"Ha ha, my son is good and worry-free. By the way, it’s almost winter vacation in kindergarten."

"Ha ha, my son is good and worry-free. By the way, it’s almost winter vacation in kindergarten."

"Yes, today is the last day."
Qiao Xinwei sighed, "It’s so cool. When can I have a winter vacation?"
"Ha, if you want to have a holiday every day without work, I can support you."
Qiao Xinwei took back her presumptuous feet and sat up straight. She looked at Jiang Hao and suddenly asked, "Husband, how much money do you have?"
Jiang Hao still kept a half-kneeling posture and fell on her leg like a little slave at any time. "I don’t know, I can’t starve you two anyway." He honestly said that he really didn’t know how much money he had and how many stocks he had. He didn’t count them carefully
In lending Arnold 30 million, Qiao Xinwei is not stingy to care about it, but really curious about where he got so much money. She said, "I want to ask you when I go back to Arnold Cafe …"
"How did you hurt your hand?" Jiang Hao exclaimed and broke her question.
"It’s okay, the bubble is just broken."
"Don’t move, let me have a look." Jiang Hao carefully tore off the band-aid on her palm. Look carefully at the wound. He has done more than her and made more speeches. "If you don’t do this, you will get inflamed and the wound will not be cleaned in case of bacterial infection."
Qiao Xin only disdains "it’s so serious"
"Come here and I’ll deal with it for you." Said Jiang Hao, pulling her to wash her hands, playing the mirror lamp and rummaging through the cabinet to bring out the medicine box forceps, scissors, cotton swabs, gauze and adhesive tape. "If you don’t want to suffer in the future, just listen to me. It will hurt a little. Do you want to move a stool with you to sit in?"
At that time, Qiao Xinwei was still "not right, this hurts."
"Are you sure?"
"Make sure this injury" She repeatedly stressed this injury this injury.
Jiang Hao laid her hand flat on the sink, and then cut off the dirty rotten skin of her wound with a pair of tweezers and a pair of scissors. It’s meat. It’s raw meat in his hand. No matter how careful his tweezers are, it will also cut the meat. Because the skin is attached to the meat, he will always touch the meat and bleed when he touches the meat. It’s raw meat …
Qiao Xin only shivered. When she grew up, her mouth was so painful that tears almost came out. But he said, "Shout out when it hurts. Don’t endure it." He pushed back her impulse to shout. If she didn’t shout, she just endured it.
For Jiang Hao, it’s a piece of cake to deal with this kind of wound. It’s finished in three or two, wiping disinfectant and gauze.
"I told you it would hurt a little."
"This is a little painful," Qiao Xinwei growled and complained.
"This is not called injury in the army."
Joe is helpless to refute that she has been to the training camp and knows that he is right. It may also be that she has been living too comfortably recently, and people have become melodramatic. A little injury is unbearable. If she cuts vegetables and hands before changing jobs, she will not say anything.
Jiang Hao saw that her forehead was covered with sweat, and he also felt sorry for her. He held her half-way and said, "Well, it won’t hurt when I kiss her."
"… I’m not a three-year-old child. Don’t trick me." She pushed his chest and it really hurt. She said sullenly, "I should be given a bonus for my great contribution. As a result, it’s unfair for the leader to send me home. Would you please kill me with vulgar money?"
Jiang Hao kept nodding. "Well, I have to talk to your leader. This is a work-related injury."
"Come on, I’ll thank you if you don’t suddenly come to the unit to find me and influence me and mess me up."
"I want to be a backer for you and not let others bully you."
"Ahem, thank you. No need."
The two of them bickered one by one, leaving the 30 million behind.
Chapter 32 Bad news in the army
Chapter 32 Bad news in the army
After the evening, Qiao Xinwei didn’t trust to see her son, but Jiang Hao held her back. "Don’t worry about which time to see him. He didn’t sleep well."
It’s also a relief for Joe to think about it, and at the same time, he has a faint sense of loss. It’s no exaggeration to say that she hasn’t slept all night since she was pregnant. Before that, Xi Bao was too young. Later, Xi Bao was able to sleep all night. She also used to wake up in the middle of the night to see if Xi Bao had kicked the quilt and slept beside her. She always had a miss in her heart.
Now that I’m in the capital, I’m sleeping alone. It seems that I’m used to sleeping alone, and I quickly adapt to the new living environment. In fact, many times it’s always wishful thinking for adults and children not to do this or that.
Jiang Hao said, "You will disturb him when you go out. He is a boy. Only when we learn to let go can he be independent."
"He talked about independence when he was young."
"How old can you be independent? You said you didn’t want to be a doting mother."
"But he doesn’t sleep well. I’m afraid he’ll be kicked."
"Come on, that’s a sleeping bag. No matter how hard you kick it, I’m going to let him go to the juvenile military academy when he’s older. It’s only to exercise him if he can come back once a month."
Qiao Xinwei frowned and strongly opposed "what military school to send? I won’t let my son be a soldier."
"… it’s not good to be a soldier. It’s not like me to let him be a special soldier."