt said that you have high vision and look down on people who take care of children. You just want to marry a eldest daughter."

Qiao Zhongjiang made Shanzi blush. He was anxious, "How can there be such a thing? Your third uncle is too poor. Don't listen to your aunt. I'm over forty, how can I be so immoral?" "Xiao misses his eldest daughter?"

Then I thought about it again, how old is Shanzi? He didn't understand, so he had to find a chance to explain to Jiang Xiu. If he had such a reputation, would Jiang Xiu still dare to use him?

When I first moved here, there was no New Year greeting. Afterwards, An An had dinner and put her children to sleep, while the others watched CCTV's Spring Festival Gala in the living room.

As the Romans do in the countryside, there is no need to keep vigil. Firecrackers were set off at twelve o'clock, we ate New Year's Eve dinner and dumplings, and then went to bed separately.

On New Year's Day, Ji Cheng and Qiao An'an went to the army to pay New Year's greetings. As expected, they would never return to the army again, so they took this opportunity to say goodbye.

When they arrived at the family building, the two of them split up. Ji Cheng went to find his comrades, and Qiao Anan went to find her sisters.

The news that Ji Cheng is changing jobs is no secret in the army. Some people sympathize, some are reluctant to give up, and some...

Qiao An'an doesn't need the first or third type. All roads lead to Rome, and he can serve the people no matter where he is.

The store here will still be open, so Wang Guihua and the others don't have to worry at all.

Ji Cheng drank a little, and Qiao Anan knew that he was unhappy, so he didn't say anything and let him go.

Changing jobs is just the end of military career, life will continue, and the pace of serving the people will not stop.

Commander Chu wanted Ji Cheng to stay in the army and work on the second line, but Ji Cheng refused.

He thought of a place where he was needed more, a place where he could shine to the maximum extent, so he applied for a job transfer back to his hometown.

Qiao An'an didn't want to be separated in two places, and she didn't want her three children to lose sight of their father. If Ji Cheng returned to his hometown, she and her children would follow.

The two clothing stores here are left to Sun Kaiming to take care of. Sun Kaiming is a good hand in business, so Qiao Anan can rest assured.

Sun Kaiming no longer has a fixed salary. His salary is 10% of the clothing store's profit, and the commission on the orders he places is calculated separately.

The personnel arrangements here are all decided by Sun Kaiming.

Baozi Pu Jiang Xiu and Qiao Zhongjiang can do it, and Qiao Anan is not needed at all.

In the new house, the three rooms can be rented out, but not the courtyard. Jiang Xiu and Shanzi can live in the courtyard, and the side room can be used as a staff dormitory.

Soon, Ji Cheng's job was settled and he went to Xiangyang Town, Kaixian County as the deputy director of the police station.

The work there was basically arranged. Ji Cheng, Qiao Anan and her mother-in-law returned to Mulan Village with their three children.

It happened that Boss Qin was going to Kaixian to deliver goods, so the family came back together in his car.

Because there was no specific time and I was in a hurry, I didn't call Ji Mancang.

The village was rugged, so Boss Qin dropped them at the entrance of the village and returned to the county to deliver the goods.

When I came back this time, I brought a small amount of luggage, including the children's clothes, children's bags and so on.

Ji Cheng went to the village to borrow a trolley. The man was stunned for a moment, "Is it Ji Cheng?"

"Auntie, it's me."

"Why are you back?" The woman saw the people outside and understood. "I've heard that you were injured. Are you discharged from the army?"

Ji Cheng doesn't want to explain, let them do whatever they want.

Ji Cheng put his luggage in the car and hugged Qianqian to his chest, "Let's go."

It was not too busy in February, and there were people sunbathing on the street. Someone asked, "Why are Ji Cheng's family back?"

The woman just now explained from behind: "Ji Cheng is injured, and the army doesn't want him anymore. From now on, he will be like us, all farmers."

The Ji family has two sons and one daughter. Both sons are promising, one is a worker and the other is a cadre. They are very eye-catching in Mulan Village.

Isn’t this the world? There will always be a group of people who are afraid that you are rich and dislike you for being poor.

"Retired?"

"With three children, what kind of person can make money?"

"Really, even if Ji Cheng is discharged from the army, he still has a party secretary, so don't worry about it if you have nothing to do."

Ji's mother wanted to explain, but Qiao An'an said: "Mom, forget it, you will know sooner or later."

Just let them be happy for a while, be happy for a while.

In the eyes of some people, isn't Ji Cheng like a phoenix in water, worse than a chicken?

Soon they arrived at Ji's house. The door was ajar. Ji's mother opened the door and said loudly: "Dad, we are back. Come and pick up your grandson."

Ji's yard has a two-meter-wide cement floor, which is specially laid for drying grain. A pile of freshly washed wheat is dried on it.

Ji's mother smiled and said, "Your father is very capable. He washes wheat and grinds flour by himself."

A person ran out of the kitchen, it was not Ji Mancang, but...

Ji's mother's face changed, and her tone became worse, "Why are you in my house? Where did you get the key? Where is Ji Mancang? Ji Mancang, Ji Mancang—"

"Sister-in-law, don't think too much..."