Chapter 21 Chapter 21 Unfortunately, I can’t help it. My body is too weak…
Liang Xin and Lu Zewei walked down the stairs one after the other.
Lu Zewei looked at the uncle with a simple smile on his face, "Uncle Qi, why are you here alone? Da Zhuang, Er Zhuang, San Zhuang, and Si Zhuang didn't come with you?"
"The production team slaughtered pigs early this year, and someone from the neighboring commune drove a tractor into the city, so I quickly took a ride to bring you pork, chickens and ducks." Uncle Qi picked up a piece of meat tied with straw, "Chongfeng, I heard that you were sick, so I got you some mutton from the countryside. It's cold in winter, so it's just right for you and your bride to replenish your bodies."
"Seventh Uncle."
Liang Xin followed and called for help. Looking at the two large pots of meat, she thought that today was Laba Festival and it was time to pickle the chicken and meat to make preserved food.
Uncle Seven: "Oh, good, he's really handsome, Chongfeng is lucky."
"Seventh Brother, stop busying yourself. The glutinous rice balls are ready. I've also made you a plate of egg fried rice with a plate of braised pork head from the service center. I've also got some garlic cloves for you. Come and eat."
Hu Fenglian hurried out of the kitchen, carrying several bags of snacks in her hands, including honey-covered dumplings, twisted dough sticks, sesame cakes, oil-fried fruits, two boxes of honey cakes and sesame paste fried cakes, and then she took out white sugar, brown sugar and rock sugar wrapped in hemp paper from the kitchen.
"This year, I am really grateful for the pork you sent me. This morning, the military district logistics department also brought a truckload of pork from the meat processing plant. Each family in the West Courtyard only received five kilograms, so I asked someone to get twenty kilograms more. I was thinking that I wouldn't be able to make sausages this year, and it just so happened that you sent me another twenty kilograms of pork."
Uncle Seven smiled and said, "I came here just because I knew that my sister-in-law pickled meat on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month every year. I didn't make it in the past years."
"Take these snacks back home to eat during the New Year. I have prepared two bags of flour a long time ago. I will ask Xiao Wei to help deliver them to your tractor later."
Hu Fenglian hurried to the room and came out soon, holding a stack of blue, gray and red cotton cloth in her hands. "Put this in too. You can decide how to divide it when you get back. I put five pounds of loose sugar in the bag, including rice dumpling candy, milk candy, coconut candy, sorghum syrup, orange candy, and all kinds of candy. Chongfeng didn't have a wedding banquet for his wedding, so you can take the candy back and share it with everyone."
Liang Xin looked at Uncle Qi and said "Hey" repeatedly, without saying a word of refusal, and walked over to eat.
It seems that giving gifts to each other has become a habit for both sides.
Lu Zewei opened the tea can, put a handful of tea leaves into Liang Xin's enamel teacup, added hot water and handed it to her, then walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat down.
"Uncle Qi, does your production team have any quotas for raising pigs?"
"What are the targets for raising pigs? As long as you have the money to buy breeding pigs, you can raise as many as you want."
Lu Zewei looked at the chickens waiting to be slaughtered in the backyard and asked, "Are there any indicators for raising chickens?"
"This year, no household is allowed to raise more chickens than the number of people. The brigade took the initiative to let me catch two chickens and send them to you." Uncle Qi picked up the egg fried rice and quickly ate it with chopsticks. "Chongfeng, why did you suddenly think of asking this?"
Lu Zewei looked at Liang Xin and said, "I care about you."
"Okay, okay, you care about me, I'm happy, happy."
Uncle Qi opened the bottle cap of Jiangjing Daqu and poured himself a glass of white wine. He took a sip of wine, a bite of meat and a bite of rice, and he was really happy eating.
Liang Xin carried the teacup to the backyard to find her mother-in-law.
"Mom, what time do you start pickling the meat?"
"You don't have to worry, go and have a rest."
"I'm not busy, the charge is busy."
Lu Chongfeng: “….”
"How can he make this?" Hu Fenglian found the salt and thought for a while. "Liang Xin likes spicy food. This year I will stir-fry some peppercorns and salt and pickle some salted chicken and pork with peppercorn flavor. Oh, and don't go up there either. Charge!"
Hu Fenglian walked back to the reception room and looked at Lu Zewei who was sitting at the dining table. "Two cadres returned to the city today. One is an old doctor from the military district hospital, and the other is the old director of the Chinese medicine hospital. They came to our house specially to see your father and to check on your illness as well."
Lu Chongfeng, who had seen many doctors but none of them could determine the cause of his illness, had no reaction after hearing this.
He himself probably knew the cause and already knew how to cure it.
After Uncle Qi finished eating, he carried a lot of bags on his back and went to catch the Shunfeng tractor. When the two old cadres arrived, they personally asked Lu Zewei about some of his symptoms, and Lu Zewei reacted as soon as they asked.
"Neurosis."
The old doctor at the General Hospital wore a pair of tortoise-shell glasses and had a weathered face. "After World War II, many soldiers developed war sequelae, including war neurosis, which is a disease caused by long-term stress to the point of collapse."
"War sequelae?" Commander Lu shook his head. "The last time he went to the battlefield was six years ago."
"A battlefield without gun smoke is still a war." The old doctor at the main hospital pushed up his glasses and spoke without any caution. "The human body can only bear a limited amount of pressure. As long as it is under enough pressure and continues to bear it, the central nervous system will be destroyed. This has been verified in many people ten years ago."
Commander Lu sat up straight, looked around, and coughed lightly.
Liang Xin lowered her head, covering the teacup with her hands, with no expression of surprise on her face.
Hu Fenglian didn't understand, "Then how should this disease be treated?"
"He has already developed involuntary whole body tremors, nervous headaches, and nervous heart pain. If things continue as normal, he will have difficulty moving and become schizophrenic."
The old doctor at the General Hospital looked at Lu Chongfeng who was looking at his new wife and said, "You are a lunatic."
Lu Chongfeng was stunned.
Why am I called a lunatic again?
It’s just what others say, but this guy is an old doctor who is highly respected!
"What do you mean?"
"The most severe person I've ever seen, under such long-term intense and painful mental stress, will have a mental breakdown and hysteria within two months." The old doctor in the main hospital had no obvious emotions in his eyes. "I heard that it has been almost half a year since your first attack. If you are not crazy, what are you?"
Lu Zewei: “…”
Glancing at Liang Xin.
"The old man is really good at praising people."
Liang Xin thought of the original book, the home of Wei Yuanyang's big backer.
All the children are dead.
This is probably how Lu Chongfeng died.
The old doctor at the main hospital smiled. "Since your condition has not worsened, it means you have entered a good mental environment. You no longer need to struggle with your will and thoughts. Please prescribe some Chinese medicine for you to maintain this good environment and rest slowly."
The Lu family all breathed a sigh of relief.
Chief Lu looked at Liang Xin first.
Hu Fenglian grabbed Liang Xin's hand and held it tightly until her hands trembled and tears of joy flowed from her eyes.
Lu Zewei already understood it in his heart, so his immediate reaction was not that strong. Only a slight curve appeared at the corners of his lips.
The old director of the Chinese Medicine Hospital took Lu Zewei's pulse and observed his complexion and tongue coating closely. "The fire in his heart is too strong, which has burned his veins. His emotions are frustrated, his Qi is stagnant, his complexion is dull, and his heart blood is deficient. I will prescribe two doses of Guipi Decoction and Bazhen Decoction to replenish Qi and blood, strengthen the spleen and nourish the heart."
Liang Xin handed over the letter paper and pen.
The old dean wrote down the medicinal materials, decoction methods and precautions needed for the Guipi Decoction prescription on a piece of paper.
"The heart is deprived of nourishment, and it takes a certain amount of time to recover. Don't think too much, overwork your mind, and secretly consume the heart's yin. Don't exercise too much. Take more walks and move less to nourish your heart."
Liang Xin suddenly smiled.
The curve of Lu Zewei's mouth corner dropped instantly.
"When I'm doing fine, I run three laps during drills, while they only run one lap."
The old dean: "You continue to fight the disease in your sweat at night?"
Lu Zewei: “….”
The old dean: "Rest in peace."
Liang Xin followed her mother-in-law and, after seeing off the two old doctors, she walked back to the living room with light steps.
"Look!" Hu Fenglian pinched her waist and looked at Chief Lu with pride, "If I hadn't acted in time and married Liang Xin back, I don't know what my son would be like now!"
Chief Lu said nothing, but glanced at Lu Chongfeng and said, "Listen to the doctor's advice, take good care of your heart, and let go of the things that shouldn't be your concern for the time being."
Lu Zewei: "Then why did you name me Chongfeng? Why didn't you name me Fangxia?"
Chief Lu glared: "You..."
"Lu put it down, pickle the meat."
"......"
The whole family looked at Liang Xin in surprise as she suddenly interrupted Chief Lu.
Liang Xin picked up the sleeve and looked back at the three faces, each one more dull than the last. "What is a good environment for spiritual recuperation?"
"... responsible for the common household chores of the couple, such as cooking, sweeping and cleaning." Lu Zewei stepped forward and took the sleeve from Liang Xin's hand, "pickle the meat."
Hu Fenglian suddenly burst into laughter.
A few smile lines appeared on Chief Lu's dignified face.
The big iron pot and steel pot in the Lu family’s kitchen were all filled with boiling water.
Boiling water was poured over the chicken that had been bled. Liang Xin was not idle either. She plucked the chicken feathers together with her mother-in-law and Lu Yueji who had returned home for the holiday.
The feathers of a chicken that has been scalded with boiling water are very easy to pluck. Just pull gently and the feathers will be pulled out from the pores. The chicken skin will become clean and there will be an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.
"Second sister-in-law, can you play shuttlecock?"
Lu Yueji found a few beautiful feathers from the rooster's tail. They were brilliant black and red, shining brightly in the sun. "I'll go to the hardware store and buy two iron washers. Let's sew a shuttlecock to play with, shall we?"
Liang Xin picked out two beautiful chicken feathers and handed them to her, "Go buy them and ask your second brother to sew them."
Lu Zewei, who was carefully scraping the fish scales, slowly raised his head, glanced at the chicken feathers, then lowered his head and scraped the fish scales off with the knife.
"My second brother is now better than me. He can even sew quilts."
Lu Yueji placed the chicken feathers for shuttlecocks aside, picked up the last rooster in the large aluminum basin and began to pluck its feathers, "Second sister-in-law, Wei Yuanyang is at home."
Lu Chongfeng suddenly raised his head, holding up the knife for scraping fish scales, "What is he doing here?"
Lu Yueji took two steps back silently, "I don't know, he came to see dad, in dad's study."
Liang Xin put the plucked chicken into a large aluminum basin, stood up and wanted to rub his waist, but he smelled the fishy smell of chicken on his hands, so he held it back, walked to the wall, and washed his hands with soap.
"Yueji, shall we make a pot of tea?"
Lu Zewei put down the knife, walked to Liang Xin, picked up the soap she had just used, slowly applied it to the palms and backs of her hands, then to each finger, and rubbed it carefully to remove the fishy smell.
Suddenly he noticed Liang Xin standing beside him, looking down at his hands.
Lu Zewei slowed down and inserted his hands into the gaps between his fingers, rubbing them until blisters appeared.
"Sister-in-law, what kind of tea would you like?"
Liang Xin avoided her gaze, "Green tea."
"I'll go soak."
When Lu Chongfeng passed by Liang Xin, his arm gently touched her shoulder and walked into the living room.
Soon, holding the recliner in his left hand and the enamel tray in his right hand, he walked to the old wooden table in the yard and placed the tray and recliner.
Lu Yueji looked at Lu Chongfeng's thoughtfulness in amazement, "Second brother, where is my chair?"
Lu Chongfeng: "Don't you have arms?"
Lu Yueji: “…”
Liang Xin sat in the recliner, resting her back against the curve of the chair, looking at the sun in the sky, squinting her eyes in comfort.
Lu Chongfeng quickly brought a stack of newspapers and a few books, and also prepared honey-sandalwood cakes, sesame cakes, melon seeds, orchid beans, honey sugar cakes and sesame paste fried cakes.
"Just sit down and rest. You don't have to do anything."
"Sister-in-law, how did you turn my brother into this?" Lu Yueji moved the small stool she had used to pluck the chicken feathers and took a piece of fried sesame cake. "I almost don't recognize him anymore. He's almost as considerate and thoughtful as my brother Ping."
"I was the person he helped to try out a new reform experience."
Liang Xin picked up the teacup, took a sip of hot tea, and exhaled slowly.
"Whom to help?"
Lu Yueji didn't understand, "What reform and new experience?"
Lu Chongfeng suddenly came over with a knife in his hand, "Why are you asking about adult matters, kid? Go pickle the chicken."
"Didn't you say you would do it and let us rest?"
"Who said anything to you? Go to work."
"Lu Ba Pi."
After Lu Yueji finished taking a bite of the fried cake with sesame paste in her hand, she moved her small stool to the large aluminum basin and sat down to marinate the chicken.
Wei Yuanyang came to the backyard and watched the Lu brothers and sisters, one killing fish and the other pickling chicken. Liang Xin, whom he thought would not be valued by the Lu family, was lying on a rocking chair, holding a cup of tea in one hand and the latest People's Daily in the other, and chewing some snack in her mouth.
It was the first time he saw Liang Xin so relaxed.
I knew Liang Xin was beautiful before. At this moment, she was wearing a red woolen coat. The sunlight cast a thin layer of gold powder on her snow-white skin. Her laziness revealed a kind of beauty that made people unable to take their eyes off her.
Suddenly, a tall figure holding a knife stood in front of Liang Xin.
There was still blood on the knife.
Wei Yuanyang took a step back and looked at Lu Chongfeng warily.
Liang Xin shielded the sun with her hands, turned around and saw that it was him, yawned, and lay back lazily.
Yawn!
Wei Yuanyang pursed his lips tightly.
He was unwilling to accept it.
He also didn't believe that Liang Xin would stop caring about him in such a short time.
Lu Chongfeng: "What's the matter?"
"Uncle Lu has guests. I'll go out and see if there's anything I can help with at home." Wei Yuanyang calmed down, knowing that there was no benefit in going against Lu Chongfeng. "Liang Xin and I are a thing of the past. Besides, we had no relationship originally. Chongfeng, we were both born in the Jinshan Garrison and lived together. We are not enemies."
"Charge, what are you doing?"
Chief Lu suddenly came out, and seeing Lu Chongfeng's posture, he said seriously: "Put away the knife."
"Put it away, who will kill the fish?"
"I'll do it."
Wei Yuanyang rolled up his sleeves but did not dare to step forward.
Chief Lu stared at Lu Chongfeng, "Yuanyang is a martyr's relative. If your uncle Wei were alive today, Yuanyang would be the same as you..."
"What the hell, I would rather starve to death than cheat a lesbian out of a penny."
Lu Chongfeng threw the knife accurately onto the chopping board next to the fish basin and said, "Go and kill it."
Wei Yuanyang breathed a sigh of relief, walked past Liang Xin, went to the large aluminum basin, picked up the knife, sat on the bench, and scraped off the half-scraped silver carp scales.
Chief Lu's shoulders relaxed slightly, and he turned and left in silence.
Lu Chongfeng washed his hands again, hooked a small stool with his foot, and sat down in front of Liang Xin's recliner, so that Wei Yuanyang could not see Liang Xin's face even from the corner of his eye.
"I was thinking of something."
"What's up?"
Liang Xin put down the newspaper and picked up the military newspaper. "Do you want to move the TV in the room to the first floor?"
"Put it wherever you want."
Lu Chongfeng looked at the enamel teacup in Liang Xin's hand and said, "I'm thirsty."
Liang Xin looked at the coffee table. On the enamel tray were another enamel teacup and a bamboo kettle. "Drink some water."
"This is too hot." Lu Chongfeng held out his hand, "I'm thirsty."
Wei Yuanyang sat up straight and looked at the two of them.
When he saw Liang Xin handing the teacup to Lu Chongfeng, Lu Chongfeng refused to take it and directly lowered his head to drink water from the teacup. His hand holding the knife handle was so strong that it turned white.
"Bang!"
The sound of the kitchen knife hitting the chopping board made Lu Chongfeng, who had quenched his thirst, look up and tilt his head to take a look, "You don't know how to kill fish?"
"...will kill."
"Why is Yuanyang working?"
Hu Fenglian came back from outside after buying some peppercorns. When she saw the scene in the yard, she was stunned for a moment and glared at the study room unhappily, "Yueji, go clean up your room."
"It's already been packed."
Lu Yueji likes to stay here. Although she doesn’t know why, she just wants to stay by the side and continue watching.
She rubbed salt into the chicken's stomach while looking at the three people.
"Aunt Hu, it's okay." Wei Yuanyang picked up the kitchen knife and cut open the fish's belly swiftly. "I killed a lot of fish when I went to the countryside. Uncle Lu said that even if we can't get married, we are still brothers and sisters. It's my duty to help with the housework. You don't have to treat me as a guest."
He is indeed the hero who made half of his fortune by talking.
Thick-skinned and flexible.
Liang Xin put down the cup, "Mom, do you want to fry peppercorns and salt?"
"Yes." Hu Fenglian looked at her daughter and said, "Yueji, don't rub salt all over the chicken. Leave two. I want salted chicken with pepper flavor. Your second sister-in-law likes spicy flavor."
Wei Yuanyang: “…”
I looked at Liang Xin with mixed feelings.
It seems that everyone in the Lu family attaches great importance to her.
If this continues, Liang Xin might really change her mind.
Just when Wei Yuanyang was panicking, he suddenly remembered that he was the only person Liang Xin treated so attentively.
Especially when seeing the relationship between Lu Chongfeng and Liang Xin up close, it is clear that Liang Xin does not take Lu Chongfeng seriously, let alone take him to heart.
Wei Yuanyang was filled with ecstasy, "I'll do it!"
There was a moment of silence in the backyard.
Lu Chongfeng narrowed his eyes.
"I, I want to help Aunt Hu." Wei Yuanyang explained hastily, "The fish has been killed. Aunt Hu is old, and the cook is not here, so I..."
Wei Yuanyang's voice suddenly stopped.
Because the moment Liang Xin stood up from the recliner, Lu Chongfeng heard the noise and turned around and lowered his head, and Liang Xin's lips just brushed his face.
Liang Xin stared stiffly at Lu Zewei who also froze at the same second.
Lu Zewei raised her hand and touched the part of her jaw where her lips had just touched, stroking it slowly. Then, she raised the corners of her lips and looked at Wei Yuanyang proudly.
Wei Yuanyang: “........”
He clenched his fists and stared at Liang Xin's reaction.
Liang Xin turned and walked into the reception room.
Wei Yuanyang followed his gaze, but was blocked by Lu Chongfeng's back as he entered the reception room.
"You rest, I'll do it."
Lu Zewei took the pepper, straightened his back, strode into the kitchen.
Liang Xin looked at his victorious back, raised her hand like him, and touched her lips.
He lowered his head and chuckled.
Wei Yuanyang stood under the sun. Perhaps because the sun was too strong, he felt like he was having trouble breathing.
"Can you fry it?" Hu Fenglian followed into the kitchen worriedly. "Use a honeycomb coal stove to fry it. Close the door halfway and fry it on low heat. Don't burn it."
Liang Xin did not lie down in the backyard again. She took the glutinous rice, red beans, kidney beans and coix seeds that had been soaked for several hours to the kitchen sink, washed them again, and poured them into the big pot on the stove. She then added millet, purple glutinous rice, lotus seeds, peanuts, red dates, longan, and walnut kernels, added half a pot of water, and began to stew Laba porridge.
Jiang Jing's habit of drinking Laba porridge has not been broken.
Drinking Laba porridge on Laba Festival can increase blessings and longevity.
"Don't close the door after using the honeycomb coal stove." Hu Fenglian took out two packets of Chinese medicine. "Xiao Wei brought the medicine back just now. I'll make it this afternoon. By the way, I'll stew a ginger duck for you today. The ginger duck your grandmother used to make is the best for replenishing qi and blood."
After adding firewood to the stove door, you only need to look at it occasionally, there is no need for someone to watch it all the time.
Liang Xin took the pepper salt fried by Lu Chongfeng and walked to the backyard. Just as she sat on the bench, a long shadow covered another hesitant shadow and squatted beside the large aluminum basin.
Lu Zewei grabbed a handful of pepper salt and sprinkled it into the chicken's stomach, massaging it vigorously and methodically. "Should we hang it up after applying the salt?"
"It takes two days, then it needs to be hung up to air dry."
Liang Xin had just picked up a chicken when it was snatched away. Lu Zewei quickly rubbed pepper salt on the two chickens inside and out and marinated them. He looked at the person standing next to him and said, "You don't have to come out after you take them in. Sit in the living room and take a rest."
Wei Yuanyang: “….”
He glanced at Liang Xin, who was looking at the chicken and didn't even glance at him.
Wei Yuanyang was upset and picked up the large aluminum basin.
In just a second, his face turned red and he quickly put down the large aluminum basin.
Lu Chongfeng suddenly stood up and walked over. He easily picked up the large aluminum basin containing the salted chicken with both hands and walked into the reception room without any delay in his steps.
After coming out, he walked around Wei Yuanyang and brought the basin containing several heavier silver carp to Liang Xin.
The breath was even from beginning to end, as if holding two basins of air.
During the whole process, he did not look at Wei Yuanyang with the same smugness as before.
Just working silently.
Wei Yuanyang's reaction was even bigger than before, and his face turned red.
Lu Chongfeng suddenly sighed: "I have to take medicine at night. Chinese medicine is the most bitter. I don't want to drink it at all. Unfortunately, there is no other way. My body is too weak."
Liang Xin: “…”
Wei Yuanyang's face turned red and blue. He could no longer stand here, so he turned around and walked into the reception room.
Liang Xin looked at Lu Chongfeng, whose lips were curled up, and said, "Give me the knife."
Lu Chongfeng paused, "What are you doing? Hold it in, don't do anything stupid. If you don't like that fly dangling in front of you, I'll tell Dad to let him meet him in the office next time and don't let him come to the house."
Liang Xin: "...To pickle salted fish, you need to use a knife to make two or three cuts on the back of the fish so that it can be pickled and flavored."
It turned out to be killing fish.
Lu Chongfeng felt slightly disappointed.
He thought she thought the same as he did.
I want to chop off this annoying fly.
While the sun was warm, the chicken, fish and pork were all pickled, leaving only the sausages to be stuffed.
Because the Laba porridge is cooked.
Hu Fenglian poured the Laba porridge from the big pot into a small steel pot, brought it to the dining table, and added a roast duck, which is served during the Laba Festival, to the meal.
Liang Xin looked at the purple, soft, thick Laba porridge in the bowl. She scooped up a spoonful. The porridge kept flowing, tempting her appetite. She blew on it, put it in her mouth, chewed it slowly, and her mouth was full of sweetness.
The peanuts, red beans and kidney beans were stewed until they were soft and fragrant. The glutinous rice, red beans, peanuts, red dates and walnuts were all her favorites. She ate one spoonful after another and couldn't stop.
After finishing a bowl, she looked up and found that everyone was looking at her.
“So delicious?”
Lu Chongfeng brought his untouched bowl to Liang Xin, took Liang Xin's bowl and filled it with a new bowl, placing it in front of himself.
Liang Xin: "...The first bowl is a blessing, I've already finished mine."
"All the blessings are for you."
Lu Chongfeng hadn't touched his chopsticks for a long time. Now he took Liang Xin's bowl and filled it with a new bowl of eight-treasure porridge. He didn't even need a spoon. He just picked up the bowl, blew on it and drank it in big gulps.
Wei Yuanyang was holding the spoon in his hand so tightly that he was almost about to break it.
Know that you have to speed up and do what you need to do.
Only by doing it can you possibly get back into Liang Xin's heart.
Chief Lu: "Yuanyang plans to join the army."
Everyone at the table was stunned.
Liang Xin also stopped and looked at Wei Yuanyang.
Wei Yuanyang, who finally got a look from Liang Xin, smiled and said, "It's not too late."
"Why not?" Hu Fenglian put down the spoon and said, "Others usually sign up for the army when they are 17 or 18 years old. When they are in their 20s, they are basically unable to get promoted, so they retire and go home. Why do you want to sign up for the army when you don't want to be a university teacher?"
"Last time, Chong was right."
Wei Yuanyang smiled and said, "I can't continue to humiliate my father's honor. Even though it's a little late, I still want to be a soldier like my father and defend my country. No matter how hard it is, I'm not afraid."
Liang Xin scooped another spoonful of porridge and slowly chewed a longan.
"Not too late, less than 24 years old, and still a university teacher." Commander Lu looked very pleased, "What your father feared most was the political commissar. As long as you have the determination and courage to endure hardships, maybe after you join the army, you can one day become the political cadre your father fears the most."
Hu Fenglian took a deep breath, "Okay... that's right, your father only has you as his child. Once you join the army, you will go to the battlefield and sacrifice yourself."
Wei Yuanyang: "Aunt Hu, compared to stability, I believe my father will support me to become a person like him."
Lu Chongfeng finished a bowl of porridge and asked, "When are we leaving?"
Wei Yuanyang: "...The recruitment has just started not long ago. It depends on the arrangement of the Armed Forces Department. It may be the end of the year or the beginning of spring."
The legendary boss' career changed track. Instead of joining the Commercial Bureau, he started from scratch as a soldier.
The marriage with his first wife Lu Yueji failed.
As a cannon fodder, she did not even keep her innocence and wait for the legendary boss to come back and express her regret.
The plot of the original book has gone completely off track.
Liang Xin stood on the balcony, looking at the moon.
Suddenly, a voice that seemed to be mixed with a hint of resentment came from the back room:
"What are you thinking about?"
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