"Okay, then I'll discuss it with Aunt Yao later." If this is the case, it doesn't matter if she can rest assured that she has troubled her.

After Song Chengyi finished drinking porridge, he went out before he could even eat the buns. He took them in his hand and walked while eating. In order to deliver food to his young wife, he had already delayed for a while, so he had to go to the training ground quickly.

At 7:30, Aunt Yao asked upstairs: "Ning Yue'er, have you done it? Can you set off?"

Ning Yue replied downstairs: "Okay, Aunt Yao, let's go!"

Zhang Xiufang had just gotten up for a while and was combing her hair by the window. She saw that Sister Yao and Ning Yue could go to work in the city. She had a faint smile on her face and a faint envy in her eyes.

The third group did not do physical training today, so Yang Zhen could go later. Seeing the expression in his wife's eyes, he asked: "Didn't you tell me the night before yesterday that you want to talk to Ning Yue and go to the Song Family Hotel to do things? What did she say?"

Zhang Xiufang put away her comb and said, "I'm just talking to you. I just met someone just now, where can I speak?"

Yang Zhen was silent for a moment: "It's all my fault. I can't let you live a good life."

Zhang Xiufang looked stern: "I'm talking nonsense again. Look at our military district, which military wife doesn't want to have a job? She doesn't work and eats idle food at home every day? I can't control whether others want to, but I don't want it. When I first came, I said I wanted to go to the city to find something to do. You have to worry and not let me go."

Yang Zhen smiled: "The wife is loved by her. Women are so hard, so what do you need a man to do?"

"Then if you say that, will Captain Song not love Ning Yue anymore? Or will Deputy Governor Gao not love Sister Yao anymore?"

"No, you can't say that, yes..."

"Okay, Brother Zhen, I know you are nice to me, but I really want to go out and do something. I can pass the time every day and share a little bit for you."

Yang Zhen smiled and said, "Xiufang, follow me and make you suffer."

Zhang Xiufang glared at him: "Here comes again, come again."

"Okay, let's not talk about it. I have already written letters to my mother and my elder brother. From now on, I will send ten yuan to my mother every month. I will not care about my elder brother's side."

Zhang Xiufang was surprised and happy: "Really?"

But soon, his face darkened: "Then, will your mother and brother agree?"

Yang Zhen took a breath: "Whether you agree or not, I have decided. I have a responsibility and obligation to my mother, but it has been enough for my elder brother for so many years. I also have my own life, and I can't let you suffer with me like this..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Xiufang had already thrown into his arms: "Brother Zhen..."

Her voice was a little terrified. Yang Zhen smiled and patted her on the back. He married a good wife. If he had changed to someone else's family, he would have to send her home 30. His wife had been eating with her for two years. She was afraid that she would have had a fuss. But Xiufang didn't say anything and silently supported him. How could he be willing to continue to aggrieved her with such a wife?
Chapter completed!