1970s: A hot-tempered wife who accompanied a soldier to the military compound and made a fortune.

Chapter 1721 Thankfully, my little calf wasn't crushed.
Xiao Changjiang walked quickly and had already reached the storage room. Hearing the call, he responded, "Wait here, Grandpa is coming right away."

Since everyone had gone into the storage room, they naturally couldn't come out empty-handed.

This delay made the two little ones even more anxious.

It was Mr. Xiao, who couldn't stand it any longer. He stepped forward and glared at his unreliable second daughter and son-in-law: "You two parents, just standing by like that, really!"

Before he could even utter a curse, the heartless parents had already slipped away.

No one expected that Kang Bao, who was usually quiet, would say after being rescued by the old man: "Luckily, my little calf wasn't crushed."

Moreover, while he was speaking, he was bending over and looking down at his crotch.

This remark drew another burst of laughter.

Even Fu Yancheng was amused by his son's words.

Chu Xue, the mother, chimed in, "Son, you're not wearing open-crotch pants, so it's pointless for you to look."

Kangbao looked up, a hint of embarrassment flashing across her face.

I thought he wouldn't say anything more, but he said, "I just wanted to check if my pants were dirty."

This made everyone laugh even louder.

Fu Yancheng watched the mother and daughter joking around, his eyes full of smiles.

At this moment, Xiao Changjiang also came out of the storeroom: "Look, how prescient I was."

Now everyone's attention was drawn to the various sizes of iron rings in his hands.

Even Xiao Wanxia, ​​who came out of the kitchen, was shocked: "Dad, when did you prepare so many iron rings?"

She was a little jealous; her son was already six years old, and his father had never prepared this for him.

Xiao Changjiang smiled broadly: "I saw people playing with these on the street before, and I was thinking of making a few for the kids at home, but I got busy and forgot about it. Before the New Year, I went to your second uncle's place and saw Shitou staring at the iron hoops that the kids were playing with, so I made some together."

As he spoke, he called the children over: "Come, come, I have iron rings of various sizes, choose one according to your height."

The children on the eldest branch of the Xiao family are very well-educated. Xiao Panxia, ​​the eldest cousin's daughter, smiled shyly when she saw her grandfather looking at her: "Me too?"

Xiao Changjiang was not a sexist. Although most of the boys on the street were playing with iron hoops, he included all the children in his family when he made them: "Yes, my Panxia has one too."

With that, Xiao Panxia's smile deepened: "Thank you, Grandpa, but I'm too old now, so let my younger brothers and sisters choose first."

Xiao Changjiang said with a look of satisfaction, "My Panxia is really great."

The little girl was a little embarrassed after being praised.

Chu Xue thought of something and looked at her aunt, saying, "Pan Xia will be starting elementary school in a few years. Has the name on her household registration been changed yet?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Haitang said, "Don't even mention it. We had already chosen a name, Xiao Yuyan, but Panxia refused to change it, saying that her name is Xiao Panxia."

Busy with his work, he continued, "There's no other way. It hasn't been changed yet. Your eldest cousin's wife said that she's used to calling her Panxia and it doesn't sound that bad. Since Panxia doesn't want to change it, let's just keep calling her that."

Chu Xue laughed, but didn't offer any opinion.

The children soon each had an iron ring, and Xiao Wanxia asked with some concern, "Dad, will this be okay?"

Xiao Changjiang glared and said, "What could possibly happen? I paid for the labor and materials, and the finance department has all the records. I also have the receipts."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wanxia immediately gave her father a thumbs up: "You're awesome."

In this day and age, her worries were not without reason; however, what she could think of, Xiao Changjiang could naturally think of as well.

(End of this chapter)