After hanging up the phone, he sat on the sofa in the living room with a calm face and didn't speak.

After more than half an hour, Duan Qingqing and Meng Chaojun returned home.

They went to Duan’s house for dinner tonight.

In fact, Meng Chaojun accompanied Duan Qingqing back to his parents' home for dinner three or four days a week.

As soon as they entered the door, the two saw Mr. Meng sitting there motionless. They couldn't help but look at each other. Duan Qingqing showed a somewhat timid expression and subconsciously took a step back to him.

Seeing his wife's actions, Meng Chaojun knew that she was worried about being blamed by her father again.

Mr. Meng didn't like them to always go to Duan's house for dinner, but when they were eating at home, the atmosphere between the three of them was too serious. Duan Qingqing had a stomachache for a while, and she didn't tell the reason at first. When he went to Duan's house one day, he realized that Duan Qingqing was always nervous when he was having dinner with his father, afraid that he would be scolded if he had a sound of eating, and that he would be scolded if he had eaten too quickly or too slow. She didn't dare to reach out to hold the food in front of her father. His father had a fast meal, and she felt that it was not better to be faster or too slow than him.

I feel stressed when eating a meal, so I have stomach problems.

Meng Chaojun felt that this was not a big deal. In addition, Mr. Meng was always picky at the dinner table, so he took Duan Qingqing to the Duan family from time to time.

At least at Duan's family, she can eat very easily.

Meng Chaojun felt that his father was too harsh on Duan Qingqing.

His majesty was also very afraid of his soldiers in the past, let alone Duan Qingqing, a gentle woman?

"Dad, there's no rest?" He comforted and patted Duan Qingqing on the shoulder, and walked towards Mr. Meng.

Mr. Meng discovered the little move he had just made to Duan Qingqing, and his chest was stagnant again.

After this, my daughter-in-law always acted like she was afraid of being abused by him. What was he doing?

But this stupid son believed it and felt that his wife was wronged.

He didn't know how to argue for himself. Could it be that he, an old man, still has to fight with his daughter-in-law's tears?

Meng really couldn't do such a thing when he argued with his daughter-in-law.

He snorted and said with a cold face: "Resting? Can I sleep?"

Meng Chaojun said helplessly: "So what's wrong? Who has messed with you again?"

"I asked you, you said you had a good opportunity to give me the past. What was going on? It's almost a year and the mission has not yet ended?"

"Dad, didn't I tell you at that time? It was a small-scale special forces training. It was completely closed for a year and could not have any connection with the outside world. Although it sounds a bit hard, it is very training-oriented. This is not a bad thing for the past years."

"It's not a bad thing. Why don't you tell me before reporting his name? Are you just afraid that I will object?" Mr. Meng slapped the table and said angrily: "Xian was very good and capable enough! He trained hard in the army every day. Who, his regiment commander Yang Zhiqi, always calls me and advised Xuian not to work so hard! As he is, do you know? He still has to participate in that closed special training?"

Meng Chaojun said: "Dad, he is a soldier. A soldier should not be afraid of hard work, blood or tears, and at the same time, he must also climb to higher peaks! He was still young in the past and needed tempering. What's wrong with making him progress?"

"Okay! Then tell me, where did he go for special training?"
Chapter completed!