Jing Wenbin sighed: "Mom, don''t think about Yanxiu any more. If Yanxiu in commander''s house likes it, he''ll take it better. I''m just a businessman. I don''t know anything about military affairs. It''s a waste to give it to me."

    The eldest lady listened to Jing Wenbin''s words and became silent. She also understood how terrible the strength behind Jing Yanxiu was.

    Compared with him... Maybe the commander is afraid of him.

    "Put aside jingyanxiu''s business first. Jingyanxiu has women now. What about you?" the eldest lady looked at jingwenbin. "When are you going to find me a daughter-in-law? Others have grandchildren, and I don''t even have a daughter-in-law!"

    Jing Wenbin had a headache when the eldest lady talked about it.

    "The daughter of the Chen family is very good! Her family background is good, her character is good, and she looks beautiful. She came back from studying abroad. It matches you very well!"

    The eldest lady said, "why don''t you two meet sometime?"

    Jing Wenbin got up from his chair and smiled gently: "Mom, I still have some to deal with, so I''ll go first."

    Looking at the back of Jing Wenbin leaving, the doctor became popular.

    "This child, he runs away as soon as he talks about the marriage! He''s in his twenties and hasn''t got a family yet. It''s like something!"

    ——

    Early in the morning.

    On the dining table in the hall of the cold garden.

    The warlord and his little lady bowed their heads and silently had breakfast. For a moment, the whole atmosphere was very quiet. But it will not make people feel very embarrassed. Instead, there is a very comfortable and quiet atmosphere, flowing slowly like a trickle of water.

    Jing Yanxiu is not a talkative person, but Shen Wanqing''s attention is completely attracted by the food on the table. He has no spare time to say anything else.

    After a long time, the cold and calm warlord in front of him gently put down his chopsticks, and wiped the corners of his mouth with his snow-white long finger against a pure white and clean handkerchief.

    The slender body stood up from the table, and the handkerchief was put on the table.

    His fingertips carelessly buttoned the buttons of his sleeves. The black buttons showed a purity, like obsidian, with a touch of extremely low-key black.

    Seeing this, adjutant Su was about to hand over the military uniform. Unexpectedly, Shen Wanqing took a step faster than him and went to the front of the clothes hanger to take down the general''s uniform.

    It has been less than half a week since he came to the cold garden. Shen Wanqing is used to dressing for Jing Yan every morning. So that when he was still eating, he saw Jing Yanxiu stand up, and he conditionally went to see the military uniform and brought it over.

    The girl came over with the Warlord''s uniform. His clothes were still very big for the girl. If they were worn on the girl, at least two of her would be needed.

    Walking to Jing Yanxiu, the girl tiptoed to put on the military uniform for him, and the young man in front of him also stood there faintly, and sometimes even bent down slightly to cooperate with the girl to dress him.

    Although there were no words, but this scene fell in the eyes of everyone, I couldn''t help feeling that it was a match, and the years were quiet.

    The early morning sun with cold fog, the golden light slanted from the corner of the eaves, and the slender and tall young man in front seemed to be against the light. The dark and soft sun crossed a layer of golden light, the golden tassels on the military uniform shook shallowly, and the cold and high eyebrow bones and facial features seemed to be softened a little.