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Volume 2: My Comrades, My Soldiers Chapter 164: Treating My Son

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    ps: As time goes by, I feel that I am writing much better now than when I started the book.  However, official articles are a big trap. I am not an aunt, and I receive warnings from editors every day.  The new book is in preparation and has been deposited.  "That's not right!" Wu Shan suddenly felt something bad. He opened the door and rushed over, catching up with the car in an instant.  "Brother, what's wrong with you?" The driver was a little annoyed.  However, he also knows that people who can live in the backer are either rich or noble, and they are not something that a small driver like him can afford to offend.  "I'm sorry!" Wushan smiled apologetically and patted the car window behind him: "Qiqige, come down, the child doesn't have a cold." "What's wrong!" Although Haschiqige muttered, she still insisted.  Yan got out of the car and smiled sweetly at the driver: "Xiao Du, thank you, we don't need the car today." "Sister-in-law, what are you talking about?" Xiao Du lowered the window further: "Zeng  Brother is gone, but you are still the sister-in-law in our hearts. As I said before, if anything happens, just let me know!" With that, he started the car, Didi honked the horn twice, and drove away.  Zeng Nianshan is still asleep. Although Husqiqige is relatively tall, it is a bit difficult to hold a half-year-old child.  Seeing this, Wu Shan stretched out his hand, carefully felt the child's body, and found a shadow on the brain.  "What on earth are you going to do?" Husqiqige felt a little embarrassed when he saw that he didn't speak.  It has been almost ten years since Hefeng separated.  It's just that after he followed Zeng Yingkai, the two of them didn't talk much in public because they didn't know how to speak.  The last time we met.  We can also trace back to that time when she and Feng Xiaowu took their children out to play in the drizzle.  Because of Wushan¡¯s overt and covert care.  Qin Hongmian, the former chairman of the Women's Federation, took good care of her.  Although she is not in the Women's Federation now, she has been promoted.  As the director of the General Office of the State Council, who can do anything to Qiqige?  Although the level is still the same, the power is different.  It is said that there are some rumors that are not good for the couple.  Speaking of which, at least Wushan has never seen both of them serving as senior officials in government departments.  But Prime Minister Li has no choice but to win over and promote some factions.  Even though she is getting paid even if she does not go to work, she still goes to order Mao every day and is dedicated to her work.  "It doesn't matter, I can cure the child's disease!" Wu Shan said firmly: "It seems that there is something in the brain. Let me take a closer look." "Can you cure the disease?" Husqiqige's mouth opened wide.  She knows that Wushan is very powerful and seems to be omnipotent, but healing is the exclusive domain of doctors. She never thought that he could actually treat children.  In her heart, she was already in love, the child was his, and Zeng Yingkai just had a title.  If they were together all the time, would he treat the child as his own?     Moreover.  Even if his father is not dead, he is still inferior to the Wu family in all aspects.  When a woman has a child, she thinks about her child.  Otherwise, why is there the so-called seven-year itch?  Generally speaking.  It is because women spend almost all their efforts on their children and no longer have the same passion for their husbands as when they were in love.  If there are temptations from external factors, it is inevitable for men to cheat.  "I'm not sure." Wushan said noncommittally: "I'll drive, and I'll hold the baby." Haschiqige can drive.  She demonstrated her accomplishments in this area when she was the Propaganda Minister of the Hefeng County Party Committee.  She can not only drive.  And quite wild, just like her character.  Once, the two of them went camping in the Gobi Desert and raced all the way. Even the jeep couldn't withstand a few twists and turns, and almost scrapped one.  The yard is a bit run down, and Haschiqige is not a woman who is very good at taking care of things.  It is estimated that when Zeng Yingkai was here, he spent most of his time doing housework in person.  "Hire a nanny," Wu Shan sighed: "Old Zeng is gone, and you have to live a decent life." "What's wrong?" Qiqige put her hands on her hips and rolled her eyes: "This is your home.  Lulu doesn¡¯t know how to do housework, so why don¡¯t you tell her? I don¡¯t know how to clean up, can I take care of it?¡± In the middle of the main room, there are wedding photos of the two of them, which can be seen being wiped at any time. ? Below is the portrait of Zeng Yingkai. It should be a photo of him that was usually more serious, enlarged and re-photographed.  These words made Wushan feel bad. Even though she had a fianc¨¦e, she slept with her. Even if she was a widow, she still had her own dignity.   Children of ethnic minorities generally have much brighter personalities than Han people. Qiqige immediately fought back and married Zeng Yingkai, who was the deputy secretary of the county party committee at the time.  The sofa is a bit old, probably because no more furniture was added after Lao Zeng passed away.  "Is your salary enough?" Wu Shan sighed slightly in his heart. Zeng Ying drove away. It must be difficult to raise a child with her salary alone.  "Thank you for your concern, I'm still hungry!" Qi Qiqi replied graciously: "Didn't you say you want to treat the child?"  If you delay the child, I will risk my life with you!" This moment made Wu Shan dumbfounded. Could it be that she was such an unreliable person in her heart?  ¡°However, you can¡¯t blame others for being angry.  How many years have you said since Zeng Yingkaidu died?  He was once his subordinate, even if the child was not his, he should still come and take a look.  He didn¡¯t speak and laid the child flat on the sofa.  Using a little trick, Zeng Nianshan fell asleep soundly and snored evenly.  He tried hard to use his Qi to surround and eat away at the unknown objects in his mind.  In fact, doctors are not omnipotent, especially Western medicine. When you go to the hospital, no matter what the disease is, you will always be treated with water, and all kinds of equipment will keep tossing your body.  Sometimes, Wushan also thought about whether he should make the Tianshan Sect's exercises public. After all, it would be a good thing to improve the physical fitness of the whole people. At least they would no longer be the sick man of East Asia in front of foreigners.     However.  The ancients said that chivalrous men break the law with force, that is no joke.  Don¡¯t talk about Wushan himself.  It¡¯s the other members of the Dragon Group, each one is innate.  There are at least 10,000 ways to kill someone, and the law is nothing.  ¡°Whether it¡¯s power or force, without necessary regulatory measures, the world will be in chaos.  He could only bury such a matter deep in his heart, and he didn¡¯t even have anyone to discuss it with.  At this time, what Wu Shan was thinking was, how great would it be if doctors could have their own methods?  Those things like stethoscopes.  Nothing works.  ¡°For example, after a film is taken, doctors can only follow the usual routine to analyze the cause of the disease.  ¡°I can only think about it. At least for now, he has no intention of announcing the technique.  The germs in the child¡¯s mind seem to be living matter.  As soon as they encountered Qi, they all gathered together to fight against it.  ??The human brain, even if its skills are as high as Wushan, cannot clearly explain the structure inside.  If you are not careful, you will become an idiot.  He cautiously continued to attack bit by bit, not daring to let the germs spill over where they were now.  Qiqige was beside her, looking at the man she once had with a solemn face.  Still motionless, beads of sweat gradually seeped out from his hair.  This familiar face, even when I was with Zeng Yingkai.  She never forgot it.  Seeing how attentive he is to his children, even if he feels a thousand grievances and resentments.  She also ignored them.  The child looks a bit like his mother.  His skin is quite white, similar to his brother Wu Congyang.  The children of Lao Wu's family all seem to be more like their father, and not very handsome.  There is also a special case. Wu Congyue¡¯s mother was 18 years old. If she looked like her father, she would be handsome, but she would be a bit ugly among girls.  It wasn¡¯t until all the germs in the child¡¯s brain were finally cleared that Wushan came back to his senses. Qiqige was wiping her own sweat carefully, her expression focused, just like before.  Seeing her looking at him, his heart was shocked.  This is how ethnic minority women dare to love and hate.  How much she loved Wushan in the past, she hated him so much later.  Following her husband¡¯s footsteps to the capital, she gradually understood that even if she was unmarried, she would never marry Wu Shan.  ¡°For many people who want to make a difference in officialdom, their wives must be a big help.  Unless you are a second-generation official, your starting point is much higher than others.  People like that cannot get married, otherwise they will attract the jealousy of others.  Wushan can be regarded as the second generation of officials, but the power of the Wu family pales in comparison to others. ????????? Otherwise, it would be strange that someone would dare to bully Jin Ling. After all, the Wu family is not the kind with deep roots and luxuriant leaves. Their circle is relatively narrow and single, and Zhao Lisheng's cannot be included.  Old Zhaotou spent most of his time in the officialdom in Bashu, which was the hometown of great men and women. Anyone with a little bit of a foothold could have some connection with them.  Speaking of which, Zhao Lisheng was still an outsider in Bashu officialdom.    Apart from that, the relationship between the Wu family is lackluster.  Of course, this idea is something I only think about occasionally, and Husqiqige doesn¡¯t take it to heart very much.  Because the current life seems to her just right.  She doesn¡¯t have a husband, but she still has a son.  "Thank you!" Wu Shan smiled gently: "The child should be fine. He probably won't wake up until tomorrow morning. After all, a minor illness also consumed a lot of his energy."  Lang, Wu Congyao, and Wu Congyue taught them the foundation-building techniques. Zeng Nianshan and Meizishan outside should have enjoyed this treatment long ago.  During these years of rebirth, he has been busy.  After getting the technique, the first thing I did was not how to cultivate myself to a higher level, but teach it to the orphans adopted by the Wu family from all over the world. They had already proven their loyalty to the Wu family.  Other family members all taught some health-preserving exercises. After all, not everyone is a genius in cultivation.  Of course, Wu Liquan has been told by Wu Shan that after he reaches Xiantian, he can choose someone to teach him.  Speaking of martial arts, he had to admire the power of ancient warriors. Back then, how did they come up with such a method to directly use spiritual transmission.  There is also a disadvantage. If this person encounters an accident outside, then the skills he possesses will be lost.  After all, apart from giants like the Tianshan Sect, there are still mostly casual cultivators in the world.  "Wait!" Qiqige carried the child into his own bedroom.  At first, she kept hugging her, but she didn¡¯t feel it yet.  It seems that after a while, the child's weight has increased.  Could it be that he is getting old?  There is a small mirror in Zeng Nianshan¡¯s small room.  Every morning he tidies up in front of the mirror.  The children of poor people have long been in charge of their families. Their family is not poor, but they are not rich either in the huge Forbidden City.  A few years have passed, and Husqiqige has reached the deputy department level. Although his income is not as good as that of people in some companies, he can still live quite well in the capital.  What¡¯s more, Zeng Yingkai bought this house after selling his house in the city before, without any foreign debt.  I don¡¯t know what¡¯s going on, but this kid is very sensible for his age.  Qiqige looked at herself carefully in the mirror.  I don¡¯t know when the crow¡¯s feet started to creep up on my face.  She made various expressions in front of the mirror, trying her best to lighten the wrinkles, but the effect was not ideal.  "You know Kung Fu?" Walking out of the room, I saw the man staring at the photo of his late husband.  She patted her forehead again: "I heard people say this before, and I thought it was a joke. But now it seems that you are really capable and can treat others." "To be honest. I  This is the first time." Wushan smiled bitterly and said, "By the way, someone will come to you in two days." "Who?" Qiqige has been instinctively rejecting outsiders since Zeng Yingkai died.  Now, except for my acquaintances.  She barely interacts with anyone.  "Didn't Zhu Jianguo start a real estate company?" Wu Shan stood up and said, "Your life is hard enough, I asked him to give you some shares." "What does it have to do with you whether I live a hard life or not?" Qiqi  Ge frowned: "My son and I are used to it, thank you. No need!" "It's just because we have children!" Wu Shan walked over and saw her hair falling down on her face.  Involuntarily, I used my hands to pull it a few times.  "Do you still remember our child?" Qiqige cried and beat his chest: "How old is Xiaoshan? When did you pay attention to him?" Still so wild.  The familiar body made Wushan feel lost several times.  From the yard, it only takes three to five minutes to get home by car.  Normally, the innate person¡¯s physical fitness is really good. After two or three hours of fighting between the two, the sky was already filled with stars.  I accidentally looked at my watch and saw that it was past ten o'clock.  Ou Xuhong¡¯s character is a bit paranoid. Maybe she is not very suitable within the system. She is more than enough to manage the security of the patron residence.  No matter who it is, they have all mentioned it in front of Wushan and said that the public security environment here is really good.  The army is the most training place for people, but it can also easily destroy people.  I hope I can make it up to him a little bit here.  What happened back then, it was understandable that he wanted his cousin to be the squad leader. They were all comrades serving food in the same pot, so Wushan naturally wanted to give him a hand.  The lights in the room are on. As long as he is in the capital, no matter how late it is, Wang Lu will wait for his return.  Wu Shan was surprised that someone was waiting at home.Self.  One is naturally Ou Xuhong, and the other is Hao Sijun, the supporting figure of the mountain brigade.  No wonder Wang Lu is not in the living room. Even if her tutor wants to accompany guests, someone must accompany her.  "Sijun, long time no see!" Wu Shan looked at the uneasy two people, stretched out his hand, and nodded towards Ou Xuhong.  "Hello, instructor!" Hao Sijun gave a military salute.  People, do you have any destiny?  ¡°I think back then, it was because of his broken thigh that I took over the position of second squad leader.  After recovering from the injury, he could no longer train with the army and work as a civilian in the company.  He held it up with both hands, tears flashing in his eyes.  "What are you doing now?" Wu Shan gestured: "Sit down, Lao Ou, you too." "Back?" Wang Lu heard the voice and came out of the study: "He said he was your comrade, Lao Ou too.  "Come with me." "Let's prepare some midnight snacks," Wu Shan said with a smile, "His name is Hao Sijun. He was really a comrade of mine. He was unlucky when he first joined the army and was replaced by me because of his injury."  He pursed his lips and smiled, and went to prepare himself without mentioning it.  "Instructor, I have been restored to the local area a long time ago, and now I am the county's armed forces minister." Although Hao Sijun was excited, he still explained: "No, I worked hard for the diploma!" "Oh?" Wu Shan took a sip of tea comfortably.  , it¡¯s better to have your own home.  "Which school? What major do you study?" To be honest, the Minister of Armed Forces in a county must not take this position as a cadre. The Standing Committee has one vote.  What's more, they themselves are inextricably linked to the army, and the local leaders often cannot control them.  "Two years of full-time study at your alma mater." Hao Sijun said with emotion: "When I came to Beijing this time, I felt like I was isolated from the world." "That's good," Wu Shan nodded: "That's the Adult Education College, right? The dean is  "Teacher Wang Zixin?" "Yes!" Hao Sijun was a little surprised: "I heard that you haven't been back to school for a long time. Why do you still know so much about us?" "Who said that?"  I'll go there every time. Isn't that what everyone talks about?" "What Vice President Wang said!" Hao Sijun patted his head: "I heard that you and I are comrades in arms, and you are very kind to me."  The boy stayed in school, and before he knew it, the youngest in the dormitory also started to become an official.  Although it is in the school, it is a professional establishment.  However, many scholar-type cadres are still quite popular in the local area.  Maybe someone will appreciate him in the future and transfer him directly from the school to the local government.  The three of them were chatting away, and Ou Xuhong felt like she couldn't get a word in at all.  He couldn¡¯t help but feel a little ashamed. He was also in the capital, so why didn¡¯t he think of going to university?  If you have a diploma, you can have a good job.  Well, I have a pretty good job and have pension insurance, so why should I envy others?  Everyone has their own way to go.  "No!" As soon as the noodles were served, Wu Shan asked, "Did Sister Xiaofang make it?" "Haha, I guess I can't hide it from him!" It turned out that they were playing a game to see if they could guess it.  Wei Xiaofang never showed up, but now she came out with a smile.  "Why are you here?" Wu Shan smiled slightly and said, "Where is Brother Dali?" "You still said!" Wang Lu said angrily: "I threw the child there and ran away. Sister Fang and her family sent it here." "Dali."  Brother is here too?" Wu Shan was a little surprised.  There was a crazy idea in his mind.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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