The Military Compound Welcomes an Exotic Beauty in the 80s!

Zhou Nanyu from the military unit received two letters from his hometown.

The first letter: "Mom spent five hundred yuan at home to get you a beautiful wife. Hurry home, son!"

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Chapter 236 Promise me, live well

Chapter 236 Promise me, live well

The environment of the resident dormitories is different from that in the compound in Hebei Province. They are equipped with water heaters, and people go to the public bathhouse to wash. Since the team is full of rough men, there is only one bathhouse, and only men take baths in it.

If you encounter a family member like Rong Mei who comes to visit, you can only get hot water yourself and wipe yourself at home, or just hold it in and not wash.

Because it was close to the Kunlun Mountains, the weather had already started to get cold before September. There was no condition to take a bath at home, and Rong Mei was not a pretentious person, so she used the water Zhou Nanxu brought back to casually wipe her body.

The weather was cold, and after taking a shower she went straight to bed, breathing heavily.

As soon as her legs touched the edge of the bed, Zhou Nanxu, who was already on the bed, suddenly pushed her back with force. She staggered and fell backwards. Then, dense kisses swept over her, like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey, reckless and eager...

The man kissed her tirelessly and whispered her name over and over again. Only God knew how much he missed her.

Rong Mei, who had come to her senses, responded to the man with unreserved enthusiasm, which was unprecedented. During these more than a thousand days and nights, she had missed him all the time, and her longing for him had already penetrated into her bones.

.........

The moment my back hit the bed, the bed frame creaked and vibrated due to the impact.

"Wait..." The man tried his best to restrain his desire while gasping for breath. In this sub-zero weather, it was terribly hot.

"No need, just like this..." Rong Mei's hands clasped the man's shoulders tightly, her fingertips almost sinking into the muscles, and she kissed him firmly in the man's shocked eyes.

A long time passed.

Rong Mei smiled and asked, "Zhou Nanxu, do you think we will have children?"

Zhou Nanxu didn't answer, but asked, "Do you want a child?"

Rong Mei stretched out her hand and gestured in the air, "A little bit."

"Then..." Zhou Nan said as he prepared to stand up again.

Rong Mei pulled him back, her eyes curved into two crescents, and she smiled brightly and ostentatiously, "Let nature take its course, just give birth to the baby, it seems that children are not that annoying."

She understood that as long as she hesitated a little, the man in front of her would not want to embarrass her or let her make a choice.

She loved him so much that she felt that having a child who looked like him would be a good choice. The more she thought about it, the more she became curious and excited. She didn't know what the child they would have would be like.

So, just leave everything to God and don't try to stop the children from coming.

"Okay, I'll do whatever you say." Zhou Nanxu's mouth corners curled up slightly.

Although he looked calm on the surface, his heart was already in turmoil. Not letting him... just now was enough to make him surprised and happy. Now his wife actually took the initiative to talk about having a child. How could he not be excited?

God knows, he dreams of having a daughter who looks like his wife and calls him dad in a sweet and tender way. Just thinking about it makes him so happy.

His wife's decision also made him start to plan his return trip.

He didn't want to wait until his wife was in the most pain and needed him the most, and then he couldn't be by her side, leaving her to face the unknown fear of giving birth alone.

At the same time, he also silently told himself in his heart that by this time next year, he must return to her side.

They stayed together for ten days, and Rong Mei hardly even left her room during these ten days. The weather was too cold, and apart from the military garrison, there were hardly any residents within a hundred miles. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a desolate place.

Even if she went out, there was nothing to see, and there were no markets for her to visit.

All supplies in the army are shipped from outside at the specified time every month. If there are other special needs, you have to inform the person in charge of procurement in advance so that they can be included in the next delivery of supplies.

In just ten days, Zhou Nanxu forgot all the hardships he had experienced in the past three years. Everything was as usual, but after his wife came, he felt warm in his heart even when he went out on patrol in weather more than ten degrees below zero, and did not feel the cold at all.

Not only psychologically, but also physiologically.

In the past two years, Rong Mei has been doing charity work while pursuing her career. For example, many of the clothes for these border guards were donated by Rong Mei.

In order to meet the unified requirements of the army, she also founded her own clothing factory, which currently mainly produces daily military supplies.

We strictly control the materials and styles, and after joint discussions with the troops, we focus on optimizing and improving cotton-padded coats, fleece coats, and underwear, and determine the level of winter clothing for the high-altitude and cold border areas.

Of course, other configurations have been added, including leather hats and cold-proof masks from the same series, even the gloves are divided into inner and outer gloves, as well as winter socks, cold-proof boots and many other configurations.

The clothes he is wearing now are the new clothes that were produced by his wife's factory and delivered to the troops last month.

Of course, as a military family member, Rong Mei had thought that her sensitive identity would put Zhou Nanxu in a "high-profile" position. But to avoid suspicion, tens of thousands of soldiers would have to suffer from the cold, and Zhou Nanxu would rather keep himself in a high-profile position.

He was upright and not afraid of investigation. Besides, this matter did not go through him. Rong Mei came forward to discuss and negotiate directly with the leaders of their military region. All the donation procedures were legal and compliant, and could withstand scrutiny.

His promotion was also achieved through his own military merits and hard work, so he was not afraid of villains trying to trip him up behind his back.

After a brief reunion of ten days, they were faced with separation again, and this time neither of them knew when they would meet again.

Although both of them had thorns in their hearts because of Cui Mengmeng's dream, they tacitly did not mention it. Neither of them wanted to add unknown troubles and fears to the other.

Who can say for sure that the dream will happen? Who wants the dream to happen? Even though the dream is about to happen, the two do not want to break the sweetness of this rare reunion.

Zhou Nanxu took his wife to the train station in the military vehicle that picked her up.

The train whistle brought cold wind into the gaps on the platform. Rong Mei buried her face in the collar of Zhou Nanxu's coat, her fingertips tightly grasping the man's clothes on his back. The vibration of the rails came from under her feet, making her heart tremble.

"Zhou Nanxu, promise me that you will live well..." Rong Mei tightened her arms around the man's waist and buried her head deeper, not wanting the man to notice the moisture in her eyes.

At this moment, she was not the decisive and strong woman Rong Mei, she was just a wife who was afraid of losing her husband.

Zhou Nanxu's chin rested on the top of her head, his Adam's apple rolling and he couldn't speak. His arms trembled as he held the person in his arms tighter.

It was not until the urging voice on the radio sounded again that Zhou Nanxu let the person go. He lowered his eyes and gently stroked Rongmei's abdomen with his big hand, and a soft light flowed in the fine lines at the corners of his eyes.

The corners of his lips curved upwards, "Well, I will. You and it... are both waiting for me to come back."

I don’t know if his hard work these days has sown seeds here. Even if it has, the little guy is still a little crescent now...