Chapter 92 Trying Something New

The low hum of the ferry engine reached my ears.

In a half-dreaming, half-awake state, she vaguely felt someone brush away a few strands of hair brushing against her face with their fingertips.

Her heart softened, and even her dreams became tender.

After an unknown amount of time, Qiao Wanyin heard a voice in her ear.

"Wanyin, wake up, we're almost there."

She slowly opened her eyes, and before her was a golden expanse.

Sunlight streamed in obliquely through the car window, illuminating her face.

There is a small island outside the window.

The ship slowly entered the port.

Qiao Wanyin could clearly see several navy men in neat uniforms standing on the shore, waving.

Fu Li'an gently reached out and helped her tidy her hair, which was already somewhat messy from the sea breeze.

"We're going to live here from now on."

Qiao Wanyin grasped his slightly warm hand in return, and the corners of her mouth lifted gently.

She nodded gently, and the two walked together out of the cabin, taking their first step into a new life.

The moment I stepped out of the cabin.

The sea breeze blew in, gently brushing against my cheeks, bringing a damp, salty smell of the sea.

"Commander Fu!"

He naturally took the heavy luggage from Fu Lian'an's hands and said firmly, "Welcome back!"

Immediately afterwards, two soldiers who looked slightly younger also stepped forward.

"Hello, sister-in-law!"

The two men bowed to her in unison.

Qiao Wanyin smiled slightly, her expression gentle, and nodded softly, replying gently, "Hello everyone."

Her eyes were filled with tenderness.

Fu Lian glanced around, then asked the soldier, "Is the vehicle ready?"

The young soldier stood up straight, chest out and head held high, and replied crisply, "Reporting to the commander, the vehicle has stopped ahead, please rest assured."

The car started smoothly and slowly moved forward along the winding mountain road of the island.

Qiao Wanyin leaned against the car window, gazing into the distance through the glass.

In the distance lies a deep blue sea.

The sandy beach is white and soft, stretching quietly to the horizon.

The coconut trees swayed gently in the sea breeze.

"This place is so beautiful!"

Qiao Wanyin couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of her heart.

Fu Li'an listened to her words and the corners of his lips turned up slightly.

"There will be plenty of opportunities to see it in the future."

He paused for a moment, then smiled softly.

"Besides, our home is halfway up the mountain, and the scenery there is even better."

About twenty minutes later, the car slowly came to a stop in front of a small courtyard with white walls and red tiles.

The house has a clean and simple exterior.

Two guards with guns stood straight at the entrance to the courtyard.

Upon seeing their arrival, they immediately stepped forward in unison, hands close to their sides, and saluted crisply with resolute and solemn eyes.

Qiao Wanyin stared wide-eyed in surprise, looking at everything before her with some astonishment, her lips slightly parted.

"Is this where we live?"

She originally thought that military dormitories were the kind of dormitory buildings with bunk beds neatly arranged and more than a dozen people living together.

The environment must be extremely ordinary, with very basic facilities.

But when she stood in front of the gate of this small courtyard, she realized that she was completely wrong.

Before me stood a simple, ancient wooden door.

Inside the gate is a small, separate courtyard.

It is nestled among green trees, quiet and clean.

Fu Lian nodded slightly and explained calmly.

"According to military regulations, officers at the regimental level and above are entitled to separate quarters. Shall we go in and take a look?"

As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at her, his eyes questioning.

Qiao Wanyin nodded.

The two of them stepped forward together and pushed open the old green wooden door, which was mottled but still sturdy.

As soon as the door opened, the scene before her eyes made her involuntarily exclaim "Ah!"

An old banyan tree stands prominently in the courtyard.

A set of stone table and chairs was placed under the old tree.

Directly in front are three spacious main rooms made of blue bricks.

There are two side rooms on the left and right sides.

Echoing the main house, the entire courtyard is neat, orderly, clean, and tidy.

Fu Lian stood in the courtyard, looking around as he continued, "The main house has a layout where the living room and bedroom are connected. The room on the left is the kitchen, and the room on the right is used as a storage room. There is also open space in the back, which you can arrange as you like."

Upon hearing the news that "there is still vacant land available," Qiao Wanyin's eyes lit up immediately.

She had been observing the interior of the house, but no longer had time to look at the rooms, and quickly turned around.

He walked towards the small wooden door in the backyard in a few steps.

There was an old-fashioned manual water pump standing next to it, with two tin buckets on the well platform.

There are also a few commonly used farm tools.

"This is fantastic!"

Qiao Wanyin couldn't hide her excitement, her face beaming with a smile.

"From now on, we can grow our own fruits and vegetables! Not only will we be able to eat fresh vegetables, but we can also experience the joy of farming!"

As she spoke, she began to think about what to plant.

Just as she was getting excited, a woman's voice suddenly came from outside.

"Commander Fu, are you home?"

The sound came from the courtyard gate.

Qiao Wanyin subconsciously turned her head and looked in the direction of the wooden door.

A tall, beautiful young girl stood outside the door, dressed in a neat and crisp costume of the performing arts troupe, with two thick braids hanging neatly in front of her chest.

Upon seeing the person who had arrived, Fu Li'an nodded slightly.

"Comrade Zhong Wen, is there something you need?"

As Zhong Wen stepped into the courtyard, she smiled and looked Qiao Wanyin up and down, a hint of scrutiny and inquiry flashing in her eyes.

Then, she handed over a bamboo basket.

"I heard that Commander Fu is back today, so he specially brought some fresh vegetables. They are grown on our island, so please have a taste."

The basket contained several kinds of bright green leafy vegetables with plump leaves.

When Qiao Wanyin took the bamboo basket, she noticed that there seemed to be something hidden in Zhong Wen's eyes as she looked at Fu Li'an.

She smiled.

"Thank you, Comrade Zhong. Since you're already here, why don't you come in and have a seat?"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Wen gently shook her head, her lips still curved in a smile.

"No, I'm just delivering something."

The tone was light and cheerful, but also slightly deliberate.

She turned her head and looked at Fu Lian.

"Everyone is happy that you're back. Our troupe has a performance next Wednesday, and the leaders specifically said that they want you to come and see it."

"I need to help my wife adjust to the new environment, so I might not be able to attend many events."

Zhong Wen's smile faltered.

She then smiled again.

"Oh, that's a real pity."

As soon as she finished speaking, she calmly raised her eyes.

The brush swept from Qiao Wanyin's hair bun all the way down to her collar.

Then it slowly moved down, landing on the clothes she was wearing.

That gaze was light and airy, yet it seemed to carry a ruler, secretly measuring something in its heart.

Memories surfaced like scenes from an old film reel.

She had secretly liked Fu Li'an in the past.

I even fantasized about dancing on stage one day.

Turn around, and he will be waiting for you under the light.

She had also planned to confess her feelings at the right time.

Gently offer up the affection in your heart.

But at that crucial moment, something happened to Fu Lian.

She didn't inquire about the specifics, only vaguely hearing a few keywords.

At the time, considering various factors and to avoid suspicion, she decisively chose to distance herself from him.

During that period, she suppressed her feelings and hid her affection deep in her heart.