The miserable heroine of the sad novel of the period was penetrated

Chapter 241 Don't worry! I didn't lose your people

Ning Jingmo ate two large steamed buns with pickles, praising them as he ate: "My mom's cooking is still the best. I never get tired of eating it."

Wang Qiuping was delighted by the compliment, "There's still half a tank left. If you like, I'll bring you some more when you leave."

Ning Shenghe continued, "That won't do. I love to eat it too. I can't let this kid take it all away."

Wang Qiuping picked up a piece of pickled vegetables with chopsticks and put it in his bowl. "Eat it. Even eating can't stop your mouth."

Xia Songlan really likes the way Wang Qiuping and Ning Shenghe get along with each other. The couple share weal and woe and their love is stronger than gold.

The implicit yet uninhibited love.

While she was distracted, a few pickles appeared in her bowl.

Before Ning Jingmo could take back his chopsticks, he said, "Don't be envious, isn't it just that mom picked up some pickles for dad?

Then...I've picked some for you, too, eat more."

Xia Songlan smiled silently, and Ning Jingmo smiled even bigger.

After dinner, Wang Qiuping and Ning Shenghe went to work. They asked Ning Jingmo to take Xia Songlan around, and arranged Xiao Liu to be their guide.

Ning Jingmo didn't let Xiao Liu follow him. He changed into casual clothes, took Xia Songlan and the children, and went to the city in the army's car.

Ning Jingmo had been here before. At that time, Ning Sheng and the others had not yet started working here. He also came here temporarily to carry out a mission and left after only a few days.

But I still have some impression of it, so I took Xia Songlan and the two children to the park for a walk.

We also had lunch outside.

I went shopping in the mall for a while in the afternoon.

At Ning Jingmo's insistence, he bought two skirts for Xia Songlan, and Xia Songlan picked one for Wang Qiuping before they went back.

When they got home in the evening, Wang Qiuping had already finished get off work and Ning Shenghe had not returned yet, so Xia Songlan gave her the skirt she had bought.

Wang Qiuping looked at the skirt from left to right, unable to let it go. "This must have been picked by Song Lan. Jing Mo, that straight guy, definitely doesn't have such good taste."

Ning Jingmo didn't care, "I have put my best effort into Song Lan. It's enough to marry Song Lan. It doesn't matter whether I have good ideas for others or not.

Just like my dad said, you are not my wife. I have a wife, and I choose for my wife."

Wang Qiuping smiled and glanced at Ning Jingmo, "He's such a chatterbox, he's getting more and more unruly as he gets older."

Ning Jingmo put his arm around Wang Qiuping's shoulders and leaned his head on her shoulders, "Who made my mother so open-minded?

Besides, even if I am eighty years old, I am still a child in front of my mother. "

Wang Qiuping smiled and said, "You have no shame. You are already a father of two children, but you still act like a child."

She teased Ning Jingmo a few more times, and then went back to her room to change her skirt at Ning Jingmo's urging.

She usually wears military uniform and rarely wears casual clothes. She looks very beautiful in a skirt.

It makes her overall temperament more graceful.

Ning Shenghe happened to come in at this moment, and when he saw Wang Qiuping's skirt, he clapped his hands and said, "This skirt must have been chosen by Song Lan, she has good taste.

Only your mother can wear it to such an effect, it is really beautiful and eye-catching. "

Wang Qiuping was rarely embarrassed, and snorted in annoyance, "The children are here, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Ning Shenghe smiled and said, "I'm not talking nonsense. Ask them if they look very beautiful."

Everyone nodded and praised her beauty.

In fact, everyone had praised it just now, but after hearing Ning Shenghe asked, they all praised it again.

Ning Jingmo, in particular, had honey on his lips, and kept praising her, "Mom, your skin is so white, and the color of your skirt is even brighter because of you.

Your figure is the same as woad's, just like a little girl.

This calf is thin and straight, even straighter than a little girl's leg."

Wang Qiuping was very pleased with his praise, but he was still modest, "How can I compare with Isandra, Isandra's figure is much better!

I am already so old, I am already a grandmother, but I am still a little girl, you just know how to make your mother happy."

Ning Shenghe also said, "I think Jing Mo is right, she is really pretty, and really looks like a little girl.

You haven't changed at all since I first saw you."

The atmosphere at home was particularly good. In the next few days, both Ning Shenghe and Wang Qiuping would accompany the four of them and take them around to see things whenever they had time.

Early that morning, Xia Songlan came out of the bathroom after washing her face.

Ning Ziqing ran in from outside, shouting as he ran, "Mom, hurry up, Dad is competing with others, hurry up."

Before Xia Songlan could react, Ning Zhiqing had already run to her side, grabbed her hand and ran out.

Not far from their yard, there is a large playground where many soldiers train.

Xia Songlan was dragged to the playground by Ning Ziqing.

From a distance, I saw two people running in circles on the track.

By looking at the body shape, she recognized that the person running in front was Ning Jingmo.

There were many people watching the fight around.

When they walked into the crowd, they heard a soldier say, "There are only two laps left. Platoon Leader Zhang has fallen behind by a long distance. It seems difficult to catch up."

"That comrade is very strong. He should be reserved when running ahead." Another soldier next to him took over the conversation.

Xia Songlan's attention also turned to the runway.

The two men on the runway were carrying heavy loads, wearing military uniforms, and had strong postures.

Ning Jingmo's physical strength was obviously much better, and running was not strenuous for him. He was even able to look back and pay attention to the running situation of the soldier behind him.

As the last lap approached, the distance between the two gradually widened, and Ning Jingmo finally reached the finish line first with an advantage of more than half a lap.

When he stopped, although he was a little out of breath, it was obvious that he had not used up all his strength. When the soldier behind him reached the end of the run, his legs were a little weak.

Ning Jingmo stood at the finish line, raised his hand and clapped his hands with the soldier, "Not bad, your physical fitness is not bad, but you still need to exercise."

Ning Ziqing had already let go of Xia Songlan's hand and ran towards Ning Jingmo, looking at him admiringly, "Dad, you won, you are so awesome."

Ning Jingmo opened his arms, picked up Ning Ziqing and held him high.

Ning Ziqing pointed at Xia Songlan in the distance and said, "Dad, Mom is here too. She's over there."

Ning Jingmo then looked in the direction of his finger and gave Xia Songlan a big smile.

Xia Songlan saw it and responded with a gentle smile.

Zhang Lei, the warrior who had just competed with Ning Jingmo, also saw Xia Songlan and was stunned.

Xia Songlan had also come over by now, "Why did you think of running?"

Ning Jingmo explained, "I used to train every day, but after not running for a few days, my bones are a little loose, so I came out to exercise today.

I happened to meet these comrades running, so we had a little competition.

Don't worry, I didn't lose your people."

Xia Songlan smiled brightly, "I saw it, it's great."

As he said that, he gave him a thumbs up.

Zhang Lei took a step forward and asked, "Are you Xia Songlan?"