Chapter 2 The chubby girl weighing over 200 pounds rode on his back
When the topic of getting married came up, Xie Zhongming felt a tightness in his chest as he recalled that terrible night five years ago.
He was on a mission in Chadian Village and stayed at a villager's home.
But he was slept with by a village girl who weighed over 200 pounds.
A packet of veterinary medicine made him lose his mind, and he didn't wake up until late at night.
The two people were lying there completely naked.
Fatty's mother cried and shouted that her daughter's innocence was gone.
Although he had been tricked, Fatty was, after all, a virgin, so he had no choice but to take responsibility, return to the army, submit a report, and marry her.
After marriage, he only felt a sense of responsibility towards Pangya, without any affection for her. So even now that he is a regimental-level officer and has the right for family members to accompany him to the military, he still hasn't allowed Pangya to come to the military family compound.
Even though five years have passed, he still feels a sense of humiliation when he thinks about it now.
A chubby girl weighing over 200 pounds was riding on his back.
Who wouldn't feel humiliated in that situation?
His superiors and parents felt that it would be disgraceful for him to spread this matter, and they told him not to make his marriage public.
Apart from a few leaders, his father who was a division commander, his family, and a few close friends, no one in the entire military camp knew that he had gotten married.
He didn't want to talk about Fatty too much.
When responding to Qiao Xingyue, his voice naturally carried a hint of coldness, "Comrade Qiao, are you interested in my personal questions about marriage?"
Qiao Xingyue didn't answer, but instead asked, "Comrade Xie, you don't think I'm trying to make a move on you, do you?"
That's not what Xie Zhongming meant.
He simply didn't want to bring up the matter of getting married, saying, "Comrade Qiao has misunderstood."
Qiao Xingyue added:
"I just want to remind you that it's hard to say whether your injury will restore your previous sexual function."
If you get married, you should think carefully about whether or not to tell your wife about this.
"After all, if you have a wife, the couple will always sleep in the same bed, and your wife should have the right to know."
Xie Zhongming recalled that over the years, even during holidays, he had never visited Chadian Village again.
He was very resistant to the thought of Fatty's weight of over 200 pounds and Fatty's mother's face as she cried and begged for money.
When he was a platoon leader, he received a stipend of forty-eight yuan, but he only kept ten yuan with him and sent the rest back to Chadian Village.
Now that he's a regimental commander, he sent a full 100 yuan back home with his 148 yuan allowance.
This can be considered a way to make up for Fatty.
Over the years, the village chief of Chadian Village and Fatty's mother have often sent letters saying that Fatty has gotten into a lot of trouble outside, either by stealing other people's chickens, ducks, or livestock and getting caught, or by stealing other people's money and getting caught.
In addition to his monthly allowance, he often sent extra money back home to help Fatty lose money and clean up the mess.
This fat wife is really giving him a terrible headache.
"No need for Comrade Qiao to worry about this!"
In the past five years, he hasn't written a single letter to Fatty.
Although he was focused on being a soldier, he never thought about matters between men and women.
But since ancient times, it has always been the graceful and virtuous woman who is sought after by gentlemen.
He didn't expect his partner to be as beautiful and capable as Comrade Qiao, but at least she shouldn't be lazy, cheating, troublemaking, or overweight.
He didn't plan to tell Fatty about this.
He never intended to have any real marital relationship with Fatty.
All he had to do was send her money back every month on time.
Even if we really have no descendants, it doesn't matter anymore.
Qiao Xingyue, sitting by the hospital bed, was probably really exhausted.
Seeing a chair nearby, she moved over and sat down, saying, "I'll rest for a bit."
Qiao Xingyue didn't close her eyes once during the three days and two nights of rescue work.
As soon as she sat down, she unconsciously fell asleep next to Xie Zhongming's hospital bed.
A nurse lifted the curtain and came over, "Dr. Qiao..."
"Shh!" Xie Zhongming gestured for the nurse to be quiet. "Didn't Comrade Qiao sleep all night?"
The nurse told the truth, "It wasn't just one night. Over the past two days, many wounded people have been sent to the mine one after another, and Dr. Qiao hasn't closed his eyes even once." Xie Zhongming looked at Qiao Xingyue.
Does this woman really think she's made of iron?
So thin he looks like a gust of wind could blow him over, yet he managed to hold on for three days and two nights?
He said to the nurse, "Let her rest here for a while."
The nurse, realizing that Dr. Qiao had indeed not slept for two days and two nights, carefully lowered the curtain and left.
Xie Zhongming, who had never given any woman a second glance, looked at Qiao Xingyue again under the kerosene lamp.
When she performed the surgery on him, her technique was swift and efficient.
Now that she's asleep, she's as serene as a lily.
The night wind lifted the tent flap, blowing in a chilly breeze.
Xie Zhongming looked around.
He only had a blanket, but he wasn't wearing pants, so he couldn't give it to Dr. Joe.
He could only take off his military green jacket, not knowing whether Comrade Qiao would find it disgusting when she woke up, and directly covered her slender and thin back with it.
A mining accident occurred in Shantang Village.
His unit was located very close to the disaster area.
As the saying goes, when one place is in trouble, help comes from all sides. Their troops dispatched 500 officers and soldiers to participate in this disaster relief operation.
Although he was concerned about the disaster outside, he was already in this state, so he could only lie here obediently.
The pain from the injury kept him awake all night, and he stayed awake until dawn.
The kerosene lamp had just burned out.
"Mommy! Mommy!"
Qiao Xingyue was awakened from her daze by a clear, wind-chime-like shout.
She worked tirelessly for two days and two nights, while also being engaged in high-intensity rescue work.
Even if he was startled awake, his consciousness was still in a daze, and he was unable to open his eyes and get up immediately.
In her mind, she wanted to wake up.
My tired body won't allow it.
The people who lifted the curtain and called out to Qiao Xingyue were two little girls.
Those were Qiao Xingyue's twin daughters.
The two children saw their mother hunched over an uncle's hospital bed, looking very tired, and then they fell silent.
It was called a hospital bed, but it was actually just two long benches with a board on top, a makeshift hospital bed put together.
Xie Zhongming lay there for two days before he realized that there was no clinic in the village.
Comrade Qiao's home served as a temporary clinic.
These are three thatched huts with mud walls, covered with tattered old newspapers, and in a dilapidated state.
The two little girls in front of me, holding bowls of porridge and corncobs, were also dressed in tattered clothes.
His body was covered in patches.
These two little girls are calling Comrade Qiao...Mom?
Xie Zhongming couldn't help but take another look at Qiao Xingyue. She had gotten up in a daze and didn't seem to be fully awake yet.
How can someone so young have two kids?
Seeing that Qiao Xing had woken up, one of the girls brought a bowl of sweet potato porridge to her mother. "Mom, the porridge is ready. You didn't eat dinner last night, so drink some porridge."
The girl's nose and face were covered in cigarette ash, making her look dirty.
But she has big, bright eyes, and a voice as clear as a bell in the wind.
The other girl next to her didn't look so energetic. Her face was clean, but it had a sickly paleness, like a sick chick.
She handed a corncob to Qiao Xingyue, saying, "Mom, have another corncob."
The girl's voice was noticeably high-pitched, with a sickly quality, as if she couldn't breathe properly.
Xie Zhongming asked, "Comrade Qiao, are these two girls your daughters?"
Qiao Xingyue, who had already taken the bowl of porridge and the corn on the cob, responded with a "Mmm".
"twin?"
"Um."
Qiao Xingyue placed the porridge aside and patted the two children's heads. "An'an, did you get up before dawn to start cooking again today?"
“Yes.” An’an felt sorry for her mother. “I was afraid that Mom would go hungry.”
Xie Zhongming was somewhat shocked.
This little kid is already cooking over a fire.
Are there no other adults in the house?
But he didn't ask.
Qiao Xingyue was very pleased. "Mom will eat in a bit. Go wash your face first and clean your little dirty face."
Xie Zhongming, lying on the wooden bed, fixed his gaze on the two little girls.
"Comrade Qiao, are these two little girls your biological children?"
He didn't mean anything by it; he just felt that Comrade Qiao didn't look like a woman who had given birth.
Of the two girls, the younger sister, Ningning, who has a pale complexion, is quieter.
Upon hearing this, Ningning remained obediently standing in front of her mother, without any reaction.
But An'an, Xie Zhongming's older sister, was not happy about it.
Her rosy lips pouted upwards, she glared at Xie Zhongming, and huffed:
"Of course my sister and I are Mom's biological children, hmph!"
This uncle is so annoying.
He is quite handsome, though.
The first thing they asked her and her sister was whether they were their mother's biological children.
Xiao An'an is angry.
Her pink little nose, smeared with cigarette ash, snorted unhappily:
"Uncle, are your eyesight bad?"
"Can't you see that my sister and I look exactly like our mother?"
That's true.
The two girls are exactly miniature versions of Comrade Qiao.
She had a pair of big, bright phoenix eyes, as clear as black grapes. Her little face was soft and her hair was tied in the same braids as her mother's, with even the orange polka-dot ribbons tied to them being exactly the same.
Anyone who didn't know better would think these two little girls were Comrade Qiao's younger sisters.
Although the twin sisters look alike, they are easy to tell apart. The older sister is more lively and active, and has more energy. She looks like a little sun.
My younger sister is rather quiet, and her face is pale and sickly; she may be ill.
An'an was no longer angry. She took out a small handful of soybeans from her pocket. "Uncle, do you want some? My mom made them. They smell so good!"
The voice was soft and sweet.
It looks like freshly steamed glutinous rice cake.
Xie Zhongming's chest inexplicably twitched.
"Uncle doesn't want to eat, thank you!" The cold, hard voice softened slightly.
It was the first time he had met these two little girls. Their unfamiliar little faces and soft, chubby appearance made him feel a strange tenderness in his chest.
Like a pebble thrown into water, it creates ripples, but you can never quite grasp the source.
Seeing that they had many patches on their clothes and lived in such a dilapidated house.
Xie Zhongming roughly understood why Comrade Qiao had raised the price when performing the surgery on him; perhaps raising two children was not easy.
Qiao Xingyue brought the sweet potato porridge to Xie Zhongming. "Comrade Xie, would you like a bowl of porridge? My daughter made it; it's very sweet. There's still some left on the stove."
"No need, thank you. The village chief will bring me food in a little while."
"Then you should get some rest."
As she spoke, Qiao Xingyue carried the porridge and led the two children out through the curtain.
Xie Zhongming's gaze remained fixed on the backs of the two little children.
Suddenly, a loud crash!
Perhaps the thatched hut had been there for too long; the roof beams were loose and about to collapse.
Dust and ash filled the air.
Qiao Xingyue realized something was wrong, so she quickly threw down the bowl of porridge in her hand and protected the two children.
The wooden stake came crashing straight down on Qiao Xingyue's head, leaving her no time to react.
suddenly!
A solid wall of flesh blocked Qiao Xingyue's path.
Then the wooden stake collapsed to the ground with a thud.
It wasn't until a few seconds later that Qiao Xingyue realized that the man blocking her way was Xie Zhongming, who had just undergone surgery.
Dust covered her face and Xie Zhongming's face, leaving only his resolute and piercing eyes visible.
His sturdy physique made Qiao Xingyue's slender figure appear even more petite.
The moment the wooden stake came crashing down, Xie Zhongming instinctively shielded her and the two children completely.
Qiao Xingyue was trapped in the man's arms.
The man exudes a powerful masculine energy that is palpable.
The next second.
Qiao Xingyue frowned, pushed aside the solid wall of flesh, and yelled at him, "Are you out of your mind?"
This man just had surgery. Instead of lying down and recovering, does he really want to be childless?
But he rushed over just now to save her and the two children.
Qiao Xingyue was both angry and anxious.
Comrade Xie needed more than thirty stitches in that spot.
After all that fuss, it's bound to crack again.
"Go to the next room, lie down, let me check the wound." She stared at his crotch, afraid it would tear open again.
Xie Zhongming did not move.
My shoulders and back were burning with pain, but I didn't flinch.
"Comrade Qiao, are you alright?"
"I'm fine, but the wooden stake hit you. What about you?"
"I'm fine." Xie Zhongming then looked at the two frightened children. "Where are the kids? Are they alright?"
The two children, their faces dusty and gray, shook their heads.
Xie Zhongming finally breathed a sigh of relief.
If that big wooden stake were to fall on Comrade Qiao and her child, the three of them, with their small bodies, would hardly be able to withstand it.
Qiao Xingyue looked at his arm; it was just red from being hit.
Fortunately, no bones were broken.
"Go lie down in the next room, let me check if your wound has reopened."
Qiao Xingyue let the two children play outside by themselves, quickly moved Xie Zhongming to the next room, laid him on the makeshift wooden bed, and neatly pulled down his pants.
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