Before Ding Ning returned to the army, Mu Zi was still Yu Jiangqing's instructor.
However, he has always been honest and did not make any big moves, but occasionally he would do things that disgusted Ding Ning, such as helping Yu Jiangqing buy food and deliberately letting Ding Ning know about it, such as deliberately calling Yu Jiangqing to tell him about work after he got home. Things, such as sending text messages to Yu Jiangqing about things that have nothing to do with work.
Ding Ning knew that it was because Yu Jiangqing rarely read text messages, and when he got home, he was usually with his son whom he kept saying he didn't like. Ding Ning also let Ding Ning read the text messages.
When Ding Ning saw this kind of text message, he wouldn't tell Yu Jiangqing at all. He would treat it as spam and delete it directly.
After all, a straight male like Yu Jiangqing, a terminally ill cancer patient, really couldn't tell what other people were thinking about him, so she didn't want to waste her feelings.
After the little monkey learned to crawl, Ding Ning felt busier than before. It was not the little monkey who was busy, but Little Orange. The little monkey was lazy and could stay in one place for a long time, but Little Orange liked to bully him. As soon as she could crawl, she chased him to catch him. Could it be that this stepmother was here because she loved to watch the two children having trouble.
There was a thick blanket on the ground, and the little monkey sat on the side with his small body, playing with his toys in his little hands. Yu Jiangqing refused to crawl even though he was coaxed, he was very lazy.
Ding Ning stood at the table and looked at the text message on Yu Jiangqing's mobile phone. It reminded Yu Jiangqing to go to bed early because they would go to the grassroots level tomorrow and set off very early.
Ding Ning pressed delete directly and said calmly: "Are you busy tomorrow? Take the little monkey to get vaccinated."
Yu Jiangqing sat on the carpet, failed to tease his son, and simply gave up. The only one who could make him give up was probably his son.
"Tomorrow?" Yu Jiangqing looked up at Ding Ning with a toy gun, "Not tomorrow. Tomorrow I have to inspect a few grassroots companies with several group leaders."
Ding Ning put his phone on the table, then turned and went to the kitchen.
Yu Jiangqing took a look at his mobile phone, and after thinking about it, he still thought it would be more interesting to amuse his son, "Are there so many junk messages that you have to delete them every day?"
Ding Ning paused while pouring water and laughed out loud, "That depends on Brigadier Yu's reluctance to deal with the creator of the spam."
Yu Jiangqing took his lazy son over and straightened his calves, "Why do you think you are so lazy?"
The little monkey babbled and kicked its calf, expressing disgust at its father.
Ding Ning came out of the kitchen with the little monkey's bottle, then sat on the ground and put the little monkey on her lap.
The little monkey likes his mother the most. Every time he sees his mother, he smiles and holds the bottle in his two white and tender hands and drinks contentedly.
The little monkey still looked a little like her when he was young, but as he grew older, he became more and more like Yu Jiangqing. The child really followed his father.
Yu Jiangqing sat aside and looked at the mother and son, reaching out to hold her son's little hand, "I will transfer her after a while when other positions become available. It is not good to transfer her alone now, otherwise nothing will happen." Someone will tell you something."
Yu Jiangqing has always considered this matter. He came here in July. There are major transfers in June and December every year, so he plans to resolve this matter in December.
Ding Ning looked at his son who was happily drinking from his little bottle with one hand, and then looked up at Yu Jiangqing, "I don't want to transfer him, but you do."