"Honey!" She propped herself up on one arm and nudged Liu Dekai, who was fast asleep. "Honey! Get up, you have to go to the army today!"

There is a three-day wedding leave, but the choice of which three days to take is up to the individual.

Liu Dekai didn't choose the three days following his wedding, so he still has to go to the military base today.

"Hmm..." He opened his eyes.

"Honey, get up and make breakfast!" Mo Youyou reminded him.

Now it's just the two of them living alone. Mo Youyou can't cook, so Liu Dekai has to solve the problem of meals.

As for waking up early—

That's even more impossible.

Mo Youyou sounds nice, she's a female soldier, but in reality, she just got a nominal position in the army because of her father, the brigade commander. She's currently in the logistics group, where the work is easy, and she often takes advantage of her status as the brigade commander's daughter to slack off. The other female soldiers don't dare to really argue with her.

Therefore, Mo Youyou lived a very leisurely and comfortable life, just like her name suggests.

Unlike Liu Dekai, she doesn't have to report to the military base on time. She can sleep a little longer and get up later. Even if she is late, her superiors won't blame her.

"Hurry up, or you'll be late. I'm going to take a nap. Wake me up when you're done!" Mo Youyou quickly made the arrangements, then closed her eyes to prepare for a short nap.

She unconsciously recalled what happened in the living room last night...

Getting married is so interesting!

This is so much more interesting than when I was dating before!

Liu Dekai: "..."

Seeing the woman still fast asleep beside him, Liu Dekai felt a real headache coming on.

He's someone who works the early shift, so he has to make his own breakfast.

Do I still have to serve Mo Youyou?

Liu Dekai's face fell.

Last night I thought it would be good for my mother to move out, but now I feel it was a terrible mistake!

If Zhang Cuihua were home, she would definitely make breakfast, and he would only need to get up and eat what was ready. It's such a hassle for him!

“Youyou, how about we do it together—” Liu Dekai nudged the woman’s shoulder, trying to wake her up.

It's always faster for two people to do it together than for one person to do it alone.

Most importantly, Liu Dekai is doing all the work while Mo Youyou is fast asleep, which will make him feel resentful!

So even though Mo Youyou can't cook, he felt a little bit better when he asked her to cook.

However, Mo Youyou completely ignored it.

"Honey, stop messing around." Mo Youyou rolled over, clutching the blanket, dodging Liu Dekai's hand that was pushing her shoulder, and mumbled, "Go make dinner, I want to sleep a little longer..."

Liu Dekai: "..."

I'm so angry!

Because he woke up a little late, Liu Dekai was in a hurry. He couldn't afford to argue with Mo Youyou slowly, so he quickly got out of bed, got dressed, and then went to wash up and make breakfast.

Since he didn't have much time, Liu Dekai decided to just do something casually.

There's not even time to cook noodles and fry an egg.

"Youyou!" Liu Dekai called from the bedroom. "Get up, I made noodles. Come out and eat quickly, or they'll get soggy."

"Okay!" Mo Youyou then got up.

She wasn't late, so she wasn't in a hurry to wash up or change her clothes; she just wanted to fill her stomach first.

Wow! Honey, you're amazing! You can even cook noodles!

Before seeing anything, Mo Youyou started praising it, but when she saw the bowl of plain noodles with its bland broth, her face immediately fell.

You praised me too early!

What kind of breakfast is this?

Even without meat sauce, a fried egg will do!

"Honey, is this the noodles you cooked?" Mo Youyou sat down, looking rather unhappy.

"Yes, we're a bit rushed today, so please bear with it?" Liu Dekai said, thinking to himself that he had already done a good job, and Mo Youyou was trying to find fault.

Liu Dekai's cooking skills are just so-so.

It's edible enough that it won't upset his stomach, but if he's aiming for something that's perfect in color, aroma, and taste, that's wishful thinking. He'll need to practice for several years to achieve that.

"Okay..." Mo Youyou reluctantly picked up her chopsticks and put two noodles into her mouth.

Mo Youyou: "..."

Is this the taste?

“Honey, your cooking skills are really not that great. I used to think you were just being modest, but it turns out they’re really just average,” Mo Youyou said.

Saying "normal" is being too polite!

Liu Dekai: "..."

"I can't cook, and I don't plan to learn. From now on, we'll have to rely on you for our meals. Honey, you'd better work hard!"

Liu Dekai: "..."

"Try to practice more, and you'll be able to cook delicious food for me in a while!"

Liu Dekai: "..."

Did he marry a wife or invite a tyrant home?

It's really hard to say right now!

"Okay!" Liu Dekai was already annoyed, but he smiled and agreed, coaxing Mo Youyou, "I'll learn what you want to eat and make sure you're well fed."

"Honey, you're so sweet!" Mo Youyou felt incredibly happy and made a request, "Next time you cook noodles, could you add some meat sauce? If you're in a hurry, you could also add a fried egg. Otherwise, this plain broth is too bland and tasteless..."

"Okay, I'll do whatever you say," Liu Dekai agreed through gritted teeth.

He, a man who has to go to work at the military base on time, actually has to make breakfast for Mo Youyou, who can be late at will.

Such an easy nominal job would have made it much easier to take care of the family, but even after Mo Youyou got married, she still had to be the one being taken care of.

Does Liu Dekai feel comfortable about this?

Mo Youyou, oh Mo Youyou, she really has absolutely nothing to do with being virtuous!

She can't do anything right, yet she has a lot of demands!

If his mother were at home, at least she could share the housework. But now it seems that nine times out of ten, all the chores will fall on Liu Dekai's shoulders alone.

Suddenly, the already bland plain noodles became even more tasteless.

To be honest, Mo Youyou's salary is only fifty yuan a month, and she doesn't even know how to be considerate of herself...

Liu Dekai's expression remained unchanged, but he sneered inwardly.

Luckily he has a good father, otherwise, would he be able to tolerate someone like Mo Youyou?

Liu Dekai has his own plans.

He's currently only a deputy battalion commander, not high enough in rank. But once he gets promoted to regimental commander with Mo Cheng's help, things will be different.

He would never feel so frustrated as he does now.

He will repay Mo Youyou and the Mo family for everything he has suffered today, no matter what.

"Youyou, is that enough for you? I'll pick out some more for you," Liu Dekai said.

"That's enough!" Mo Youyou hugged the bowl and dodged away.

To be honest, I wasn't really full.

But with this taste, Mo Youyou had no reason to ask for a second bowl. She was already thinking about where to get some food when she got to the army later!

Actually, Liu Dekai himself knew that the noodles weren't very good...

He couldn't help but think of the breakfast his mother used to prepare when she was home. She would make all sorts of things like steamed buns and mantou with pickles, or fermented bean curd, steamed egg custard, or shredded pork noodles. She would have a different breakfast every day of the week. He missed it terribly!