Wu Meiyun hoped that Zhao Zhenzhu would bring the children to join Zhou Bingchen's army as soon as possible.

Guangzhou is over a thousand kilometers away from Zhoujia Village. Even if Ding Ermei was resentful, she couldn't possibly travel all that way to Guangzhou to cause trouble for Zhao Zhenzhu. Many conflicts between mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law arise from living too close together, accumulating over time.

Distance makes the heart grow fonder and can also ease tensions between mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law.

“Mom, Pearl’s relocation to the military base has been approved. If Pearl is willing, she can take the children to live with the troops first. I will ask Commander Zheng and his wife to take care of things. Anyway, I will return to the unit after I finish my advanced studies in Beijing. I just don’t know how long the advanced studies will take,” Zhou Bingchen said.

"I will not go with the army," Zhao Zhenzhu refused.

The words "I want a divorce" were on the tip of Zhao Zhenzhu's tongue, but she swallowed them back.

Zhao Zhenzhu was afraid of being beaten if she told Zhao Qingshan and his wife about the divorce in front of them.

Zhou Bingchen wasn't even a company commander before, but Zhao Zhenzhu insisted on marrying him.

For the past seven years, Zhao Zhenzhu has endured so much hardship in Zhoujia Village, working in the fields to earn work points and raising her child on her own.

Now that Zhou Bingchen has become a regimental-level cadre with a bright future, even if Zhou Bingchen agrees to divorce Zhao Zhenzhu at this time, Zhao Qingshan and his wife will not agree.

Therefore, if Zhao Zhenzhu wanted a divorce, she could only talk to Zhou Bingchen.

As long as the two of them secretly get things done, the die is cast. Even if Zhao Qingshan and Wu Meiyun are unhappy, it will only be for a while.

“Bingchen isn’t in the army, and Zhenzhu is unfamiliar with the area, so let her stay at home with the children for now,” Zhao Qingshan said.

"How about... we let Pearl take the children to the capital and accompany Bingchen in his studies?" Wu Meiyun always felt that Zhao Pearl should go with Zhou Bingchen.

Zhou Bingchen's injuries haven't healed yet! He needs someone to take care of him right now.

Isn't the relationship between husband and wife about supporting each other through thick and thin?

“Mom, military academies definitely can’t let people in and out freely. Maybe Zhou Bingchen and the others are in closed-campus learning and can’t even leave the campus for months! Please don’t give me bad advice.” Zhao Zhenzhu said with a long face.

"Yes, yes, yes, all the ideas I've given are terrible. You can come up with a better one yourself." Wu Meiyun was furious.

Her silly girl!

They're hopelessly stupid.

She sent Pearl to the capital with Bingchen, wasn't it all for Pearl's sake?

A 30-year-old regimental commander is an outstanding figure anywhere.

There are many big shots in Beijing.

With Pearl not by Bingchen's side, what if Bingchen catches the eye of some powerful family's daughter? All of Pearl's efforts over the years might have been in vain.

"Mom, we don't know the situation in Beijing yet. I'll find out how long the training will take after I register at the school. If it takes more than a year, I'll call back and have Pearl and the children go to Beijing." Zhou Bingchen quickly tried to smooth things over when he saw Wu Meiyun and Zhao Pearl arguing.

“Yes, yes, Bingchen is so thoughtful. Meiyun, if Bingchen only needs to study for a few months, Pearl won’t have to take the children to the capital. Jiakai is in school now! Schools there won’t accept him for just a few months,” Zhao Qingshan said.

"Alright, you can decide for yourselves! We old folks are just offering a suggestion." Wu Meiyun's expression finally softened.

After finishing his meal, Zhou Bingchen quickly went to wash the dishes.

Zhao Zhenzhu disliked him, so Zhou Bingchen seized the opportunity to make a good impression on his in-laws, hoping they would say a few good words for him at this crucial moment.

Something unexpected happened while I was sleeping last night.

Zhou Bingchen was about to go to sleep on the bamboo couch when Zhou Yunyun stopped him.

"Dad, you sleep here, Mom sleeps in the middle, and I'll sleep on the inside," Zhou Yunyun said, patting the spot next to the bed.

“Yunyun, your father’s arm is still injured! Let him sleep on the bamboo bed alone! We’re both restless sleepers, and it would be troublesome if we bumped into his wound.” Before Zhou Bingchen could speak, Zhao Zhenzhu hurriedly voiced her objection.

"No, no! Daddy's arm is on the outside, we'll sleep on the inside, we won't bump into each other." Zhou Yunyun disagreed.

“Yunyun, I mean just in case, just in case, you understand?” Zhao Zhenzhu tried to reason with her daughter.

"There's no such thing as 'what if,' there won't be any 'what if.'" Zhou Yunyun shook her head vigorously.

"Why are you so disobedient? What if your father's wound reopens? This hand will be useless. Do you want your father to become crippled?" Zhao Zhenzhu glared at him, her tone becoming fierce.

Zhou Yunyun stole a glance at Zhou Bingchen.

Behind Zhao Zhenzhu, Zhou Bingchen silently said "No" to Zhou Yunyun.

"I won't be crippled, Daddy won't become crippled. Mommy is lying." Zhou Yunyun was unhappy.

“Your dad definitely won’t sleep with us. But if he does, it’s hard to say,” Zhao Zhenzhu said, pursing her lips.

Zhou Bingchen winked at Zhou Yunyun.

"I want to sleep with my mom and dad! I want to sleep with my mom and dad!" Zhou Yunyun started making a fuss.

"Zhou Bingchen, are you behind this?" Zhao Zhenzhu turned around and asked sternly.

Zhou Yunyun glanced at Zhou Bingchen, which was caught by Zhao Zhenzhu's sharp eyes.

"No, no, how could I dare!" Zhou Bingchen touched his nose and said with an embarrassed smile.

"It'd better not be, otherwise, you can go back to your Zhoujia Village right now!" Zhao Zhenzhu said through gritted teeth.

“Mom is being unreasonable,” Zhou Yunyun complained.

"Will you listen to me? If you don't, you'll sleep with your grandparents tonight," Zhao Zhenzhu said sternly.

Zhou Yunyun still wanted to cause trouble.

Zhou Bingchen picked up Zhou Yunyun and put her on the bed, saying, "Yunyun, it's time to sleep."

“Dad…” Zhou Yunyun’s eyes were anxious.

"Pearl, Yunyun, goodnight." Zhou Bingchen patted Zhou Yunyun's head and turned to walk towards the bamboo couch.

Since Zhao Zhenzhu was unwilling, Zhou Bingchen did not want to force her.

"Mom, I want to ask you for ten little red flowers." Zhou Yunyun jumped up, stood on the bed, and said to Zhao Zhenzhu.

“Okay. You want to eat fried dough sticks, right? I’ll buy them for you when Grandma Hua sets up her stall at the next market.” Zhao Zhenzhu nodded and said.

Zhou Yunyun collected eighteen little red flowers.

Yesterday, Zhou Yunyun was telling Zhao Zhenzhu that she wanted to eat fried dough sticks. She said she would ask to buy them when she collected twenty little red flowers.

"I'm not eating fried dough anymore. I want to use ten little red flowers to exchange for Daddy sleeping with us tonight," Zhou Yunyun said with one hand on her hip and the other pointing at Zhou Bingchen, who had just sat on the bamboo couch. She spoke with great determination.

Zhao Zhenzhu was dumbfounded.

Ten little red flowers in exchange for Zhou Bingchen sleeping with you?

Yunyun's request really put Zhao Zhenzhu in a difficult position.

When Zhao Zhenzhu established the "Little Red Flower System," she only said that ten little red flowers could fulfill one requirement. She didn't say that it had to be for buying food, clothes, or other necessities.

According to the regulations, Zhou Yunyun's request was reasonable, and Zhao Zhenzhu had to comply.