When Zheng Deshan saw Lu Zhaolin approaching, he wanted to punch him, but he didn't bring himself to do it.

Forget it, I won't beat him up anymore.

I'd be a little reluctant to actually beat him up.

"Battalion Commander Zhou of Tian Shu Battalion has just been discharged and returned to his hometown. His house is now empty, and all the furniture is still there. It can be moved into after a simple tidying up."

"Why don't you take your wife there? The environment is quite nice."

"Qinghe, go and take a look. If you find anything missing or lacking, let me know later and I'll arrange it for you."

When Zheng Deshan faced Song Qinghe, his tone was noticeably different; he spoke very politely.

She seemed very easy to talk to, as if she could solve any problem Song Qinghe might have by simply saying a word.

This completely silenced Song Qinghe.

Lu Zhaolin was the same; Zheng Deshan was a typical loud-voiced, hot-tempered man, not an honest person at all.

He always treated everyone in the group with an arrogant attitude; in his own words, he looked down on people.

Who would have thought that they would treat Song Qinghe so well? This is not normal at all.

Lu Zhaolin: "Commander!"

Zheng Deshan: "Tuan Tuan Tuan, what the hell are you yelling about? I'm not deaf."

What he said was really infuriating; he's a classic example of someone who's just asking for trouble.

I should have been transferred to the cultural troupe as its head; at least then I wouldn't have been as annoying as these guys.

Zheng Deshan was getting angrier and angrier, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He couldn't possibly live with a bunch of women, and besides, none of them were as pleasing to the eye as Song Qinghe.

"Alright, hurry up and take your wife over to have a look. It's getting late, and you can still get whatever you need."

"If your wife comes to live with you in the military in the future, you can apply for the family compound again. Whether it's an apartment building or a bungalow with a yard, as long as there's one available, we'll arrange it!"

"Hmph, you didn't say that before." Lu Zhaolin remembered that a comrade's family member wanted to come and join him at the military base, and he happened to be in the office when the application was submitted.

It seemed he was dissatisfied with the floor he was assigned, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Zheng Deshan shut him down.

He implied that people were being nosy and came to him to nitpick.

If you can stay, stay; if not, get out.

His attitude at the time was extremely firm, and he didn't seem easy to talk to at all.

Lu Zhaolin saw that his comrade was about to cry, and he even laughed at him.

Unexpectedly, when it was his turn, Zheng Deshan's attitude changed.

But this is a good thing; they're speaking up for me.

Lu Zhaolin wasn't stupid; he wouldn't pass up a free benefit.

Before Zheng Deshan could even lash out, she turned and left with Song Qinghe.

Song Qinghe is a very sensible person; she remembers all the kindness others show her.

Since Zheng Deshan had already said that, she naturally wouldn't refute it.

Although I haven't come to join the army yet, there's no guarantee that I won't in the future.

Who can say for sure about these things?

Zheng Deshan's good attitude towards her is much better than his bad attitude.

Although this wasn't an official military assignment, it was still a chance to gauge the attitudes of the people on the island.

Especially Lu Zhaolin's immediate superior, Zheng Deshan, whose attitude was crucial.

Lu Zhaolin led Song Qinghe through a winding, tree-lined path, and soon arrived at the family compound. The whole process took about ten minutes.

People were already waiting there early on at the edge of the family compound.