Lin Wanchun had already seen her changes in the hospital, so she wasn't too surprised.

Although she never hits a smiling person, she still kept a wait-and-see attitude towards this strange personality.

"Good morning, He Ren."

Lin Wanchun nodded at her politely.

He Wenzhu didn't mind, but the smile on her face deepened.

"I still have to thank you for what happened last week."

Lin Wanchun:? ?

Thank her? Why thank her?

His inquiring gaze looked straight into her eyes, as if he could see through her soul.

He Wenzhu didn't keep the secret and continued, "Thank you for reminding me to go to the provincial doctor. The doctor has prescribed medicine for me and told me to take good care of myself and not to be stimulated again."

That's not the case. She can't show her temper openly to others.

Although she has been with "He Wenzhu" for more than a dozen years, she is not her after all, and she can't learn her ways.

Lin Wanchun: ...

It was clearly a thank you, so why did it sound weird to her?

"So, if there is no excitement in the future, will you live with this personality?"

Lin Wanxun asked tentatively.

The other military wives pricked up their ears, staring at He Wenzhu with gossipy eyes.

He Wenzhu nodded.

"That's what the doctor said."

In a sense, her continuing to live with this appearance is another form of healing.

He Wenzhu has no psychological burden about this.

After all, that soul had been living with her body for more than a dozen years, and she was just taking back what belonged to her.

Speaking of it, it's a bad fate.

He Wenzhu died at the hands of the enemy in her last life. After she surrendered, she did not forget her past memories at first.

It wasn't until I was 3 years old that I started to slowly forget some things.

But at this moment, she fell ill, and her body was taken over by a soul from nowhere.

The previous memory that should have been forgotten was unexpectedly retained, but the memory of the soul occupying his body was cleansed into a blank.

Although He Wenzhu looks very polite and speaks normally.

But the military wives subconsciously stayed away from her.

Those who didn't know would think they saw a ghost.

He Wenzhu still didn't mind. After chatting with Lin Wanchun for a few words, she continued to pick her own vegetables.

Although it looked a little sloppy, his movements were meticulous, as if he was picking some experimental subjects instead of vegetables.

Seeing how confident and self-righteous she was, not worrying at all about what others thought, it was hard for Lin Wanchun not to admire her.

What kind of psychological quality does one have to remain calm in the face of so many questioning eyes?

But this matter has little to do with her.

After all, Qiu Yong had already taken her to the provincial hospital, and the doctor said so, so her condition was concluded.

After picking vegetables for a while, He Wenzhu suddenly thought of something and raised her voice again: "Yes, I have resigned from my job as a member of the family committee. You can call me He Wenzhu from now on."

Hearing this, the military wives were suddenly shocked.

It was as if she didn't understand why she, who had been vying for the job before, suddenly made a 180-degree turn and quit the job directly.

"The doctor said that I should rest well and not overwork myself because of my illness. I should let someone else do this job."

He Wenzhu said another sentence slowly.

After all, she is already a "mental patient" now, how can she be qualified for such an important position?

But He Wenzhu didn't mind. She didn't like doing this kind of tedious work.

He Wenzhu no longer holds a responsible position, but her temperament has changed, and people seem to be much calmer.

The military wives, who were originally a little terrified, unknowingly let down their guard.

Start chatting with her.

But no matter how we chat, we still maintain a distance.

When Lin Wanchun was not at home, Qin Yanqian cooked all the food.

Originally this was a rural area, so growing vegetables was a piece of cake for me.

The vegetables in the vegetable garden are still growing well under my care.

Yu Fangfang squatted beside her vegetables, looking at the lush green vegetables, her mouth watering.

Lin Wanchun casually picked a tomato and handed it to her.

"Here are the tomatoes you wanted."

Yu Fangfang's eyes lit up when she looked at the red tomatoes in her hand.

Without any hesitation, she took it, washed it in the stream, wiped it dry with a towel, and started to chew it happily.

"Hmm~ These tomatoes are really delicious, sour and sweet."

It tasted better than anything she had eaten before.

I don't know how Lin Wanchun was born.

Lin Wanchun planted a row of tomatoes next to the vegetables.

She had not been at home for a week, and estimated that Qin Yan had not eaten much vegetables. Now, a row of bamboo fences were hung with bright red tomatoes.

Lin Wanchun picked all the red ones and gave some to each military wife.

The military wives took the round, red tomatoes and were very happy.

Most of them were reluctant to make it like Yu Fangfang did, and just planned to take it home and eat it slowly.

Each military wife was given four tomatoes, and there were seven or eight left after the whole circle.

Lin Wanxun looked at He Wenzhu who was picking vegetables, and after thinking about it, she decided to let her go.

"These are the tomatoes I grew. Would you like to take some home to taste?"

Although they did have conflicts in the past, now that He Wenzhu has chosen to let go of the past, she shouldn't be too awkward with her.

He Wenzhu had almost finished picking the tomatoes. When she looked up, she saw a bright red, incredibly beautiful tomato.

My eyes suddenly lit up.

As if she couldn't resist the temptation of the tomato, she hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take it.

"Then I thank you."

Lin Wanchun smiled and nodded, and left without staying any longer.

On the way back, the military wives were chattering away, and they all seemed to be in a good mood.

He Wenzhu followed the crowd not too far behind.

Looking at the plump tomatoes in the basket, she was in a good mood too.

He ignored He Wenzhu's shouting!

"Why did you quit your job, you idiot! Do you know how hard it was for me to get this job?"

She and Qiu Yong had even quarreled countless times over this job.

And she actually said she was going to quit?

Since regaining her body, He Wenzhu has not spoken a word to that soul.

She knew "He Wenzhu" too well. If she only replied to her with one sentence, she would definitely not stop.

Carrying the vegetables, I returned home.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Qiu Tingting walking towards her listlessly.

"Mom, why did you come back so late? I'm starving."

He Wenzhu looked at the child who was already on her chest, paused, and then said, "If you're hungry, you can cook a meal first."

Hearing this, Qiu Tingting's eyes widened!

It was as if she couldn't believe how such words could come out of her mother's mouth.

"Mom, I'm your daughter, not your slave. Why are you asking me to cook?"