After marrying an officer, she was spoiled by the group

Chapter 169 Nian Nian and Bao Er

Soon Lu Beifeng brought Nian Nian home, and his complexion was obviously much better.

Lu Nianci wished New Year's greetings to each of her elders, and Lu's mother and others also gave red envelopes.

"Be good, the new year proves that our Nian Nian has grown one year older." Mother Lu said with a smile.

"Grandma, Nian Nian has grown up and is a big kid now."

This sentence made everyone laugh.

Without Zhang Qiuya, the atmosphere at home was very warm.

Today is the first day of the new year, so I won’t be greeting anyone.

The family had another reunion dinner, everyone sat at the same table and had a great time.

Lu Beifeng also seemed to have let go of the past, and his expression relaxed a lot.

On the second day of the New Year, Fu Ling started to go out to pay New Year's greetings. When he came to Mrs. Qin's house, he specially brought Lu Nianci with him. Sure enough, Qin Baoer's eyes lit up when she saw Nian Nian.

The two are of similar age, and Qin Baoer took the initiative to show her affection to Nian Nian. She was a little uneasy at first, but with Fu Ling's encouragement, she finally took the first step.

"Hello, my name is Qin Baoer, and I'm eight years old."

"My name is Lu Nianci, my nickname is Nian Nian, and I am seven years old." Lu Nianci mustered up the courage to introduce herself.

"You're so cute, can we be friends? Come with me, I have lots of toys, let's go play together!"

Lu Nianci glanced at Fu Ling, nodded her head to indicate that it was okay, and then let Baoer pull her to the room.

Mrs. Qin smiled and said, "This must be the child of the eldest brother of the Lu family. He looks like a doll, so cute."

"Yes, she's a bit introverted, so I brought her out to let her interact with Baoer more."

"Of course, come over anytime you want to play. I think Bao'er likes Nian Nian very much." Mrs. Qin smiled from ear to ear.

Mrs. Qin was not aware of what happened last night.

This matter was not glorious to begin with, so Fu Ling did not say anything more and just chatted with Mrs. Qin about family matters.

She also secretly glanced at Nian Nian, who was playing house with Baoer at the time.

Maybe it was because I found it new and interesting, so I played it very seriously.

Fu Ling chuckled, he had made the right choice to find Qin Baoer. The little girl was simply a caring and sweet girl, and she taught Nian Nian how to play very patiently.

Nian Nian seemed to be having a lot of fun. Fu Ling felt that in such an atmosphere, she might quickly forget those unpleasant experiences.

"Sister-in-law, Nian Nian, I'll stay here first."

"Okay, go ahead and get busy. Let her have lunch at home and I'll send it back to you later."

With Mrs. Qin around, Fu Ling didn't have to worry and nodded in agreement.

When Fu Ling returned, she didn't see Nian Nian. Lu Beifeng was a little nervous. Seeing that he was worried, she chuckled and explained, "Brother, Sister Qin has a daughter at home. She's eight years old, about the same age as Nian Nian. They're playing games together now, and she seems very happy. So I asked her to stay. If nothing goes wrong, she'll have lunch there."

Hearing this, he felt a little relieved.

"Don't worry, I know Xiao Qin's family. Don't worry, nothing will happen to them." Mother Lu also made a promise.

"Well, I believe my sister-in-law. Nian Nian is just too lonely. She would be more lively if she had friends."

"Mom, Beichen and I are going to visit godfather first to wish him a happy new year." Lu Beichen mentioned the prepared New Year gifts.

"Go ahead and ask them to come over for lunch at noon. The cafeteria is better than home." Mother Lu advised before leaving.

"Mom, I see."

When I arrived, I happened to see someone leaving with a New Year gift.

Mrs. Ye saw Fu Ling and lovingly took her hand and led her inside: "Old Ye, Lingling and Beichen are here."

Only then did Political Commissar Ye come out of the study.

"Godfather, Godmother! Happy New Year!"

Lu Beichen put the things down.

Mrs. Ye prepared a red envelope for Fu Ling and took it out and placed it in her hand.

Fu Ling did not refuse and accepted it with a smile and thanks.

We sat here and chatted for a while, and it was almost time.

Fu Ling began to invite: "Godfather, Godmother, when I came here, my mother assigned me a task, asking me to take you back for dinner. If you don't go, then I don't have to go back."

Afraid that they would refuse, she invited them in a different way this time.

"Puchi, girl, you are becoming more and more talkative." Mrs. Ye tapped her forehead lovingly.

"Hehe, who asked you to love me? It's so lonely at home with just the two of you. My dad wants to fight with godfather for 300 rounds."

When Political Commissar Ye heard this, he immediately became interested.

He only has that one hobby, playing chess...

When they got home, the meal was already ready.

Nian Nian stayed at Mrs. Qin's house without any suspense.

After dinner, Political Commissar Ye and his two companions continued playing chess.

The New Year in this era has a special festive atmosphere.

They all visit each other.

Sun Qian and Xiao Lei did not go home for the New Year, but they came to pay New Year's greetings with gift packages on the third day of the New Year.

In the next few days, Baoer often came to play with Nian Nian, and the two became very good friends.

In this way, time came to the fifth day of the New Year, the day when Father Lu and Father Fu would return.

Father Lu said to Lu Beifeng, "Think carefully whether you want to stay here or go back. If you want to go back, come with me today. If you want to stay, let's give it a try."

Lu Beifeng thought for a moment and replied, "Dad, I won't go back. I want to give it a try. If I pass the test, Nian Nian can see her family more often. If I'm too busy, I can send her to Mom to take care of her."

The most important thing is Nian Nian. She seems to like this place very much and even has friends...

Father Lu glanced at his son and instructed him seriously, "Okay, take good care of Nian Nian. Don't make the same mistake again."

"Don't worry, Dad, it won't happen again, I promise! Nian Nian is my life!" It was because of Nian Nian that he felt he was still alive, and he endured the oppression in silence during those years.

Mother Lu warned Father Fu, "You'll have to take care of your own food and clothing when you return this time. Don't just think of cooking noodles every day just because they're convenient. If you really can't, eat in the police station cafeteria before returning."

I know Mr. Lu too well, so I’ll keep it simple.

Father Lu wanted to hold his forehead. Was he really that unreliable? He didn't want to starve himself, but he agreed smoothly: "Yeah."

There is no need to remind Mr. Fu, as he can cook and can eat at the factory.

Lu Beichen drove them to the airline.

Lujia

Fu Ling said to Lu Beifeng, "Brother, prepare tonight so you can go for the interview tomorrow."

What she didn't say was that she was the final interviewer.

She is the most strict in the laboratory and does not allow anyone who is not qualified to get in.

"Okay, sister-in-law!" Lu Beifeng was full of confidence at this moment.

The next morning, Nian Nian stayed at home to be taken care of by Lu's mother.

Lu Beichen drove the two of them to the pharmaceutical factory.

Lu Beifeng thought they were worried that he was nervous, so they accompanied him to take the exam.

As a result, after the written test, he was stunned for a long time when he found out that the examiner he faced was Fu Lingshi.

At this moment, Fu Ling asked without any emotion, and all he asked were professional knowledge.

They discussed for nearly an hour before the office door was opened.

It was not until this moment that Lu Beifeng fully understood what Lu Beichen had said.

What did his second brother say: My wife is amazing...

There is no doubt that Fu Ling's professional knowledge is more solid than his. If it were not for his long-term clinical trials, he might not be able to answer many tricky questions.