Chapter 195 Long March

At the entrance of the courtyard

Watching Jiang Yue's departing figure, Gu Yihan let out a long sigh of relief.

As I walked back to the courtyard, I heard the clucking of a hen, and I immediately thought of it. I had long wanted to taste what a chicken raised on water from the space tasted like.

I need to think of a way to secretly switch the chickens so that Grandma Gu won't notice that her precious chicken has been replaced.

Lu Huailin sat on the bed, watching with a smile as his son vigorously shook a red rattle drum to show off to him.

"You're getting a promotion?"

Lu Huailin did not respond to his wife's question.

Instead, he stood up, walked to his wife's side, picked her up, and placed her on the bed, letting her sit next to his son.

He then quickly poured water to wash the towel and wiped his wife's face, even her fingers were not spared.

Gu Yihan looked at Lu Huailin's expressionless face with a black line on her forehead, withdrew her hand, and said irritably, "You've rubbed my skin raw."

Lu Huailin didn't say anything, but bent down and kissed his wife's cheek.

He snorted coldly: "Wife, you should stay away from that woman from now on. She's obviously up to no good."

She knew exactly what kind of person Jiang Yue was, so she feigned ignorance and asked, "How could they have ill intentions?"

"No normal people sit that close when they're chatting," Lu Huailin said irritably.

Gu Yihan looked at him in surprise: "How can you be jealous of women?"

“I’m not jealous. She’s just not normal. You saw it with your own eyes. Her lips were practically touching your face!” Lu Huailin stubbornly insisted, determined not to admit to being jealous of a woman.

Upon hearing this, Gu Yihan pondered for a moment and said, "Then you must be looking at it from the wrong angle. Jiang Yue was whispering in my ear."

Lu Huailin glanced at his wife and asked, "What was she whispering to you about?"

Gu Yihan patted his arm: "It's all because of you. He wants to know who you recommended to the leader to replace you."

Upon hearing this, Lu Huailin's face turned cold: "Doesn't she know that military families are prohibited from discussing military affairs?"

Gu Yihan held Hao Hao's hand and played with the rattle drum with him.

She looked up at Lu Huailin and said aggrievedly, "I didn't know anything about your affairs; I only heard it from others."

Seeing his wife's expression, Lu Huailin quickly explained, "Honey, it's not settled yet, and I didn't want you to worry about it."

Gu Yihan was aware of the military's secrecy regulations, so she didn't ask whether he had been promoted or demoted.

He deliberately put on a cold face and said, "Just tell me, is it your fault?"

Lu Huailin didn't think he was wrong; after all, he wouldn't discuss matters in the military with his wife.

But he couldn't say that, so he nodded repeatedly, "Wife, it's my fault!"

Gu Yihan smiled slightly: "So, will you accept the punishment?"

Seeing his wife's changing expressions as fast as he flipped through a book, Lu Huailin nodded helplessly, "Wife, your husband accepts the punishment."

A glint of light flashed in Gu Yihan's eyes as she tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "I want to eat an old hen."

Upon hearing this, Lu Huailin paused for a moment, then said, "That's easy, that's simple."

He thought it was something serious, so he went to the mess hall the next day to find someone to buy two.

Gu Yihan looked at Lu Huailin with a smile and shook her head, saying, "I want to eat our family's old hen."

At home?

Lu Huailin glanced subconsciously toward the bedroom door, afraid that Grandma Gu would hear him.

He exaggeratedly asked his wife, "Aren't you afraid Grandma will come after you?"

Gu Yihan glared at Lu Huailin. Of course she was scared. Grandma Gu was treating those chickens like royalty.

"If it were that easy to persuade Grandma, would I need you?"

Lu Huailin looked troubled; he knew all too well how much he meant to Grandma Gu.

Her wife held the highest position in her heart, and even that couldn't shake her few old hens, let alone him, the person with the lowest status.

Lu Huailin pondered for a moment, and was about to refuse when he looked up and met Gu Yihan's eyes, which were shining with admiration. In a moment of impulsiveness, he uttered a single word: "Okay."

Gu Yihan smiled happily upon hearing this.

Lu Huailin was extremely annoyed at this moment. He had made a mistake and fallen for his wife's honey trap.

Cheng Family

When Jiang Yue returned home, she saw that Cheng Changzheng had just gotten up and was having breakfast.

Enraged, he threw the things he was holding onto the table.

He roared, "Cheng Changzheng, look at the time! You're only just getting up!"

Cheng Changzheng quickly grabbed the bowl from the table, and while eating dumplings, asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Yue was surprised to see that he was not flustered at all in trying to salvage the bowls on the table, and even had the mind to eat.

Feeling increasingly wronged, she burst into tears.

Cheng Dong, who was doing his homework in his bedroom, heard Jiang Yue's loud crying, sighed, put down his pen, and went to the living room.

"Mom, why are you crying? It's the New Year, and you're crying away all the good fortune."

“Exactly, you’re not as open-minded as a teenager,” Cheng Changzheng echoed Cheng Dong’s words.

Jiang Yue saw that the father and son were talking without a care in the world, and neither of them understood her good intentions.

I was so heartbroken that I cried even harder.

Seeing Jiang Yue's tearful and snotty face, Cheng Dong almost couldn't help but vomit up his breakfast.

Looking at Cheng Changzheng, who was happily eating, she couldn't help but say, "Dad, how can Mom eat like that?"

"You brat, you have no right to complain about my wife, no matter how ugly she is. Your mother raised you from infancy, and she never complained about you," Cheng Changzheng roared, his eyes wide.

"You're the ugly one!" Jiang Yue shouted, crying.

Suddenly, a big snot bubble burst on her face, leaving her completely bewildered.

Looking at Cheng Changzheng and Cheng Dong, who were staring at her in disbelief, she felt utterly humiliated, covered her face, and ran back to her bedroom crying.

Cheng Changzheng and his son Cheng Dong exchanged a glance and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

After finishing the dumplings, Cheng Changzheng put down his chopsticks, stood up, pushed open the bedroom door, and saw Jiang Yue still crying on the quilt.

He found a stool and sat down next to her, smiling reassuringly: "Wife, I didn't agree to you going to Commander Lu's house in the first place."

Jiang Yue suddenly looked up at Cheng Changzheng and roared, "How will you know if you don't try?"

"You've tried it, and then what?" Cheng Changzheng's voice was completely flat.

"It's because Gu Yihan is so stubborn. No matter how we ask, she just pretends not to know," Jiang Yue muttered under her breath.

Cheng Changzheng glanced at Jiang Yue indifferently and said, "No wonder you're not tall; your cunning is holding you down."

“You’re tall, you’re tall, a complete brute.” Jiang Yue shouted at the top of her lungs.

Cheng Changzheng wasn't angry. He held her hand and smiled, saying, "You were angry with me for not letting you go to Commander Lu's house. Even after you went, you were still angry with me when you came back."

He sighed and said, "Tell me, isn't my life miserable?"

Jiang Yue glanced at him with red eyes: "I'm doing this all for you, for this family."

Cheng Changzheng did not take Jiang Yue's words to heart.

Now that I'm a deputy regimental commander, even if I retire and return to my hometown, their lives won't be too bad.

Patting her back, he comforted her, "Don't worry, Commander Lu is a fair man. The fact that he didn't recommend me just proves that your man isn't capable enough."