Now, Zhang Jizhou genuinely wants to fulfill Fang Yan's requests because he wants to build a marriage with her.
At the moment he thought he was about to die, Zhang Jizhou asked himself, what regrets did he have in this life?
He has no regrets about his work.
Every single minute he was on duty, he was thinking about work, working tirelessly, and in the end, he gave his life for his work.
He had no regrets or complaints.
But in his entire life, before his mother passed away, he had never experienced the warmth of family again, except for maternal love.
If he could survive, he wanted to experience firsthand what it was like to have a harmonious marriage and a happy family.
Later, he fainted and even stopped breathing for a while.
Then, he met Fang Yanyan.
"How come you died too?" Fang Yanyan was very surprised.
Zhang Jizhou, "His injuries are too severe."
But it seems he's not dead yet?
Or perhaps he's not quite dead yet?
He could still sense the presence of the living world.
"Then you should still be able to go back. They will definitely do everything they can to save you. When that time comes, go back, and I will help you."
Fang Yanyan told Zhang Jizhou, "When you get back, please tell her for me that whether as a daughter, a mother, or as a person, she has done a very good job, much better than me. Please thank her for me."
As a daughter, it is her duty to be filial to her mother;
As a mother, it should be her raising the child.
If she could be as independent and self-reliant as Fang Yan, things wouldn't have come to this...
Everything is fate.
"You don't resent her?" Zhang Jizhou was surprised.
Although Fang Yanyan was introverted and timid, she was not an unreasonable person.
She smiled faintly, "She has done so well for me as a daughter, a mother, and for herself. Why should I resent her?"
Ultimately, the reason for my predicament lies with myself.
Moreover, at that time, because she was controlled by the disease, she was determined to leave and left resolutely. Even if she had grievances, she could only blame herself for getting this terrible disease.
Fang Yanyan didn't realize at all that Fang Yan had taken over her body.
She herself knew that even if she could go back, she might not be able to do as well as Fang Yan was doing now.
She was very grateful to Fang Yan for rescuing her mother and brother from the Fang family's hellhole, and for taking care of her mother and treating her brother well on her behalf.
She took on the responsibilities of a mother and raised Xiaoyuzai very well.
"I'm sorry!" Zhang Jizhou said to her, recalling his past attitude towards marriage.
Fang Yanyan smiled and let bygones be bygones, "Our marriage turned out that way because of you and me. It's not just your fault, and you don't need to apologize to me."
All I can say is that neither of us were good enough to get married in the past.
They got married hastily before they even understood what marriage was.
Then, due to various factors, life became a complete mess.
"No matter what..."
Zhang Jizhou wanted to say something more, but they had already started first aid for him.
Fang Yanyan quickly came up to help him, "Alright, there's nothing more to say, you should go back now."
With Fang Yanyan's help, Zhang Jizhou's soul returned to his body, giving him that brief moment of lucidity.
He remembered that when Xiaoyu was so badly injured, Fang Yan gave him something to drink, and the little guy recovered soon after.
He had eaten Fang Yan's cooking at home two or three times before, and the taste, especially the dishes with soup, always felt very different.
He guessed that Fang Yan must have put the water she was giving the little fish in the food.
Since the water was effective for Little Fish, it should also be helpful for his injuries, so he mustered all his strength and said, "I want to go back, back to my wife."
Fortunately, he was indeed brought back.
Otherwise, Zhang Jizhou really wouldn't know when he would wake up.
Perhaps it was because of his brush with death, or perhaps it was because of his unexpected encounter with Fang Yanyan, whose words brought him peace of mind, that Zhang Jizhou suddenly felt an urgent desire to experience the happy family life he had imagined.
Moreover, he inexplicably believed that he and Fang Yan could definitely create the happy life he wanted.
Fearing that he might leave Fang Yan with an overly abrupt impression, Zhang Jizhou ultimately refrained from reaching out to grab Fang Yan's hand.
"Before we set off, we knew that this mission would be very difficult, and we did everything we could to prepare as thoroughly as possible."
Zhang Jizhou couldn't reveal the specifics of the mission, the location, or even to his wife.
This is discipline.
Iron discipline.
He always remembered it, but to give a vague summary, "We later learned that the task was more difficult than we had anticipated."
The mission was dragging on, and our food supplies were running low. We had to strictly limit each person to half a piece of jerky per day to keep warm.
"In the last five days, we ran out of dried meat and everyone was starving, but we managed to seize the opportunity and complete the mission in one fell swoop."
"Fang Yan," Zhang Jizhou said, his voice trembling with emotion. He finally couldn't hold back and gently grasped Fang Yan's hand. "Thank you for saving me and my comrades!"
Fang Yan was not used to his "skin-to-skin contact" and gently withdrew her hand. "You're welcome. If I had known they would be so useful, I would have sent a few more kilograms back then."
Hearing that they hadn't had food or water for five days, Fang Yan felt extremely distressed.
Whenever Zhang Jizhou mentioned taking these dried meats on his mission, she would send him a little extra.
Fang Yan withdrew her hand, and Zhang Jizhou neither clung to her nor felt embarrassed, as if holding her hand just now was a perfectly normal action.
He looked at her and said meaningfully, "Of course I have to thank you. If it weren't for the jerky you made, or if it had been bought from outside, it wouldn't have had the same effect."
Although I had long suspected that this guy probably knew the purpose of the spring, which was why he was desperately trying to get back.
But hearing him say it himself, Fang Yan felt a little nervous for some reason, but she didn't show it on her face at all. "You're overthinking it."
Because her personality differed from the original owner's, Zhang Jizhou saw through her transmigration, and she had no choice but to admit it.
However, Fang Yan had no intention of telling anyone about the existence of the kitchen space and the spring.
Zhu Xiuhua and Fang Jie cannot say.
Zhang Jizhou was the same.
This is her secret, and she can't tell anyone.
It could be said that this conversation was also a small test by Zhang Jizhou.
Having said all that, he realized that Fang Yan had no intention of explaining the source of the water to him...
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