At that time, Rong Qian had already packed up the bag Yan Lang brought back in front of the wardrobe. She picked out the dirty clothes and put them on the hanger and hung them in the wardrobe.

Suddenly, he heard Yan Lang gasping on the bed behind his back and then sat up. Rong Qian was startled and looked back and saw Yan Lang look frightened.

"What's wrong? Have a nightmare?"

Rong Qian thought that Yan Lang had just returned from the mission, and was afraid that he would still dream of those dangerous things in his dream, so he couldn't help but feel soft. He hung up the clothes on his hand, turned around and sat on the bedside, and reached out to help Yan Lang wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Originally, I felt so heavy that I saw Rong Qian and looked at her belly again. Yan Lang felt relieved and felt better again. He smiled and reached out to touch Rong Qian's belly, "It's okay, I just couldn't touch you in a daze, and I thought you were gone."

You can't let Rong Qian know that he dreamed that his wife gave birth to a lot of children for him.

This said casually, but Rong Qian felt a lot. Thinking of the night when she got married, this person was afraid that she would run away in the middle of the night, so he called the eldest sister over and told her many instructions. He thought she didn't know? The eldest sister said it to her as a joke as soon as she came up.

The two chatted for a few more times, and Mrs. Zhang outside the door asked Yan Lang to go out for breakfast.

When he saw the time, it was already past ten o'clock. Yan Lang quickly put Rong Qian on the military uniform he had found for him, and then went outside to wash. Today he was going to find the leader to give a report on this task.

"Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and it's too late to go back. I'll go to the communication room to call my home and say we'll be in the army for the New Year before we rush back."

Yan Lang had a few bites of noodles and soup, and took the time to tell Rong Qian about this, "This Chinese New Year and I just came back from the mission, I can get a half month off. Then we can stay for about a week when we go back."

The holiday in Rong Qian’s hospital was held on the Lantern Festival. When Rong Qian was chatting just now, Yan Lang had this idea.

Rong Qian naturally casually said that, "I'll go call and go out to buy some New Year's goods."

Although Baihe Town is small, there are not many people in the army who can go home for the New Year every year. Therefore, for Baihe Town, the Spring Festival will not appear depressed due to the decrease in traffic. Instead, many soldiers' families have already started to buy New Year's goods in a lively manner.

Yan Lang picked up the bowl and drank the noodle soup clean. "No, the road outside is too slippery. If you want to go, wait to go with me in the afternoon. I will apply for a car and buy all the things I want to buy at one time."

Rong Qian won’t say much, but in fact she just wanted to go out for a walk and have some breathing.

Of course, Mrs. Zhang had to go with her, so she quickly packed up her dishes and went to work hard to do everything at home as soon as possible. She would not delay the family's affairs even if she went out in the afternoon.

After Yan Lang packed up, he put on his coat and went out. Before leaving, he picked up a few things from his house that Mrs. Zhang said were not suitable for pregnant women to eat.

Yan Lang didn't come back at noon because Yan Lang had said something before leaving. Mrs. Zhang and Rong Qian ate at home. It was not until after 2 pm that Yan Lang came back, "Check it out, let's go, the car parked outside. I had some wine at noon, and the person driving was Xiao Wu."

Xiao Wu is a new recruit and has not yet returned home for the New Year holiday. He is still on duty in the army now.

Yan Lang stepped into the house and saw Rong Qian sitting on the kang reading a book. While helping Rong Qian take her coat, scarf and gloves, he greeted Rong Qian. Finally, he opened the curtain and shouted outside the door, asking Mrs. Zhang to clean up and prepare to go out.

Rong Qian was stunned for a while before slowly "Oh" and putting down the edge of the kang. Yan Lang always felt that his wife had been snatched by the two kids after she became pregnant, so her head was finally confused. In other words, she looked a little stupid.

However, Yan Lang thinks such a wife is rare and so cute that it makes people want to hold her in their arms, but they will still be hugged wherever they go.

Thinking about how cold the wife could not see him in her eyes when she first met her. She was so cold. Now she was so stupid, Yan Lang felt so warm that she couldn't help it. She raised her hand and pinched Rong Qian's face.

Rong Qian glared at him, but she still didn't get angry. She got out of bed softly, then sat there and kicked Yan Lang's calf, looking for the leather shoes Yan Lang wanted to wear out.

Now Rong Qian is wearing what she wears later from Xiping City. She has all the clothes and shoes. The shoes are anti-slip high-top flat leather boots, which are both warm and will not let snow get in from her trouser legs.

Yan Lang smiled and turned to find leather shoes, squatted there and let Rong Qian hold his hand on his shoulder. He held a shoe in his hand and raised his foot, as if he was taking care of a child.

Rong Qian felt satisfied. When Yan Lang stood up, he hugged Yan Lang's neck with both hands and pulled Yan Lang over and bent over. Rong Qian put a moment on his cheek.

Yan Lang was not satisfied, so he carefully hugged Rong Qian's waist and back, chased Rong Qian and chewed her mouth twice, and kissed her for a while. Their faces were flushed and their foreheads were pressed against their foreheads for a while.

It was not until Mrs. Zhang outside the door that she asked them if they had packed up, and the two of them let go for the time being.

"Come on the big baby, let your man serve you to dress."

Yan Lang shook open his coat and raised his eyebrows at Rong Qian, which was too unreasonable.

Rong Qian snorted with laughter at the corner of her lips as if she was arrogant, but she turned around and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Rong Qian turned around and raised her hand. Yan Lang really put on her coat attentively, then turned to the front to help her fasten the two rows of buttons of the coat to ensure that there was no wind in. Then he put the scarf around Rong Qian's neck, and the thread of the gloves was also hung around her neck.

"You can also have cold ears, wear a hat."

Said this, Yan Lang went to find a Lei Feng hat.

Rong Qian sniffed and felt that wearing it like this was a bit hot in the room. She raised her hand and loosened the loose scarf, and turned to Yan Lang to find another one, "You wear one too. After drinking at noon, you will go out for freezing. It is the most likely to catch a cold. If you have a cold, you can't get too close to me. I can't get sick now."

Originally, Yan Lang didn't take it seriously, but he thought he was in good health and could not catch a cold just like that.

But when Rong Qian said the second half, Yan Lang took back his feet, which were about to move out, turned around and took out a Lei Feng hat from the wardrobe, put it on his head, and after that, he found a scarf for himself, "Go away, I will definitely not be sick!"

If you are sick, you can't go to your wife and children, which is not possible.

After going out to get into the car, Yan Lang protected Rong Qian and sat in the back, and Mrs. Zhang sat in front and occasionally chatted with Xiao Wu who was driving.

Xiao Wu is not very old, and is about the same age as Mrs. Zhang’s son and daughter. During this time when Mrs. Zhang came, Xiao Wu also often helped, and the two sides were somewhat intimate.

Yan Lang was chewing his ears with Rong Qian at the back. He felt that his current wife was really stupid and cute, and wanted to pinch her.

The most important thing to buy is Mrs. Zhang who is choosing. Rong Qian and Yan Lang only need to decide what type to buy.

It was not until after five o'clock that Yan Lang and the others bought good things and drove home. When they arrived home, Yan Lang asked Mrs. Zhang to pack up a bag of things and forced them to Xiao Wu, "This is for you privately. It is either thank you or a gift from friends. Please keep it well and add joy to the New Year."

Mrs. Zhang advised her a few words, and Xiao Wu was embarrassed to take it away. She didn't know where she got two live chickens and gave them to Rong Qian to nourish her body. She probably bought it from a nearby fellow villager's house.

Until the evening, Yan Lang and Rong Qian slowly hung the lanterns together. Yan Lang also pulled the wires and lights at the entrance of the courtyard gate, and the lanterns were covered outside.

When the light is turned on, it looks like Hassan really hung a big red lantern at the gate of the courtyard.

In addition, the couplets are of course to be posted. Yan Lang personally wrote them, and the contents are thought by Rong Qian, which can be regarded as a joint cooperation between the couple.

In addition, the two of them cut some not too complicated window grilles with scissors, which looked like that.

As for Mrs. Zhang, the hygiene inside and outside the room had been cleaned long ago. After buying the ingredients, I naturally wanted to fry what should be fried what should be fried what should be fried what should be steamed. I prepared everything in advance, after all, tomorrow is New Year's Eve.

After eating the meal tomorrow night, I have to turn the tide into the new year. Of course, I have to be careful.

The next day, Yan Lang and Rong Qian went to call home again. Because it was the time point that was agreed yesterday, the whole family was there. Yan Lang talked to Rong Qian for more than 40 minutes. Mrs. Zhang was also brought over by Yan Lang, so she could call her son and daughter who was already working.

This year, Mrs. Zhang cannot reunite with her family for the New Year because she wants to stay and take care of them. She doesn’t say this kind of love, but she remembers it in her heart.

On the New Year’s Eve dinner, Yan Lang accompanied Rong Qian and Mrs. Zhang at home to eat half of the New Year’s Eve dinner, and then brought a few bottles of good wine out. As the company commander, he still had to care about the soldiers who stayed in the army, and he had to go to the cafeteria to have fun with them.

After dinner, Rong Qian and Mrs. Zhang were listening to the New Year party on the radio, Yan Lang hurried back and accompanied his wife and children to watch the New Year's Eve.

I slept late that night, and there was no such thing as setting off fireworks in the military camp, but Yan Lang and Rong Qian were very satisfied. They lay on the kang and said something for a long time. Usually, Rong Qian fell asleep as she said it. After a while, Rong Qian opened her eyes and said something to Yan Lang as if she was fine. Yan Lang naturally immediately continued to talk.

Finally, it was the New Year's Eve, and Rong Qian was about to wake up and talk to him. Yan Lang hugged the person in his arms and kissed Rong Qian on the forehead, "Sleep, get up tomorrow morning and eat dumplings."

The custom in the north is to eat dumplings, but Rong Qian's grandmother is from the south. Rong Qian grew up with her grandmother since she was a child, so she always ate dumplings on the morning of the first day of the lunar month.

After her grandmother passed away, Rong Qian had no idea. She spent every Spring Festival and not every Spring Festival as usual. Now that she has family members, she naturally has to eat dumplings again, because she has someone who hopes to be reunited.

Well, if she waits for less than seven months, there will be two more small ones among the people she is looking forward to reunion.

It was difficult to go out on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Yan Lang and Rong Qian had breakfast and went around the barracks. When they met someone, they smiled and said New Year's greetings. After lunch, they heard that a movie screening team came to express their condolences in the evening. Yan Lang asked Mrs. Zhang to arrange dinner in advance, and then wrapped Rong Qian into a ball and took her out to watch the movie.

The movie was played on the open-air training ground. Mrs. Zhang packed up the work at home and came to take a look, but after watching one, she would go back first.

Older people are not as energetic as young people and need more rest.

Yan Lang and Rong Qian watched two movies, but when the second half of the second movie was over, Yan Lang felt that his shoulders were lighter, and then he had a little more weight in his arms.

It turned out that Rong Qian, who had put her head on his shoulder before, was dozing off and directly slid her head into his arms.

Yan Lang found it funny, and was afraid that it would press his stomach if he stopped like this. Yan Lang gently woke Rong Qian up, "Do you want to go to bed? Let's go back and sleep."

Rong Qian was a little reluctant to wake up, but she sat up while yawning, nodded obediently, and her hand was already in Yan Lang's arm.

Yan Lang greeted his comrades next to him and took Rong Qian to leave first. The roads in the military camp were naturally very flat. Although there was a thin layer of snow, it was still easy to walk.

On the way back, Rong Qian leaned on Yan Lang's arm with her head tilted, holding him with both hands, and was too lazy to open her eyes, and she was like a small tree attached to Yan Lang.

Yan Lang carefully protected the people. Seeing the shadows of the two people illuminated by the street lights in front of them, they felt that they were full of hearts. Holding this chubby big baby, it seemed as if they had the whole world.

The author has something to say: Xiao Dewei: I forgot my mother with a wife, that's how it comes about, ha, son!

The second update ends, see you tomorrow~

It’s the end of the month, please ask for another wave of nutrient solution. Is there any more? Don’t leave it for expired and empty it.

ps: Yes, I changed the cover, because the one used to be a website system before, and there were too many clothes on the same clothes. This cover was made by my dear Yang Meimei [Mu Yi Shaoyi] for me. I feel so happy. The key is that Meimei even told me that this is for me to use it for the time being, and wait for her to make one for me slowly.

This is a technical tycoon who works hard to learn painting and other technologies in order to make a cover for himself. Compared to me, I don’t know how to use a ps. I’m too Xianyu [I collapsed to the ground with my feet facing the sky and falling to the ground.
Chapter completed!