Chapter 626 Children
Close the windows.
Draw the curtains.
Cheng Qianfan tiptoed to the first floor, opened the closet, took out the wine bottle, and drank a few sips of wine. This ensured that he would smell a bit drunk when he woke up in the morning.
Brush your teeth and wash your hands.
When he came to the bedroom, Cheng Qianfan didn't turn on the light. He took off his clothes in the dark and got into bed.
The bedside lamp turned on, and Bai Ruolan's big eyes flickered.
“Did I wake you up?” Cheng Qianfan bent down and kissed Ruolan’s cheek and asked softly.
Bai Ruolan raised her head and neck.
Cheng Qianfan skillfully moved his arms over, and Ruolan snuggled into his arms, "I can't sleep. I'll wait for you to come back."
Cheng Qianfan said nothing. His heart was full of guilt for his wife. He knew that Ruolan must have been worried about him.
With a slight strength in his arms, he hugged his wife tightly and kissed her forehead, "Go to sleep."
"Qianfan, I have something to tell you." Bai Ruolan looked serious.
"What's the matter?" Cheng Qianfan said. Looking at his wife's serious expression, he felt a little confused and nervous.
"I have a baby in my belly." Ruolan rubbed her husband's chest gently and said softly, with shyness and joy in her voice.
Cheng Qianfan was stunned for a moment, and then came to his senses. His eyes flashed with surprise as he looked at Bai Ruolan.
“Really?” he asked.
“Yeah.” She nodded.
Cheng Qianfan was as happy as a child and kept saying, "We are going to be parents."
Bai Ruolan looked at her husband, her heart still filled with sweetness.
At the same time, she was secretly relieved. She could guess how great and dangerous things her husband was doing. She was worried that Cheng Qianfan would not want the child because of work considerations.
Now, she feels at ease.
No, to be precise, it was happiness. She gently touched her belly and said to herself, "I'm going to be a mother."
…
Cheng Qianfan hugged his wife, and the two of them talked softly. The content was about the first meeting, companionship, and mutual understanding of the boy and girl in the nursing home when they were young.
“Ruolan, thank you.” He said softly.
no respond.
Cheng Qianfan lowered his head and saw that Bai Ruolan was asleep, nestled in his arms, with a beautiful smile on her lips.
He closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief.
He is about to become a father, and he is naturally happy in his heart.
For him, there is no restriction from the organization or the Secret Service that prohibits having children.
Having been married for almost two years, it is normal to have children, but it is unreasonable to have no children.
In addition, for him, who has the identity of Japanese agent Kentaro Miyazaki, if Ruolan has a child, her safety can be guaranteed to the maximum extent.
“Abba, mom, Xiaofan is going to be a father.” Cheng Qianfan said in his heart.
…
Early morning.
Chongqing, No. 50 Zengjiayan, Zhou Mansion.
Xiong Jiahua folded the message and put it in his pocket.
He glanced at the small teahouse opposite. The waiter in the teahouse was lighting the stove at the door, but his eyes glanced here from time to time.
Next to the teahouse is a shoe repair shop. Early in the morning, the hard-working shoe repairman has already opened his stall.
Whether it is Comrade Xiangwu, Mr. Ye, Mr. Dong and other leaders, as well as young comrades such as Xiong Jiahua, everyone knows the agents at the surveillance point clearly. It can even be said that the two sides understand each other tacitly, and everyone knows who does what.
When Comrade Xiang Wu and our party comrades first came to Chongqing, due to housing shortage, they could only rent a house with the Kuomintang people.
There are high-ranking Kuomintang officials inside and state spies outside the gate. This is a true portrayal of the complex and even dangerous environment of the Zhou Mansion.
In such a dangerous and complex environment, Comrade Xiangwu, Mr. Dong, Mr. Ye and other leaders calmly and calmly led the struggle in the Kuomintang-controlled areas and the work of the anti-Japanese national united front under the eyes of the enemy, showing the fearless revolutionary spirit of the Red Party people. and the supreme art of struggle.
Xiong Jiahua's eyes met the teahouse boy. He smiled and nodded. The latter seemed a little surprised, and finally smiled.
Xiong Jiahua went out and turned right and came to a room, which was the office and bedroom of Comrade Xiangwu and his eldest sister.
He knocked lightly on the door.
“Comrade Xiangwu, are you up?” he asked.
"It's Comrade Jiahua, come in." The eldest sister's voice came from inside, the door was opened, and the eldest sister pursed her lips inward.
“Comrade Xiangwu stayed up all night again?” Xiong Jiahua asked in a low voice.
“Don’t listen to your elder sister, I’ve been squinting for a long time.” Comrade Xiang Wu, who was writing at his desk, said.
“It’s less than half an hour, so it’s been a long time.” The eldest sister revealed.
Xiong Jiahua looked at the tired Comrade Xiangwu and said distressedly, "Comrade Xiangwu, your body..."
"My health is good." Comrade Xiang Wu smiled heartily, closed the notebook, and then looked at the elder sister, "I really miss the millet porridge in northern Shaanxi."
“I know, I’m going to cook porridge right away.” The eldest sister said with a smile.
“Comrade Jiahua hasn’t had breakfast yet, let’s have dinner together later.” The eldest sister said hello to Xiong Jiahua and went out.
"Comrade Xiangwu." Xiong Jiahua took out the telegram from his body, "This is the telegram forwarded by Comrade Farmer."
"Oh?" Comrade Xiangwu was shocked and received the message, "Comrade Huo Miao's message?"
"Yes." Xiong Jiahua nodded, "Comrade Farmer said that the original text of the telegram has been reported to comrade teachers. Comrade teachers asked Comrade Farmer to forward it to Chongqing for your review."
After speaking, he stood quietly aside.
Comrade Xiangwu held the telegram in both hands, lost in thought, and his expression became more and more serious.
…
Shanghai.
He Guanjia.
Mother Blue, the maid who was preparing breakfast, heard a knock on the door.
She picked up the rag and wiped her hands, came to the door of the courtyard, opened the door, and saw He Guan and Huang Xiaolan standing at the door.
“Master Guan.” Mother Lan exclaimed, and then quickly covered her mouth.
"Mama Lan, don't make any noise." He Guan led Huang Xiaolan through the door and whispered.
Mother Lan nodded and quickly closed the door.
“Where’s grandma?” He Guan asked.
“My wife hasn’t gotten up yet,” said Mother Blue.
“Don’t call me grandma yet.” He Guan said, “Mama Lan, I want to eat the wontons you made.”
“Mother Lan, let’s do it now.” Mother Lan said excitedly. She looked at Huang Xiaolan, “What do you want to eat, young mistress?”
“I also miss Mama Blue’s little wontons.”
“Okay, okay.” Mother Blue nodded happily.
About half an hour later, Mrs. He got up. As she walked down the stairs, she said, "Mama Lan, didn't you say we were going to eat fried cakes today? How about making little wontons?"
Mama Lan, who was busy in the kitchen, did not answer.
"That brat Aguan is not at home. If he were at home, he could eat three bowls of wontons in one sitting." Mrs. He sighed, then turned her head and saw He Guan and Huang Xiaolan who were standing up and looking at her with a smile.
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