"Isn't Chen Na her biological daughter?" Li Chu asked, stroking his wife's hair.

"How could that be? I've met her mother; she's a spitting image of her."

“They are all their own children, so why can they not even go to see their daughters when they give birth?” Li Chu had never understood these people who held patriarchal views.

What's wrong? Do you have a throne to inherit, or do you have mountains of gold and silver?

Isn't her daughter her own flesh and blood? How could this mother be so heartless as to ignore her own daughter?

Ding Qiunan leaned against her husband's chest and slowly shook her head: "I don't know what her family is thinking. After you left the night she gave birth, Nana was secretly crying."

I thought she was feeling unwell, but after asking her, I found out she was heartbroken because she hadn't seen her family.

"Sigh, it's a good thing our parents treat her well, and Jianguo also cherishes his wife, otherwise she would be in big trouble."

Li Chu was speechless; what could she do when faced with such a family member from her mother's side?

"Ding-dong ding-dong..."

A sudden, urgent doorbell rang.

"Who is it? Why is the doorbell ringing like that?" Ding Qiunan slowly got up from her husband, grumbling in dissatisfaction.

Li Chu chuckled and patted his wife's backside: "Let's go take a look."

The dogs, who were sleeping in the living room, had already run to the front yard when the doorbell rang.

Ding Qiunan put on her slippers, straightened her clothes, and then walked out of the living room.

Li Chu also sat up, picked up the vest he had just taken off, and put it back on.

"Li Chu, Li Chu, come quick, come quick and see!"

Ding Qiunan's anxious shouts came from the front yard.

Upon hearing his wife's call, he didn't even bother to put on his slippers and ran out barefoot.

As soon as he crossed the covered walkway to the front yard, he saw his nephew, Wang Jiadong, sitting on a chair in the yard, his right arm dangling limply, his whole body covered in dirt.

There was also a young man standing next to him, who was also wearing a blue police uniform.

Ding Qiunan was anxiously looking back at the connecting corridor.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her husband running over.

"Li Chu, come quick and take a look, it seems like Jia Dong's arm is broken."

Sitting in the chair, Wang Jiadong endured the pain and forced a smile.

The man next to Li Chu snapped to attention and saluted as he approached, saying, "Greetings, Commander!"

Li Chu walked up to them, nodded to the man first, and then looked at his nephew and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Uncle, we were just arresting a suspect, and it happened by accident."

Li Chu reached out and touched it, then relaxed: "It's okay, it was dislocated, but it'll be fine once it's put back in place. Does it hurt now?"

"It hurts," Wang Jiadong nodded, sweat pouring down his forehead.

Li Chu placed one hand on his shoulder and the other on his arm.

Does your mom know?

"I don't know, I came directly to you."

"It seems that Xiao Juan doesn't know either."

"Yeah, I haven't gone back to the station yet."

Li Chu looked up at the gate; it wasn't closed.

"Hey, Xiaojuan, you're back!"

Upon hearing his uncle's words, Wang Jiadong hurriedly turned around to look.

Even Ding Qiunan and the other comrade were drawn to look towards the main entrance.

Wang Jiadong had just turned his head away when he heard a "click".

By the time he realized he had been tricked by his uncle, Li Chu had already withdrawn his hand.

"Alright, don't move around. It'll be fine tomorrow. But you should think about how you're going to explain this to your mom and Xiaojuan tonight."

"That's it?"

The man next to Wang Jiadong looked at his arm in disbelief. "That was too fast! It didn't even take ten seconds. Didn't they even need to take an X-ray?"

Wang Jiadong had no doubt about his uncle's words. He slowly raised his arm and moved it from side to side. It was indeed better. Now, apart from the soreness, it didn't hurt anymore.

Seeing that he still wanted to move, Li Chu shook his hand: "Alright, stop moving."

"Uncle, should we apply some medicine or something?"

"No need, why apply medicine? Let me give you an acupuncture, it'll help you heal faster."

Ding Qiunan, who had been standing to the side watching curiously, heard her husband's words, turned around and went into the east wing of the front yard, and took out several sterilized acupuncture needles.

Sword Comes

They unbuttoned Wang Jiadong's clothes, exposing his right shoulder blade, and casually inserted two needles into it.

"Qiu Nan, pour them both a glass of water."

"Oh, right, I forgot."

"Uh, sir, no need to pour water."

Li Chu looked at the somewhat reserved young police officer, smiled, and pointed to the stool next to him, saying, "It's alright, his needle won't be removed for another half hour. Please sit down."

After saying that, Li Chu looked at his nephew and said, "Jiadong, you still have to be careful no matter what you do! It's okay that it's just a dislocation this time, but what if it's a fracture?"

"I understand, Uncle. I will definitely be more careful in the future."

At this moment, Ding Qiunan walked over with a cup and placed it on the table in front of them.

"Jiadong, why don't you and your colleagues grab some food here?"

"Auntie, no, we have to go back to the station. Things aren't finished there yet."

"Hasn't Xiaojuan gotten off work either?"

"Yes, she can only leave work after we return all the equipment."

"Sigh, you guys have to work overtime every day, when will it ever end?"

Wang Jiadong chuckled but didn't reply.

His colleague next to him picked up his cup, took a sip of water, and while he was drinking, he looked at Li Chu and then at Ding Qiunan.

"Too young," he would remark every time he met Wang Jiadong's uncle and aunt.

Just by looking at his face, Wang Jiadong seems to be older than his uncle and aunt.

Half an hour passed quickly. Li Chu removed the needles and let Wang Jiadong move around a bit more.

"Oh, Uncle, it doesn't hurt at all anymore!"

"You still need to be careful. It's best not to exert yourself for the next day or two."

"Okay, Uncle, we're off now. We have a lot of things to do at the bureau."

"Alright, go on!"

Goodbye, Auntie.

...

"Honey, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you." Watching Wang Jiadong and his colleague walk away, Li Chu turned around and locked the door.

"Let's make some noodles. I had that oily noodle dish you mentioned last time, it was pretty good and easy to make."

"Oil-splashed noodles, right?"

"Yes, yes, it's oil-splashed noodles. Where did you learn to eat this?"

"This is how they eat it in Qin Province."

"Oh, you learned that back in Nanniwan."

Back then, we couldn't afford oil-splashed noodles; we were lucky to have some mixed grain noodles.

Li Chu muttered to himself, this was something he liked to eat in his previous life.

Back in the courtyard, I washed my hands at the sink and then went into the kitchen to start kneading dough.

Ding Qiunan stood at the kitchen door, her face beaming with happiness.