The dying Zhou Ze'an could only see Qiao Yu's face, and the rest of the environment, including the area below Qiao Yu's neck, was blurry.
Qiao Yu: "Anything else? Apart from Zhou Jun's three children, is there anything else you want to tell me?"
Taking advantage of the last moments of his life, Zhou Ze'an continued, "You are a good girl. Fortunately, we didn't spend much time together. After I die, you can take the pension. Live a good life. I wish you happiness."
"What? What did you say? I can't hear you. Speak louder."
Zhou Ze'an repeated it more than ten times.
The brigade commander on the side: ...
Qiao Yu: "Anything else? Any last wishes?" She had already had the bullet removed from her body.
This bullet is close to the heart and cannot be removed smoothly due to current medical equipment.
Zhou Ze'an was in a trance and saw his mother and elder brother, and returned to his childhood life in the countryside.
"Please take my ashes back to the production team and give them to my mother."
Oh, this.
This is very important.
Qiao Yu thought that he had to make the other party repeat it at least a hundred times to make it difficult for him to die.
In fact, Qiao Yu also did this.
The brigade commander who watched the whole process again: Hmm…
After finishing, Zhou Ze'an slowly closed his eyes.
Qiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief and patted him on the shoulder, "Old Zhou, it's okay. The three military kids still have a father, and I don't have to take your ashes back to the production team and remarry."
Zhou Zean: "Hmm?"
The brigade commander's voice came: "Ze'an, have a good rest. If you need anything, talk to the guards. I'll come to see you tomorrow."
Qiao Yu: "Well, I'm tired too. I'll go back to cook and come see you tomorrow."
Zhou Ze’an: ???
He opened his eyelids and looked at the pure white ceiling.
So, he's not dead?
…
It was still daytime when I went out, and it was already afternoon when I got home.
I thought I would have to clean up the kitchen at home, but...
There are wrapped dumplings in the pot?!
The cute little Yuanbao, white and chubby, waved at her happily.
She picked up the dumplings and put them on the pot lid, preparing to boil water to put the dumplings in. She saw a piece of paper on the side and started reading it while the water was boiling.
Zhou Jun: Auntie, the uncle in the courtyard said you had something to do at noon and couldn't come back, so we made the dumplings ourselves. We ate our portion, and you usually eat less, so we were afraid you wouldn't have enough, so we left twelve.
The dumplings had thin skin and lots of fillings, and each one was very big. She was almost full after eating eight.
If it tastes good, you can save space for the rest to copy.
She took a bite...
She only chopped the stuffing, and the children seasoned the meat themselves.
This taste?
Qiao Yu was a little carried away.
After eating eleven of them, she burped with satisfaction.
If there wasn't one left to copy, she would have finished both the high and low ones!
I don’t know who made the filling, it tastes so good.
You have talent.
It can be cultivated.
There is still space for fresh pork. I will chop the stuffing myself tomorrow, let the children prepare it, and then send it to Lao Zhou.
As for dumplings, which flavor is better, pork or shrimp?
She thinks everyone has his or her own age.
The aroma of pork and the freshness of shrimp are both irresistible.
In the afternoon, after the children came back, Qiao Yu asked about the seasoning.
The children all pointed at Zhou Jun.
Zhou Jun scratched his head, "What's wrong, auntie? Is it not tasty?"
"No, no, no, it's this one." Qiao Yu raised his thumb.
Zhou Jun's shy smile widened, and for the first time, his nervousness faded away, revealing a peak of confidence.
Qiao Yu: "By the way, can you help auntie prepare the stuffing tomorrow?"
"We're still eating pork tomorrow?"
"You won't be able to eat tomorrow. Your father is in the hospital and needs nourishment. I made this just for him."
"Dad is in the hospital?!"
Zhou Wu couldn't care less about eating and asked, "Aunt, Dad is injured? Is it serious?"
Facing the anxious gazes of the children, Qiao Yu smiled and said, "It's okay. You may need to stay at home for a while. Then... Military boy, you have a heavy burden. Auntie won't let you tire yourself out. You can save the extra money and spend it however you want."
Zhou Jun frowned, "Auntie, you don't have to give me more money. I deserve it for my contribution."
Qiao Yu waved his hands, "Let's put it this way."
Zhou Jun wanted to say something else, but a knock on the door interrupted their conversation.
"Sister Qiao! Are you there?"
Hearing Wang Zhaodi's voice, Qiao Yu went to open the gate himself.
"Sister Wang? Why are you here?"
"Didn't you ask the market people to bring some fresh seafood to the island at noon? I saw it and I paid you for it."
"Is that so? Thank you, Sister Wang. If you hadn't taken care of it, I think the fresh produce would have been taken back by the members. Wouldn't that be a complete hassle? Sister Wang, you helped both sides instantly by paying the money."
Qiao Yu said nicely and returned the money.
Wang Zhaodi felt relieved after hearing this and her smile became more sincere.
Her mother-in-law still thinks she is meddling in other people’s business?
Who wouldn't be happy to talk to someone who is so good at talking and so knowledgeable?
Wang Zhaodi seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Is your old Zhou okay?"
...Is the news spreading so fast in the hospital?
That's right.
Now that Zhou Ze'an is out of danger, there is no need to hide the news.
"You found out so quickly?"
"My husband saw your old Zhou being carried back. Originally, the news was only spread among the troops. Now that your old Zhou has woken up, there is no need to hide it from us family members. However, there are regulations from above that Zhou Tuan must rest for three days before other people are allowed to visit."
Qiao Yu: "Okay, it's no big deal."
"No..." Change of career?
Qiao Yu understood what the other party meant and shook his head.
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on the other side.
After the news of Zhou Tuan's hospitalization became widely known, Bai Yu's eyes became empty and he fell down on the bed.
How is it possible? How could it be...
Shouldn’t the news of Zhou Tuan’s death spread throughout the compound in a few days?
Didn't Zhou Tuan's pension come out soon?
After so many years, she should have forgotten it long ago.
But at this moment, the face of Zhou Ze'an when he died reappeared clearly in his mind.
Zhou Ze'an told her...
Oh no, it's a pre-death transaction.
If she promised to raise the three children of Zhou Jun, Zhou Wen and Zhou Wu, she could get all the pension. Otherwise, the bulk of it would be sent to Zhou Ze'an's mother, and she could only get a very small portion.
With the brigade commander watching her, she had no choice but to agree to raise Zhou Jun's three children.
From then on, the nightmare began...
Otherwise, why would she be clamoring for a divorce from a group leader and secretly spreading the word that Zhou Ze'an was not good enough?
Why did she dare to go against a group leader? !
She knew that this was a dying man, so she only needed to grasp the powerful Lu Hongjun in the future, and nothing else mattered.
If Zhou Ze'an is not dead, will Lu Hongjun still have a chance to rise?
How could Zhou Ze'an not be dead...
Can.
Bai Yu knew the rules here. Since the news of Zhou Ze'an's hospitalization spread, it revealed that he was still alive, which was almost certain -
Zhou Ze'an is really alive!!!
What about Lu Hongjun? What should she do?
Wasn't what she did before just digging her own grave?
What to do, what to do...
I don’t know if it’s because I’m too anxious or what, but the headache is overwhelming my abdominal discomfort.
When she reacted, the obvious red marks at the base of her legs burned her eyes.
Lu Hongjun had just come back from dinner and was about to go to the bedroom when he heard a clang and quickly quickened his pace.
When I opened the bedroom door, I saw Bai Yu lying miserably on the ground, her face covered with tears and sweat, and her face was frighteningly pale.
When she saw him coming, she reached out to grab him, "Red Army, hurry up, take me to the hospital..."
Lu Hongjun's eyes were red. He picked her up and sprinted 800 meters away.
The person who was about to say hello, after seeing Lu Hongjun's condition and the pregnant woman in his arms, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly made way for him in silence.
Only after Lu Hongjun disappeared did people start to discuss in a low voice.
"What happened to Bai Yu?"
"Looking at Captain Lu's reaction, I guess something happened to the child."
"Bai Yu didn't do good deeds himself, so the retribution has fallen on the child."
"Keep your voice down. That's feudal superstition."
No one said anything else.
After all, no matter what, Bai Yu is carrying a life in her belly.