That’s why at this mont, he put back a can of canned yellow peaches that Shi Suifeng brought, thought about it, and then rummaged around and added a can of malted milk.
Shi Suifeng didn’t stand on ceremony either—everyone goes back and forth like this, no one minds, and anyway, the gift was already quite decent.
He looked at the ti: "Let’s go, don’t bring more, we don’t lack anything at ho. We still need to pick up Old Zhou and them."
When Old Zhu’s wife ca back and specially changed clothes, Da Mao and Er Mao were leaning on the car window looking, Old Zhu was still sighing:
"You know, you don’t need to take care of the old folks, why not just live at our military base? The house they gave you isn’t small either."
Shi Suifeng answered quite modestly.
"We all co from the village, we like places that are a bit more spacious, plus we can grow so vegetables and save so money, it’s nice."
"Besides, I have missions every so often, now I have to train new recruits and study, I don’t spend much ti at ho anyways, living outside is more convenient for them."
That’s true.
Shi Suifeng has quite the workload now, seems like he’s in charge of so high-tech military stuff... Old Zhu understands the rules and never asked, but he vaguely knows a bit.
He is indeed busy.
He didn’t say anything but was thinking, living outside always costs money, and it’s said to be in town...
Ugh.
Old Shi Family has five kids, their stress is no less than ours!
...
Nowadays they’re on vacation, though their ranks aren’t the sa level, they did indeed share life-and-death camaraderie once.
Shi Suifeng asked them to bring their families along, but the other two families’ factories were hard to get ti off, so they only brought their three kids.
One car is definitely not enough, but in today’s world, what can’t be cramd in?
For example, Da Mao and Er Mao sat directly on Old Zhu’s wife’s lap, stacking up to three in an instant.
Anyways, the journey wasn’t far, driving around to pick people up only took a little over half an hour, it was doable.
Sitting in the car, the later-arriving Old Zhou was still sighing—
"Old Shi, I’m serious, you really should et my younger brother today, he looks just like , real handso!"
"Our girl will definitely take a liking to him!"
Shi Suifeng glanced at him in the rearview mirror.
Then objectively comnted: "Looks are sothing you do your best at but can’t be too overconfident."
Old Zhou: ...
What does that an?
That fair face that never tans is just complaining he’s a little darker, rougher, and has more ordinary features.
n, real n, why be so delicate?
n like them are the ones who truly stand tall and firm.
Old Zhou was not convinced at all.
However, his daughter beside him sold him out:
"Dad, didn’t you say last ti that you lost the big competition to Uncle Shi?"
The implication being, handso people can be quite formidable too.
The two daughters at ho particularly liked Shi Suifeng—not for any other reason, just the looks.
Old Zhou fiercely said: "Daughter, that was your dad letting him win! Tonight don’t hold back, your Aunt Xiao He’s cooking is particularly delicious, you can eat to your heart’s content!"
Old Zhou had co with a chunk of at, and he spoke with that confidence.
Old Wu, who hadn’t spoken much, patted his son’s head: "Did you hear that? You don’t need to hold back either!"
They brought along two big waterlons! These days fruits are quite rare.
Shi Suifeng drove with an impassive face.
He thought to himself—
After tonight, no one should want to set Little He up with soone anymore.
Otherwise, it’s nagging in the ear every day, and with such good relations, no one would believe it even if you refuse.
As for Little He’s reputation...
Anyways, he figured it out, reputation and all, Little He never thought to conceal it at all—
As far as she’s concerned, she’s the best.
At this thought, Shi Suifeng couldn’t help but show a gentle smile.
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