Two generations of military wives compete for time

Chapter 203 Suspecting that my sister has a hidden secret

"Mr. Wang, please stop being indecisive. Why are you still letting Kuang Xinghua pester you? What will Gu Chunlei think when she finds out?" Qian Yizhen walked up to Chairman Wang Hengxiu and whispered.

"I broke up with Kuang Xinghua a long time ago, but we still have a son, right? I can't just ignore him. I'm really committing a sin." Chairman Wang Hengxiu said painfully.

"Mr. Wang, why do I feel that Kuang Xinghua's son doesn't look like you at all? Have you ever thought about doing a paternity test? I heard that paternity tests can be done in Beijing now." Qian Yizhen said.

Chairman Wang Hengxiu immediately became more sober: "Mr. Qian, thank you for reminding me. You two should go back and have a rest. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

Qian Yizhen and Ming Yuanhui dragged their somewhat tired bodies back to Qian Yizhen's dormitory in the talent apartment.

"Minghui, I'm sorry to trouble you, but you have to stay here for one night. It's too late. You can go back to Chen's house in the provincial capital tomorrow." Qian Yizheng said.

"It's not a grievance. It's my honor to stay overnight in Mr. Qian's dormitory. Let's be intimate tonight. We haven't had sex for a long time, hehe."

"No, you haven't fully recovered yet. Wait until you're well." Qian Yizheng said seriously.

Ming Yuanhui was speechless, Qian Yizhen continued: "I have prepared all the gifts. I will go to Dawan Village to visit my parents and sister-in-law Wang Moli tomorrow. Go to bed quickly. I am tired."

The next morning, Ming Yuanhui got up early and went for a run towards the rising sun. Qian Yizhen got up, washed up, went to the cafeteria to have breakfast, ran to the general manager's office, sat at the desk, spread out the documents, and began to think and plan about the construction of the power plant.

"Yuanhui, you should go to Dawan Village by yourself. There are too many things to do at the company, so I won't go. Take care of yourself, don't get anxious or angry when things happen, and be tolerant of your parents' harshness."

"Okay, you go ahead with your work. I'm going to my parents' house in Dayuan Village alone. I probably won't be able to have lunch, so I have to come back to the cafeteria here to eat at noon," said Ming Yuanhui.

"Okay, I'll go to the cafeteria to have lunch together when you come back." Qian Yizheng hung up the phone, stood up and made himself a cup of black tea.

Ming Yuanhui drove to his parents' home in Dawan Village very quickly. Because it was cold and cloudy, he did not run into the old men and women chatting in the corners or on the street as usual, and avoided many polite greetings.

Ming Yuanhui walked into the house with a gift in his hand. Ming's parents were sitting by the stove eating breakfast, corn porridge and toasted steamed bread slices. Ming's mother glanced at the gift in Ming Yuanhui's hand and said while eating: "The New Year is over, and you just remembered your parents."

"Mom and Dad, actually I really didn't want to come. It was Yizhen who urged me to come. I'm leaving to thank my sister-in-law. I heard from the villagers that if it weren't for my sister-in-law sending you quilts, cotton-padded clothes, coal and firewood, you two old people might have frozen to death." Ming Yuanhui said angrily.

"Who froze to death? Why haven't I heard of anyone freezing to death in our village?" Ming Yuanhui's sister Ming Yuanhong pushed a cart into the yard and interrupted.

"Hey, brother Yuanhui is here. I was just looking for you. When your wife delivered coal to your parents and sister-in-law, why didn't she also send a ton of coal to me, your elder sister-in-law? I have to come here with a wheelbarrow every day to push coal blocks. Don't you think Qian Yizheng is too partial? I am your biological sister." Sister Ming said sourly and sarcastically.

Without waiting for Ming Yuanhui to speak, Ming Yuanhong cleared his throat and raised his voice to continue: "Your eldest nephew, who graduated from junior high school, has been playing at home for almost two years. You should find a good job for him. He wants to be a policeman. You must pay attention to him. He is your nephew."

Ming Yuanhui was speechless and rushed out. Ming Yuanhong grabbed the toasted steamed bread slices on the stove and chased him out while eating: "Brother Yuanhui, you haven't paid me this year. Thirty yuan a month, three hundred and sixty yuan a year."

"That's the money I asked you to use to take care of your parents. How did you do it? Don't you have any idea?" Ming Yuanhui walked out of his parents' house without looking back.

Ming Yuanhui took a deep breath, started the car, and went to pay New Year's greetings to sister-in-law Wang Moli and thank her for her careful care of his parents.

Sister-in-law Wang Moli warmly welcomed Ming Yuanhui into the house, found the newly bought jasmine tea at the market before the New Year, and brewed it for Ming Yuanhui. Steam rose from the teacup, and a faint jasmine fragrance wafted into his nose.

"Yuanhui, don't bring so many gifts when you come to my sister-in-law's house next time. I'm a rural woman and I don't need them. It's a waste of money."

Ming Yuanhui took the teacup with both hands and said gratefully, "Thank you, sister-in-law. My parents have been through this cold winter, thanks to you for taking care of them. It is only right that I bring you a gift."

"What should I thank you for? If I have to say thank you, I should thank you. If it wasn't for Sister Yizhen who saved the three of us, mother and two of us, how could I live the good life I have now? Sister Yizhen has brought us coal. It's so cold today, and I can keep warm in such a warm house. I am the most blessed person in the world, hahaha." Wang Moli's face was filled with a happy smile.

Sister-in-law Wang Moli wanted to keep Ming Yuanhui at home for lunch, but Ming Yuanhui waved his hand, got up and walked out.

"Yuanhui, wait a minute, I have packed everything: a sack of sweet potatoes, a sack of potatoes, and a few big pumpkins. These are all grown by me. You can take them back to eat. They are not valuable things, so take them with you." Sister-in-law Wang Moli said as she hurriedly loaded the things into the car.

Ming Yuanhui returned to the talent apartment, Qian Yizheng's dormitory, washed his face, leaned against the head of the bed, and thought gloomily about the things his sister had done.

I remember that my sister was not like this when she was a child. How come she has become a selfish, unreasonable and disrespectful person now that she is almost fifty years old? Ming Yuanhui is a little puzzled. Is there any hidden story?

Ding-ling-ling, Ming Yuanhui's cell phone rang: "Yuanhui, are you back from Dawan Village? It's time for dinner, come to the cafeteria to eat."

"Okay, I'll go to the cafeteria to eat right away."

"Hey, Ming Yuanhui is here. What a rare guest. Would you like to add some dishes?" Professor Jiang Yuhan said as he brought the food and sat down at the dining table where Qian Yizhen and Ming Yuanhui were dining.

"Professor Jiang, you're welcome. The staff meal is delicious." Ming Yuanhui quickly stood up and greeted Professor Jiang Yuhan.

"I heard from Yizhen that you went back to Dawan Village to visit your parents. Your family members are all doing well."

"Very good, thank you, Professor Jiang, for your concern." Ming Yuanhui said while eating.

"Yizhen, I have arranged for people to start working on the overall planning for the construction of the power plant. If you find anything else that requires your attention, feel free to call me.

The land survey and purchase procedures are in progress, and the provincial planning and design institute has also started planning and design work, preparing to conduct bidding for civil engineering projects at the beginning of next month. It is estimated that the groundbreaking ceremony for the power plant will be held in two months. "Professor Jiang Yuhan said.

"Professor Jiang, your work efficiency is so high. I admire you so much," said Ming Yuanhui.

After lunch, Qian Yizhen returned to the dormitory of the Talent Apartment and asked Ming Yuanhui: "What are your plans for the afternoon? Are you going back to the dormitory to rest, or are you going back to the Chen Mansion in the provincial capital?"

"Yizhen, I have a question. Why has my sister Ming Yuanhong become so selfish and unreasonable in the past two years? Is there any hidden reason?"