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"Old lady, you’re just overthinking things. With San’er here, what’s there to worry about!" Xie Tiesheng immediately retorted unsatisfied upon hearing his wife’s incessant nagging.
"You old man, what got into you this early in the morning? Can’t I even speak now?" Zhou Xiuhua, having been pampered recently, couldn’t stand her husband suddenly losing his temper at her.
"Don’t worry about it, I can’t be bothered with you."
After saying that, Xie Tiesheng snorted lightly, put on his coat as he walked, and said to his wife in the kitchen:
"Hurry up, it’s the crack of dawn, and you haven’t lifted a finger yet. Who wants breakfast now? If you keep dawdling, I won’t wait for you."
Nowadays, the old couple would also, influenced by the military environment, wake up early and take a slow stroll on the narrow paths downstairs, accompanied by other elders or ladies from the nearby residential buildings.
"Ah, coming." As soon as Zhou Xiuhua heard he wouldn’t wait for her, she immediately turned off the stove, letting the rice porridge simmer as it would become even sweeter since it had already boiled.
Xie Jingchen completely treated himself as if he were air, not coming back to his senses until the old couple noisily left—this was also quite good.
When Zhang Shanni came out, the living room was empty. Seeing the man a bit stunned, she, lacking the energy to deal with him, dizzily turned back to her room with only one thought in mind: to go back to bed and catch up on some sleep.
She was indeed in a period of sleepiness during pregnancy, and she had overdone it last night with her man, with nighttime wake-ups and frights, feeling she could sleep another ten hours if given the chance.
Xie Jingchen, like a shadow, only seriously reflected when he truly saw his little wife hug the long pillow and fall asleep on her own, even starting to snore softly—he couldn’t help but admit:
Did his wife just completely forget his existence?
After carefully tucking her in, Xie Jingchen quietly left the room.
At this time, his younger sister also got up.
Seeing Xie Jingchen still at home, Xie Jingzi was a bit surprised, "Third Brother, you’re still home? Aren’t you supposed to go for training?"
Xie Jingzi was helpless. Ever since living in the military district, her biological clock also followed the sounds of the military alarm.
She would definitely go to bed before ten at night, and get up at four forty in the morning, although she usually stayed in bed for an extra ten minutes. Today, with mom waking up early, she lingered in bed a few extra minutes.
"I’m going now. Keep it down, your Third Sister-in-law just fell asleep." Xie Jingchen whispered his instructions and then left the house.
Today he was still on vacation and didn’t need to wake up early for physical training. But the Big Head Soldiers in the camp, much like his children, practiced physical training every day he was in the military district over the years.
Now that his body had improved, he only broke a light sweat after a whole routine, and the time significantly shortened, for his strength made the soldiers under his command also train very hard.
When Xie Jingchen appeared before the soldiers, everyone was pleasantly surprised, shouting: "Good morning, Rongwei Chief!"
Xie Jingchen had timed it perfectly, just arriving as the front team had just assembled and was ready to start the physical training.
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