"Aunt Liu, she..."

"She's alright..."

Zhou Jiuzhen spoke with heavy breathing, which terrified Ling Huan so much that she lost her mind.

Just now, she was thinking about whether or not to adopt these triplets.

In her previous life, she had thought how wonderful it would be if her triplets were girls.

They would definitely understand and support her in getting a divorce.

Ling Huanwu punched his chest and said coquettishly, "You scared me to death! If I hadn't gone out with you tonight, I'd probably be burned to a crisp at home. How are you going to make it up to me?"

Seeing his troubled expression, he stood there motionless.

Ling Huanwu quietly closed the door and went out, blocking the man's tall body against the stone wall outside the house. She hugged his waist and began to act coquettishly.

"Did you notice anything different?"

The woman's soft body pressed against the man's hard chest.

Zhou Jiuzhen froze, his lips twitching unusually, his expression strange.

Ling Huanwu was confused and was about to tiptoe to kiss the only soft lips on the man's body when a thunderous "hmm" came from behind her. She was so frightened that her hands and feet went weak and she quickly took a few steps back to get a few steps away from Zhou Jiuzhen.

Behind them, at the doorway, several soldiers stood in neat rows carrying a stretcher.

The expression on his face suggested he was trying hard to suppress a laugh.

Even Aunt Liu, who was weak on the stretcher, looked at the two of them with a half-smile, as if she had heard some juicy gossip.

Ling Huanwu blushed, said goodbye and left as if fleeing home.

Zhou Jiuzhen returned home shortly afterward.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw my wife lying on the bed again, carefully reading the book "Dedicate Everything to the Country".

Zhou Jiuzhen quickly took a shower, his body smelling strongly of soap.

He even brushed his teeth with a new toothbrush until his gums bled before stopping.

Walking up to Ling Huanwu, his fragrant, damp upper body exposed, he snatched the book from her hands and said awkwardly, "Huanhuan, stop reading this book, it's making you feel uncomfortable, isn't it? How about I help you..."

Zhou Jiuzhen held the book, filled with remorse.

I secretly glanced at the book a few times this morning after getting up early.

He felt that none of the six rough men in the book were as good as him.

But he left his wife to only dream of delicious food, and he was filled with regret.

Even principles can be broken.

They'll be husband and wife sooner or later, so it doesn't matter if it happens a little earlier.

He thought that, as she wished, he should indeed make it up to her.

While he was still pondering how much force he should use so as not to hurt his wife, his gaze fell on the book in his hand, and his eyes widened in horror.

It really was the book "Dedicate Everything to the Country".

The scene he watched depicted a female educated youth sent to the countryside who, in order to contribute to rural development, voluntarily divorced her husband and used all the money she earned to support orphaned children in the village.

While he was reading, his wife, who had just cornered him against the wall and tried to kiss him, suddenly sat up as if she had become a different person.

With the most energetic and determined movements, she passionately declared in a rousing voice, "I, Ling Huanwu, have decided to no longer be obsessed with men. From now on, I will follow in Comrade Zhou Jiuzhen's footsteps and build Wantan Island into a prosperous island filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers!"

The book in Zhou Jiuzhen's hand fell to the ground with a "thud," and his temples throbbed wildly.

He felt as if his sweet and soft wife had suddenly disappeared.

*

The next morning.

When Zhou Jiuzhen woke up, he saw that Ling Huanwu had already cooked sweet potato slices and brought them in.

The woman wasn't dressed up today; she was wearing the simplest gray fishing clothes, with two braids, and came in looking energetic as she invited him to have breakfast.

As soon as he sat down, Ling Huanwu began to tell him about her plans.

"Jiuzhen, I've recently learned a lot about agricultural planting. I'd like to plant some vegetables in front of my house, and then irrigate and fence off the vacant land behind the residential compound to grow rice. Is that okay?"

You'll support me, right?

Zhou Jiuzhen was a little shocked. Could someone as delicate and gentle as her really know how to farm?

I heard that she used to cry because she would cut her fingers while harvesting wheat in the village.

This kind of work is not only technical but also physically demanding. How could a city girl like her endure it?

Zhou Jiuzhen took a couple of bites of sweet potato chips, not wanting to dampen her enthusiasm. "The soil on the island isn't good. Several groups of experts came before, but none of them succeeded in growing it. But you can try if you want. I can hoe the ground and do the water-carrying work."

Ling Huanwu was very happy that he did not suppress her.

Because I still remember that in my previous life in Hong Kong, when Ling Huanwu proposed to use all her savings to buy goods and set up a stall, Zhou Shuyao laughed at her with disdain, saying that how could a capitalist's daughter possibly lower herself to set up a stall?

But Zhou Jiuzhen calmly accepted it, letting her try it herself and see what happens.

Even though Zhou Jiuzhen didn't believe she could successfully cultivate it, she was still grateful for his support.

Let's get right to it.

Zhou Jiuzhen borrowed a hoe from a villager and started turning over the soil in front of his house.

By the time we finished, it was already broad daylight.

Ling Huanwu took out a towel to wipe his sweat, then took the hoe and urged him to go to the army.

After Zhou Jiuzhen left, Ling Huanwu went to the wasteland on the island and got some seeds of alkali grass, intending to plant them in two fields.

The neighbor's wife, who was also a platoon leader, was stunned to see her wearing a straw hat, rolling up her sleeves, and hoeing the ground with such skill.

"Commander's wife, what are you planting? You didn't come here and haven't had any vegetables for days, so you're planning to grow some?"

As villagers passed by on their way to work through the bamboo fence of the military family compound, they all burst into laughter when they saw Ling Huanwu hoeing the ground inside.

"Good heavens, did the regimental commander's wife lose her mind during the typhoon this week? Doesn't she know that vegetables can't even survive on our island?"

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