Remember in one second [Jiujiu Novels Network

Xue Qingdai was sleeping on her side with her legs curled up together. There was only a small space on the narrow berth where she could barely sit.

Xie Yan's tall body was bent with his back, he sat there with his eyes closed to rest. There was a faint smell of feet on the upper bunk. He closed his eyes and frowned.

I will be able to sleep normally tomorrow, as there are still many tasks to be done when I arrive at the base.

Just as I fell into a light sleep, I felt a discomfort in my buttocks.

Xie Yan grabbed Xue Qingdai's feet and warned her in a low voice: "You are not even honest when you sleep?"

Revenge, right? Just keep kicking him.

Childish means!

It would not change his decision that he must send Xue Qingdai back.

Xue Qingdai looked at Xie Yan's big palms grabbing her feet. His fingers were so thick and had calluses, which made the back of her feet very itchy.

"Got it." Xue Qingdai didn't want to go to a strange place with the cold Xie Yan, so she bought a train ticket to go south and go home directly.

Xie Yan doesn't take marriage seriously, and neither does she.

Xie Yan twisted his fingers awkwardly and continued to sleep with his arms hugged. When he closed his eyes, all he could see was that pair of delicate and small jade feet. Are all women's feet so small?

In the middle of the night, the middle-aged man on the upper bunk got out of bed and went to the bathroom. He was clumsy and when he saw Xie Yan, he jumped down directly. An Sheng climbed up again and sighed twice in regret.

Xie Yan's tense body gradually relaxed. Just as he was about to go to sleep, he heard his clothes moving again. He said in a pleasant low voice with a bad tone, "What's wrong again, Comrade Xue!"

"Let me cover you with a blanket. You seem very cold." Xue Qingdai covered herself with the blanket and put her feet on Xie Yan's legs. His body heat was like a natural heater, which was very useful.

Xie Yan remained silent and did not respond.

That's the body shaking because of anger!

Um……

Covering him with a blanket means you care about him?

He doesn't need the care of children.

Xie Yan hugged the quilt tightly and his frown relaxed.

Xue Qingdai felt more and more uncomfortable the more she thought about it. She pouted and complained, "I kept my word and didn't disturb your sleep. It's not like some people who said they would take me to join the army, but changed their mind halfway through."

Xie Yan thought about it and finally closed his thin lips.

Xue Qingdai was expecting Xie Yan to drop her off at the transit station, but she overslept and found herself at the military region with Xie Yan in the blink of an eye.

"Didn't you tell me to go back?" Xue Qingdai waited for Xie Yan to finish his work and questioned him.

Xie Yan's cold voice was devoid of warmth: "Isn't this what you want?"

What did she want? Xue Qingdai racked her brains, but she couldn't figure it out.

Xie Yan went out early and came back late, and the two of them had very little time to spend together. In addition, the local military wives were extremely xenophobic, and she could not understand the local dialect. Xue Qingdai spent every day thinking about how to decorate their "home".

The conditions in the Northwest Military Region were relatively poor. Xie Yan arrived late and was only assigned a small room, where the two of them had to squeeze on one bed.

As the saying goes, a sparrow may be small but it has everything, and the same is true for their room.

A room of more than 20 square meters, including a bedroom, kitchen, shower room...

There was a bed, a wardrobe, a small dining table, an iron pot, a thermos, and a washbasin rack, all spread out with no space left to step.

There is strong wind and little water here all year round, and there is an extreme shortage of water. Both of them love cleanliness, so they quarreled five times over a shower corner, had a normal communication once (after Xie Yan gave in), and pulled a curtain in the corner of the room for a simple shower and changing of clothes.

Cloth must be purchased with coupons, but unfortunately there are very few things for sale here, so even if you have money and cloth coupons, you can't spend them.

The shower curtain is made from the quilt cover of Xie Yan's bed...

He now sleeps under a torn cotton quilt.

The two of them had some bumpy times living together, and Xie Yan, who had just got off work, was asked by Xue Qingdai to buy vinegar.

Xie Yan leaned against the door and window, sniffing the smell in the pot with his cool face, and asked doubtfully: "You can cook..."

"Leave it to yourself! Just wait for your meal."

The cabbage core was already a little mushy. Xue Qingdai held her waist with one hand, covered her mouth and nose with a towel, and held a spatula half a meter away from the pot with the other hand.

Xie Yan thought about the big words someone said when he woke up in the morning: "Xie Yan, don't bring back the canteen soup at noon. I'll go buy some vegetables and cook for myself."

A plate of stir-fried cabbage came out of the pot, and Xie Yan brought it to the small table beside the bed.

Xue Qingdai waited until the soybean oil started to smoke, then put large pieces of pork belly into the pot. The meat was dripping with water. When the pork was put into the pot, the oil in the pot exploded like fireworks. Xue Qingdai screamed "Ahhhhhhh" and many red spots popped up on her fair skin.

Xie Yan quickly carried her to the bed and turned off the fire.

His arms were also splashed with oil.

Blisters had already appeared on Xue Qingdai's wrist. She pouted her lips, tears welling up in her red eyes, but the tears still flowed down uncontrollably.

Seeing Xie Yan's arm, Xue Qingdai blew on her own burns and also blew on his.

Xie Yan felt itchy and leaned over to avoid it.

Xue Qingdai suddenly burst into tears and said, "Cooking is so difficult. It's completely different from what I imagined in my mind. I've rehearsed it in my mind a hundred times, really."

Xie Yan's facial features were very tense. After hearing what she said, the corners of his lips curled slightly: "Wait, I'll go to the infirmary to get the medicine."

After the two of them applied medicine to each other, Xie Yan finished the plate of mushy cabbage, and Xue Qingdai "reluctantly" ate the egg custard made from three eggs.

The egg custard was made by Xie Yan.

Xie Yan was not full, and there was training in the afternoon, so he discussed, "Sometimes you don't want to eat the big pot food in the cafeteria, you prepare the food and I'll cook it."

Xue Qingdai nodded, but still wanted to add: "Okay, but your cooking is only slightly better than mine."

Xie Yan sneered: "Okay."

Too lazy to argue with kids.

The egg custard is not delicious? The bowl you eat it in is as clean as if it has been washed.

Life was not easy in the Northwest Military Region, but Xue Qingdai never complained about the hardship. Xie Yan also found it strange that Xue Qingdai seemed like a spoiled girl at home, yet she could endure it for so long.

The two of them couldn't speak the language and had trouble adapting to the climate here, so they struggled to get through half a year.

In fact, Xie Yan had been isolated internally for a long time. Sometimes, when he was assigned difficult tasks, he still completed them so well that no one could find fault with him.

In view of the trouble she had caused in the alley, Xue Qingdai knew that it would not be easy for Xie Yan to take root in a new place, so she did not take the initiative to cause trouble. Instead, she relied on her mouth to get a reading room card and read books every day.

The couple lived their own lives behind closed doors.

Seeing Xue Qingdai was bored and often read meaningless picture books, Xie Yan took the initiative to teach Xue Qingdai high school courses during the evening reading time. During the day, Xue Qingdai read and did exercises on her own, and Xie Yan went home to check Xue Qingdai's homework.

Countless times late at night, Xie Yan was grateful to his soft-hearted self for bringing Xue Qingdai to accompany him.

The sky is high and the earth is far away here, and life is too lonely.

He found himself to be quite selfish.

Xie Yan came back that day carrying two pig's feet.

Xue Qingdai's round almond-shaped eyes always sparkled when she looked at Xie Yan.

When Xie Yan understood it later, it was too late.

"Thank you, Teacher. Are you back?"

Xie Yan nodded and put the pig's trotters into the cold water.

Ever since he started teaching her, Xue Qingdai called her "teacher" all day long. Except for raising his eyebrows the first time, Xie Yan accepted the way she was called.

Xue Qingdai moved closer to him and poked his serious face with her fingertips.

She said happily: "The pig's trotter soup you made last time was delicious. However, I don't like pig's trotter soup. I like fish soup."

Xie Yan burned the pig hair clean. He didn't look at Xue Qingdai. He opened his thin lips slightly, sat on the firewood with his long legs, and stared at her thin clothes again:

"Then think about it."

If you don't take your body seriously, are you still a child?

I don’t know how to put on more clothes!