The newly married reborn cold-faced boss dotes on his delicate wife

"Zhang Ming, going to the city again?"

Zhang Ming opened the car door and said, "Ah."

The man was a little surprised, "Why are you always rushing to go on missions recently?"

Zhang Ming raised his head and smiled, "I work hard."

"If you guys don't do it, I'll do it."

The man snorted, "You weren't like this before."

The road to the city for outbound missions is long and difficult to travel, and the tasks assigned are always those miscellaneous and messy chores. If you can't achieve any results, you will just be doing miscellaneous tasks and still have to take responsibility. Naturally, no one wants to go, especially Zhang Ming, who is as smart as a monkey and can do this job.

Zhang Ming then said, "Who said that? I am an outstanding veteran, so I have to take the lead."

Before the man wanted to say something, Zhang Ming had already gotten into the car, slammed the door, and drove away in a hurry.

The man looked at the speeding car and asked in confusion, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

……

An Qian and Liang Mancang were scheduled to meet in the afternoon. Compared with the previous meetings, Jiang Tingxia did not prepare anything this time. He just treated Li Changpu's comrade-in-arms as coming to his house to sit for a while and never mentioned that he was there to meet.

Li Changpu felt something was wrong. The last time Platoon Leader Zhang came to visit his home, Jiang Tingxia prepared a large table full of dishes and also placed a few bottles of good wine he brought from Wenhai, which was quite impressive.

This time, not even a teacup was prepared.

When Li Changpu returned home, he was puzzled by the cold treatment he received. He asked, "Is this how you treat guests?"

Seeing that An Xi was not in the room, Jiang Tingxia curled her lips and said, "I am not satisfied with this one."

Li Changpu asked, "What's wrong? Didn't you invite Liang Mancang to your home?"

This time, this person was not found by him, and he thought that since he could come to his house, he must have passed Jiang Tingxia's test.

Jiang Tingxia was full of complaints. He was about to say something, but then he thought, forget it, people are coming soon, what's the point of saying these things, "Forget it."

"Tell me more about Liang Mancang. What kind of person is he?"

Li Changpu put his coat on the chair. He also knew Liang Mancang, so he said, "He's a good person, there's nothing wrong with him."

Jiang Tingxia chased after him, "How come he is not even a cadre at his age?"

Li Changpu reached out and patted Jiang Tingxia on the head, "Don't act like an official fan."

Jiang Tingxia knocked his hand away. Not wanting to hear Li Changpu say that everyone is the same, just with different divisions of labor, she changed her explanation, "I'm worried that he has problems with his ability. After all, at his age, he should move up even if he's just trying to gain experience."

Li Changpu washed his hands in the basin and wiped them with a light blue towel while saying, "But I just didn't encounter any opportunities for advancement."

He opened the cupboard and found a few teacups of the same color and placed them on the table. "Actually, I've wanted to tell you a long time ago that you set so many standards for finding a marriage partner, but in the end it was useless. This is a good opportunity to try to put aside those rules and simply look at what kind of person Liang Mancang is."

"Maybe things will turn around soon."

Li Changpu tried to sound more relaxed, but Jiang Tingxia totally disagreed and argued, "It's easy for you to say let go of these rules and regulations, but if you let them go now, can you let them go in the future? Salary, treatment, and benefits are all related to how you live in the future. After marriage, Anxi's life should be better than now, and she should be able to live a more comfortable life. But in the end, she still has to live a hard life. What's the point of getting married?"

She was a little annoyed, "I should have agreed to the battalion commander you mentioned earlier."

Li Changpu smiled, "Even illiterate people can accept it."

Jiang Tingxia rolled his eyes at him and said, "I want to find someone who is educated and an officer. Is there one?"

"The situation is urgent. So, ask the battalion commander to come and meet you tomorrow."

"Anyway, he has the material conditions."

Li Changpu understood her concerns and advised, "You're thinking too much. Anxi is already an adult, she will make her own choice."

"You always stand in front of her and make decisions for her. Why don't you ask her what she thinks?"

Jiang Tingxia was worried, "She has been distracted for a while, I'm afraid she will make a rash decision."

There were footsteps outside the door, and Li Changpu made a face, signaling Jiang Tingxia to stop talking.

The courtyard door was pushed open, and Zhang Hongxiang's cheerful voice rang out, "Tingxia, are you home?"

"Yes, I'm coming right up."

Jiang Tingxia responded and went out with Li Changpu.

Jiang Tingxia saw a tall and thin man standing in front of Zhang Hongxiang. After taking a few glances, she found that he looked okay, but not so outstanding that his shortcomings could be ignored.

Li Changpu had already welcomed the person into the yard, "Come in and sit down."

Liang Mancang looked a little nervous, his face flushed, "Captain."

Li Changpu smiled, "Why are you nervous when you see me?"

"Why? You haven't seen me."

Liang Mancang also laughed, "No."

Just then, An Xi came back from doing laundry. She was holding a wooden basin containing the mattress that Master An had changed.

Zhang Hongxiang greeted, "An Xi is back."

An Xi knew what was going on and lowered her head without moving.

Jiang Tingxia walked over and put the wooden basin in her hand on the ground, "Come into the house first."

Looking at An Xi's red fingers from being frozen, she felt bad. In fact, Jiang Tingxia also discovered that the longer An Xi lived here, the more polite and awkward she became. For example, if Master An had soiled her mattress, An Xi would insist on taking it out to wash. In such a cold day, her hands were frozen after coming back from the river. Jiang Tingxia kept telling her to boil water and wash them at home, but An Xi still sneaked out with the wooden basin when she wasn't paying attention.