When did he pick up the cigarette?
Jiang Chen couldn't remember the specific time. He only vaguely remembered that after Sun Jiao was pregnant, on the way home one day, she turned into a nearby supermarket, bought a pack of cigarettes, and put it in her mouth …
The smell was really nostalgic.
There was a hint of spiciness in the noise.
How long has it been?
He couldn't remember.
After leaving his parents' house, Jiang Chen didn't rush to drive home but went to the beach.
He parked the car on the side of the road and leaned on the railing of the observation deck. Jiang Chen, with sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, stared at the sea in the distance.
As the sun set, the woman running on the bluestone road and the tourists playing in the water behind her seemed to be printed in a painting. From the laughter blowing along with the sea breeze, there was a hint of familiarity.
Speaking of which, he seemed to be standing in the same position at that time.
However, at that time, he was just a nobody. Now, even if he were to stand here and smoke a cigarette, there would be at least a dozen people following behind him to protect him in secret …
Jiang Chen shook his head with a smile and flicked the unfinished cigarette butt into the trash can next to him.
This was probably the last one.
He took off his sunglasses and stuffed them into his pocket. Ignoring the surprised or excited passersby, Jiang Chen slowly walked in the direction of his Luer 2020 commemorative model.
…
Time passed day by day, and Sun Jiao's belly gradually bulged.
Sun Jiao stared at her belly anxiously. She had never given birth to a child, and she didn't even think she would one day become a mother. From time to time, she would show a confused expression, and from time to time, she would show a happy smile.
Whenever she showed that happy smile, the girls would be envious.
Especially Ayesha.
From time to time, she would look at Jiang Chen with a hopeful expression.
Although she didn't say anything, her watery eyes had already said everything she wanted to say.
Although she said she didn't want to have a child because it was too troublesome and she couldn't take care of it, every time she said this, her eyes would unnaturally peek at Jiang Chen.
During this time, Jiang Chen lost a lot of weight as if all the excess fat had been transferred to Sun Jiao's stomach. It wasn't because of serving Sun Jiao. Since Qian Xia moved in, there were professionals taking care of him, and he felt a lot more relaxed.
However, at night …
For the first time, Jiang Chen felt that too much sex could be troubling.
"Madam's body is very healthy, even I am surprised. Generally speaking, around two months of pregnancy, there will be a period of weakness, and this is also the time when pregnant women are the most vulnerable … However, from Madam's body, I don't feel any weakness at all. "
After Sun Jiao fell asleep, Qian Xia gently closed the door and happened to bump into Jiang Chen standing in the hallway. With her intelligence, she immediately knew why Jiang Chen was standing there, so she smiled and said softly.
Jiang Chen let out a sigh of relief and smiled.
"Thank you for your hard work."
"It's fine. It's my honor to serve Master." Qian Xia smiled and bowed politely. After chatting with Jiang Chen about the precautions during pregnancy, she turned around and returned to her room.
…
Due to concerns about affecting the development of the fetus, Sun Jiao didn't go to the apocalypse as often since her belly gradually bulged.
Most of the NAC's government affairs were handled by the General's wife. She hadn't been back for more than a month, and the government affairs on her desk were already piled up.
Even if he was more or less reluctant, at this time, Jiang Chen could only resolutely pick up the responsibility of the General. Therefore, many people were surprised to find that the General, who was often elusive, actually went to the General's Mansion every day for the first time.
Instead, Madam Sun, who appeared in the General's Mansion every day, disappeared from their sight.
Their confusion didn't last long.
At a NAC high-level meeting, Jiang Chen chose a suitable time. After Cheng Weiguo reported the growth of NAC's reserves, he unexpectedly announced the good news to everyone.
"To make a long story short, I'm going to be a father."
The conference room became quiet.
Starting from Wang Qin on the left, people's reaction was first stunned, then gradually joy and even ecstasy appeared on their faces …
There would be no more exciting news than this for the entire year.
When they heard the good news, many people were so excited that they even had tears in their eyes.
For an oligarchy like NAC, the leader's offspring was more important than anything else, just like the emperor's heir. For the subordinates loyal to NAC, their lives were integrated with NAC. Even if NAC conquered more land and built more colonies overseas, it was not as important as Jiang Chen giving birth to a healthy heir.
The heir didn't have to be better than his father; he could even be mediocre. As long as he wasn't too unreliable, that was enough!
The empire NAC built could not be completely lost even after three or four generations.
All they needed was a person who could protect their territory, and that was enough.
Without Jiang Chen deliberately hiding it, the news spread like wildfire.
The Sixth Street cheered and celebrated for an entire week. The joyful emotion was on everyone's face.
Only the survivors who just woke up from the cryogenic hibernation chamber were full of worry. Because the dictator had a son, this land was one step further away from the once free and prosperous Pan-Asia Cooperation.
Of course, this small group of people only dared to think in their minds, and they didn't even dare to say it out loud.
This was because the last person who got drunk in the tavern and stood out to loudly complain about the marshal's "tyranny" had already had his front teeth smashed by the mercenaries who were drinking and eating meat beside him.
Zhou Guoping, who was far away in North America, ordered the guards of Outpost Town to set off fireworks for an entire night. Lu Fan, a former guard, rushed back to Wanghai from NAC's Beijiang Shangjing and personally congratulated Jiang Chen, as well as a precious gift – a coat woven from the nape hair of the xiphodon in the northern wilderness.
Almost everyone was cheering for the soon-to-be-born heir.
Many survivor settlements on the wasteland, no matter how powerful they were, were eventually destroyed because of the problem of political succession.
The prestige of the General was naturally unchallenged, and no one was qualified to challenge it.
Whether it was his strategic foresight or his personal bravery enough to challenge the Mother of Death Claws, he had become a legend in the minds of survivors throughout East Asia. Even in the distant North America and Western Europe, they had heard of the legendary experience of this leader.
But as long as one was human, one could not escape death.
Even if the General had become a legend among the survivors, this legend was destined to end one day.
At least, in the eyes of most people.
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