Time is the thing that is least dependent on human willpower.
In the blink of an eye, it was already 1966.
Early in the morning, Li Heng and his nine-year-old Xiaobai were jogging and exercising leisurely on the road outside, with two security guards following closely behind.
"Akun, tell me how you practice, sir. Seven or eight of us can't do even a few tricks in the hands of him."
"My husband is practicing level eight boxing. Who knows how he does it. Anyway, according to Mr. Wang, what he is practicing is actually not level eight for a long time. It is a killing technique honed on the battlefield, but we are also going to the level 8 boxing."
I've been on the battlefield, why can't I reach this level?"
"I know this. I heard Mr. Wang say before that compared to the battlefield in the Northern Dynasties where we went to South Vietnam, it was like children playing house."
A Kun grinned when he heard this. He believed this because Mr. Wang personally went to the battlefield in South Vietnam last year and stayed there for more than a month. He was also there at the time and witnessed with his own eyes Mr. Wang's actions in several encounters.
To be honest, the scene really gave him a sense of déjà vu as an adult breaking into a kindergarten and causing mischief.
It really shocked them all. Mr. Wang also said that he had not been on the battlefield for several years and his hands were a little raw. He said that if Mr. Wang were here and saw him beaten like this, he would definitely kick him.
Mr. Wang's soldiers back then were all taught how to fight by his own hands, and they were already so good. So if Mr. Wang personally went on the field, he would have taken over the enemy's headquarters in a few days.
He really couldn't imagine what that scene would be like.
"Don't think so much." Ajie next to him patted Akun on the shoulder: "Since we are sent here to follow Mr., we should practice hard. Look at Brother Gui, he has only been with Mr. for a few years, and his current skills...
…Tsk tsk!”
"Woof"
As soon as Ajie finished speaking, a dog barked in front of him. The two people quickly gave up their intention to continue chatting and ran forward faster.
It turned out that Xiaobai heard the two of them running and talking, and turned around and shouted at them, meaning to ask them to concentrate.
Seeing the two of them following him, Xiaobai turned around and ran a few steps quickly to follow his master again.
Li Heng stretched out his hand and patted its head, laughing and scolding: "You guy, you have a lot of troubles."
"Hmm~"
Xiaobai snorted and Sayazi ran forward a few steps.
An hour later, the three of them and the dog returned to Li's Mansion, and it was only a little after six o'clock.
In the main room, when Li Heng came in, Fang Xiaoya was already sitting on the sofa, drinking water and reading the newspapers that were delivered in advance every day. When she saw him coming back, she put down what she was holding and walked up to help him take off his clothes.
Clothes to wear when exercising.
Fang Xiaoya, who is in her early thirties, has not changed much in appearance, but the charm of her movements has become more charming.
Li Heng put his head and pecked the corner of his wife's mouth: "Why are you up so early?"
"I'm a little hungry. Go and take a shower. I've already asked the kitchen to cook."
"Then do you want to come together?"
"I want to cause trouble early in the morning, so I won't go." Fang Xiaoya smiled and pushed her husband, telling him to go quickly and smoothly.
Ten minutes later, when Li Heng came down from the second floor after washing and changing clothes, breakfast was already placed on the table in the dining room. Zhao Mingxia and Yirou were on the sofa, caressing Fang Xiaoya's back.
The other person stood beside him holding a glass of water.
"what happened?"
"Sir, Madam is a little nauseous."
"Nausea? Is it serious?" Upon hearing this, Li Heng hurried over, put his arm around his wife's shoulders, and asked her to lean against him.
"It's okay. I just don't know why, but when the servant brought the rice, I felt a little nauseous when I smelled it."
Feeling nauseous from the smell?
Li Heng turned his head and looked at the xiaolongbao and porridge on the dining table. He could vaguely smell a little steamed bun smell, but the smell was normal. It was the same as before, nothing special.
"yue..."
The nauseating feeling came again. Fang Xiaoya quickly pushed her husband away, covered her mouth with her hands and ran to the bathroom on the first floor.
Li Heng didn't follow him. Zhao Mingxia and Yirou were enough. He got up and walked to the dining table, picked up a bun, smelled it, opened it, looked at it, and stuffed it into his mouth.
It tastes right, and there's nothing wrong with eating it.
He picked up another one and threw it directly to Xiaobai. Xiaobai grabbed the bun thrown by the owner in his mouth, just like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, and swallowed it without even seeing its mouth move.
It's really a bit small.
Xiaobai's mouth has become more and more naughty in the past few years. He will never eat food that has a slight smell, even if it is fed by Li Heng.
It can be seen from the way it is eaten that there is indeed nothing wrong with this bun.
At this time, Fang Xiaoya walked out of the bathroom with Yirou's support, her face flushed.
"Did you spit something out?"
"No, it's just nausea and retching."
Retching? Retching due to smell? No way?
Li Heng suddenly felt a bright light flash in his head. Wasn't this the same as the plot of the TV series he saw in his previous life?
Is my daughter-in-law pregnant? She got pregnant on the tenth year of their marriage?
"Wait a minute, wife, did you feel like vomiting just now because you smelled this?"
"OK"
"Akun..." Li Heng suddenly raised his voice and shouted.
"gentlemen"
"Go, drive Mr. Yang and pick him up."
"yes"
"Oh, brother, you are exaggerating. I'm just a little nauseous. Are you going to go to all the trouble to bring Mr. Yang over?"
"Exaggeration?" Li Heng chuckled, stepped forward, held his wife's arm and let her sit on the sofa, and then said: "My madam, it's better to be careful in everything. Let Mr. Yang come over and help you take a look.
It doesn’t take much trouble.”
He didn't explain that it would be better to let the doctor decide whether she was pregnant or not. He just guessed that if she wasn't pregnant, if he said it now, wouldn't it make his wife excited in vain?
Although none of the three women in the room had experienced pregnancy, Zhao Mingxia was older and had experienced a lot. She seemed to understand something as soon as she turned her eyes. She stood behind Fang Xiaoya and said to Li Heng.
A look.
After several years of long-term contact, we have already become a family. Li Heng understood the meaning of her wink and nodded silently.
Seeing him nod, Zhao Mingxia's eyes flashed with excitement.
Although she is only the housekeeper of Li Mansion now, her relationship with Fang Xiaoya is still that of sisters. Naturally, she knows how much this sister has suffered in the past few years to get pregnant. Now it is very likely that her wish will come true. She is also excited at this moment.
It doesn't work.
Yirou, who had not yet experienced human affairs, looked at the silent exchange between Li Heng and Zhao Mingxia with some confusion, still not understanding the situation.