As he spoke, Song Yuzhou's eyes were full of determination, and his eyes did not wander at all, staring at her steadily.

She had read somewhere that when a person speaks without moving his eyes, it means he is speaking the truth.

"You are the only man in my life." Jiang Zhining said with a smile.

"No need. If I die in the line of duty one day, my wife, I hope you will remarry so that there will be someone else to take care of you." Song Yuzhou said sincerely.

Although he was unwilling to share Jiang Zhining with other men, he was even more reluctant to let her live alone.

She deserves to be loved.

Jiang Zhining stood up and sat on his lap: "Song Yuzhou, listen carefully. You can't let others take care of me. I, Jiang Zhining, will only have you, Song Yuzhou, as my man in this life."

Song Yuzhou's expression was moved: "Wife."

Jiang Zhining lowered her head and took the initiative to kiss his lips: "Stamp it, and you are not allowed to default on it."

"Okay." Song Yuzhou said gently.

Jiang Zhining got up early the next morning.

Song Yuzhou was going to lead his troops to a nearby town today, so Jiang Zhining thought of bringing him a lunch box.

I'll also prepare one for the Song Chen brothers.

The first thing to make is spicy tofu.

Jiang Zhining prepared a few pieces of braised tofu, then cut the tofu into small cubes and placed them on a plate.

Prepare a little green onion, ginger and garlic, peel them, cut them into chopped green onion, garlic slices and minced ginger, and set them aside.

Pour an appropriate amount of water into the pot, bring the water to a boil over high heat, add a spoonful of table salt and stir to dissolve it, then pour in the chopped tofu cubes and cook for one minute.

After the tofu is cooked, remove it from the water and set aside.

Then, Jiang Zhining heated the pot, poured in a little cooking oil, and when the oil temperature reached 50% hot, sautéed chopped green onion, garlic slices, minced ginger, peppercorns, and dried chilies.

After frying until fragrant, add the bean paste she had made earlier and stir-fry until the oil turns red. Add an appropriate amount of water and bring to a boil over high heat.

After the water boils, pour in the diced tofu, add a little salt, chicken essence, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, oyster sauce, and pepper, and simmer over medium-low heat for about 3 minutes.

When the tofu is cooked, add an appropriate amount of water starch to make the soup richer and thicker. After briefly stirring, sprinkle with a little chopped green onion.

Song Yuzhou had been standing behind her without her knowing when. When he saw her putting the spicy tofu into the lunch box, he put his arms around her slender waist and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Wife, everyone envies me and says that she is so capable and the dishes she cooks are always delicious." Song Yuzhou said hoarsely.

Jiang Zhining leaned against him and said with a sweet smile: "If you want to eat delicious food every day, you have to be nice to me."

Song Yuzhou kissed her cheek: "I listen to my wife."

"Perform well." Jiang Zhining smiled brightly, her eyes curved like crescent moons.

Looking at her smile, Song Yuzhou smiled knowingly and became more determined: he would protect her smile.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Zhining made another dish of fish-flavored eggplant.

Song Yuzhou carried his lunch box and walked with his long legs, ready to go to the military camp.

"Dad, Dad."

Hearing the sound, Song Yuzhou stopped.

Song Ye hesitated for a long time and came to him: "Dad, the teacher said there will be a parent-teacher meeting this afternoon. Can you go to school?"

Hearing this, Song Yuzhou asked: "What time in the afternoon?"

"Four o'clock."

Song Yuzhou frowned and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Xiaoye, I may not be able to make it back by four o'clock. The earliest I can make it is five o'clock. How about this, you go talk to your mother and ask her to help you."

Hearing this, Song Ye's little face became even more nervous: "Mom, Mom...will she not want to go?"

"You can go and ask her what she means." Song Yuzhou stroked his head. "I'll go to the military camp first. I'll be back as soon as possible."

After saying that, Song Yuzhou walked out quickly.

Song Ye stood there, lowering his head sadly.

He knew that Song Yuzhou was very busy, so he didn't blame him. He just wiped away his tears with his hands in grievance.

Looking at Jiang Zhining in the kitchen, Song Ye finally withdrew his gaze.

He didn't dare ask her for fear of being rejected.

Seeing all this, Song Chen walked towards the kitchen silently.

Jiang Zhining packed her lunch box and when she turned around, she saw Song Chen standing quietly behind her.

"Oh my god, you scared me. Song Chen, are you walking without making any sound?" Jiang Zhining said, handing him the lunch box, "This is lunch prepared for you and Xiaoye, take it to school."

Song Chen took it and said hesitantly: "Thank you."

Seeing him still standing there with his lunch box, Jiang Zhining was curious: "What's wrong?"

After thinking for a while, Song Chen finally asked, "Are you busy this afternoon? I'd like to ask you for a favor."

Five minutes later, Song Chen and Song Ye were ready to go to school.

"Xiao Ye."

Hearing the voice, Song Ye turned around in confusion, looking at her with clear eyes: "Mom, is there something wrong?"

"I heard that your class will have a parent-teacher meeting this afternoon?" Jiang Zhining squatted down and chatted with him at eye level.

Song Ye opened his mouth in astonishment and looked at her in shock: "You, how did you know?"

Jiang Zhining tilted her head slightly and asked playfully, "Song Chen told me. I've never been to a parent-teacher conference, so I'm quite curious. Can I attend?"

Song Ye looked at her in disbelief: "You, are you willing to participate?"

Seeing his happy yet cautious expression, Jiang Zhining couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

"Of course, just treat it as a way to increase your knowledge, okay?" Jiang Zhining asked with a bright smile.

Song Ye nodded vigorously, tears welling up in his eyes, and he wiped them away frantically: "Okay, sure, sure."

She wiped away his tears with her warm fingertips: "Boys shouldn't cry all the time. Go to school quickly. We'll see you this afternoon."

Song Ye responded with a "hmm" sound, then ran out happily with his schoolbag on his back.

Song Chen walked to her side and thanked her sincerely: "Thank you."

After saying that, he chased after the happy Song Ye.

"A sensitive and fragile child." Jiang Zhining murmured.

In the afternoon, Jiang Zhining took Xixi to the small workshop to play, and then went to school by herself.

This was her second time coming to school. Unlike the last time when she was in a hurry, this time she seemed much more relaxed.

She was wearing a green ink-wash cheongsam that outlined her graceful figure, and her long hair like a waterfall was casually draped over her shoulders.

Jiang Zhining tilted her head, and her smooth long hair slid down from her shoulders, like rippling water.

With her outstanding appearance, she often attracts attention.

Several playing children ran towards her, and suddenly, a ball in the hands of one of the children flew towards her.

Because the distance was very close and it seemed that there was no way to dodge, a hand quickly appeared and caught the ball with bare hands.

Jiang Zhining was startled and her lips slightly opened due to nervousness.

"Miss, are you okay?" A gentle voice sounded, and Jiang Zhining felt a sense of déjà vu.

Jiang Zhining slowly glanced sideways and raised her eyes to look at the person who came, her eyes full of shock.

This face actually overlaps with the face in my mind!