Almighty Military Wife [MTL]

Chapter 5

She smiled and asked, "Sanya, come here, come here, I'll ask you, how can you nurse them?"

The three-year-old girl shrank her shoulders, "The milk is going to collect firewood. The eldest sister and the second sister, the eldest brother and the younger brother are all gone."

Su Qinghe suddenly felt embarrassed when he heard this. Staying with this family of diligent people, Su Qinghe discovered for the first time that laziness does not seem to be so good.

She beckoned, "Come on, I have porridge here, let's eat together."

Sanya smashed it, smashed its small mouth, her eyes were shining, but her footsteps did not move.

Su Qinghe said, "Come on, talk to Auntie, and Auntie will give you porridge."

Sanya just stepped forward, leaning close to Su Qinghe and looking at the millet porridge in her bowl. Su Qinghe took a sip for her with a bowl, and then took another sip for herself. Hey, there is no way, the kitchen door is locked, and there is no bowl.

The two of you take one bite and I take one bite, and a bowl of millet porridge has bottomed out.

Su Qinghe was seven minutes full, and Sanya was already touching her belly with satisfaction.

Just after eating, Gao Xiulan returned with her grandchildren, carrying a basket of firewood on her back and holding some in her hands. The other children also held more or less in their hands. Gao Xiulan was still surprised when she watched her girl wake up. While putting down the firewood, and then patted the dirty things on his body, he came over and asked, "Qingmiao'er, why are you up, why don't you sleep more?"

"Mom, I can't sleep, I'm dreaming!" Su Qinghe said with a frightened expression.

Gao Xiulan looked at her like this, worrying, "All dreams are fake, don't be afraid. Mom is here, who dares to scare you, mom fight it!"

"...It's my dad."

"Your dad is not afraid...your dad?" Gao Xiulan looked at her and said, "Daughter, how did you know it was your dad? Haven't you seen your dad?"

Su Qinghe nodded repeatedly, then looked at a few who were packing up the firewood, pulling Gao Xiulan into the room, "Mom, did my father wear a blue half-sleeved gown and bald head when he left?"

"Yes, yes, that's what your father has no conscience." Gao Xiulan's eyes reddened all of a sudden.

Su Qinghe looked shocked, "Mom, that's really true. My dad really has a dream."

"What did he say, tell me." Gao Xiulan said hurriedly, "I haven't dreamed of your dad for years."

"My dad said that he hadn't been famous before and couldn't meet with his family casually. Now he has a job as an official and a half-employee. He said that he just knew he still has a girl, so he came to see me specially. He said that my family is just me. With him, you can only give me a dream."

Gao Xiulan stretched out her hand and hugged her, "Yes, when your father left, I didn't even know you were in my stomach, my poor girl."

"...Mom, let's talk about my dad."

"Okay, you say, mom listen." Gao Xiulan wiped her nose and tears.

"Dad asked if we had a good life, so I cried with him. It's a bad life. My mother has worked so hard, how hard it is to raise four children. Now the years are not good. My mother is terribly suffering... "

Gao Xiulan was even more excited. "My sweet girl..."

"Mom, I haven't finished.

Gao Xiulan wiped her nose and tears again, "You say, mom listen."