Yu Yao didn't expect that these words would reach Sun Yu.

As expected, there are no secrets when it comes to gossip between men and women.

Don't be fooled by her flirtatious talk; she's just a little reserved. If she were to openly express it, she'd be a bit embarrassed.

But they couldn't reveal that Lu Ze was incapable, so they could only make up some excuse to cover it up.

“You know that Sister Sun, she’s like a machine in the factory. You can’t just use her all the time. You have to pay attention to maintenance to avoid breaking her.”

Sun Yu agreed, "You're right. There's no such thing as land that's been over-cultivated, only oxen that have died from exhaustion. Men need to be taken care of, so don't overwork your Commander Lu..."

At this point, Sun Yu suddenly stopped, looked outside the truck, and called out, "Commander Lu!"

The two were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't notice the truck had stopped.

Yu Yao suddenly turned around.

Sure enough, she saw Lu Ze's dark eyes looking at her, clearly indicating that he had also heard what they had just said.

The person involved overheard Sun Yu talking to his partner about whether he was good at cricket fighting. Even though Sun Yu had been married for many years, he was still a little embarrassed and whispered to Yu Yao, "I'll send the things to you later."

After saying that, Sun Yu got out of the car and left.

There were only two people in the enclosed space of the truck. Yu Yao awkwardly laughed it off and asked, "Lu Ze, when did you get here?"

Lu Ze glanced at her and said casually, "Not long, probably around the time you said that people are like machines, they can't just be used without maintenance."

Yu Yao: "..."

What's the difference between this and listening to the whole thing?

Yu Yao's gaze fell on his hand, and seeing that it was bandaged again, she changed the subject: "How is your injury?"

Lu Ze glanced at the gauze. "It's nothing. The wound has scabbed over after applying medicine."

I didn't mention at all that my wounds had reopened and needed to be re-bandaged multiple times during the disaster relief efforts; if I did, she would definitely worry.

There are many things to do after the typhoon, and it was already quite an achievement that Lu Ze was able to find time to pick her up. After taking her home, he was called away again.

Yu Yao went back to her room to get her shower ticket and took a hot shower in the bathroom.

The kitchen and water room were partially damaged by the typhoon. After the typhoon, they were repaired and hot water was installed, which will make it more convenient for people in the military factory and military compound to take showers.

After taking a shower, Yu Yao took a basket of fresh vegetables that she had picked earlier and rode her bicycle to the shipyard's residential compound.

The shipyard's residential compound consists of newly built buildings with strong typhoon resistance, so Yu Yao wasn't worried about Wu Wanying and the others' safety.

Everyone in the residential compound knows her now. People greet her when they see her on the way, and they are all very envious when they see the fresh vegetables she is carrying.

After the typhoon, the beachcombing yielded a good harvest, but the biggest shortage was vegetables.

The family compound doesn't have any private plots of land, so every household buys their vegetables from the market. With the typhoon disrupting things, they've been eating potatoes and sweet potatoes for several days now.

Wu Wanying knew that Yu Yao was coming today, so she stood on tiptoe at the door early in the morning to look out. When she saw Yu Yao, she quickly said to Cui Zhizhou, who was wearing an apron and cooking inside, and Wu Huaiqing, who was helping out, "She's here, she's here, our daughter is back."

Cui Zhizhou came out with a spatula, saw Yu Yao, and smiled, "Yu Yao, the support troops have worked hard these past few days. Dad made chicken soup for you and Lu Ze. I made two chickens in total. You can eat one for lunch, and take the other one back with Lu Ze."

The old hen was bought by Cui Zhizhou from the production team after the typhoon, and it was slaughtered this morning.

The stewed soup is clear in color, with yellow oil droplets floating on top, and it emits an enticing aroma.

The old hen is stewed in a clay pot for several hours until the meat is tender and the bones are soft, and all the essence is infused into the soup. Paired with mushrooms from Qin Province, the taste is incredibly delicious.

Old hen soup. (Photo included)

Yu Yao drank two large bowls before she felt slightly satisfied.

Cui Zhizhou's thin face was full of smiles as he picked up a chicken leg and put it in Yu Yao's bowl. "Eat more. You've lost weight since I last saw you."

Wu Wanying, recalling Wu Huaiqing's matchmaking, said to Yu Yao, "An auntie in the family compound introduced Huaiqing to someone. He's coming over next weekend, so remember to bring Lu Ze back for dinner that day."

Yu Yao nodded, "I understand, we'll definitely come back. Do you know what kind of people the woman's family is?"

Wu Huaiqing said, "She is a shop assistant at Guangcheng Department Store, a year younger than me, and her family is from an island. The matchmaker said she is pretty, gentle, and has a good temper."

Yu Yao thought it sounded pretty good and was actually looking forward to meeting next weekend.

The family finished dinner in harmony and happiness.

It was already dark, and Yu Yao, worried that the house hadn't been cleaned yet, decided not to stay overnight.

Before she left, Wu Wanying and Cui Zhizhou packed another stewed chicken for her, along with a lot of other food, and instructed Wu Huaiqing to make sure she was taken to her family.

There were many people in the residential compound, and the two of them chatted as they pushed their bicycles.

"Don't worry about the canned food development. This typhoon has disrupted our plans, and the factory plans to postpone the competition until before the Lunar New Year."

"That's great! With more time, I can also do some research and development on canned goods. Brother, this is what I'm planning to do..."

Yu Yao briefly introduced her research findings to Wu Huaiqing, who affirmed her ideas.

“Your idea is excellent. Hong Kong merchants do account for the majority of canned goods transactions at the Canton Fair. Based on past data, the demand for canned goods is expected to rise further next year. If you can attract this group of merchants, the position of class leader is definitely yours.”

Wu Huaiqing was a key member of the food factory, and with his words, Yu Yao felt much more at ease.

"By the way, brother, has there been any news from Zhou Qiang lately?"

Wu Huaiqing shook his head. "He's been busy coordinating with the farm lately and hasn't had time to bother me. Don't worry about this. I'm gathering evidence. Every year, the factory has a batch of canned goods with discrepancies in quantity, and I suspect it's related to Zhou Qiang."

If he is indeed connected to Zhou Qiang, he will be in deep trouble. He embezzled state assets and, once the evidence is conclusive, he will go to jail.

...

The typhoon affected more than a dozen production teams. Thanks to the joint rescue and relief efforts by the island's revolutionary committee and the military, the casualties were not serious.

The food factory has also resumed operations.

Early in the morning, Yu Yao rode her bicycle to the factory. Along the way, she could see fallen coconut trees around the beach, and rotten green coconuts scattered everywhere.

As soon as I arrived at the workshop, I ran into Fang Qiaoqiao, who was also coming to work, and not long after, I ran into Wan Xiaozhen.

Early in the morning, Yu Yao and Fang Qiaoqiao did not want to have a conflict with Wan Xiaozhen, but to their surprise, she took the initiative to come forward, with a hint of smugness and arrogance in her eyes.

"Yu Yao, I heard your man is also from the Third Regiment? Maybe you'll have to call me 'Company Commander's Wife' from now on."

After saying that, she turned her big butt and walked into the changing room with her head held high.

Yu Yao and Fang Qiaoqiao looked at each other in bewilderment.

Fang Qiaoqiao glanced at Wan Xiaozhen's retreating figure: "Commander's wife? Has she gone mad again?"