I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1581: Putian Tongqing

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When did the cigarette come back?

Jiang Chen could n’t remember the exact time, but vaguely remembered that it seemed that after Sun Jiao was pregnant, on the way home one day, the emperor stumbled into the nearby supermarket, bought a pack of ten cigarettes, He dangs in his mouth …

The taste is really nostalgic.

A bit of spiciness in the noise.

How long has it been?

Unable to remember.

After coming out of the house of the father and mother, Jiang Chen did not rush to drive home, but went to the beach by the way.

Jiang Chen, who parked the car on the side of the road, lay on the railing of the viewing platform, and hung sunglasses on his nose bridge, looked at the distant sea fascinatingly.

As the sun goes down, the woman who runs late on the blue stone brick road, and the people who swim in the water behind him, seem to be printed on a painting. From the joyful laughter blowing along the sea breeze, there was even a familiar taste.

Speaking of that, he seemed to be in the same position at the time.

It was just that at that time, he was just an unknown soldier, and now, even if he is standing here and smoking a cigarette, there are at least a dozen people who follow behind to protect in secret …

With a smile, he shook his head, and Jiang Chen flicked his **** butts into the trash can next to it.

This is probably the last one.

Take off the sunglasses and put it in his pocket, ignoring the passerby who was surprised or pulled out his phone with excitement, Jiang Chen walked slowly towards the direction of his Rurka 2020 memorial .

……

Time passed by, watching Sun Jiao’s stomach swell gradually.

Somewhat anxiously stared at his belly, never gave birth to a child, or even thought that one day he would be his mother ’s Sun Jiao, sometimes showing a confused expression, and sometimes a happy smirk.

Every time she showed that happy smile, all the women would envy.

Especially Aisha.

From time to time she would stare at Jiang Chen with a hopeful expression on her face.

Although nothing was said, the water-like eyes have already made the words she wanted to speak clear.

Another one is Xia Shiyu. Although he said that he did n’t want a child, it was too much trouble and he could n’t take care of work, but every time he said that, his eyes unconsciously peeped at Jiang Chen.

During this time, Jiang Chen lost a whole circle, as if the extra meat had been transferred to Sun Jiao’s stomach. It’s not because he served Sun Jiao’s skinny. Since Qianxia moved in, there were professional people to take care of him. Jiang Chen was a lot easier.

However, at night …

Jiang Chen felt for the first time that sexual overbearing would be confusing.

“My wife is very healthy, and I was taken aback. Generally speaking, there will be a period of weakness during about two months of pregnancy, and this period is also the most vulnerable time for pregnant women … In my body, I can’t feel a little weak at all. “

After serving Sun Jiao and falling asleep, Qianxia closed the door lightly, just in time with Jiang Chen standing in the corridor. Bingxue’s clever she could see why Jiang Chen stood here, so she smiled and said softly.

Relaxed, Jiang Chen smiled at ease.

“You have worked hard.”

“It’s okay, it’s my honor to serve the master.” Qian Xia Yingying smiled, bowed politely, and chatted with Jiang Chen about a few things she should pay attention to during pregnancy, then turned back to her room.

……

Due to concerns about affecting the development of the fetus, since the stomach gradually swelled, Sun Jiao went to the end of the world a lot less.

In the past, most of NAC ’s government affairs were handled by this marshal, and it was only a month later that the government affairs on the desk piled up.

Even though he was somewhat reluctant, at this time, Jiang Chen could only resolutely pick up the duties of the marshal. So many people were surprised to find that often the Marshal Lord who saw the dragon and saw the end, ran to the Marshal Mansion every day to check in.

Instead, Mrs. Sun who appeared in the Marshal Mansion every day disappeared from their sight.

Their confusion did not last long.

At a high-level meeting of NAC, Jiang Chen picked the right time. After Cheng Weiguo reported the growth of NAC’s reserve, he unexpectedly announced the good news to everyone.

“Long story short, I’m going to be a dad.”

The room was quiet.

Starting with Wang Qing from the left, people ’s reaction was stunned, then joy gradually appeared on his face, even ecstasy …

There will be no more exciting news throughout the year.

After hearing this good news, many people even burst into tears.

For an oligopolistic regime like NAC, the descendants of leaders are more important than anything, just like the emperor ’s crown prince. For the subordinates who are loyal to NAC and whose family lives have been integrated with NAC, even if NAC lays down more land and builds more colonies overseas, it is not as important as giving Jiang Chen a healthy heir.

This heir does n’t have to be better than his dad, and can even be mediocre, as long as he ’s not too ugly, this is enough!

The mountains and rivers laid by NAC, even three or four generations, will not be defeated.

All they need is a person who can hold this river and mountains, and that is enough.

In the case of Jiang Chen not deliberately concealing, the news spread wildly.

The Sixth District celebrated for a whole week with cheers for this, the joy of emotion permeated almost everyone’s face.

Only those survivors who have just awakened from the low-temperature dormitories are full of sadness. Because the dictator had a son, this land is one step further from the free and prosperous Pan-Asian cooperation.

Of course, this small group of people only dare to think about it in their hearts, and even dare not say it.

Because the last person who drank high in the tavern, the man who stood up and accused the marshal of “tyranny” had been beaten by his mercenaries who were drinking and eating meat, and beat his front teeth with his fists.

Zhou Guoping, who was far away in North America, ordered the guards of the outpost town to put out a whole night of fireworks. Lu Fan, who came from the Guards team, rushed back to Wanghai from the northern city of NAC in northern Beijing, and personally presented Jiang Chen with a congratulation and a precious congratulatory gift-knitted from the back of the sword tooth beast in the northern wasteland Coat.

Almost everyone is cheering for the soon-to-be-born heir.

Many settlements of survivors on the waste land, no matter how strong they were, the cause of the eventual annihilation is more than half due to the problem of succession of power.

Marshal ’s prestige is naturally unattended, and no one has the qualification to challenge.

Whether it is strategic foresight or personal bravery enough to single out the mother of dead claws, it has become a myth in the minds of survivors throughout the East Asia region. Even distant North America and Western Europe have heard about the legendary experience of this leader.

But as long as they are humans, they will never die.

Even if the marshal has been mythized by the survivors, this myth is destined to be finished.

At least, in most people ’s eyes.