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Chapter 12

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    Hearing what she said, Yan Zeyang nodded slightly and said: "The performance of the art troupe was good."

    "Really? I am the lead dancer today. If Captain Yan likes it, on behalf of the art troupe, I welcome you to come to our performances in the future."

    Seeing Yan Zeyang's tall and straight figure, and hearing his praise, Han Xiuli felt a surge of joy in her heart, and she looked at him with tenderness in her eyes.

    Seeing her excitement, Yan Zeyang frowned and glanced around. There were about a hundred or so people in the backstage of the art troupe, all of whom were looking at this side as if they were absent. He did not answer directly, just nodded and turned around to leave.  .

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    Han Xiuli kept standing at the backstage door and looking around until no one could be seen, but she felt sweet in her heart. She had already taken the initiative to talk to him twice. She should be able to remember herself this time, right?

    From the first moment she saw Yan Zeyang, she fell in love with him. No one in the entire military camp could match the handsome demeanor and figure of Captain Yan Fengshen, and his family background was also very good.

    She is the most beautiful beauty in the art troupe.

    Even Commander Zhao said that Yan Weiguo's son has a very high vision, and he would probably look down on her as an average person, unless she is top-notch. If you look around the military area, she is the most outstanding one in the art troupe, and also has the most opportunities

    But at this time, Captain Zhao was watching backstage and shook his head inwardly. Han Xiuli was a child of relatives on his wife's side. She had been in the art troupe since she was a child, and they had watched her grow up. She was very high-spirited and focused on everything.  I want to marry in Kyoto, and now I am interested in the only son of the Lao Yan family.

    ???????????? From the perspective of someone who has been there, this distant niece of his wife¡¯s family is probably out of business. The son of the old Yan family is not someone who can¡¯t move his eyes when he sees a beautiful woman.

    His niece was pretty enough, but as a result, she turned around and left quickly without even taking a second glance. She didn't even notice her.

    There were a few red-faced, fair-skinned and artistic female soldiers backstage, and they were all talking behind their backs, "What do you think she just said? We welcome Captain Yan to come to the art troupe to watch our performances in the future" One of them had an apple-cheeked face.  She was holding her throat to imitate Han Xiuli's voice, which made the others laugh.

    The competition on and off the stage in the cultural troupe is very fierce. There is only one lead dancer. Originally, she was promoted based on her strength. However, because of her relationship with the leader's wife, Han Xiuli became the lead dancer.  All the literary and art soldiers were unconvinced, and internal conflicts became increasingly serious.

    "Does she think that people are interested in her? She is really thick-skinned. The Renyan Group obviously came to the backstage to get something after the performance. They really know how to put money on their faces."

    "Who said it wasn't? Didn't you listen to what she said? I am the lead dancer today Bah! How did she get to be the lead dancer? She doesn't know it herself? Commander Yan's family has three generations of Red Army soldiers. He is handsome and capable.  My father is a xx. How can he be able to reach the master level in the future? Can he like her? He doesn¡¯t care about his own identity, tsk! My father, the captain, doesn¡¯t even dare to be in-laws with Commander Yan."

    "Oh, you have a lot of ideas. You also want your father to be in-laws with Commander Yan." The person next to him joked.

    "Go, go, let me use an analogy. Besides, what's wrong with having an idea? No matter what I do, I'm still better than Han Xiuli, right?"

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    Wenwen went to pick up Yan Miaomiao on time at around four o'clock in the evening. The primary school at this time was very crude. Even though it was in Kyoto, Kyoto at this time was definitely not a prosperous city with tall buildings like the later generations.

    It even looks like a poor county. To describe it in one word, it¡¯s dirt!

    Yes, it is a very rustic building. Except for the central area and the circle inside the palace, the rest of the building is made of real earth. The primary school can be compared with the houses in some modern poor areas.

    When school is over, a large number of dirty primary school students come out of the school. In summer, the playground is dusty and dusty. There are piles of sand around. Many primary school students after school are still playing in the sand

    It would be weird if you don¡¯t get a little yellow chicken all over your body.

    Fortunately, Yan Miaomiao was quite clean. She could see the little one in the crowd at a glance. The youngest daughter of the Yan family said she was six years old, but in fact she was not even there yet.

    Today, when Yan Miaomiao saw Wen Xin, she ran over happily and hugged Wen Wen's thigh.

    He raised his head and looked at her with bright eyes.

    Wen Xin smiled slightly, "Did today's lunch taste good?" she asked.

    "Yeah!" Yan Miaomiao nodded vigorously. At noon, she opened her lunch box, and many classmates came over to look at her lunch box. She also shared the fruit-flavored water that Wen Wen brought her with her classmates, because  She is usually youngWhen she was little, her classmates who were older than her didn't like to play with her, but today many people gathered around her and called her "Miao Miao Miao Miao Miao" and called her to join them when playing. Therefore, she had a very happy day today.

    Wen Xin kissed her, then took her hand and went home.

    Yan Miaomiao jumped up and down next to Wenxin all the way. When she was about to get home, she looked at her expectantly with her big eyes, "Are you going to see me off tomorrow as well?"

    It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. Looking at her expectant eyes, one can feel the sensitivity and humbleness of this child's heart.

    Although she has a father and brother, Yan Weiguo is so busy that he has no time to take care of his daughter. It would be nice to come back and hug her twice every night.

    As for her brother, it is written in the book that Yan Zeyang still loves his sister very much, but he is a man after all. He could have stayed in the military camp and did not have to go home and worry about the woman his father married to replace his mother, but he still  He has to go back every day, the purpose is self-evident, just to protect his sister.

    Even if he did nothing and just stayed at home, no one would dare to lay a finger on Yan Miaomiao. Of course, this person pointed at He Wenyan.

    It's just that he can protect Yan Miaomiao in this way, and he can satisfy her materially, beautiful clothes, and schoolbags. However, he may not be able to provide delicate family affection or careful care. She also saw Yan Miaomiao last time.  Miao Miao happily ran over to hug him, but was stopped by him. He disliked the thing she grabbed in her hand. Miao Miao felt very disappointed. The little girl watched her brother walking upstairs before running to the kitchen.

    In fact, children are very dependent on others, and the things they need are also very simple. She looked at Yan Miaomiao's little face, knelt down, kissed her, and then held her little body in her arms, "Well, I'll have it again tomorrow.  Take you to school."

    Yan Miaomiao's little body was hugged by Wenxin. She was a little embarrassed and moved uneasily. When Wenxin was about to let go of her, she shyly asked: "Auntie, it feels so comfortable for you to hold me."  ?¡±

    She said: "My mother used to hug me like this. I haven't been hugged by my mother for a long time."

    After saying that, he specifically added, "It's mom, not Aunt He."

    Wen Xin touched her two yellow pigtails. As someone who lost her mother when she was young, she certainly understands this feeling, poor little girl.

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    In the evening, He Wenyan came back from get off work. The hospital is not far from the military area. If she has enough time, she mostly walks to work and occasionally rides a bicycle.

    When she came back, Wenxin was busy in the kitchen. She was grabbing some of the rice she was cooking, and she happened to bring out a large bowl of fish ball and egg soup. She hadn't finished the fish that the logistics soldiers had given her yesterday, so she simply made fish balls and put them in the refrigerator.  I just used it to make soup in the evening and threw in two green leaves.  White, green and yellow are beautiful and delicious.

    When Wenxin saw her, she greeted her with a smile and said, "Director, you are back. Dinner is ready. You can eat it soon." She has done a lot in the service industry and she still has professional ethics. Now that she has made the choice, she will eat it soon.  It's one thing to not be dedicated, but at least you should be polite and have nothing to fault.

    He Wenyan had been tired for a day. When she came home and entered the courtyard, she smelled the aroma of food. When she entered the door, she could see a smiling face. Several items of food were already placed on the table. She could eat them after washing her face. Her first  This time I felt that the nanny I had found was pretty good. I used to feel uncomfortable with having too many people in the house, but now I think I am still satisfied.

    She gave her a rare smile and nodded, "Did Miaomiao come back?"

    "I picked it up and are playing in the house." Wen Xin said.

    He Wenyan hummed and went back to the room to put her bag away.

    Wenxin put down the soup, turned around, and saw Yan Zeyang walking in with a military cap in his left hand and a bag in his right hand, with steady steps and a majestic look, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

    Look at her as soon as you come in.

    This gave Wen Xin a bad feeling.

    As she stood there, she saw Yan Zeyang throwing the bag in his hand into the kitchen, as if waiting for her to pass.

    If he wants her to go there, does she have to go there?  Wen Xin deliberately pretended to put the dishes there and dragged them away, but secretly thought to herself, what is in that bag?

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    Wen Xin even reluctantly swung her black ponytail behind her head. She glanced at him several times before reluctantly walking over and asking in a pretentious manner: "Comrade Yan, I'm busy. Please ask me to come over."  What's going on?"

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