This dinner was certainly not just a meal, but a banquet to confirm the relationship between the two.

There was no severe crackdown during the famine years, but the troops tacitly agreed not to be too extravagant and wasteful, so the banquets were only for superiors, comrades-in-arms with whom they had a good relationship, and their families.

"Of course I should. I was able to do this smoothly thanks to the help of many people in the army. Especially the director of the Women's Federation, Xiao Zhao who drove the car, and Wang Zhaodi, the wife of Wang."

The man nodded and said, "I'm going to hand over my work and will be back later."

"Not eating lunch?"

"Well, I'll be back in the evening."

"Okay." Qiao Yu said neatly.

Zhou Ze'an went straight to the brigade commander, who laughed and patted him on the shoulder, "Good job, Ze'an, you completed the mission well! There is a commendation from the higher-ups! You should have a good rest at home."

"yes!"

"Oh, by the way, your lover is doing well in the army and has taught the children well. You have a good eye this time."

As he was talking, the brigade commander gave him a brief account of Qiao Yu's great achievements during the six months he had been on duty.

The director of the Women's Federation is the brigade commander's lover, and he has watched that girl improve her life step by step.

The brigade commander patted his shoulder again with deep emotion, "I am finally relieved that you can marry such a good woman."

Zhou Ze'an didn't respond, but said, "Commander, I'll be hosting a party in a few days, you and the director should remember to come."

"I'll remember it. I'll definitely remember it."

on the other side.

Zhou Jun was the first one to return home with Xiaoyong. When he smelled the familiar fragrance, he knew that his aunt had returned.

Xiaoyong has grown stronger in the past six months. At least he no longer has a big head and a small body and needs to be held all the time.

"Auntie!"

"Hey! Army boy! Are you back? Wash your hands and serve the meal!"

"good!"

Zhou Jun was very quick and not only did he wash his own hands, he also held his younger brother's hand and rubbed it under the faucet.

Before I tightened the faucet, I heard a clamoring voice: "Brother! Don't turn it off! I want to take a shower too!!"

Zhou Jun tightened the faucet.

After Zhou Wu and Slug discussed where to pick up shells at noon, they entered the yard and found that the faucet was turned off.

"Brother! Didn't I tell you I wanted to use the water too? Why did you turn it off?!"

Zhou Jun replied: "Auntie said we should save water!"

There was famine everywhere, and even though there was no shortage of fresh water on the island, Qiao Yu still asked the children to save water.

"Oh..." Zhou Wu stopped talking.

While eating, Qiao Yu mentioned Zhou Ze'an.

Zhou Wu clapped his chopsticks, "What? Auntie, are you saying that Dad is back?"

…

Zhou Ze'an is back, and the things in the space have to be taken out.

Qiao Yu had been taking food from the bedroom in front of the children, but actually from the living room. As soon as Zhou Ze'an came back, the food had to be placed in the bedroom.

The master bedroom is larger than the two secondary bedrooms, but...how much can be put in an area of ​​only a dozen square meters?

Coarse grains, flour and other things were placed under the bed, and raw eggs were placed in a jar, cushioned with straw to prevent them from breaking. As the temperature on the island dropped, there was no need to worry about the eggs going bad, so they were covered with a wooden lid and placed in a corner.

In addition to the space under the bed, there are several wooden boxes piled up next to the closet.

The box originally contained cloth, maltose, sugar, etc. She put space for things other than food and replaced the empty space with food.

With Zhou Ze'an around, cooking can only be done through Minglu.

In the evening, Zhou Ze'an finally came back.

She asked, "Mr. Zhou, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"..."

He was not so shocked when his superiors, comrades, and even the soldiers who were insubordinate called him "Old Zhou".

Zhou Ze'an was silent for a moment, then asked, "Is there enough food at home?"

Qiao Yu whispered, "You don't know yet, I went to the black market in the nearby city these past few months and ran into a very important person. Would you believe that she dared to exchange food for banknotes? Anyway, the food I stockpiled in my bedroom was all expensive food, which our production team couldn't even buy if they wanted to.

I often go to the city under the pretext of picking up packages, but in reality I go there to buy expensive food. Otherwise, how could I have kept those army brats so well with just malted milk and those snacks?"

The unmatched person praised himself in disguise without changing his expression.

"Oh? There's famine all over the country, where does he get food?"

Tsk.

As expected of a soldier, he could sense something was wrong in her words and started to get to the bottom of it.

She had replayed this conversation in her mind many times.

The kids below can be fooled, but the one in front of him is a leader who has risen to a high position at a young age. How can he be so easily fooled?

Before he came back, she had made up stories in her mind about how to fool him, for example, the food came from wasteland reclaimed by "someone special" in the black market, or that they were part of an industrial chain, etc.

She overturned them all.

She had never met Zhou Ze'an before. What if he was an upright person? People in this era were very rigid and could not change their minds. If Zhou Ze'an was such a person, once she lied to him, he would definitely think that she had had a deep contact with an "unfortunate person".

What if Zhou Ze'an wants to eradicate this cancer and wants her to cooperate?

Did he really want her to help him eliminate himself?

Telling one lie requires telling countless lies to cover it up.

In this case, perfunctory is the best outcome.

Qiao Yu said bluntly, "How would I know? In the black market, no one asks where the goods come from. I'm afraid the other party won't sell them. I just exchange the money and the goods, and then I leave. These days, it's good enough to have food to sell. It's better to have less trouble than more."

"He sells food in the same location?"

"Yes, we had to hurry up. When he sold food for the first few times, others found less. Later, even if someone was there the night before, it was all sold out when I went there in the morning. Fortunately, I had foresight and stocked up a lot."

“Is he still selling it?”

Qiao Yu shook his head, "I don't know, I guess they moved to a new place. After all, selling food these days is too conspicuous."

"Um."

"By the way, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"……Casual."

Maybe others don't like to give casual answers, but Qiao Yu is different.

Whatever = decide for yourself.

What if the other party is not satisfied with what you have made?

It doesn't matter, she can make the other person doubt his life.

You've already given me everything, and you still want me to make abalone and shark fin? !

Following the principle of proximity, she pulled out a bag of food from under the bed, scooped out a full bowl of coarse grains, and picked up five raw eggs.

When Zhou Ze'an saw her move, he knew that she was a generous and casual lesbian.

Zhou Ze'an started the fire. Qiao Yu mixed the noodles with cold water, cut the cabbage and added a spoonful of oil to the bottom of the pot, stir-fried it and added water. After it boiled, he added the coarse grains that had been lumped together, and finally beat five eggs into the soup.

Just another simple meal.

Zhou Jun and his children came back, washed their hands first, and then each took their own bowl to the table.

Dawei was holding his own bowl, and because he was secretly glancing at Zhou Ze'an, the soup overflowed onto his palm. He held the bowl with one hand and licked the palm of his other hand. When he looked over again, he met Zhou Ze'an's deep black eyes.

Dawei was so frightened that his face turned pale.

Snap——

Qiao Yu slapped Zhou Ze'an on the back fiercely and said, "You scared the child. Go and get your own bowl!"

"......Yeah." Zhou Ze'an said in a low voice.

Qiao Yu grinned at Dawei, showing his teeth, "Don't be afraid, Dawei. Your Uncle Zhou only looks fierce, but he is actually a very easy-going person. If he treats you badly, tell mom and I will beat him so badly that his parents won't recognize him! Don't worry, mom can beat him."

Others: “…”

Zhou Ze'an stumbled and almost ruined the lump soup in his hand.

I've heard of people beating people, but rarely have I heard of women beating men.

She...want to abuse him?