Chi Mei looked at the beautiful Song Yun in front of her, who looked like a painting, and mustered up the courage to ask, "Can I come and play with you in the future?"
Song Yun smiled and said, "Of course, but I'm busy at work, so you might not see me often."
Chi Mei said quickly, "It's okay, I'll come play with you when you're not busy."
Song Yun responded with a smile.
Political Commissar Chi and Regimental Commander Chi have been keeping a close eye on Chi Mei. They discovered that from the moment she arrived at Qi Monan and Song Yun's house, Chi Mei never once glanced at Qi Monan. Her bright eyes were fixed on Song Yun, and she seemed reluctant to leave when she left.
For a moment they didn't know whether this change was good or bad.
Qi Mo Nan didn't plan to go out that day. Song Yun thought that Qi Mo Nan didn't eat shepherd's purse dumplings yesterday, so she washed out a large handful of shepherd's purse while it was still fresh, and asked Qi Mo Nan to chop the meat and add some mushrooms, and put the rest in the yard to dry.
They are not the only family that makes dumplings every day. Yesterday, the military wives went out to pick wild vegetables and most of them made dumplings every day. Many of them also fried and roasted fish. The whole compound was filled with the fragrance.
Whether they were from the first or second camp, the military wives all felt a little regretful. If they had gone to the outskirts of Beijing together yesterday, they would have had more fresh wild vegetables and big fat fish than they could eat the next day.
I thought about the wild vegetables and fat fish that the military wives from the countryside brought back yesterday. They didn’t need any money or tickets. They could eat them for several days, and if they couldn’t finish them, they could dry them and preserve them.
The more they thought about it, the more they felt they had suffered a great loss. Someone immediately figured it out. If those country people could borrow a car to pick wild vegetables, then they could do it too. On the weekend when they didn't have to work, they would also make an appointment to borrow a car to pick wild vegetables together. Maybe they could catch some big fat fish.
Qi Aiguo also took a day off to spend time with his wife at home.
After moving out of his parents' small Western-style house, he moved into a small bungalow on the west side of the compound with his wife and daughter. As a battalion-level officer, he could only apply for a two-bedroom bungalow. They had a yard, but it was very small, with no backyard, only a front yard. After building a small kitchen for cooking, only half of the small yard was left, which was only enough space for hanging clothes.
Qian Yuxiang was used to living in a spacious and bright Western-style house with a nanny who cooked and did laundry for her. She suddenly had to live in a small bungalow that was no different from a slum to her. The difference was so great that she couldn't accept it at all. She was so angry that she couldn't sleep for several nights. She disliked everyone and had a bad eye for Qi Aiguo.
In order to make his young wife happy, Qi Aiguo not only handed over all his assets to her for her to use as she pleased, but also took out the passbook left to his son Qi Weimin by his ex-wife when she died and gave it to Qian Yuxiang.
After Qian Yuxiang took out the passbook with 3,000 yuan, her expression gradually improved, and she was willing to give Qi Aiguo a smile.
Qi Aiguo finally had a peaceful time, but since last night, Qian Yuxiang had been wearing a gloomy face and refused to speak to him. She was making noises around the house and didn't say a word when asked, and even ignored her daughter.
In order to appease his wife, he took a day off and went home. After much persuasion, he finally pried open his wife's mouth and learned that she had been wronged by Song Yun.
Qian Yuxiang looked at Qi Aiguo with a serious look in her eyes, "Qi Aiguo, didn't you say you would do anything for me? Then go and vent your anger for me right now."
Qi Aiguo looked embarrassed, "Yuxiang, aren't you making things difficult for me?" As a battalion commander, what qualifications did he have to say anything in front of a regimental commander? Moreover, he knew his wife's character very well, and she must have said something unpleasant first.
"Is this making things difficult for you? Are you still a man? My wife has suffered such a great injustice, is it wrong for me to ask you to help me vent my anger?" Qian Yuxiang yelled.
Qi Aiguo held Qian Yuxiang's hand and gently advised, "Yuxiang, if we just let this matter go, it will just be a quarrel between you women, and it will be over in the past. But if we men come forward, the nature of this matter will be different."
"How is it different? I was bullied and my man stood up for me. What's the problem?" Qian Yuxiang said.
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