Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

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"During the Warring States period, all the heroes in the world came out together, and the big and small vassal states competed for the Central Plains."

"Heroes are created in troubled times. There is an expert who lives in Guigu in seclusion. He knows astronomy, geography, and the art of war. The world respectfully calls him Guiguzi."

"Guiguzi had two proud disciples in his life, one was Sun Bin and the other was Pang Juan. Pang Juan was invited by Wei Guo to go out of the mountain before Sun Bin, and Guiguzi passed on the lost "Sun Tzu's Art of War" to Sun Bin alone..."

The deep voice narrates, embellishing the quiet night more elegantly and warmly.

Su Haitang foolishly looked at the small comic book under the focus of the white flashlight, took a look at He Junfeng's shining eyes and white teeth in the dim light, slowly closed his surprised mouth, and put down the math textbook in his hand.

I really want to tell her a bedtime story, or the historical military story Thirty-Six Strategies, as expected of Chief He Da, his awareness is high.

But he spoke well and had a nice voice.

Su Haitang's sitting posture became more and more relaxed, and her eyelids slowly drooped...

"Haitang, get up and have breakfast."

Su Haitang opened his eyes, and looked at a strange yet familiar face in a daze.

"Good boy, are you exhausted? Get up and eat before going to bed. Grandma brought you millet porridge, buns, soy milk, fried sticks and tofu brain. Let's see which one you like."

Yuan Yingchao cheerfully took a new dress and shook it out for her to see.

"Would you like to wear this? It's so red and festive! I've prepared all the autumn clothes, long trousers, sweater, and socks for you. Put them on and ask grandma to take a good look."

Su Haitang blinked, grabbing the quilt embarrassedly, a little unable to bear the enthusiasm from grandma.

"Hello. Well, have you eaten yet?"

Chinese people use Bailing's greetings to greet Bailing, and Su Haitang, who was a little embarrassed at this moment, remembered that he used it very smoothly.

"Hey, grandma's good granddaughter is so filial. Do you miss grandma? Grandma is waiting to eat with you. Are you still sleepy? Come, grandma will help you up and raise your hand."

Yuan Yingchao laughed like a flower, and took care of Su Haitang like a three-year-old child, and wanted to help her dress herself.

Su Haitang hurriedly sat up and moved back, opening a little distance to pick up the clothes in her hands.

"I wear it myself. What about the others?"

Su Haitang looked around the room, it was empty.

Yuan Yingchao smiled heartily.

"The little girl is still ashamed of me. Don't worry about your mother. She is in good condition this morning and is anxious to leave the hospital and go home. Your father went to accompany her for an examination."

Su Haitang was a little worried. "May I?"

Yuan Yingchao handed her the clothes with a kind face.

"Listen to the doctor. Your mother is afraid that you will not be able to rest well in the hospital, so she insists on leaving the hospital. She is very happy to see you. The old tree blooms more in spring. I see her illness has really improved! This It’s called a heart disease that requires a heart medicine doctor.”

Yuan Yingchao is an old revolutionary who has gone through vicissitudes. When she was young, she also saw examples of success in the old society. She is open-minded, cheerful, positive and optimistic. She is a very easy-going old man.

Su Haitang also wished Yan Fangqiong well, and was very happy to hear this.

"It would be great."

The grandparent and grandson were talking when there was a knock on the door, and then a few people came in with light steps.

"Girl woke up? Why didn't you sleep a little longer? I was tired from the train ride. Old sister is here?"

Bai Fengming was the first to say hello, put down the big and small bags in his hand, and sat beside Su Haitang's bed, looking at her closely.

"Like, it was carved out of the same mold as Fang Qiong's when she was a child."

As she spoke, she took out a thick photo album, put on reading glasses and flipped it for Su Haitang to see.

"Look, this is a photo of your mother before. Does it look very similar to you?"