It's not popular to have a single party before marriage at the moment, and the dinner party in the evening is more for entertaining Zheng Jing, a friend, Chen Dong and the others are all piggybacked, oh no, to accompany their battalion commander.

After a full meal, several people started working together and quickly cleaned up the yard.

Chen Dong and the others asked Liu Dani to ask for a job, help chop the ribs and corned beef, and even prepared a few bowls of onion, ginger, garlic, and coriander for the banquet tomorrow, which was enough.

Tang Yuanzheng saw that all of them were enthusiastic, and he also made an exception to let them go on vacation, and did not mention the matter of going back to make up the training at night.

Chen Dong's several strategies succeeded, and they winked at each other. The smugness couldn't be concealed, and it was difficult to understand, and they all circled around Jian Qingtong in tacit understanding, one by one sister-in-law.

Tang Yanwang may not be really strict with his wife, but it seems that the pillow wind can still blow, which is all right.

Tang Yuanzheng was in good spirits on happy occasions, and when he reunited with old friends, he couldn't help but drink two more glasses.

He is the kind of physique that doesn't look good when he drinks. The more he drinks, the more spirited he is, and he really hasn't frightened anyone at the wine table.

Xia Mingliang disliked his cow chewing peony, and was blinded by such a good drink, and later changed him directly to tea.

When drinking, what you want is the feeling of being slightly drunk, otherwise it is better to drink cold water.

If it weren't for the right day for a wedding tomorrow, he would have to drag people around and get drunk tonight.

Since the sacrifice of Zhu Wu, the Pioneer Battalion has held his breath, especially Tang Yuanzheng, who holds a grudge in his heart and trains to death every day.

The bowstring has been stretched and is about to break.

Xia Mingliang was always worried that Tang Yuanzheng would break out one day, and he would lead Chen Dong, the fearless, to go.

It's not that he doesn't support revenge, and his friendship with Zhu Wu over the years is not fake. Zhu Wu was also a child who grew up under his nose. No one would believe him if he didn't feel sad.

But he knows more about discipline. Even if it is revenge, he has to pay attention to a strategy, right?

It is a top secret that Zhu Wu goes undercover. If the mission fails, someone will leak the secret. If the insider has not been found out, then he can't easily send someone over. It would be a death to go.

Fortunately, there was Jian Qingtong, who calmly put a bridle on Tang Yuanzheng and didn't tell him to go wild. Fortunately, he accidentally broke through the inside story of the spy case in the city and uncovered the deeply hidden overseas spy.

This is not to mention, they are still following the vines and found clues about the criminal organization that brutally murdered Zhu Wu. This is the biggest unexpected gain!

This is what Tang Yuanzheng has been busy with these days.

After the wedding is finished, Tang Yuanzheng will prepare again. It is almost time for him to go out to replace his comrades, continue to complete the tasks that Zhu Wu had not completed before his death, and wipe out the criminal organizations.

But that was after the big fight.

Xia Mingliang glanced at Zheng Jing, who was drinking a little bewildered next to him. With a flash of light in his eyes, he filled him with enthusiasm, and raised his glass to persuade him to drink.

This guy is Tang Yuanzheng's strong opponent for winning this time!

Zheng Jing's love was difficult to overcome, and with the away game, he couldn't stop Chen Dong's group of bad boys from fighting, and he was soon forced to the ground.

He has also been carefully trained in wine tasting. The more confused his brain is, the tighter his mouth is, and he will never leak his secrets and be told by a caring person, so that he can be served tightly.

Tang Yuanzheng settled him in the small bedroom next to the study. This arrangement seems very close, especially compared with the mother sleeping in the west wing.

Jian Qingtong saw it in his eyes, and secretly increased his attention to Zheng Jing, and he felt less reverence for his mother-in-law.

The host and guest left the venue, and the others dispersed one after another.

Wang Dani deliberately boiled the hawthorn soup for Xiaoshi. Jian Qingtong watched as the two children drank a bowl and urinated, and then put them on the kang to go to bed early, as there will be trouble tomorrow.

Tang Yuanzheng slept late, and at this moment he was still resting energetically on the wall of the courtyard to build a cathouse, using bricks and cement spatulas, and looking at a decent mason.

Jian Qingtong was willing to help him and worked for him once, but was persuaded to leave.

"Go to bed early. It's not much work, I don't need you, and I'll finish it in a while."

Tang Yuanzheng looked at her through the moonlight, his heart was itching, and he couldn't stop scratching him with his paws like a cat. Just bald words came out:

"You sleep by yourself tonight, and I will accompany you tomorrow. If you have guests tomorrow, you have to keep your spirits up and be a beautiful bride. Obedient, go back to your sleep, beauty sleep. "

He thought for a moment, picked up the new words he learned from her, gave her a deep look, turned his head and continued to lay bricks with passion.

Jian Qingtong felt uncomfortable in his eyes, instinctively folded his arms around his chest, and always felt that the clothes on his body had lost the function of covering his body for a while, which was uneasy.

"Then go to bed early, good night."

She was a little confused, she said in a low manner, turned her head and ran away quickly.

Tang Yuanzheng stopped his movements, stared deeply at her fleeing back, and frowned.

There seems to be a darker color on her trousers?

No, is it a coincidence?

There will be a banquet tomorrow, and she will have her period tonight. What about the candle night in the bridal chamber tomorrow night?

Tang Yuanzheng retracted his eyes dejectedly, and did not suspect that he was wrong.

His eyesight has also been specially trained, or in other words, he has no shortcomings, otherwise how can he sit firmly in the position of the vanguard battalion commander?

Tang Yuanzheng sighed, resigned to his fate and came to the conclusion that the night of the bridal chamber he was looking forward to was in vain, and it would have to be delayed for at least a week, but at that time he should have another mission.

This time, I can't say when I can come back, it will take a few months to say less...

Jian Qingtong didn't know the sullen mood of the man in the yard. She ran back to the bedroom in one breath, and only then noticed the strangeness of her body.

The aunt came to visit and was very enthusiastic.

Jian Qingtong put on sanitary products with a sullen face, so it's not as if he was caught off guard. She is a healthy adult woman, and the day will always come, albeit late.

That's right, this is the aunt who came back with this body.

The original body was severely malnourished, and if he didn't starve to death, he would be considered a big fate. It was difficult to grow up to eighteen years old, and he was as thin as a bean sprout.

Jian Qingtong felt the faint soreness in the lower abdomen, and the bloated feeling that the upper circumference could not be ignored. He picked up the mirror and looked up and down to confirm that the second development of this body had begun.

The timing was just right.

In fact, she is not ready to live a married life with Tang Yuanzheng.

It's not that the concept is conservative, but the situation of this body does not allow it. If you don't develop well, you will eat meat in a hurry, it will hurt your body, and you will not grow taller!

Jian Qingtong stood on the edge of the door frame and raised her hand for a while, and was satisfied to find that she had grown by half a centimeter, and the future was promising.

She is seriously dissatisfied with the height of only 1.6 meters now, and always feels that the air she breathes is not fresh. In her last life, she was 168 years old, and she looked good in clothes.

With the beautiful vision of surpassing the height of her previous life and continuing to walk the route of being beautiful and sassy, ​​Jian Qingtong hummed a song in a good mood, and packed her dirty clothes to wash.

Only after turning on the faucet, Tang Yuanzheng pushed the door in and stopped her.

"Don't touch cold water in your childhood, you go to rest, I'll wash."

Jian Qingtong's face flushed red, and she reached out to grab the laundry tub, where there were also her close-fitting clothes!

"No, no, I can do it myself, it's so delicate."

If Tang Yuanzheng didn't want to, it would be difficult for others to grab the food. He turned around to avoid her movements, and then used a trick of his hand to easily push him back into the room. quilt.

"My daughter-in-law has to be more delicate and obedient. Does your stomach hurt? I'll cook you a bowl of brown sugar water?"

Jian Qingtong stared at his magnanimous and caring look for a while, then suddenly curled her lips into a smile, and said with kindness,

"That's trouble. You are."

Although she has never fought in actual combat, the proposition about the way of a trainer is only on paper, but there must be some truth to it.

Since she intends to live with him for the rest of her life, she has to adjust the relationship between the two in a timely manner. She doesn't want to really live as an old mother who is asked for anything.

It was rare for him to release his kindness first, so she would accept it; turn back and reciprocate in return, and go back and forth, wouldn't this relationship be better?

Another hard day for the family.

Counting the progress bar of world peace, Jian Qingtong put aside the regret of throwing away the dirty clothes and destroying the corpse, and lay down in plain clothes.

Isn't that what her ideal family life is like? Taking care of each other, warm and stable, she really did not miss Tang Yuanzheng!

What should I give him in return? Or, add more space water to get some special wound medicine, in case of emergency?

It doesn't seem to work either.

Anyway, she now has a dead and undocumented master, and she understands chess, calligraphy and painting, and naturally Chinese medicine can also be involved. She even had a needle in a plague pig, so it's not unusual to make some ointments by hand, right?

Jian Qingtong was thinking secretly, she was leaning against the head of the bed, her sore and cold belly was tightly covered, and she quickly became confused, and it was too early for her to go to bed.

"Wake up, go to sleep after drinking the brown sugar water."

Tang Yuanzheng came in with a bowl of steaming brown sugar water, and he could smell the sweet and spicy taste from afar, and he didn't know how much ginger was put in it.

"Thank you, I'll trouble you."

Jian Qingtong thanked in confusion, reached out to pick up the bowl, but was avoided by Tang Yuanzheng.

"Hot, let me feed you."

He scooped up a spoonful of brown sugar water very naturally, blew it carefully, and fed it to Jian Qingtong's mouth.

Jian Qingtong's sleepy bugs were scared away, and said with an embarrassed smile:

"No, no, I'll do it myself, it's as if my hands are disabled, it's all right."

Tang Yuanzheng insisted on feeding her:

"Open your mouth and be careful to spill the quilt. It's sticky and hard to wash."

Only then did Jian Qingtong realize that she was covered with the original quilt at home, not the space quilt stored in the space.

Doesn't seem to be uncomfortable?

Jian Qingtong doesn't think that the quality of the quilt has improved instantly, but it can only be attributed to the terrible adaptability of human beings.

And this is also reflected in her next actions.

She glanced at Tang Yuanzheng and saw that he had no sign of changing his mind at all, so she opened her mouth helplessly, grabbed the spoon lightly, and inhaled the slightly hot sugar water, which went straight into her stomach.

"Drink slowly, I won't rob you."

Tang Yuanzheng took out a handkerchief and pressed the corner of her mouth, the words with a smile were very familiar.

Jian Qingtong gave him a cheeky look and protested:

"Don't take me for Guoguo, I'm not a three-year-old child."

Tang Yuanzheng couldn't help laughing:

"Well, you are older than Guoguo, you are two years old."

Jian Qingtong thought Lift the bowl.

Straight guy's sense of humour sucks!