Lin Qingying was shocked when she opened the door and saw the solemnity.

"Didn't you go to the drill? Why are you back?"

Before he finished speaking, his solemn son Zhuang Wenlin came out from the side, saved his father's feet, and shouted in a slight voice: "Dad, Dad!"

Zhuang Yan picked up his son and said to Lin Qingying: "The exercise has been completed. The leader asked me to go home and have a break."

Lin Qingying heard that she was on a solemn vacation and couldn't believe her ears.

After so many years, Zhuang Yan rarely takes vacations.

Peacekeeping, earthquake relief, or lead teams to train in the field.

Anyway, there are endless things to do.

When the troops were in the camp, they had to go home, but they always came and went in a hurry.

"How long will it take for this vacation?" Lin Qingying was afraid of a short vacation for one or two days, so she quickly asked.

Zhuangyan stumbled for a moment and said, "Probably...about a month..."

"perhaps?"

Lin Qingying seemed to notice something was wrong with the solemnity.

We have been in love and getting married for eight years.

She knew the solemn nature.

In front of me, my husband said he couldn't panic.

When you say it, you will definitely have a change in expression or tone, and sometimes you will even laugh when you lie.

How could a woman as delicate as Lin Qingying not notice this?

Zhuang Yan quickly picked up the plastic bag in his hand: "Come on, my wife is resting today, I'll cook."

After saying that, without saying a word, he hurried into the door to change his shoes, held his son in one hand, kissed Wenlin hard on the face, and then put the child on the sofa: "Wait for Dad to make something delicious for you!"

"Okay! Make delicious! I want to eat fried beef with onions!" Zhuang Wenlin was excited and excited.

His favorite is the fried beef made by his father. The meat is tender and it breaks when it is put in his mouth.

This is a unique skill, even grandma and grandma are not as delicious as dad.

When Lin Qingying saw Zhuang Yan deliberately changing the topic, she knew something had happened in her heart.

When Zhuangyan took off her camouflage top and entered the kitchen in her physical outfit, she didn't say anything. She followed her into the kitchen, took out the onion from the plastic bag, and began to peel off her head.

"My mother said that the educational resources in Beijing are good, and Lin Lin can't stay in Linhai all the time. If he is at school age, would he let him go back to Beijing to study?"

Lin Qingying's household registration has always been in the capital, which is also a way to keep it.

Although he came here with the army, from the perspective of actual interests, under the advice of his mother, his household registration has been retained in the capital.

Recently, my mother Xiao Ling has returned to the capital to inquire about this matter. In more than three years, Lin Lin has reached his age and will take him back.

After hearing this, Zhuangyan didn't turn her head back. She swept the pot in the dishwasher and placed it on the stove. She turned the fire and then turned around and looked at Lin Qingying.

"Qingying, you have suffered a lot after following me over the years."

Lin Qingying was sitting on a small stool and lowered her head to peel the onion. After hearing what her husband said, her hand suddenly stopped and she was frozen like a hole being lit.

After that, I started peeling the onion again.

He came over solemnly, squatted beside his wife, reached out to hold the onion and started helping to peel it.

When I looked up, I saw tears hanging on the corners of Lin Qingying's eyes.

Zhuang Yan said: "Look, just say something, you will be so moved. Fortunately, I met me back then, otherwise I would be easily deceived by bad men."

Lin Qingying reached out and slapped the solemn shoulder: "Hate!"

She reached out and wiped the corners of her eyes.

"Why is this onion more dazzling than onion..."

Zhuang Yan felt indebted and had a little fever in the corners of her eyes.

Lin Qingying said again: "I'm not at a loss. There are more people in this world who suffer more than us. We are already very good, just a little tired..."

Zhuang Yan suddenly said, "Shadow, discuss something with you."

Lin Qingying's hand stopped again.

"I don't listen to it if it's not a good thing."

She realized that something was wrong with Zhuang Yan, but her premonition told herself that this was not a good thing.

Zhuangyan said: "A good thing. Of course, it is a good thing."

Lin Qingying turned her face and asked him: "Really?"

Zhuangyan said: "Yes, really. I want to change my career."

Lin Qingying was really stunned this time.

Transferring?

How can these words not surprise people when they say them from the solemn mouth?

After so many years, Lin Qingying even thought that Zhuangyan would always change careers in the future, right?

But seeing that he has risen to the top in recent years, he has become the youngest deputy battalion cadre in the entire division.

She felt that the matter of changing careers was probably nowhere to be achieved.

Sometimes I even feel quite depressed.

Could it be that Zhuang Yan really has to work in the army for the rest of his life?

She wanted to ask when Zhuang Yan would change his career, but she couldn't ask.

The solemnity gives Lin Qingying the feeling that he is born a professional soldier, born just for the army.

She couldn't imagine what would an excellent special operations officer do when he transferred to the local area in the future?

Go to be a policeman?

Or become an urban management officer?

You can't sit in the office and read newspapers and drink tea to wait for retirement, right?

The best result is of course independent career choice.

Then go to your own company to help.

But in this way, it is equivalent to staying in Linhai.

The group company has been on track over the years, and Lin Qingying even considered that maybe on the day Zhuangyan transferred to the business, he could join Zhuangyan in the capital. The business here was bought at that time, so Zhu/Dekang managed it.

Nothing is more important than family reunion. Although Lin Qingying received Western education, she is still a very traditional woman at heart.

"Are you really planning to transfer?"

Lin Qingying felt that the distant luxury that had long been cooled was resurrected in her heart again, and then she was ready to move.

"Yes, change your career." Zhuang Yan said: "It's okay for me to do business by myself, and it's okay to do it with you and my brother-in-law. Of course, it's okay to go back to Binhai to do business with my brother."

Lin Qingying was stunned for a moment, suddenly stood up, threw down the onion, ran to the living room and picked up his cell phone, and quickly dialed a number.

"Hey, brother? Zhuangyan said, he wants to change his career!"

It's too late to stop the solemnity.

Standing at the kitchen door, she smiled solemnly.

It was just a discussion, but in fact I was still feeling a little up and down.

He hoped that Lin Qingying would stop him, but unexpectedly, his wife actually reported the news to her parents' home at the speed of light...

This time, you will have to change your career if you don’t change your career.

His son Zhuang Wenlin, who was sitting on the sofa, looked blankly at his strange parents.

Lin Qingying took off her apron and threw it on the sofa.

"I won't eat at home today, let's go!"

She went up to pick up her son, turned around and said to Zhuang Yan, "Go to the Sea Coral Hotel by the sea to have a meal."

Then he pecked his son's pink face as if it was as pink as an apple.

"Mom treats you!"

Zhuangyan is still stupid and standing there.

He felt like he was dreaming.

This career transfer is a big deal. Why did Lin Qingying agree quickly after a few words, and it was almost announced to the whole world?

It's over.

Zhuang Yan suddenly regretted it a little.

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