"What's wrong with you guys in the Construction Corps..." Jiang Sheng glanced at Chu Dai, who was not concerned about the matter, with dissatisfaction: "You too, there are so many bachelors in your Corps, and you don't care about them. Now that you have a wife, you don't care about the life and death of your comrades?"

Chu Dai didn't expect to be scolded like this, and was speechless: "I am a soldier, not a matchmaker."

"Now it's all under your control, Instructor Jiang. You are the one who should consider this matter. If you think it's okay, let them meet each other. If they like each other, file a marriage report. If not, find someone else."

"Don't, don't say that." Jiang Sheng waved his hands: "I am on the same level as you, I don't want to worry about what you don't care about."

"But since Yu Cheng's sister has spoken up about this, we have to be careful for her. She's the only sister left in his family, and there's nothing he can do as a brother." Jiang Sheng took a sip of water to moisten his throat, and continued, "Yu Cheng's father was from the Southern Military Region Field Army Group Army. He died a few years ago and made many contributions. We have to help him out of both emotion and reason."

"Well, you can help. If you like any of the Construction Corps, just tell me and I'll arrange a blind date for them." Chu Dai said calmly, "It's hard for me to intervene in this matter. I'm afraid of being gossiped about. You have a bunch of kids of your age and don't have to worry about anything. That's perfect."

Jiang Sheng frowned and said unhappily, "I got married early. If you really count, I'm only five, six, seven or eight years older than you."

Chu Dai smiled slightly, "I remember that when I was a child in the Southern Military Region, I was only about ten years old, and you got married."

"...Anyway, he's not much older than you." Jiang Sheng saw Gu Qingqing laughing beside him, rolled his eyes and didn't continue the topic: "Talk about the kid in the room, and the one outside. We can't let him lie next to the command post all the time, what a shame!"

"Didn't the Coastal Police Station send you a reply?" Chu Dai asked.

"I don't need to ask you after I get back." Jiang Sheng put down the enamel cup and put his hands on his knees: "You think that kid is not an enemy spy? He is only 11 or 12 years old, so it is easy for us to relax our vigilance. If he sneaks around the island, it will be useless. The coastal defense deployment will be exposed."

"Yeah." Chu Dai did not deny what he said: "Send a sentry to keep an eye on him. This kid does have some problems."

It's hard to say whether he is an enemy spy or not, but his background is definitely questionable. What is his relationship with the dead fisherman? He looks fair and tender and doesn't look like he has ever been to sea. Zhao Ze said that he had scars on his body when he changed his clothes last night.

He didn't tell Gu Qingqing about this because he was afraid that she would be sad.

There are too many suspicious points about this boy named Shen Sui.

"Okay." Jiang Sheng rubbed his face. "The typhoon has been too strong these past two days. We won't be going to the cave for now. You take people to repair all the damaged facilities on the island. My three naughty kids at home are going to make a fuss again if we can't go to class these few days."

"Got it." Because it was just a casual chat, Chu Dai was very casual. Seeing the woman finish her glass of water, he stood up and said, "If there's nothing else, we'll leave first. I'll give you the drawings of the missile loading and unloading bunker later."

"Okay." Jiang Sheng lazily leaned back in his chair. Seeing the couple was about to leave, he added, "Don't give birth to so many boys in the future. It's really killing you."

Chu Dai snorted and laughed, then tilted his head slightly towards Gu Qingqing.

Gu Qingqing understood what he meant and followed him out.

The typhoon was still blowing outside and it wouldn't stop any time soon, so the man took her back to the rest area in the camp, to the room next to Shen Sui.

The doors between the two rooms were connected. Chu Dai did not go inside, but entered the house from the other side with Gu Qingqing.

He was also a little tired, so he opened the quilt and pulled the woman to lie down, holding her in his arms, covered her with the quilt, closed his eyes, and said lazily, "Sleep for a while, wife. You don't have to cook lunch at noon. Zhao Ze will bring it to you."

Gu Qingqing nestled in his arms, feeling the man's body temperature, "But I just told A-di that I would cook for him at noon."

Chu Dai couldn't help but look at her, and laughed: "You, how can you be so honest?"

He sighed and held her waist tightly: "Okay, I'll take you back later."

Gu Qingqing uttered an unclear "hmm". The man rubbed her head and his breathing gradually became lighter.

She raised her head from his arms and saw his chin covered with blue stubble. She rubbed it with her fingers, feeling a little hesitant, but then pulled back.

After sleeping for two hours, Chu Dai closed his eyes, looked at his watch and saw it was half past eleven. The woman next to him had fallen asleep on top of him.

I'm afraid I won't be able to cook lunch when I go back.

His palm gently stroked her back, and the man stared at the lonely light bulb hanging from the ceiling with a flower cord.

The eyes are dark and unclear.

At twelve o'clock, Gu Qingqing woke up in a daze, subconsciously raised her hand to check the time, then "Wow" and quickly climbed off the man, complaining: "It's all because you're too warm, why didn't you call me, isn't it too late to cook now?!"

The man propped his head up with one hand and watched her rush out of bed to put on her shoes. "Zhao Ze has already brought the food over. They are all in the next room. I was afraid of disturbing us, so I knocked on the door and said something, but he didn't come in."

"Ah?" Hearing this, Gu Qingqing, who was sitting on the bed, took off her shoes again, climbed over the man, lifted the quilt and lay on him: "Then I'll go back to sleep for a while. I was too tired last night, and then you didn't come home, so I couldn't sleep until dawn."

This is a single bed, so she can only sit tightly against the tall man. Fortunately, he is thin and can leave her a little space.

Chu Dai asked with a smile: "Why are you tired? Are you tired from cooking? Or is it from doing something else?"

Gu Qingqing snorted coldly, "You ask even though you know the answer."

The man's right hand was lying on the pillow. She lay on his chest and saw the gauze on his palm along his long arm. "Do you want to change the bandage? Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Chu Dai smiled softly, "Zhao Ze is so surprised, it's just a shallow cut."

"You don't take yourself seriously." The pain in Gu Qingqing's eyes was obvious. "Don't touch water these days. You don't need to wash the dishes and clothes at home. What will you do when you need to dig a cave? Will you be able to do it?"

"There's nothing wrong with the back of your hand." Chu Dai smelled the soap scent of her hair, feeling at peace. "In half a month, the second batch of soldiers stationed on the island will arrive. There will be more people than the first time, so the pressure will be relieved a little by then."

The man rested his chin on her hair and said with some guilt: "Then I can come back early every night to sleep with you, and you don't have to be afraid."

"Well, I won't be afraid as long as you are here." Gu Qingqing fiddled with his button with her fingers. "I know you have your mission. You were in the Corps for border defense before, and now you have to strengthen coastal defense. I don't blame you for not having time to accompany me."

The man felt soothed and rubbed his chin against her hairy head. "Sleep a little longer. The food is in the thermal box. It won't be cold."

Gu Qingqing yawned sleepily, nodded, and fell asleep in his arms again.

She woke up again at 2:30 in the afternoon. She got up with the man. The typhoon outside was smaller than before. Chu Dai finished the sweet potato porridge left over from the morning and took his men to repair the facilities on the island.

The wooden stakes of the sentry post need to be reinforced, and the cave storage also needs to be checked.

Gu Qingqing never interfered with a man's work. She went to the next room and saw that the little boy was still in the same posture, as if he was defending something. She paused and stopped beside the bed.

In his hand was the vegetable porridge that Zhao Ze had brought him, still steaming.

"Brother." She called softly and sat down next to him. "Eat something."

Gu Qingqing has been living almost entirely at the camp these past two days. Due to the typhoon disaster two days ago, the coastal police station was unable to respond in time. Today, all the information they found was sent to the Baisha Island Command Post via telegram.

"The fisherman who died was named He Gui, 28 years old, and was Shen Sui's uncle. Shen Sui's father was a reconnaissance soldier in the Southern Military Region Tank Group Army. He died last year. His mother He Ying took him back to her parents' home. The family relationship was not good."

Jiang Sheng said to Chu Dai and Gu Qingqing: "Earlier this year, He Ying and his sister-in-law went to the mountains to pick mushrooms and fell off a cliff. They are gone."

Gu Qingqing couldn't help but clench her fists when she heard this. "Is it because his grandmother's family didn't like having these two people eat extra meals, so they killed them on purpose?"

"It's hard to say. Let the police station investigate." Jiang Sheng sighed, "I'm afraid this child can't go back. I didn't expect that his father was from the Southern Military Region and was the son of a martyr. Looking at his malnourished appearance, I really don't know where his father's pension went."

Although Shen Sui still had relatives, his aunt and grandmother would definitely blame him for his uncle's death if he went back. He had also seen the injuries on the child's body and could guess what kind of life he was living there.

Jiang Sheng was a comrade-in-arms with his father in the same military region, and he couldn't bear to send the martyr's orphans back to suffer.

"Did He Gui take him out to sea just to fish or did he want to kill someone?" Chu Dai suddenly spoke.

"I don't know. The man is dead and the kid won't talk. There's nothing to find out." Jiang Sheng said, "When the sea calms down in a couple of days, have He Gui sent back and Shen Sui can stay here."

"It's just that his affiliation is a bit of a problem now." Jiang Sheng was a little irritated: "He is only twelve years old and can't join the army. Otherwise, he can just join the army and stay on the island with us."

He walked back and forth, scratching his ears and cheeks all the time, "I can't take him home with my three little monkeys, otherwise I can just raise him as my own son. His father is a big shot, and I think this kid is not bad either."

When Jiang Sheng was worried, Gu Qingqing thought of the boy who was so calm that his body was covered with spikes, and felt distressed: "Brother, why don't we take him home?"

Chu Dai raised his eyebrows slightly, and seeing the pleading and tenderness in the woman's eyes, he was silent for a moment and said, "Okay."

Jiang Sheng couldn't help but remind them, "You two don't have a child yet. Is it appropriate for you to bring such a big child back home? I know you two have high allowances and your family doesn't lack for food. Think about it again and don't make a decision now."

Gu Qingqing tugged at the man's clothes, her eyes red.

"I don't want to think about it anymore," the man said in a deep voice, "We've raised Shen Sui."