When did you pick up this cigarette again
Jiang Chen couldn't remember the specific time. He only vaguely remembered that one day after Sun Jiao was pregnant, on his way home, he accidentally turned into a nearby supermarket, bought a pack of cigarettes worth ten yuan, and then held it in his mouth. On the lips...
I really miss this taste.
There was a hint of spiciness in the noise.
How long has it been
Can't remember.
After coming out of his parents' house, Jiang Chen didn't rush to drive home, but went to the beach on the way.
Jiang Chen parked the car on the side of the road, leaned on the railing of the observation deck, hung sunglasses on his nose, and looked at the sea in the distance with some trance.
As the sun sets, the woman running at night on the bluestone road and the tourists playing in the water behind her seem to be printed on a painting. The laughter and laughter blowing along the sea breeze actually contained a somewhat familiar flavor.
Speaking of which, he seemed to be standing in the same position at that time.
But at that time, he was just a nobody, but now, even if he is standing here smoking a cigarette, there are at least a dozen people following him to protect him secretly...
Smiling and shaking his head, Jiang Chen flicked the unfinished cigarette butt into the trash can next to him.
This is probably the last one.
Taking off his sunglasses and stuffing them into his pocket, Jiang Chen slowly walked towards his Rulka 2020 commemorative model, ignoring the passers-by who looked surprised or excitedly took out their mobile phones.
…
As time passed, Sun Jiao's belly gradually swelled.
Sun Jiao, who stared at her belly with some worry, had never given birth to a child before, and had never even thought that she would be a mother one day. Sometimes she would show a confused expression, and sometimes she would show a happy giggle.
Whenever she shows that happy smile, all the girls will be envious.
Especially Ayesha.
From time to time, she would look at Jiang Chen eagerly, with a hopeful expression on her face.
Although she didn't say anything, her water-like eyes had already conveyed everything she wanted to say.
The other one was Xia Shiyu. Although she said she didn't want children because it was too much trouble and she couldn't take care of her at work, every time she said this, her eyes would glance at Jiang Chen unnaturally.
During this period of time, Jiang Chen lost a lot of weight, as if all the extra fat had been transferred to Sun Jiao's belly. It's not because of taking care of Sun Jiaoshou. Since Qian Xia moved here, there are professional people taking care of her. Jiang Chen feels a lot more relaxed.
But at night...
For the first time, Jiang Chen felt that excessive sexual pleasure would also cause trouble.
"Madam's body is very healthy, and even I was surprised. Generally speaking, there will be a period of weakness during pregnancy for about two months, and this period is also the most vulnerable time for pregnant women... However, from Madam, I am completely I don’t feel weak at all.”
After serving Sun Jiao to sleep, Qian Xia quietly closed the door and happened to bump into Jiang Chen standing in the corridor. Bingxue was smart enough to figure out at a glance why Jiang Chen was standing here, so she smiled and said softly.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Jiang Chen smiled reassuringly.
"Thanks a lot."
"It's okay, it's my honor to serve the master." Qianxia Yingying smiled, bowed slightly politely, and after chatting with Jiang Chen for a few words about things that should be paid attention to during pregnancy, she turned and returned to her room.
…
Worried about affecting the development of the fetus, Sun Jiao went to the end of the world much less often since her belly gradually swelled.
In the past, most of the NAC's government affairs were handled by the marshal's wife. Now that I haven't been back for more than a month, the government affairs on my desk have piled up like a mountain.
Even though he was somewhat reluctant in his heart, at this time, Jiang Chen could only resolutely resume his duties as marshal. So many people were surprised to find that the marshal, who was often seen without seeing the end of the dragon, 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 did not last long.
At a certain NAC high-level meeting, Jiang Chen picked the right time. After Cheng Weiguo reported the growth of NAC's reserves, he unexpectedly announced the good news to everyone.
"Long story short, I'm going to be a dad."
The conference room fell silent.
Starting from Wang Qing, counting from the left, people's reactions were first stunned, and then joy and even ecstasy gradually appeared on their faces...
There won’t be more exciting news than this all year long.
After hearing this good news, many people even burst into tears with excitement.
For an oligarchic regime like NAC, the descendants of the leader are more important than anything else, just like the emperor's prince. For the subordinates who were loyal to NAC and whose wealth and lives were integrated with NAC, no matter how much land NAC acquired and how many colonies it built overseas, it would not be as important as Jiang Chen giving them a healthy heir.
This heir does not have to be better than his father, he can even be mediocre. As long as he doesn't cheat his father, that's enough!
The empire that NAC has built cannot be completely defeated even by three or four generations.
All they need is someone who can hold on to this territory, and that's enough.
Without Jiang Chen deliberately concealing it, the news spread like wildfire.
The Sixth District cheered and celebrated for a whole week, with joy on almost everyone's face.
Only those survivors who had just woken up from the cryogenic hibernation chamber had sad faces on their faces. Because the dictator has a son, this land is one step further away from the free and prosperous Pan-Asian cooperation it once was.
Of course, this small group of people only dare to think about it in their hearts, not even say it out loud.
Because the last one who got drunk in the tavern and stood up and loudly accused the marshal of "tyranny" had already had his front teeth smashed with fists by the mercenary who was sitting next to him while 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 a whole night. Lu Fan, who was born in the Guards, rushed back to Wanghai from Shangjing City in northern NAC territory overnight, and personally presented his congratulations to Jiang Chen, as well as a precious gift - woven with the hair on the back of the neck of the saber-toothed beast in the northern wilderness. Coat.
Almost everyone was cheering for the successor who was about to be born.
Many survivor settlements in the wasteland, no matter how powerful they once were, were eventually destroyed. Most of them were due to the issue of political succession.
Naturally, no one can challenge the marshal's prestige, and no one has the qualifications to challenge it.
Whether it is strategic foresight or personal bravery enough to defeat the Deathclaw Mother alone, it has become a myth in the minds of survivors throughout East Asia. Even distant North America and Western Europe have heard about this leader's legendary experience.
But as long as you are human, you will inevitably die.
Even if the marshal has been mythologized by the survivors, this myth is destined to be told one day.
At least, that's how it seems to most people.
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