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

Jiang Tingxia was staying at home when suddenly Zhang Hongxiang came running over in a hurry. Her panicked and sharp voice came from the yard, "Tingxia! Sister Tingxia!"

Jiang Tingxia went out to check, and her heart skipped a beat. "Sister-in-law, what happened?"

Zhang Hongxiang slapped her thigh, tears streaming down her face. "Dazhu's father was injured in the war and is now in the hospital."

"Ah!" Jiang Tingxia said quickly, "How is Brother Zhao doing?"

Zhang Hongxiang ran over as soon as she received the news, her hair all messed up, "I don't know, Xiao Chen just delivered the news, and I'm going to follow him to the hospital to see my husband."

Zhang Hongxiang pleaded, "If I leave, my three kids will be the only ones at home. I'm worried. Please help me keep an eye on them."

Zhang Hongxiang's three sons seemed to have sensed something was wrong. They were not as cheerful as usual and followed Zhang Hongxiang with red eyes.

"Okay, sister-in-law, go and see Brother Zhao without worry."

Zhang Hongxiang was extremely anxious now, and she couldn't wait to get to the hospital to see Zhao Yong's condition. After hearing what Jiang Tingxia said, she immediately walked out of the hospital.

"Sorry to bother you, Tingxia."

Jiang Tingxia followed Zhang Hongxiang for two steps and said comfortingly, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, nothing will happen."

Zhang Hongxiang wiped away her tears and got into the car waiting outside.

She leaned her head out of the window and told her three sons, "You three stay at home and go find Aunt Xia if you have any problems."

"Mom will be back soon."

The three children were crying, and the third child was crying at the top of his lungs, "Mom, please come back soon! Bring dad back too."

Zhang Hongxiang touched her son's chubby head sadly. The car started rumbling and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Sanzhu wanted to run after the car, but Dazhu pulled him back and said, "Go home."

Sanzhu cried for his mother. Dazhu was upset when he heard him crying. He was about to yell at his brother, but then he remembered what his mother had just told him to look after his two brothers. So he put away his temper and patiently comforted him, "Don't cry. Didn't mother say she would be back soon?"

Dazhu was about to go home with his two younger brothers, but Jiang Tingxia stopped him and told him, "Dazhu, come to me if you have any problems."

Zhao Dazhu nodded, "I understand, aunt."

Perhaps the crying of the mothers next door just now infected the children. Jin Xiaowen and the others thought of their uncle and became a little depressed, but they did not dare to talk about it in front of Jiang Tingxia.

Only Jin Xiaoyu, who was young, asked innocently, "Where is Aunt Zhang? Why are Brother Dazhu and the others crying? Does their mother not want them anymore?"

Jin Xiaowen took his sister's hand and walked into the house, explaining, "No, it's Dazhu's father who is back. He's in the hospital. Dazhu and the others are crying because they are worried."

"Oh, I see."

Jin Xiaoyu still didn't understand what happened to her being admitted to the hospital. She just thought it was a place where people could live. Her father, mother and their whole family had lived there before, so she just thought that Dazhu's father had returned.

Jin Xiaoyu thought for a moment and asked, "What about my uncle?"

"Is he back?"

Jin Xiaoyu was somewhat happy, "My uncle left with Uncle Zhao next door. Now that Uncle Zhao is back, will my uncle come back too?"

Jin Xiaowen coaxed his sister, "I'll be back soon."

Hearing her sister say this, Jin Xiaoyu suddenly grabbed Jiang Tingxia's hand, "Aunt, uncle is coming back, are you happy?"

Children can judge people. Jiang Tingxia is very good to her sisters, and Jin Xiaoyu has been hanging around Jiang Tingxia for some time.

At home, she likes her sister the most, followed by her aunt.

So when Jiang Tingxia was unhappy, she became unhappy too. She wanted her aunt to smile because her aunt looked better when she smiled.

Jiang Tingxia squeezed Jin Xiaoyu's hand and asked, "Xiaoyu, do you miss your uncle?"

Jin Xiaoyu nodded, "Yes, my uncle has not been home for a long time, I miss him."

Jiang Tingxia looked at the cute little girl and asked with a smile, "How much do you miss your uncle?"

Jin Xiaoyu thought about it and stretched her arms out in a straight line. "I think so."

Jiang Tingxia was touched by the cuteness of the child and laughed, "I think so!"

She said, "Uncle is back, Xiaoyu, tell him that you miss him so much."

"Yes," Jin Xiaoyu agreed and nodded heavily.

The little girl raised her head and looked at Jiang Tingxia again, "Aunt misses uncle too, right?"

Jin Xiaoyu opened her arms further back, "Auntie thinks so, even more than Xiaoyu."

Jin Xiaoyu saw that her aunt was always alone and looking out the yard quietly. Her sister didn't let her disturb her aunt, saying that she was thinking about her uncle.

Then my aunt must miss my uncle more than she does.

Jin Xiaoyu jumped up and down for confirmation, "Is Xiaoyu right?"

Jiang Tingxia rubbed Jin Xiaoyu's hair and praised, "Xiaoyu is really smart."

……

Jiang Tingxia and Jin Xiaowen were busy preparing dinner together. She prepared much more dishes than usual. After the meal was ready, she asked Jin Xiaobao to run and call the three brothers from next door to come and eat with them.

Three children came over. Usually they came to visit with Zhang Hongxiang and were familiar with Jiang Tingxia. But tonight, the three of them held their bowls of rice, but none of them looked like they had any appetite.

Especially the youngest child, Sanzhu, tears were falling from his eyes. It seemed that the child had been crying for a while and his eyes were red and swollen.

Jiang Tingxia chilled a handkerchief with cold water and applied it to Sanzhu's eyes, but she couldn't comfort him.

Finally, all three brothers burst into tears.

Since Jiang Tingxia had promised Zhang Hongxiang to help look after the children, she naturally had to do it seriously. She was worried that something might happen to Dazhu and the others, so she told the three brothers not to leave and to sleep at home tonight.

Jin Xiaobao and Dazhu often played together and had a very good relationship. She let Jin Xiaobao sleep with the three boys, and she lay between the boys and girls, playing the role of an adult.

Jiang Tingxia found a storybook and read it to the children.

Children are forgetful, and when a group of children gather together, it is easy for them to start playing. Once the children are fascinated by the story, no one will cry anymore. Instead, they will be eager to ask about the ending of the story.

Jiang Tingxia's throat was dry from reading so much. She picked up the water cup beside her and took a sip. Seeing the children sleeping in a crooked state, she yawned, pulled the quilts for the children, and lay down to fall asleep in a daze.

Jiang Tingxia just became the "king of children".

The weather was getting colder. After a light snow, Zhang Hongxiang and Zhao Yong came back. The three Dazhu brothers surrounded them. Zhang Hongxiang saw Jiang Tingxia, held her hand, and her eyes were full of gratitude.

"Tingxia, I'm really sorry to bother you. Dazhu told me that they have been sleeping and eating at your house these past few days."

"Sister-in-law, don't be polite to me."

Jiang Tingxia glanced at Zhao Yong, who had his arm in a sling, and asked, "How is your health, Brother Zhao? Are you okay?"

Zhao Yong raised his injured arm and looked very energetic. "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."

He chuckled twice and said, "By the way, sister-in-law, Lao Li should be back in the next two days."

He came back from the battlefield, so what he said should be mostly correct.

Hearing the news that Li Changpu was coming back, Jiang Tingxia's eyes suddenly lit up, and then asked nervously, "He is not injured, right?"

Zhao Yong replied, "It's okay, he's fine, don't worry."

Hearing the news that Li Changpu was fine, Jiang Tingxia seemed to have lifted a heavy stone from her heart. The cold wind outside blew on her face, but she didn't feel cold, but instead felt refreshed. She clasped her hands and placed them on her chest, "I'm glad you're fine."