Rong Zhiyuan asked, "Dad, is Mom better now?"
"I'm feeling better. I just took my medicine and went to sleep. Let's go back and cook."
When the three returned home, they saw Aunt Ma coming towards them from the other side.
When Aunt Ma saw the three of them, she quickly called out, "Commander Rong, it's just in time to see you. The food is ready, we've been waiting for you."
In fact, Rong Lianhu and Feng Qing were not very close. They only started to interact more after Jiaojiao came into the picture. With everything that happened today, he had forgotten about it.
But now that Fu Ya is sick, he can only apologize and say, "Auntie, I'm so sorry, my wife is sick and can't be left alone. Please tell Battalion Commander Feng that I'll treat him to drinks another day."
Aunt Ma exclaimed in surprise, "She was perfectly fine this afternoon, how did she get sick? What kind of illness is it?"
Aunt Ma seemed a little anxious. Could it be because her child was injured?
Rong Lianhu said, "He probably developed a high fever from all the running around this afternoon."
"So how is it now?"
"She's already had the injection and taken the medicine, she's fine now."
Aunt Ma breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. Then take good care of her. I have a lot to do today, so I'll come see her again tomorrow."
"Okay, take care, ma'am."
Aunt Ma waved her hand and left. Seeing that only her mother-in-law had returned, Hu Xiaoxiao asked in confusion, "Aren't Dr. Fu and Battalion Commander Rong coming?"
Aunt Ma said, "He can't come. Dr. Fu is sick. Battalion Commander Rong said..."
Aunt Ma recounted her conversation with Rong Lianhu, and Hu Xiaoxiao replied, "Alright, let's get together again sometime."
Fu Ya couldn't breastfeed her baby because of injections and medication, so Rong Lianhu only made her eat and take her medicine, and kept her asleep the rest of the time.
He took care of everything himself, from making formula for his daughter to changing diapers in the middle of the night.
As Rong Jiaojiao slept, she was dreaming about something, waving her little hands and giggling.
Rong Lianhu was both amused and exasperated. He was worried that she would be frightened during the day and develop a fever at night, so he hadn't dared to sleep soundly.
She, on the other hand, was laughing so happily even in her dreams.
I gave my daughter a light pat on the bottom, covered her with her blanket, and then went back to sleep.
What he didn't know was that his daughter's soul was immersed in a small space.
Inside, the grass was lush and green, and she crawled around on the grass, giggling to herself.
What Rong Jiaojiao didn't know was that she had inadvertently become the master of the little secret realm.
She drank the Meng Po soup, washing away her past life, and when her soul was reincarnated, she was a real baby.
She didn't have time to recognize the small secret realm as her master back then. If she had entered the small secret realm in her soul form at that time, the secret realm would have automatically recognized her as its master, and for all eternity, as long as her soul remained, the space would have followed her.
Because of the time constraints, the Soul Reaper had no choice but to only transmit to her a spell for recognizing a master.
What he didn't know was that in his haste, he didn't transmit the secret method of recognizing the master at all, but a set of underworld talisman inheritances, almost causing Rong Jiaojiao to miss out on the space.
Fortunately, by a twist of fate, the blood droplet landed on the jade bead, completing the first step of recognizing its master, and the small secret realm was able to disappear into her sea of consciousness.
As she fell asleep that night, her soul relaxed and was pulled back into the little secret realm, where she completed the soul recognition process.
At this moment, Rong Jiaojiao was unaware that she had unknowingly obtained a secret space that could follow her for all eternity.
Meanwhile, she was practicing the techniques in her mind over and over again. Although they had no real effect on her body, they allowed her to become proficient at them.
Rong Lianhu had to keep an eye on his daughter and daughter-in-law every night, and he didn't get much rest.
The next day, I got up before dawn and woke up my two sons to practice martial arts. This had been going on since they came to the army.
After his two sons stood in the yard in a horse stance, Rong Lianhu started making breakfast.
Fu Ya heard the noise, woke up feeling much better, and prepared to go to work.
But Rong Lianhu was worried and persuaded her to stay. He quickly ate breakfast and then went to ask for leave for her before going to training.
Knowing her husband cared for her, Fu Ya naturally didn't try to be strong and stayed home to rest.
After breakfast, I was playing with Rong Jiaojiao when I heard a knock on the door. I got up to open it and saw Aunt Ma standing at the door holding Feng Baozhu, with a concerned smile on her face.
She quickly said, "Auntie, what brings you here?"
Aunt Ma walked into the house and saw that Fu Ya looked much better, so she breathed a sigh of relief: "Dr. Fu, I heard you were sick, so I came to see you. How are you feeling now?"
Fu Ya smiled gratefully: "I'm much better, thank you for your concern, Auntie. Lian Hu took me to the hospital yesterday, and the doctor said it was just a common fever and I'll be fine after some rest."
Aunt Ma nodded, went into the house, and saw Rong Jiaojiao playing on the kang (a heated brick bed). A loving smile appeared on her face: "This child is so cute. Is your injury any better?"
Fu Ya asked Aunt Ma to sit down, poured her a glass of warm water, and said as she poured, "You're much better now. The doctor said it was just a superficial injury and you'll recover quickly."
After pouring the water, I went over, picked up Rong Jiaojiao, and let her sit on my lap.
Aunt Ma wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "I don't know why, but it feels much hotter this year than in previous years."
If Aunt Ma hadn't pointed it out, Fu Ya wouldn't have noticed. But now, reminded by Aunt Ma, Fu Ya realized that since the New Year, there had been no snow, let alone rain, only two light rains.
Fu Ya nodded: "It is indeed much hotter."
Aunt Ma was getting restless. She had experienced a drought when she was a child, and she remembered that the weather was unusually hot at the beginning. When she talked to Fu Ya about her childhood experiences, her face showed a trace of fear of the situation at that time.
She said, "Those two years of drought were so bad that people were eating each other. The sun was blazing, and the soil on the road was so dry it looked like it was smoking. When you stepped on it, a cloud of dust would rise up."
"The water in the well was getting less and less until it dried up completely. There wasn't a single blade of grass in the fields, let alone any crops. Everyone could only look up at the sky and hope for some rain."
“I was only seven or eight years old at that time. Every day I would follow the adults to fetch water from the deep mountains, and it would take one or two days to go back and forth.”
As Fu Ya listened, her heart tightened. Although she had never experienced a drought, she could feel the despair and helplessness from Aunt Ma's description.
She gently patted Rong Jiaojiao's back, comforting herself and Aunt Ma: "Things are different now. We have a reservoir and the government is helping us. It won't be as difficult as it used to be."
Aunt Ma sighed, "I hope so. But I'm still worried. Look at the sky, it hasn't rained properly in a long time. If this continues, the crops in the fields will suffer. We depend on the weather for our livelihood, and if a drought comes, it will be a real disaster."
Fu Ya nodded, but a sense of worry also crept into her heart.
Aunt Ma stood up: "No, I have to go back and tell my eldest son to stock up on wild vegetables and mushrooms while there are still some on the mountain. That way, if something happens, they won't go hungry."
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