Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

He Junfeng looked at his arrogant daughter in shock.

Want the whole of China to be her backer and have absolute security and freedom in China?

She won't covet the position of supreme leader, right?

China has only had one Wu Zetian since ancient times. Is her daughter’s ambition too lofty? Out of reach!

"Dad, where are you thinking? I mean, I want to win honor for China and try to win a few international championships."

Su Haitang gave an example, as if the international champion was the leeks she grew at home, and she could cut a crop with a sickle.

"Although these are rare, they are not enough in the end, so I still want to be a special soldier. I want the absolute trust of my superiors! This is my foundation."

He Junfeng took a deep breath of the cool air to calm his mind, which had been bewitched by his daughter.

"You've really made progress, you're so addicted to it."

Su Haitang smiled and admitted without shame.

"I'm learning now and selling it now. You play the family card, and I sell my feelings. If I don't sell well, I'm still a realistic and profit-seeking little person at heart."

"It sounds reasonable." He Junfeng confirmed her merits.

"It's a good thing to have high aspirations, and dad supports you. However, if you can't learn kung fu well, you can't even think about going out for adventure. You have to become a master first."

Su Haitang smiled and nodded, feeling a great sense of accomplishment after successfully persuading the adult father fox!

"Of course! No one will let me go out to embarrass myself. I also want to lose face."

He Junfeng's depressed mood was swept away after his daughter made such a fuss, and the fine wrinkles between his eyebrows loosened.

"Don't be good at everything, just be good at everything. People's energy is limited after all, and it's not easy to specialize in one or two subjects."

"I would like to follow your father's instructions." Su Haitang agreed with a playful smile and performed a nondescript courtesy.

"Dad, you should spend more time with mom when you have time. Her health is still too weak, and I'm a little worried."

He Junfeng was overflowing with fatherly love and couldn't help but rub his daughter's head again.

"Don't worry blindly, take care of yourself. Your mother has me, your grandma and grandma, they are all fine."

"Dad, you messed up my hair." Su Haitang dodged and raked his hair twice.

"I heard that you're good at pretending?" He Junfeng remembered something and looked her around. "You even got two braids?"

Su Haitang heard a hint of sourness in his father's words, and quickly explained and comforted him with a smile.

"I added two pigtails to hide my appearance. I don't like makeup, so I had to put some thought into my hairstyle. Now we are celebrities, and we are followed by fans when we go out."

"Naughty." He Junfeng scolded with a smile.

"Go home and dress up to show your mother. She feels sorry for your long hair that you cut off. She talks about it every day and even cries from time to time."

"I was wondering when her eye sockets became so shallow, but I didn't expect that she had them. I hope your younger siblings won't be a crybaby, and you will set a good example for them."

"It's not too late. It's quite cold. Go back quickly. When your mother gets better, I'll take her to see you and relax."

Su Haitang sent him to the car and watched the black car disappear down the mountain. Even the shadow was no longer visible. Then he exhaled and went back slowly.

"Our army is a serious place. I would like to advise some people to pay attention to their influence and stop doing other things. It's embarrassing!" Peng Xin's sour words sounded particularly harsh.

Su Haitang glanced at her from the corner of his eyes and strode away from her.

"Do you know what you look like like this? You are exactly the same as your dead sister. Do you also want to live like her and end up betraying all your relatives and leaving home and ruining your life?"