In response to Gu Qingqing's affectionate confession, Chu Dai took her home and expressed his love with his own actions.

Between the ups and downs, he whispered in her ear: "Wife."

"I love you so much."

Have a good night.

In the morning, the guards brought food from the cafeteria. Chu Yuan ate his allowance. He drank seafood porridge slowly and said to his son, "We will land on the island tomorrow. Take Qingqing to have a good look around Nanyang today. Get everything ready."

"I know." Chu Dai's attitude was lukewarm.

Gu Qingqing wanted to ease the relationship between father and son. Just yesterday, she said that she wanted to cook for Chu Dai in the future. She held the bowl and looked at Chu Yuan with a smile: "Dad, I will cook at home at noon. Can you come home to eat?"

"Qingqing, can you cook?" Chu Yuan gave her face: "Dad will definitely come back. We won't eat in the cafeteria at noon."

Chu Dai swallowed the words when they came to his lips. He slowly stirred the shrimp porridge in the bowl with the spoon, thinking that he really shouldn't be the only one to bear this sin.

After breakfast, Gu Qingqing excitedly pulled the man out of the door. Chu Dai followed her closely. Seeing that she was going to the grocery store, he reached out and grabbed her.

"Let's go to the photo studio first."

"Hmm?" Gu Qingqing was puzzled. "Are we going to take pictures?"

The man nodded, "Take two photos, send one to Yancheng, and leave the other in the military area. Ask Zhao to come and pick it up when the time comes."

Gu Qingqing blinked, understood his thoughts, felt warm in her heart, and followed him to the photo studio.

The photo studio here is state-owned. The person taking the photo is a tall and thin young man, not very old, and looks about the same age as them.

"Are the newlyweds here to take wedding photos?" The young man asked with a smile when he saw how intimate they were.

Chu Dai nodded, "How long will it take to develop the photos?"

"It'll take about ten days or half a month. If you're in a hurry, there's nothing I can do." The young man said helplessly, holding up his hands.

“Are you going to leave this place?”

"Well, something happened." Chu Dai didn't say it clearly.

However, the guy taking the photo was a man who had seen a lot of people. This place was next to the military area, and he had a rough idea of ​​the man's identity from the way he stood and the way he consciously scanned the environment and windows inside the house when he came in.

"We can mail it, or you can have someone come pick it up."

"Sure." Gu Qingqing looked at the photos taken in the transparent glass of the photo studio counter and said with a smile: "Brother, the photos taken here are very good. Let's take them here."

Chu Dai's eyes softened, "Okay."

The young man took them to the white wall, holding a Seagull 120 camera in his hand, and pointed it at them: "Come closer, men, smile, and women, hold back your smiles, it's too dazzling."

Chu Dai stretched out his hand and put his arm around the woman's waist. Gu Qingqing slightly restrained her smile and leaned on his shoulder. Her clear eyes were big and bright. Although she didn't smile with her teeth showing, the happiness between her eyebrows almost overflowed.

The man glanced sideways at the little woman next to him, a smile appearing on his lips.

The young man captured this scene, and when the man raised his eyes to look at him, he took several more photos in succession.

"Okay, comrade, stop standing there. That's enough." The young man took out the film roll and said, "How many copies do you want? Do you want someone to pick them up or do you want us to mail them to you?"

"Two servings," Gu Qingqing blurted out.

Chu Dai rubbed her head, looked at her lovingly, and said, "Please help me rinse four copies."

"Okay."

Gu Qingqing asked in confusion: "Brother, why four copies? You can just keep one at home and send one back to Datunzi Village."

"Leave one copy for my eldest brother and second brother as well." The man paid and filled in the address on the paper: "Please mail these two copies separately for me. There are two addresses. I will have someone pick up the remaining two copies in half a month."

Gu Qingqing didn't expect him to be so thoughtful, and she felt more and more that her man was the best in the world.

"Okay." The young man locked the money in the drawer and confirmed the address: "The Wudi Production Team and the Border Town Construction Corps in Datunzi Village, Yancheng, right?"

"Yes, thank you."

"Comrade, you are too polite. You are serving the people." The young man smiled and saw them out of the photo studio. He watched them walk away and then turned back.

Gu Qingqing went to the grocery store and bought half a pound of meat, then took the man to the market and bought oranges and green vegetables grown by the nearby production team, a handful of Chinese cabbage, two eggplants, a bag of peppers, and five pieces of tofu.

She took out money from her pocket and paid, letting the man carry everything. She found an orange, peeled it, put a slice into the man's mouth, and asked, "Is it sweet, brother?"

"Sweet?" Chu Dai followed her leisurely and replied lazily.

She smiled and ate a petal herself. Her eyebrows wrinkled and she stuck out her tongue. She pushed the man who was gloating beside her and said, "You lied to me again!"

"You are so easy to deceive." Chu Dai changed the subject: "There is no rice at home. Did you bring food?"

"I brought it." Gu Qingqing had indeed forgotten what happened just now, "Where is the food bureau?"

"Go straight ahead and turn left. I'm here, so go ahead without worry." The man pointed his chin forward, motioning for her to go first.

Following the man's instructions, she went to the food bureau and found the store. She used the food book to buy ten kilograms of rice and paid one yuan and fifty cents.

When she returned to the military area, she kept sighing: "No wonder my father listened to the aunt in the commune and agreed to let me transfer my household registration here. It turns out that commercial grain is like this."

The man followed her into the yard and listened to her mumbling. His heart was filled with joy, but he was a little scared when he thought about having lunch cooked by his wife.

Gu Qinglie is not here, and there is no one to fight with him. His father has already fallen into the trap, so how about pulling Chu Zhao in?

While he lowered his eyes to think, the things in his hands had been taken into the kitchen by the woman. He leaned against the door frame and watched her wash vegetables and cook.

In fact, it is still quite authentic. However, the big pot of bone soup looks good, smells good, and really makes you feel diarrhea after drinking it.

Gu Qingqing was cutting eggplants. She asked the man at the door, "Brother, is my brother's flight mission in the afternoon? How about you call him over for lunch?"

Chu Dai leaned against the door with his head raised and sighed, thinking to himself, "My wife, please let my brother go. Their meals are strictly controlled before they go on a mission. I'm afraid they won't be able to come."

"Oh." Gu Qingqing was obviously a little disappointed. Goudan had tasted the soup she made, but her eldest brother who loved her the most had never tasted the food she made herself.

Seeing that she was a little disappointed, Chu Dai decisively dragged his brother into the water: "A Zhao has nothing to do today, I will call him over."

"Okay." Gu Qingqing agreed readily, "Go ahead, I'll take care of the kitchen. I'll cook for you every day starting tomorrow."

"……OK."

When Gu Qingqing saw him leave, she looked at her watch. It was half past ten, so she still had time.

She moved neither fast nor slow, cutting the eggplant, then the pepper and chopping the meat. She used all the condiments such as oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, which were all available in the kitchen at home, but they had never been touched.

After all the vegetables are cut, add the rice and steam it in the pot.

Chu Dai had never taught her how to use a gas stove, and it was the first time she had seen one. However, she had always been good with her hands, and after a few attempts she was able to light the fire, put on the lid and started steaming rice.

She looked at the tofu in the bowl and recalled the scene of her uncle frying tofu during the Chinese New Year. She kept mumbling to herself: "First cut it diagonally into triangular pieces, then cut it thinner, add oil and fry it in the pan... add chili, minced meat, soy sauce, and finally salt... Is that right?"

She couldn't help shaking her head, "Is that so?"

Chu Zhao followed his brother in and saw his sister-in-law walking around in the kitchen, mumbling something and nodding her head from time to time. He suppressed his laughter and said, "I felt like I saw the old customer."

Chu Dai nodded, "They look a lot like brother and sister."

"Let's go sit in the living room and don't put too much pressure on my sister-in-law. Just take your time cooking. I'm not hungry either." Chu Zhao pulled Chu Dai to the sofa, turned on the TV, got close to the screen to change the channel, and then sat back on the sofa.

He lay there paralyzed as if he had no bones.

"Old Chu, has my sister-in-law cooked before?" He was still vaguely looking forward to it.

"I have done it." Chu Dai's mouth twitched, his white arm resting on the back of the sofa, and there was a light-colored scar on the inside of his right forearm where a bullet mark had passed.

"It should be delicious. Uncle Gu is a good cook. I see my sister-in-law has been learning from him in the kitchen recently. I guess she wants to cook for you."

Chu Dai was stunned for a moment. He hadn't noticed this. After the wedding, he got up early every morning to chop wood and make fire. In the morning, he followed his father-in-law to work in the team. In the afternoon, he went to the back mountain with Gu Xiong to chop wood. In the evening, he was teased by someone. He really didn't have the energy to take care of other things.

Life is too full.

There are too many brothers in the Gu family. Except for seeing her longer at night, the rest of the time she is pulled by different uncles to help the production team as the son-in-law of the Gu family.

He held his forehead with the back of his hand and sighed, "You'll know once you try it."

It's really hard to tell a lie.

Gu Qingqing was busy in the kitchen for an hour and a half. Chu Yuan returned from the headquarters just after twelve o'clock because he was worried about his daughter-in-law asking him to go home for dinner in the morning.

The people who usually wished they could live in the headquarters hurried around, which made the deputy commander and the army chiefs stunned. They looked at each other, holding their army green enamel cups, and were puzzled.

When they came back, the food was just on the table. Gu Qingqing's eyes lit up and she called out sweetly, "Dad is back?"

Chu Yuan rarely praised others: "I smelled the delicious food as soon as I arrived at the gate. What are you having for lunch?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Dai and Chu Zhao looked at each other and raised their eyebrows at the same time.

The only people who could make Commander Chu's attitude so gentle were his daughter-in-law Gu Qingqing and the Gu family.

"Braised eggplant, stir-fried cabbage, and minced pork with chili and tofu." Gu Qingqing counted on her fingers, "This is my first time cooking. I don't know if it tastes good. Dad, please try it."

As she spoke, she took Chu Yuan's arm and led him to sit down at the dining table. The guard saw her acting so intimately and subconsciously reached for his gun at his waist, but then realized that this was the girl from the Gu family, the chief's daughter-in-law, and let go of her hand.

Chu Yuan was also stunned, and only came to his senses when he was pressed on the table by Gu Qingqing. It had been a long time since anyone dared to get so close to him, let alone take direct action.

It seems that his daughter-in-law really regards him as her father and herself as a member of the Chu family.

Looking at the three plates of delicious food and the rice on the table, his heart warmed and he said sincerely, "My dear, it is a blessing for A-Dai to marry you."

Gu Qingqing handed him the chopsticks with a smile, glanced at the man who stood up from the sofa and walked over, and said proudly: "Dad is right, I think so too."