Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s-Chapter 1419: Revolutionary Education Starts with the Young!

Little Chenguang kept nursing endlessly, making Qin Jian anxiously watch from the sidelines.

"Son, that’s enough already."

"Is this how you be a father? You won’t even let the child have a full meal!" An Hao glared at him as she spoke.

"Even if these two little ones have a full stomach, it doesn’t necessarily mean they will settle down." Qin Jian suddenly felt a bit worried about what might happen tonight.

"It doesn’t matter. In any case, our son shouldn’t be wronged." An Hao, looking down at Little Chenguang with his little face all red and flushed, said.

After a great deal of effort, both children were finally fed, and Qin Jian’s turn for some good times had come.

Usually mischievous, the two little darlings were playing by themselves tonight, gnawing on their fingers.

Qin Jian seized the good opportunity, pinned An Hao beneath him, and tormented her thoroughly.

An Hao felt like she had fallen apart and couldn’t help but complain to him, "Why are you like a wolf? My back is almost broken!"

"Been hungry for a long time? Even a wolf needs to hunt, right?" Qin Jian said smiling, got up, and picked up An Hao, "You rest, and I’ll take care of the rest."

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The season moved into November, the weather turned cold, and winter arrived.

Li Junping’s health had been improving day by day, but after fighting with Song Yueqin, she suffered a severe head injury.

She had been hospitalized for such a long time, and Qin Jian had found several good doctors for her.

But it was all to no avail.

Her injury was too serious, affecting brain function, and while she was conscious, she lost the ability to move.

To put it bluntly, she was almost paralyzed.

Li Junping had gone through a series of despair and ultimately had to accept her reality.

After such a heavy blow, she had withered away, losing her ability to move, she could only obediently lie in bed every day.

This feeling was truly worse than death.

Over the years, she hadn’t built up a good reputation in the village, so there weren’t many people who came to see her.

Only her husband, Qin Ru Hai, had been tirelessly caring for her.

She was full of regret. If she hadn’t fought with Song Yueqin, maybe she wouldn’t be lying here now.

But in this world, there is no medicine for regret.

This was the price she paid for her own misdeeds!

The atmosphere in the Qin Family’s home was heavy, but the Ning Family was enjoying their happiness.

The two little ones were growing up plump and fair, with their features becoming more defined and increasingly adorable to look at.

Having returned from the army, Ning Yibin held one child without letting go, and regardless of whether the child understood or not, he told him about his past experiences in the military.

"When Grandpa was young, he was incredibly brave, charging forward fearlessly on the battlefield. Even bare-handed, he could snatch away those little devils’ gleaming bayonets."

The little one stared with big eyes and listened quite seriously to him, gurgling as he watched.

The expressions on his face changed as Grandpa vividly narrated the story.

"Will you stop already." Zhang Yun came out from cooking in the kitchen upon hearing Ning Yibin muttering to himself and said, "You’re such a nuisance! If you’re going to tell a story, at least tell something the child can understand."

Ning Yibin chuckled, "What do you know? This is revolutionary education; it starts from the cradle."

"Psh! You always think you’re right." Zhang Yun gave him a disdainful look before returning to continue cooking.

Qin Jian was coming home from work just as he was about to carry Little Chenguang downstairs.

As soon as the little one saw Qin Jian return, his eyes followed his figure.

"The child missed you." An Hao handed the child over to him.