A domineering country girl flirts with her son, and Commander Huo can't resist.

Since Feng Sanqiang originally worked for Haozi, it's the same if he works for her now.

Joanne led them out of the courtyard and briefly explained the management of the black market.

"The three of us? Can we manage?" Feng Sanqiang felt a little uneasy.

"The three of you alone are definitely not enough. You live in Dongjiawan, so you must know a lot of people around your age, right? Find some people with reliable character to join us."

Joan leaned against the wall, arms crossed, looking quite imposing.

"No fighting. You are only maintaining order in the black market. If you encounter any troublesome matters, you can come to the police station to find me between 8 a.m. and 2 p.m.

"Big sister, you really work at the police station?" Feng Sanqiang scratched his head. "I thought you were just kidding me."

"By the way, is there still an admission fee?" Xiao Lei asked.

"I'll take it." Qiao An nodded. "But five cents is too much, let's change it to two cents."

"Once you pay the entrance fee, you can come to us with any disputes that arise in the black market."

Feng Sanqiang licked his chapped lips. "Alright, I'll go find someone today."

"Big sister, the three of us don't want wages, but how do you plan to pay everyone else? If we don't pay them, I'm afraid no one will help us with the work."

"It's 25 yuan per person per month, so the three of you get 15 yuan. Once you pay back the 100 yuan, your salary will return to normal."

Feng Sanqiang never expected that Qiao An would be so generous.

I didn't even check the almanac before going out today, but I've met a benefactor!

"Thank you, elder sister!" Feng Sanqiang bowed to Qiao An.

"Alright, you guys go find someone. Remember! They must be trustworthy."

"Don't worry, big sister."

Qiao An was delayed in Dongjiawan for a while, and when she returned home, she found that the front door of her house was open.

There was also the sound of arguing inside.

She thought it was Aunt Liu and Dongmei arguing.

He was pushing his cart into the house intending to break up the fight when he found no one in the yard or the kitchen.

The sound was coming from the main room.

"Second son! We've never skimped on your food or clothing since you were little, and now you've made something of yourself! You're a big leader now, but you've kept it a secret from your parents. This is going to drive us crazy!"

"I often go on missions in the Northwest, and there are many things that need to be kept secret. This time, it was only because of an accident that I stopped hiding my identity." Huo Jiyun's voice was cold and flat, devoid of any emotion.

"You should have come home and told us as soon as you got back! Don't you even care about your parents?"

"He only cares about that little wench, Joan, now. He doesn't care about us at all. We've been back for so long, and he hasn't brought us any meat or given us any money. It must be that bitch Joan who instigated him."

"Mom and Dad, it's my fault for not wanting to send her off. It has nothing to do with Qiao An. You can scold me, but you're not allowed to scold Qiao An. She's my wife, not someone you can insult." Huo Jiyun's voice was as cold as ice.

"Yes, yes, yes! You are the leader of the army, how dare we say anything?" Liu Huying said sarcastically.

"Just tell me what brings you here today, no need to beat around the bush."

"Alright, since you've put it that way, your father and I will speak frankly."

Qiao An leaned closer and looked at Liu Huying through the window. Liu Huying stood with her hands on her hips, looking angry like an old hag.

"You'll be going back to the Northwest after the New Year. Qiao An has to take the child back to the old house. Just like before, you'll send thirty yuan home every month. We'll help you take care of your wife and child."

Liu Huying spoke with such self-righteousness, I don't know where she got the nerve.

Huo Jiyun looked up, his eyes full of mockery.

"Mom, do you think I'm stupid? How much of the money I wired to you actually went to Qiao An and the children? Didn't it all end up in your and the third wife's pockets in the end?"

"You are our son, it is only right that you give us money and show us filial piety!" Huo Shoutian slammed his fist on the table.

"In that case, I will give you two 15 yuan a month for living expenses from now on. Qiao An will still live here and will not go back."

"Fifteen yuan? Who are you trying to fool? Do you think your mother and I are beggars?"

Huo Jiyun was usually a troublemaker in the army, never one to mince words, but now that he was facing his parents, he couldn't say anything at all.

Even if they treat him badly, there is still a blood relationship between them.

Joan rubbed her hands together, ready to strike.

Since their purpose in coming today is to ask for living expenses, let's just settle the matter of living expenses.

"I heard dogs barking as soon as I walked in, and I thought a stray dog ​​had gotten into my house."

"Oh, it's Mom and Dad? I just heard something about alimony? What's with the fifteen yuan?"

As soon as Qiao An entered the room, she went straight to Huo Jiyun and sat down next to him.

"Where are the children?"

"Let Aunt Liu and Dongmei take them home," Huo Jiyun said softly.

The worst thing you can do when adults are arguing is to let children see it, as it can easily leave them with psychological trauma.

Huo Jiyun did the right thing.

"Qiao An, I think it's you, you vixen, who's been whispering sweet nothings in your husband's ear all day long. You've even lost your filial piety." Huo Shoutian glared at Qiao An, foaming at the corners of his mouth as he spoke.

"Second brother, you're a soldier now. If you don't respect your parents, we'll report you to the army. You'll be the one who suffers then!" Liu Huying was much more direct.

"To put it bluntly, you're just here to ask for money, right? No need for such high-sounding formalities." Qiao An crossed her legs. "You're Huo Jiyun's parents, so of course we have to provide living expenses."

"But words are not enough. We must go to the brigade and find Secretary Tian to write this down in black and white, and put our fingerprints and official seal on it, so that no one will regret it later and bite people like a mad dog."

"Qiao An, how dare you speak to your elders like that?" Liu Huying glared angrily and raised her hand as if to hit her.

Before his hand could even land, someone grabbed his arm.

Huo Jiyun stood in front of Qiao An, looking down at Liu Huying.

"I told you, Joanne is my wife, and no one is allowed to touch her."

When Liu Huying met Huo Jiyun's dark, deep, and murderous eyes, her shoulders involuntarily trembled.

She was genuinely a little afraid of this second son. Perhaps it was because he had killed too many people in the Northwest, but somehow he looked so chilling.

She withdrew her hand and took two steps back.

The past few days have been chaotic at home because of the stolen bicycle.

I heard yesterday that Huo Jiyun came back in a military jeep, still wearing his military uniform.

They then learned that Huo Jiyun was not a worker in the Northwest, but a proper military cadre.

One person enlists and the whole family is honored, and Huo Jiyun is an officer, so his monthly salary must be quite high.

That's why they set their sights on Huo Jiyun.

Little did they know, this was exactly what Qiao An wanted.

"I've said my piece. Whether you want to go to the brigade to sign and put your fingerprints on the document is up to you two," Qiao An asked, peeking out from behind Huo Jiyun.

"Go! Why wouldn't you go? I'm afraid you won't dare to go." Liu Huying pulled Huo Shoutian up. "Come on, let's go to the brigade."

Qiao An stood up and took Huo Jiyun's arm.

Huo Jiyun's body stiffened, her frail, boneless body leaning against him, still carrying the chill of winter.

"Let's go too. Let's get this sorted out today and have a peaceful New Year."