Hot Mom Raises Cute Babies in the '60s [MTL]

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Chapter 15: My mother is dead

While packing up the dishes and chopsticks, Zhou Miao asked He Jianjun, "Do you still go to work tomorrow?"

"Go, the task is over, and the report has not been written. Every task is like this. When you come back, you have to write a two-day report, and I'll wait on it."

"You can't rest. I'm lame." Zhou Miao was distressed. He was already uncomfortable when he was injured and had to go to work.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhou Miao suddenly realized when he would be so relieved about this man.

He's gone, she thought.

He hurts, and so does she.

"He Jianjun, if you are sorry for me in the future, I will castrate you." Zhou Miao said such a sentence mindlessly. He Jianjun was stunned after hearing this and nodded quickly.

Lei Zi was picked up by Director Yan. Before leaving, he told He Jianjun to change the medicine in two days. Don't forget to go to the hospital. Director Yan was afraid of meeting a military doctor who was on duty with He Jianjun in the hospital and asked her to help me speak.

There were two happy events on this day. He Jianjun came back and steamed buns were four years old.

Finally, I was ready to go to bed and discussed steamed buns. In the future, they will have one room, one bed for each, and even the bed will be ready in advance.

Zhou Miao and He Jianjun finally had a two-person life at night, and He Jianjun was even nervous since dinner.

Before I was to bed, as soon as I lay down, I heard someone knocking at the door.

Zhou Miao pushed He Jianjun and asked him to open the door. It was winter and cold outside.

He Jianjun came back with a foot-long face.

Zhou Miao put on a thin coat and sat up, "What's wrong? Do you have to go out again?"

He Jianjun shook his head and sat by the bedside without taking off his clothes. "The mother of steamed buns died. Just this morning, the police station checked that she accidentally fell into the well at the entrance of the village. When someone found out in the morning, she had lost her breath."

"Who sent the letter? Did the grandma of steamed buns find that the pension was with us and wanted us to go back to the funeral and make trouble?" Zhou Miao paused for a moment and began to think about practical questions.

She has never seen her mother of steamed buns. She said she was sad and could not count. She was more worried. She was worried that steamed buns would not be accepted, and she was worried that she would not run unevenly.

"It was the last time that the army went down to investigate the situation and left a phone call for the village head to stare at it. The village head didn't call until the evening. The eldest brother's army hung up the phone and called here. What just came was the comrade of the communication company on duty. He Jianjun told Zhou Miao all this. Zhou Miao was more thoughtful than he thought.

"Don't go with us. Tomorrow morning, I'll take steamed buns to the train. You are an officer. You can't say something and something. In case they make trouble, they can be shameless, but you have to be famous." Now reputation is not true. In case someone turns over the old account and deducts his hat in a few years, a small mistake will be enough for He Jianjun to drink a pot.

"Listen to me this time, I'll go too." He Jianjun is very persistent.

Zhou Miao blocked him in one sentence, "Do you still have any fakes?" I invited me four or five days home for a blind date before. You only have a few days off all year round.