This time the injury was more serious than before, but the recovery speed was ridiculously fast; he was able to run again in less than forty days.
Not only that, he felt like a completely different person.
I've become stronger, my reactions are faster, and even my hearing is better than before.
Lately, Su Qingzhi has been making him soups and tonics almost every day, with different variations.
Lu Jichuan wasn't an ungrateful person; he drank every drop of soup clean.
But he didn't ask.
He knew what Su Qingzhi was doing in secret, but he never exposed her or questioned her.
Can Ningning trick him?
Everything she does is for his own good.
He knows this in his heart, and that's enough.
"You can come along, but don't touch me."
Su Qingzhi looked up and stared at him.
Did you hear me clearly?
"What if, once we're in the hospital, you really think it's our little nest, and you start hugging and kissing, getting so excited that you tear open your wound..."
"Then I'll really get angry with you. Don't blame me for turning my back on you later."
Lu Jichuan immediately straightened his back, a fawning smile plastered on his face.
"I'll listen to my wife completely, and I promise I won't lift a finger, not even a hair."
Su Qingzhi almost burst out laughing when she saw his obedient and charming appearance.
This person, who is usually so composed, turns into a little puppy when he's around her.
After quickly packing their belongings, the family of four headed towards the residential compound.
The distance from the hospital to the family compound is not short by normal standards; it would normally take about fifteen minutes to walk there.
But Lu Jichuan led them onto a secluded side road.
It was a narrow alleyway nestled between old buildings, so narrow that only two people could walk side by side.
But this road is fast, bypassing the crowded market and main road, and it only takes seven or eight minutes to reach the entrance of the residential compound.
"Battalion Commander! I've never seen this road before!"
Yang Wenbing looked shocked.
"Then what's the point of me getting up before dawn every day and walking for more than half an hour to the hospital?"
If he had known about this shortcut from the beginning, he could have slept at least half an hour more every day.
Lu Jichuan merely glanced at him indifferently.
Yang Wenbing immediately shut up, lowered his head, and bent over.
I'd only ever heard that the battalion commander seemed to have GPS wherever he went, and it turns out it's no exaggeration.
The soldier on guard duty was a junior soldier in the battalion named Li Qing.
Upon seeing Lu Jichuan appear, he immediately raised his hand in salute.
"battalion commander!"
Lu Jichuan nodded and handed over Su Qingzhi and Su Zhouzhou's identification documents.
"Please register."
"Okay!"
Li Qing accepted it respectfully with both hands.
After filling it out, he respectfully returned the materials.
"Battalion Commander, Sister-in-law, and Miss, you may come in now."
"Thanks for your hard work."
Su Qingzhi smiled and thanked her.
Li Qing's hand trembled, and he almost dropped the registration book and materials on the ground.
He hurriedly steadied his hand, his face turning red.
"Sister-in-law, you flatter me! My work is nothing, you're too kind!"
He felt a sudden panic.
This is the battalion commander's wife, and she actually thanked him in person?
He secretly glanced at Su Qingzhi.
Is this really their battalion commander's wife?
They were from completely different worlds from those women who were always making a fuss and pointing fingers in the camp.
Other wives, relying on their husbands being platoon leaders or company commanders, walk with their heads held high.
But he had never seen anyone like Su Qingzhi before.
He then secretly glanced at Lu Jichuan, the cold-faced battalion commander whose shouts could shatter eardrums.
He actually lowered his head to listen to Su Qingzhi speak.
Li Qing was dumbfounded.
It wasn't a dream; it was real.
When he gets off work tonight, he's going to brag to his buddies: I saw my sister-in-law!
Su Qingzhi had no idea that someone was secretly "deifying" her behind the scenes; she was simply walking side by side with Lu Jichuan toward the family compound.
She was carrying a cloth bag containing woolen socks and several packets of tea for Lu Jichuan.
The courtyard is divided into two sections.
On one side are three-story tenement buildings, arranged in three rows, with clotheslines hanging from the windows.
Cotton-padded trousers, shirts, diapers, and thermal underwear were layered and hung in the air.
On the other side were several rows of small bungalows, each with its own courtyard, which made the area much quieter.
Each household has a low fence in front of its door, and the yard is planted with scallions, garlic, and chili peppers.
The noise never stopped when I passed by the tenement building.
"Zhang Xiuying! Don't hang your clothes outside if you can't wring them out! My blankets are all wet!"
Aunt Wang from the third floor leaned half her body out and shouted at the top of her lungs.
"Your house is always sizzling with chili peppers, the smoke is so thick it makes my eyes water. Can't you at least call out before you open the window?"
Brother Zhao on the fourth floor couldn't hold back any longer. He pinched his nose and peeked out from the kitchen, fanning the air with a pained expression.
"Your child cries like a wolf in the middle of the night, can you soothe him before he goes to sleep?"
...
The smell of cooking fumes was as strong as a wok.
This is a typical day for an ordinary person—trivial, noisy, yet so warm that you don't want to escape.
A group of women were gathered around the old locust tree downstairs.
Some were busy sewing shoe soles, while others were chatting while knitting sweaters; their hands were never idle, and their mouths never stopped either.
When they saw Lu Jichuan and Su Qingzhi walking over, the women immediately stopped what they were doing and looked up at them.
My gaze traveled from Lu Jichuan's military uniform to Su Qingzhi's cloth shoes, and then to the perfect distance between the two of them.
"Hey, isn't this Battalion Commander Lu?"
The first to speak was the chubby Mrs. Li.
Her shout immediately drew even more attention.
"Battalion Commander Lu, is this... your wife?"
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