When did you pick up this cigarette?
Jiang Chen couldn't remember the specific time. He only vaguely remembered that it seemed that after Liu Yifei became pregnant, one day on the way home, he turned into a nearby supermarket, bought a pack of cigarettes worth about ten yuan, and then put them in his mouth...
This taste is really nostalgic.
There is a hint of spicyness in the noise.
How long has it been?
Can't remember.
After leaving my father and mother's house, Jiang Chen did not rush to drive home, but instead went to the beach.
Jiang Chen parked the car on the side of the road, lay on the railing of the observation deck, and had sunglasses hanging on his nose, looking at the distant sea with some trance.
As the sun sets, the woman running at night on the bluestone brick road and the tourists playing in the water behind her seem to be printed on a painting.
The laughter and joy that blew along the sea breeze actually had a familiar smell.
Speaking of which, he seemed to be in the same position at that time.
But at that time he was just an unknown man, and now even if he stood here smoking a cigarette, at least a dozen people followed behind to protect him in secret...
He shook his head with a smile, and Jiang Chen bounced the cigarette butt that he had not finished smoking into the trash can next to him.
This is probably the last one.
Taking off his sunglasses and stuffing them into his pocket, ignoring the passerby next to him who looked surprised or excited to take out his cell phone, Jiang Chen slowly walked towards his 2020 commemorative model.
……
Time passed day by day, and Liu Yifei's belly gradually bulged.
Liu Yifei, who stared at her belly with some worries, had never given birth to a child, and had never even thought that she would be a mother one day, sometimes showed a confused expression and sometimes showed a happy silly smile.
Whenever she smiled happily, the girls would envy her.
Especially Dilraba Dilmurat.
From time to time, she would look at Jiang Chen with a look of hope on her face.
Although she said nothing, her eyes, which were like water, had completely told everything she wanted to say.
Another one is Jiang Shuying. Although she said she didn't want children, it was too troublesome and couldn't take care of her work, every time she said this, her eyes were unnaturally peeking at Jiang Chen.
During this period, Jiang Chen lost weight all over, as if the excess meat had been transferred to Liu Yifei's belly.
It’s not because she was serving Liu Yifei’s thinness. Since Ishihara moved here, there were professional people to take care of her, so Jiang Chen felt much more relaxed.
But at night...
This is the first time Jiang Chen feels that excessive sexual fortune can also make people trouble.
The lady was very healthy and even I was shocked.Generally speaking, if you are about two months pregnant, you will have a period of weakness, and this period is also the time when a pregnant woman is the most vulnerable... However, from my wife, I can't feel any weakness at all.
After serving Liu Yifei fell asleep, Ishihara closed the door lightly and happened to meet Jiang Chen standing in the corridor.
Bingxue was smart and could see at a glance why Jiang Chen was standing here, so she smiled and said softly.
With a sigh of relief, Jiang Chen smiled with confidence.
Thanks a lot.
It's okay, it's my honor to serve my master.Ishihara Yingying smiled, bowed slightly politely, chatted with Jiang Chen about the things she should pay attention to during pregnancy, and then turned around and returned to her room.
……
Because of concerns about affecting the development of the fetus, Liu Yifei has gone to the end of the world less frequently since her belly gradually bulged.
In the past, most of the NAC government affairs were handled by this marshal's wife. She hadn't returned for more than a month, and the government affairs on her desk were piled up.
Even though he was more or less reluctant, at this time, Jiang Chen could only resolutely pick up the responsibilities of the marshal again.
So many people unexpectedly discovered that the Marshal, who often saw the head but didn't see the tail, actually went to the Marshal's Mansion to sign in every day for the first time.
Instead, Mrs. Sun, who appeared in the Marshal's Mansion every day, disappeared from their sight.
Their confusion didn't last long.
At a NAC high-level meeting, Jiang Chen chose a suitable opportunity and announced the good news to everyone after Cheng Weiguo reported on the NAC's reserve growth situation.
To put it short, I'm going to be a dad.
The meeting room became quiet.
Starting from Wang Qing counting on the left, people's reaction was stunned at first, and then joy and even ecstasy appeared on their faces...
There will be no more exciting news this year.
When many people heard this good news, they were even excited and burst into tears.
For an oligarchical regime like the NAC, the descendants of leaders are more important than anything else, just like the emperor's crown prince.
For the subordinates who are loyal to NAC and whose capital and life have been integrated with NAC, no matter how much land NAC captures or builds overseas, it is not as important as Jiang Chen gives them a healthy heir.
This heir may not necessarily be better than his father, or even mediocre. As long as he is not cheating on his father, this is enough!
Even three or four generations of people have lost all the country.
All they need is someone who can defend this territory, and that is enough.
The news spread like wildfire without Jiang Chen deliberately hiding it.
The Sixth District celebrated this for a whole week, with joy surging on almost everyone's face.
Only those survivors who had just woken up from the low-temperature dormant warehouse had sad faces.
Because the dictator had a son, this land was one step further away from the once free and prosperous Pan-Asian cooperation.
Of course, this small group of people only dared to think about it in their hearts, and didn't even dare to say it out.
Because the last one who had been drunk in a tavern and stood up to accuse the tyranny of the marshal was already beaten by a mercenary who was sitting next to him drinking and eating meat.
Zhou Guoping, who was far away in North America, even ordered the guards of Qianshao Town to set off fireworks for the whole night.
Lu Fan, who was born in the personal guard, rushed back to Shanghai from Beijing, the northern border of NAC, and personally presented congratulations to Jiang Chen, as well as a precious gift to coat woven from the back neck of the saber-toothed beast in the northern wasteland.
Almost everyone cheered for the soon-to-be-born heir.
Many survivors in the wasteland, no matter how powerful they were, were mostly due to the issue of regime inheritance.
The marshal's prestige is naturally no one to challenge, and no one has the right to challenge.
Whether it is strategically far-sighted or personal bravery that can defeat the Mother of the Claws alone, it has become a myth in the minds of survivors in the entire East Asia region.
Even in the distant North America and Western Europe, I have heard of the legendary experience of this leader.
But as long as you are a human being, you will never be able to escape death.
Even if the marshal has been mythized by the survivors, this myth is destined to be finished.
At least, this is true in most people's eyes.
Jiang Chen couldn't remember the specific time. He only vaguely remembered that it seemed that after Liu Yifei became pregnant, one day on the way home, he turned into a nearby supermarket, bought a pack of cigarettes worth about ten yuan, and then put them in his mouth...
This taste is really nostalgic.
There is a hint of spicyness in the noise.
How long has it been?
Can't remember.
After leaving my father and mother's house, Jiang Chen did not rush to drive home, but instead went to the beach.
Jiang Chen parked the car on the side of the road, lay on the railing of the observation deck, and had sunglasses hanging on his nose, looking at the distant sea with some trance.
As the sun sets, the woman running at night on the bluestone brick road and the tourists playing in the water behind her seem to be printed on a painting.
The laughter and joy that blew along the sea breeze actually had a familiar smell.
Speaking of which, he seemed to be in the same position at that time.
But at that time he was just an unknown man, and now even if he stood here smoking a cigarette, at least a dozen people followed behind to protect him in secret...
He shook his head with a smile, and Jiang Chen bounced the cigarette butt that he had not finished smoking into the trash can next to him.
This is probably the last one.
Taking off his sunglasses and stuffing them into his pocket, ignoring the passerby next to him who looked surprised or excited to take out his cell phone, Jiang Chen slowly walked towards his 2020 commemorative model.
……
Time passed day by day, and Liu Yifei's belly gradually bulged.
Liu Yifei, who stared at her belly with some worries, had never given birth to a child, and had never even thought that she would be a mother one day, sometimes showed a confused expression and sometimes showed a happy silly smile.
Whenever she smiled happily, the girls would envy her.
Especially Dilraba Dilmurat.
From time to time, she would look at Jiang Chen with a look of hope on her face.
Although she said nothing, her eyes, which were like water, had completely told everything she wanted to say.
Another one is Jiang Shuying. Although she said she didn't want children, it was too troublesome and couldn't take care of her work, every time she said this, her eyes were unnaturally peeking at Jiang Chen.
During this period, Jiang Chen lost weight all over, as if the excess meat had been transferred to Liu Yifei's belly.
It’s not because she was serving Liu Yifei’s thinness. Since Ishihara moved here, there were professional people to take care of her, so Jiang Chen felt much more relaxed.
But at night...
This is the first time Jiang Chen feels that excessive sexual fortune can also make people trouble.
The lady was very healthy and even I was shocked.Generally speaking, if you are about two months pregnant, you will have a period of weakness, and this period is also the time when a pregnant woman is the most vulnerable... However, from my wife, I can't feel any weakness at all.
After serving Liu Yifei fell asleep, Ishihara closed the door lightly and happened to meet Jiang Chen standing in the corridor.
Bingxue was smart and could see at a glance why Jiang Chen was standing here, so she smiled and said softly.
With a sigh of relief, Jiang Chen smiled with confidence.
Thanks a lot.
It's okay, it's my honor to serve my master.Ishihara Yingying smiled, bowed slightly politely, chatted with Jiang Chen about the things she should pay attention to during pregnancy, and then turned around and returned to her room.
……
Because of concerns about affecting the development of the fetus, Liu Yifei has gone to the end of the world less frequently since her belly gradually bulged.
In the past, most of the NAC government affairs were handled by this marshal's wife. She hadn't returned for more than a month, and the government affairs on her desk were piled up.
Even though he was more or less reluctant, at this time, Jiang Chen could only resolutely pick up the responsibilities of the marshal again.
So many people unexpectedly discovered that the Marshal, who often saw the head but didn't see the tail, actually went to the Marshal's Mansion to sign in every day for the first time.
Instead, Mrs. Sun, who appeared in the Marshal's Mansion every day, disappeared from their sight.
Their confusion didn't last long.
At a NAC high-level meeting, Jiang Chen chose a suitable opportunity and announced the good news to everyone after Cheng Weiguo reported on the NAC's reserve growth situation.
To put it short, I'm going to be a dad.
The meeting room became quiet.
Starting from Wang Qing counting on the left, people's reaction was stunned at first, and then joy and even ecstasy appeared on their faces...
There will be no more exciting news this year.
When many people heard this good news, they were even excited and burst into tears.
For an oligarchical regime like the NAC, the descendants of leaders are more important than anything else, just like the emperor's crown prince.
For the subordinates who are loyal to NAC and whose capital and life have been integrated with NAC, no matter how much land NAC captures or builds overseas, it is not as important as Jiang Chen gives them a healthy heir.
This heir may not necessarily be better than his father, or even mediocre. As long as he is not cheating on his father, this is enough!
Even three or four generations of people have lost all the country.
All they need is someone who can defend this territory, and that is enough.
The news spread like wildfire without Jiang Chen deliberately hiding it.
The Sixth District celebrated this for a whole week, with joy surging on almost everyone's face.
Only those survivors who had just woken up from the low-temperature dormant warehouse had sad faces.
Because the dictator had a son, this land was one step further away from the once free and prosperous Pan-Asian cooperation.
Of course, this small group of people only dared to think about it in their hearts, and didn't even dare to say it out.
Because the last one who had been drunk in a tavern and stood up to accuse the tyranny of the marshal was already beaten by a mercenary who was sitting next to him drinking and eating meat.
Zhou Guoping, who was far away in North America, even ordered the guards of Qianshao Town to set off fireworks for the whole night.
Lu Fan, who was born in the personal guard, rushed back to Shanghai from Beijing, the northern border of NAC, and personally presented congratulations to Jiang Chen, as well as a precious gift to coat woven from the back neck of the saber-toothed beast in the northern wasteland.
Almost everyone cheered for the soon-to-be-born heir.
Many survivors in the wasteland, no matter how powerful they were, were mostly due to the issue of regime inheritance.
The marshal's prestige is naturally no one to challenge, and no one has the right to challenge.
Whether it is strategically far-sighted or personal bravery that can defeat the Mother of the Claws alone, it has become a myth in the minds of survivors in the entire East Asia region.
Even in the distant North America and Western Europe, I have heard of the legendary experience of this leader.
But as long as you are a human being, you will never be able to escape death.
Even if the marshal has been mythized by the survivors, this myth is destined to be finished.
At least, this is true in most people's eyes.
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