Song Zhiting's vacation is coming to an end soon.

Looking at his wife happily helping him pack his luggage, Song Zhiting asked, "Do you really want me to leave?"

Zheng Baozhu was stunned for a moment, then showed an expression of reluctance.

"How is that possible? Of course I don't want to leave you, but as a glorious military wife, I have to understand you and support your work."

To show her sincerity, Zheng Baozhu stood on tiptoe and kissed Song Zhiting.

It was impossible to just kiss and be done with it, so Song Zhiting held his little wife and put her on the bed.

As her sensitive neck was kissed, Zheng Baozhu remembered that her waist was still sore.

"In broad daylight, someone will come."

Song Zhiting did not stop: "They are not so ignorant."

Seeing Song Zhiting's hand touching the buttons of her clothes, Zheng Baozhu hurriedly pushed him away and got up.

"You have to go back to the army tomorrow morning. I'll make you some more delicious food to take with you."

Song Zhiting pushed him down again: "No need, you are enough for me."

Zheng Baozhu pushed his chest with both hands: "No, I feel so distressed when I think that you won't be able to eat or drink well when I'm not by your side."

"You really feel sorry for me?"

"Uh-huh."

Song Zhiting kissed her lovingly and said, "I'll come back to see you soon."

Zheng Baozhu shook her head: "You are busy with work, it is not easy to ask for leave, I will take the train to visit you when I have time."

Song Zhiting looked at Zheng Baozhu and said, "You have been acting a little abnormal recently."

Chupa Chups blinked her big innocent eyes and said, "No, what's wrong?"

"You were too enthusiastic last night, and now you want me to leave immediately."

Zheng Baozhu blushed, feeling a little guilty: "How could that be?"

Song Zhiting helped her up: "Since you want to make delicious food for me, then I'll trouble my wife to make some more chicken feet and chicken legs. The soldiers in the camp have been thinking about it for a long time."

Zheng Baozhu quickly got out of bed: "I'll go buy it right away."

Watching his little wife running away, Song Zhiting smiled and shook his head.

…

After a busy whole day, Zheng Baozhu made two large cardboard boxes of food.

Song Zhimei looked at the two large boxes full of delicious food and reached out to take one, but was slapped on the hand by Song Zhiting.

She immediately complained to Zheng Baozhu: "Second sister-in-law, look at how stingy my second brother is."

Zheng Baozhu smiled and said, "I left this for you in the kitchen. You need to take this back to the army to share."

Song Zhimei gave Song Zhiting a cold look and said, "Second sister-in-law is still good to me."

When she went into the kitchen to get them, Song Zhimei asked, "Second sister-in-law, can I get a few more?"

Song Zhiting asked: "Can you finish all that?"

Zheng Baozhu patted Song Zhiting's arm: "If she can't finish it, there are others."

"who?"

"Zhimei is the same age as me, and I'm already married, so it's not normal for her to be in a relationship."

Song Zhiting frowned: "Whose family is this kid from? Where does he live? What job does he do?"

Calling Song Zhimei out: "Are you in a relationship?"

Song Zhimei shook her head: "No!"

Song Zhiting pointed at the chicken legs and chicken feet in her hands and said, "Who are you going to give these to?"

"I'm on the night shift and I'm eating with my colleagues."

Song Zhiting wanted to ask more, but Song Zhimei took her things and ran back to her room.

…

After a busy day, Zheng Baozhu was tired at night. She didn't want to move at all and just lay down on the bed and wanted to sleep.

Song Zhiting kissed Zheng Baozhu's face, which felt a little itchy, so Zheng Baozhu pushed him away impatiently.

"Wife, I have to leave tomorrow morning."

Zheng Baozhu nodded and continued to sleep.

Song Zhiting continued to kiss her, and kissed her neck: "I won't be able to see you for a long time."

Zheng Baozhu hummed again and muttered, "Let's go..."

Seeing that his wife was very sleepy and did not respond to him, Song Zhiting had to give up, kissed her forehead, and hugged her in his arms.

The next day, Zheng Baozhu woke up with Song Zhiting before dawn.

"You should sleep a little longer."

Zheng Baozhu put on her clothes and said, "No need to sleep. I'll take you to the train station."

Seeing that his wife was so reluctant to leave him, Song Zhiting thought that she must have been too tired last night.

…

In the following days, the sales of spicy strips were good, and Zheng Baozhu hired another 10 employees.

When Chen Lifang saw her daughter hiring workers to renovate the courtyard house they had bought, she asked, "This house is not for living, it's just for storing spicy noodles, isn't it a waste to renovate it?"

Zheng Baozhu said: "I will definitely live here in the future, so I will decorate it in advance."

"You want to stay at home, there are rooms in the backyard of the store."

"The courtyard is spacious, and the children will have plenty of space to play in it. When it's finished, you can all move in here."

Chen Lifang asked happily: "Are you pregnant?"

"No, I mean when we have children in the future."

Speaking of children, Zheng Baozhu asked: "Mom, if I give birth to a child alone, can you accept it?"

"What's so unacceptable about this? Don't worry, when you give birth, your mother-in-law and I will be by your side and won't leave you alone."

"You didn't understand what I meant. What I meant was that if I were single, I would give birth to a child and raise it myself without a father."

Chen Lifang didn't understand: "You are married, how can you be single?"

"Didn't I divorce Zhiting some time ago? We haven't remarried yet, so I'm single."

"Then wait until Zhiting comes back next time and you guys complete the formalities."

"I don't want to remarry."

"Why? Wasn't your divorce fake?"

"It's true if the divorce certificate is pulled out."

"Is Zhiting not good to you?"

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