Chapter 67 Let’s Try Having a Baby

The three brothers of the He family never figured out where the bowl of pineapple juice they were supposed to drink had gone, but the new flavor of pineapple juice launched by the second factory attracted considerable attention throughout the city.

Coconut juice has already made 119 famous, and the pineapple juice has attracted a lot of attention. People like it, especially in spring and summer. The sour, sweet and fragrant pineapple is particularly refreshing and refreshing. If it is chilled, it can simply be refreshing to the heart.

Lin Xiang would bring some defective fruit juice home from time to time to drink. It would always taste sweet in her mouth, which was a real treat. She would give some to Yuezhu's family and neighbors with whom she had a good relationship. She especially loved to feed He Hongyuan.

Men are not as keen on sweet fruit juice as they are. According to He Hongyuan, he prefers drinking wine, which has a more stimulating taste and is more powerful.

Every time Lin Xiang brought some juice home, she would ask He Hongyuan to drink it: "You soldiers can't drink alcohol casually. It's okay to drink some juice to satisfy your craving."

He Hongyuan was not averse to his wife insisting on feeding him sweet coconut juice or pineapple juice. The two of them often drank a cup of juice together. Lin Xiang drank most of it, and He Hongyuan took care of the rest.

In mid-April, when Lin Xiang returned home and discussed with He Hongyuan what wedding gifts to give to Political Commissar Zhang and Yan Min who were about to get married, she heard the news that her husband was going on a mission.

He Hongyuan hadn't been out to sea for quite some time, and Lin Xiang had almost forgotten the possibility that he might be away from home for a long time.

"How long will you be gone? Will you miss the chance to get married by Political Commissar Zhang?" Even though she was a military wife, she still felt reluctant to let him go.

"I'm going to replace him. I should be back in time." The mission was not heavy, but it was originally Zhang Huafeng's job. The organization knew that he was planning to get married, so He Hongyuan took the initiative to replace him. "It will probably take five or six days."

Lin Xiang smiled frequently: "That's good, it won't be too long. When you come back, we'll go pick some elm money and make elm money cakes. By the way, I'll make you something special when the time comes. I guarantee you've never eaten it before~"

He Hongyuan's eyes were gentle, and he said softly, "Okay, wait for me to come back."

After getting married, He Hongyuan always felt more worried every time he went on a mission. Even if he just thought about what Lin Xiang said she would do after returning, he felt excited and yearning.

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He Hongyuan was away on a mission, and Lin Xiang was more relaxed at home than at the beginning. It is said that military wives will get more and more used to their husbands being away on missions. This is true.

Together with Zhou Yuezhu, they went to the department store to pick out wedding gifts for Yan Min and Political Commissar Zhang. Lin Xiang bought a can of vanishing cream and a can of tea cakes. Zhou Yuezhu became acquainted with Comrade Yan Min from the art troupe because of Lin Xiang, so she naturally prepared a gift as she went along to share in the festive atmosphere. After much selection, she finally bought a pair of enamel cups with red double happiness patterns printed on them, which looked festive.

"You should enjoy the good fortune more. Maybe your father will agree soon." Lin Xiang was worried about Yuezhu as she saw that she and her father were still in a stalemate.

Zhou Yuezhu sighed: "Jianming said that we should let his parents come to my house, but I am worried that with my father's temper, his father will not be able to enter my house at all."

The two fathers are at odds, especially Brigade Commander Zhou, who is extremely resistant. What should we do? It is indeed difficult.

The two returned to the family compound, and Feng Li insisted that Lin Xiang, who was alone at home, stay for dinner.

"I'm almost done with the meal. Hongyuan is out on a mission, and you'll be eating alone at home, so why don't you stay here and eat, so we can have some fun."

Aunt Feng and Yuezhu were so enthusiastic that Lin Xiang couldn't refuse. When a bowl of big bone soup was served on the table, the two young girls poked their chopsticks into the big bones and sucked the marrow soaked in the soup. It was fresh, fragrant and oily and tasted great.

"Xiangxiang, I'm going to go to the mountains with some of my neighbors to pick elm money in a few days. I'll give you a bag of it then. The elm money tastes really good today."

When Lin Xiang heard this, she immediately said, "Aunt Feng, let's go together. I want to go pick some too."

Zhou Yuezhu likes these activities: "I'll go too."

Feng Li nodded and agreed: "Okay, let's go together then."

After agreeing on a time, Lin Xiang sat in the house for a while after dinner before going home. On the way, she saw adults gathered in the yard talking and the children running and jumping everywhere, making the place very lively.

Instructor Sun's parents were also among them. They came out swinging a premature baby girl in their arms and were talking to several older military mothers in the hospital. No one knew what they were talking about. They looked at the little girl in their arms, shook their heads, and whispered mysteriously.

Not far away, Political Commissar He was sternly reprimanding his three sons. Yingzi, who was standing nearby, was watching the show with her hands on her hips, joy written all over her face.

Lin Xiang took a look at the hustle and bustle and went back into the house. Looking at the quiet little building, she instantly missed the man she had met on the first day of the mission.

I'm not used to it after just one day away, and I don't know if I can really come back early.

......

Lin Xiang, whose husband was away on business, simply devoted herself to her work and hardly thought about He Hongyuan during the day.

The pineapple juice from the second factory sells very well and has become another representative product of 119 soda after coconut juice and guava juice.

The response from major department stores in Phnom Penh was very good, and people loved to drink it. As a result, 119 Juice also became very popular and famous.

Lin Xiang was assigned a short-term mission to deliver pineapple juice and guava juice to the provincial grain and oil company by train for inspection, in an effort to sell these two seasonal juices to the provincial capital.

However, because it is a seasonal sale rather than a year-round sale, the Provincial Grain and Oil Company is somewhat hesitant.

Lin Xiang's words dispelled their concerns: "It's better to drink it before you think about it. If we wait until next year to sell it, won't the people be happier? Besides, we can still sell other juices in midsummer, which will always have a sense of freshness."

After tasting pineapple juice and guava juice, Section Chief Gu of the Provincial Grain and Oil Company was pleasantly surprised. The taste was good, and most importantly, it tasted different from the soda on the counter today. It was very fresh. "You can try it, but you have to decide on the supply time, when to put it in and when to put it out every year."

"Chief Gu, don't worry, we will definitely communicate with them at any time."

After coconut juice, pineapple juice and guava juice from Factory 119 No. 2 were also sold throughout the province. After all, the coconut juice had achieved good results, which promoted the smooth export of subsequent fruit juices out of Phnom Penh. After finalizing the initial supply quantity, Lin Xiang watched the bottled goods being loaded onto the truck, counted the quantity and the shipping destination one by one, and then watched the pineapple juice and guava juice being sold throughout the province.

The workers at the second factory have calmed down a lot now. After all, they have done a great job with coconut juice. Now they are calm and collected when facing the nationwide sales of pineapple juice and guava juice. They just smile and compliment each other and work hard on production.

"With this count, we have three kinds of juice sold throughout the province!" Kong Zhenzhen smiled with her eyes crooked, and couldn't help but straighten her chest, shouting for Director Zhao to treat them, and the workers in the workshop also started to speak up.

"Director, are you going to treat us to some candy?"

"Director, you can't knock on the door~"

Zhao Jianjun ran away faster than anyone else, and kept turning back to look at the group of debt collectors behind him, and chuckled, "You guys are going to eat me up, right? You are so cruel! When I go back, I will kneel on a coconut shell in front of my wife."

Lin Xiang followed the crowd and criticized Director Zhao, saying jokingly, "Director, you need to regain your composure and stand up straight in front of your sister-in-law. What's wrong with treating us to candy?"

Zhao Jianjun pointed at the group of people and said, "All of you have bad intentions."

Then he went to the next factory.

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"Director Huang, it has not been easy for our factory in the past six months. We have all worked very hard and created a lot of benefits for the factory. Is there no appreciation from the factory?" Zhao Jianjun rubbed his thumb with his index finger, hinting at an obvious surprise.

Factory Director: “…”

I've never seen anyone so thick-skinned.

However, Zhao Jianjun's words are true. The performance of Factory 2 in the past six months has been gratifying. The profit generated in the last month is almost half of the monthly profit of the shrimp sauce workshop in Factory 1. This is really shocking.

The food factory was originally under the jurisdiction of the 119th Army and was developed with various investment grants in the early stages. It had two purposes: one was to provide jobs for the military families and maintain the harmony and stability of military families; the other was to hope that the factory could create benefits to feed back to the army and subsidize the living standards of the soldiers.

The 119 Food Factory spent more than it earned in the first year or so, but once its canned shrimp sauce became famous, it began to use the profits to feed the troops every month, providing the soldiers with better meals and doing a good job of logistical support.

It is surprising that the second factory can now also contribute.

"Your factory is doing really well these days. The factory has been expanded, new equipment has been purchased... Aren't these rewards?"

How could Zhao Jianjun be dismissed like this? "Director, you can't cheat. Otherwise, if people tell others, it will be a disgrace to the director of such a big factory. You should give us some real rewards. Even some candy or something will be fine."

Factory Director Huang: "...No one in our factory is smarter than you!"

Zhao Jianjun rubbed his hands together and smiled innocently, "By the way, isn't May Day coming soon? Should we be given a spot in the factory's advanced evaluation this year?"

When it comes to the Labor Day commendation list, Director Huang is worried. Originally, he was going to give Factory 2 a collective commendation and an individual advanced commendation. However, Secretary Tang suggested that giving two commendations was a bit too much, which would be a tie with the Shrimp Sauce Workshop, which was a bit too much.

All the major workshops in the factory have to highlight their main position, and no workshop can surpass the shrimp sauce workshop in status.

In the past, the Shrimp Sauce Workshop always won the Outstanding Advanced Group Award every year, without exception.

If we give this award to Factory 2 this year, or let Factory 2 and the shrimp sauce workshop of Factory 1 win this award together, we are worried that the shrimp sauce workshop will have objections.

After weighing the pros and cons, Director Huang finally agreed readily: "Your factory has performed very well recently. It's no problem for you to get an individual advanced position. Just report the winners to me at the end of the month."

"Okay!"

Zhao Jianjun returned to Factory 2 with a bag of orange candies as a reward from Factory 1, and greeted everyone by offering them flowers: "Don't work for now, the reward is not coming."

How could the workers not understand: "Director, did you ask for this from the previous factory?"

"How can we ask for it?" Zhao Jianjun frowned and corrected everyone, "This is what we deserve. Factory 1 is also ignorant and doesn't know how to give it to us on their own initiative. I have to remind them."

Everyone was able to eat a sweet orange candy and take this opportunity to chat with each other. The workshop was filled with laughter.

Zhao Jianjun watched the workers in a dilemma. After so many years, the Second Factory finally had the qualification to be evaluated as an advanced factory for the first time, but who should be given the title?

He had a candidate in mind. Comrade Lin Xiang had performed very well after joining the factory. He led everyone in mixing coconut juice and made an indelible contribution to the development of the factory to where it is today.

But she has only been here for less than a year. If he gives her the advanced quota, even if he knows that most of the workers respect her, he cannot guarantee that every worker will not have any objections. As the head of the second factory, he has a lot more to consider. He cannot let an advanced quota affect the internal unity. If someone is a little petty, he may even be jealous of Lin Xiang because of this, which is even more of a loss.

He had to figure out a way to do it that would not be fault-ridden and would block out other opinions.

To this end, Zhao Jianjun took advantage of the chattering to ask Ma Defa to write a notice and post it on the wall, asking everyone in Factory 2 to vote for the advanced candidate.

Lin Xiang was just listening to Guazi's eldest sister Qiu Hongxia talking about letting her daughter sign up for a job at the Second Factory this summer when the surroundings suddenly became lively. She went over to see what was going on and found out that the Second Factory had, for the first time, won the advanced quota for this year's May 1st Labor Day.

The workers were extremely happy. After all, in the past they could only be spectators and could only watch the workers of the factory receive awards and commendations. This year they actually had this honor too!

"In the past few months, our factory has performed very well. We have one candidate for the individual advanced award! Applause!" Zhao Jianjun gave an order, and thunderous applause broke out in the yard.

He continued, "But we have quite a few factory employees, and there is only one advanced individual. I have decided to have everyone vote anonymously, and the one with the most votes will be this year's advanced individual! Applause!"

He had confidence in Lin Xiang. With her ability and good relationships, if the vote was cast this way, the first place would definitely be hers. Moreover, this method was the least controversial and would not arouse jealousy.

However, the workers below were talking about it.

Qiu Hongxia took the lead: "Director, why are you still voting? Xiao Lin should definitely be recognized as advanced! When did our factory start to change? How did it change? It has developed all the way to what it is now. It was after Xiao Lin came into the factory."

Engineer Yang also shouted: "Director, voting is not affirmative enough for Xiao Lin, we object!"

Many workers echoed: "Director, you don't want to vote for Xiao Lin, why are you still voting? It's a waste of paper."

Kong Zhenzhen also agreed ten thousand times: "After voting, won't it still be troublesome for us to count the votes? Just decide on Xiaolin."

"Director, Xiaolin has worked hard for our factory, thought of so many ways, and led us to the whole province." Ma Defa advised calmly, "Why do you still want to vote? This will hurt Xiaolin's feelings."

The workers said in unison: "Yes."

Director Zhao: “…?”

Is this my problem? I am so wronged!

These people are really infuriating! I am totally speechless.

Amid the noise, Lin Xiang couldn't get a word in. Sister Guazi even held her hand to comfort her: "Xiao Lin, don't worry. If the director dares to give this advanced position to someone else, we will be the first to disagree. Even if it's the director, I dare to scold him!"

Lin Xiang: “…?”

Without saying a word, Lin Xiang was chosen as the only advanced individual in the second factory in such a hopeful and vague manner.

After eating candy, Zhao Jianjun decided on the first-place quota. When it was almost time to get off work, Zhao Jianjun asked Lin Xiang to go back to the office and fill out the award information: "Fill in these basic information. I will write the award review for you later. Xiaolin, all the comrades in the factory are convinced by you. Keep up the good work in the future."

Lin Xiang smiled and responded: "Director, I will definitely continue to work hard!"

"By the way, you guys should calculate the time for the labor and material costs of the repair shop. Remember to sort it out and settle it well."

"Understood, Director."

Before leaving get off work, Lin Xiang and Kong Zhenzhen went next door to see a professional construction team from Phnom Penh hired by the factory. At the dusty construction site, a small building was being built on the ground and the workshop was taking shape. The two of them put on cotton masks and looked at the imposing two-story red brick office building with sparkling eyes.

"From now on, we can sit here. It will definitely be comfortable." Kong Zhenzhen already has the office building of Factory 1, and now Factory 2 will also have one.

Who can resist the temptation of a magnificent office building? Lin Xiang also had a longing for it. Moving his eyes to the left, he saw that the factory was under construction in full swing. The construction workers were busy mixing cement and laying walls, sweating profusely.

The construction team just received a batch of construction materials two days ago. They used the money they had advanced to Kong Zhenzhen, but they had overspent and were applying for a few more dollars.

Kong Zhenzhen was in charge of the money. The team leader came over with a dark face and said, "Comrade Kong, we are still short of RMB 2.5. You have to pay us."

When Kong Zhenzhen was about to give the money, Lin Xiang said, "Captain Wang, please bring the list to us for verification so that we can check the accounts."

Captain Wang's face changed, and he said impatiently, "We watched it all last time. If there's anything else to watch, ask Comrade Kong. Comrade Lin, you don't trust us, do you? If you really want to do that, just change someone else."

Kong Zhenzhen nodded: "Yes, I checked it when I gave them the money the day before yesterday. There is no problem."

Seeing the strong reaction of the construction team leader, Lin Xiang was worried that someone had misunderstood her. After hearing Kong Zhenzhen say that she had read the list, she did not insist: "Since you have read it, forget it."

After Kong Zhenzhen replenished the two pieces of silver and went over, the two of them looked around the new factory area that was gradually taking shape, and their hearts were filled with excitement.

Waiting for the factory building to be repaired has become the biggest wish of everyone in the second factory!

The second factory was thriving, and Lin Xiang had been busy filling out her own personal information for the Labor Day holiday, without paying any attention to He Hongyuan, who had been away on a mission for several days.

The pen scratched on the paper. Lin Xiang never thought that she could be rated as advanced in the 1970s. It was quite interesting.

After filling out the personal information form, Lin Xiang handed it to Director Zhao, who then began writing furiously, and a long and eloquent essay began to unfold...

Thinking about Director Zhao's exaggerated style of speaking, Lin Xiang couldn't help but remind him: "Director, please take it easy."

Zhao Jianjun waved his hands: "Don't worry."

Just kidding, this is the first time in many years that he is qualified to write comments for his subordinates who have been awarded advanced status, so how can he not give it his best effort! He even complained that the paper was not enough!

That afternoon, when Director Huang received the 2,000-word essay submitted by Zhao Jianjun, he felt a headache.

"Zhao Jianjun, are you writing a report? So many?" The back of the form is actually filled with...

Zhao Jianjun said confidently: "Director, our comrade Lin Xiang is so outstanding that I can't express her in a few words. If this paper wasn't the only one, I could write more."

"Go away!" Director Huang was too lazy to listen to him.

Just as Director Huang was waving his hand to hurry them away, Secretary You rushed in with Liu Qingshan, deputy director of the shrimp sauce workshop, and said, "Director, this is bad. The Food Factory has put in several kinds of canned food that are exactly the same as the four main types we sell! Even the taste is the same!"

Zhao Jianjun pricked up his ears and tried hard to eavesdrop, wishing he could stay here to listen to the gossip.

"Zhao Jianjun, you go back first." However, Director Huang ruthlessly sent him away.

After returning to the second factory office and closing the door, Zhao Jianjun and the three people in the room mentioned the news they had just heard in the factory director's office.

Kong Zhenzhen was surprised: "That's too weird, Shiwei is targeting us at 119, they sell whatever we sell."

Ma Defa pondered for a moment and said, "What I mean is that, except for the difference in the taste of the shrimp sauce canned food, the four new canned fish foods in their factory taste the same as the four main canned fish foods sold in our factory? How can they be the same?"

"It can't be that they buy canned fish from a factory, analyze it and figure out the mixing ratio, right?" Lin Xiang didn't quite believe it. Could it be so magical?

Zhao Jianjun was also puzzled: "This is indeed strange. But it is none of our business, let them figure it out on their own."

Come to think of it, at least the factory's most ace canned shrimp sauce is still in an unshakable position. Even if other canned products have been overtaken and hit by others, at least the ace is still there.

This is not something that the second factory should worry about.

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After work that day, an emergency meeting seemed to be held at Factory 1. When Lin Xiang walked to the factory gate, she could still hear a lot of noise there.

Lin Xiang was wondering how the company could produce canned fish that tasted exactly the same as the ones produced in the first factory. Just as she was thinking with her head down, she suddenly heard the sound of bicycle bells.

Bell bell, bell bell

For some reason, Lin Xiang suddenly raised her head and looked around. She seemed to have a premonition, as if she knew someone was calling her.

Until I saw a tall figure under the coconut tree opposite, it was He Hongyuan who had been away for five days on a mission!

Lin Xiang trotted towards the man, stopped in front of him and looked him up and down: "You're back today! I thought it would take a few more days."

"The matter is not difficult. I just went there to help." He Hongyuan was in high spirits, riding his bicycle to take his wife home.

Along the way, Lin Xianghuan hugged the man's waist and talked about her life in the past few days: "Auntie Feng Yuezhu and I went to pick elm money. There is still a basket of fresh ones waiting for you to come back and eat. Fortunately, you came back today, otherwise it would not be fresh if it was left there any longer."

"I have already bought the wedding presents for Political Commissar Zhang and Minmin. Can you guess what they are?"

"By the way, I was named our factory's advanced individual of the year!"

Lin Xiang's voice wrapped in the spring breeze brushed past He Hongyuan's ears and went straight into his heart. During the breaks between missions, what he missed was this clear and pleasant voice.

"So amazing!" He Hongyuan looked back at his proud wife, and a bit of joy appeared on his face, "So I will be the husband of Comrade Lin Xiang, the advanced individual of the 119 Food Factory, in the future?"

Lin Xiang was so happy with the man's words that she patted his broad back twice: "You are really good at making connections~"

After returning home, Lin Xiang quickly asked He Hongyuan to take a bath to wash away his fatigue, while she went to the kitchen to wash and dry a basket of tender green elm leaves.

The elm leaves freshly picked yesterday were crisp, small and delicate, spreading the vitality of the transition between spring and summer and emitting a subtle fragrance.

Wash the elm leaves, mix them with cornmeal, beat an egg, sprinkle a little salt on them, stir them into round cakes, and steam them in a pan for 20 minutes. The sweet aroma spreads everywhere.

He Hongyuan came out of the shower, feeling refreshed. As soon as he walked into the kitchen, his wife fed him a biscuit.

A sweet taste spreads in the mouth, the elm money cake is fragrant and soft, and the taste is indeed excellent.

"tasty."

For dinner, the two of them had elm money cakes with corn porridge and some cold shredded radish. After the meal, Zhang Huafeng, who was about to get married, came to thank his good brother for taking his place on the mission and asked about the mission. Lin Xiang did not disturb them and went out for a walk.

In the family compound, Yingzi, who had received apologies from the three He brothers, was extremely beautiful. Whenever she saw Lin Xiang, she would run over to her in small steps, circle around her and chatter, looking very proud.

The little girl's anger and frustration at having her candy taken away gradually dissipated, and was replaced by joy as she puffed out her chest: "Aunt Xiangxiang, I will hold my head high in front of He Erbao and the others from now on."

Lin Xiang squatted down and touched her little head: "Why?"

"Because they mistook me for their real name, hehe, and now they avoid me whenever they see me." It was purely embarrassing. He Erbao and the others felt ashamed when they saw Yingzi again. Even children of four or five years old would care about their reputation.

"Then you might be able to do it, that's great!" Lin Xiang smoothed Yingzi's two braids and saw that her hair was a little loose today, so she asked, "What happened to your hair? Did you mess it up because you were having too much fun?"

Yingzi pulled her hair which was curled out playfully and shook her head: "No, it was my elder sister who braided my hair today..."

At this point, her beautiful big eyes rolled around like black grapes, her little mouth pursed nervously, and she twisted her hands and whispered, "I'll tell you a secret. My grandma scolded my mom today. My eldest sister told us not to bother mom, and she was the one who braided our hair."

Lin Xiang was stunned. She didn't expect this to be the reason. Just when she wanted to say a few more words, she heard Yingzi say, "But Dad told Grandma, and Mom just said it's okay. Aunt Xiangxiang, I want to learn how to fight. What do you think?"

Lin Xiang was still immersed in the atmosphere of hearing the gossip about the Sun family. How could she have imagined that this little girl would have such a jumpy mind and turn around and say she wanted to learn... how to fight?

Is this what the flowers of our motherland, who are well-rounded in moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic and labor development, should learn?

"Who would learn to fight? Yingzi, did you hear something from somewhere? We can't learn this."

The little girl explained anxiously, gesticulating with her hands and feet: "If anyone dares to snatch my candy, I will beat him down!"

Lin Xiang: "..."

so it is.

Yingzi was not just talking about wanting to learn how to fight, she turned around and asked her father to teach her. However, Instructor Sun had just healed his leg injury and could walk normally after throwing away his crutches, but he could not walk too vigorously. He wanted to laugh when he heard the second daughter say she wanted to learn how to fight.

"How can little girls fight? Don't be naughty."

Jiang Wenfang also felt that the child had a different idea every day, and her originally depressed mood also dissipated. She couldn't help laughing and said: "But it's not a bad thing for the little girl to be more dexterous. At least she won't be bullied."

They did what they said. That evening, such a small girl Yingzi was already fiddling with her unskilled limbs at the doorstep of her house, exercising with a laugh, which made Lin Xiang next door laugh.

The little girl just practiced randomly, dancing around for a while and even trying to practice shooting birds with a slingshot. She's really developing in all aspects.

When Lin Xiang returned home, Political Commissar Zhang had already left. "Look at the attitude of Jiang Jie's second daughter. She won't really become a good fighter in the future, will she?"

The two of them leaned against the door, staring at the little girl next door.

He Hongyuan noticed the kid's seriousness and curled his lips: "These kids nowadays are really amazing. But we were in the same situation back then. We went up mountains and down rivers, and after a while, we would start fighting. Strength is gained through training."

"Yingzi, come here." Lin Xiangyang called Yingzi, who was shooting at the tree with a slingshot, to come over. "Hurry up and become your uncle He's apprentice. He has been able to fight since he was a child. Let him teach you."

When Yingzi heard this, her eyes lit up. She blinked her big eyes at the dignified Uncle He, plucked up the courage to pull Uncle He's trousers, and said in a baby voice: "Uncle He, can you teach me how to fight?"

He Hongyuan: "..."

He has led countless soldiers, but never a baby!

Especially since this little girl is only up to my knees, she is too small.

Turning around, He Hongyuan saw his daughter-in-law laughing and watching the show with great excitement, which made him feel helpless.

Lin Xiang's eyes were filled with smiles. It was so funny to see He Hongyuan looking helpless as he held a little baby.

After all, the famous Captain He was a commanding, stern and majestic figure in the army. How could he deal with a four-year-old girl now?

"You're really enjoying the show." He Hongyuan raised his hand and pinched his wife's smiling cheeks, then turned his head and looked down at Yingzi.

The man bent down and asked the little girl, "Yingzi, do you want to learn how to fight so that you won't be bullied by He Erbao and the others?"

Yingzi nodded vigorously, clenched her fists, and looked determined: "Yes! I will beat them to a pulp and never dare to steal my candy again."

He Hongyuan smiled slightly, patted the little girl's head, and looked around. He saw the three brothers trying to climb the coconut tree at the other end of the courtyard: "He Erbao, come here."

Uncle He, the most dignified person in the courtyard, spoke. He Erbao dared not disobey and came over with his two younger brothers. There were still traces on his face from rolling on the beach.

"Congratulations, uncle." The three of them were usually naughty, but now they were very well-behaved, almost standing at attention and taking a rest.

"Yingzi is my apprentice. If you dare to snatch her candy and bully her again..." Before He Hongyuan could finish his words, He Erbao's eyes widened in an instant and he quickly gestured to express his opinion.

"No, no, we won't bully her!" After saying that, he ran away in a flash.

He Hongyuan raised his eyebrows at the dumbfounded Lin Xiangwei and said, "It's enough to have a name. Why learn how to fight?"

Lin Xiang really admires this man. This is the real-life version of the fox borrowing the power of the tiger to bully others, right?

When Yingzi went home in a daze, Lin Xiang crossed her arms and stared at the man: "I really wonder, if we have a daughter in the future, what kind of person will you teach her to be?"

I won't say to others, "Whoever dares to bully my daughter, be careful I will punish him! You are all dead!"

He Hongyuan stared at his wife and raised his thin lips: "Just give birth to a child and you will know."

Lin Xiang shook her head hurriedly. She hadn't had enough of the two-person world yet: "Who wants to have a baby with you and see how it goes!"

Sensing the imminent crisis, Lin Xiang hurriedly ran back to the house and made an excuse: "I have to coordinate the supply of coconut juice at the provincial capital guesthouse tomorrow. I'm so busy. Go out and talk to Political Commissar Zhang and Chief of Staff Jiang. Don't disturb me."

But the footsteps of the man behind me continued, and they were particularly obvious, steady and heavy as they stepped on the stairs.

Lin Xiang sat down at the desk and dug out a stack of data. He twirled a pen in one hand, his eyes fixed on the floating numbers on it.

He placed his broad palm on his back, rubbing it gently and it felt a little itchy.

"Don't bother me." Lin Xiangyi turned around and righteously condemned his bad behavior, "Don't affect my work."

He Hongyuan's eyes were filled with smiles, and his angular jawline seemed to soften a little. His palms gradually moved upwards, and he grabbed the woman and hugged her horizontally.

Her feet suddenly left the ground, and her whole body seemed to lighten, and she instantly moved into the air. Lin Xiang instinctively hugged the man's neck and said angrily: "What are you doing? Put me down!"

The man's arms were strong and firm, and he held her steadily, without any effort at all. Hearing her words, he didn't take it seriously: "Don't you want to give it a try?"

"Who wants to try it with you?" Lin Xiang suspected that the man was too thick-skinned, but as she spoke, she couldn't hide the smile on her face, which gradually climbed up her curved eyebrows and raised mouth corners. Her laughter was as clear and lively as a silver bell, and she said coquettishly, "Damn hooligan~"

As soon as the word "scoundrel" came out, the man's deep eyebrows and eyes suddenly became dark, as if a storm was gathering and a storm was about to come.

Lin Xiang stared at the man whom she hadn't seen for almost a week, her heart gradually filled with longing for him. She could only think of the look in He Hongyuan's eyes as he looked at her. Her heart shuddered as she felt a shadow cast over her as the man leaned closer to her while holding her in his arms.

My lips were bitten lightly, with a moist touch and heavy breathing.

The man's lips and tongue moved down, sticking to the woman's snow-white neck, licking it again and again, like a feather brushing past, tingling and numb. Lin Xiang couldn't bear it and repeatedly tilted her neck, tiny moans spilling from her red lips, until she felt dizzy... and her body touched a bright red quilt.

The lips and tongue that spread like wildfire lingered on her lips again, as if they wanted to take away all the longing for her since they had been apart for several days, and forcefully tried to snatch away Lin Xiang's breath.

The slender palm slapped the man several times, and Lin Xiang finally regained her breath. She gasped for air, and stuck to He Hongyuan with a dazed look in her eyes. She felt the buttons of her clothes being undone, and a thinly woven palm came up to her.

The red, smooth blanket became wrinkled. Just as Lin Xiang was half asleep, she suddenly remembered something and hurriedly pushed the man away, trembling and saying, "I, I have my period."

The shirtless man was stunned when he heard the words. His eyes, which were filled with strong desire, suddenly became clear and he stared at the woman under him.

Lin Xiang was lying on the bed, her face flushed. At this moment, she bit her lips lightly with a guilty and amused look: "You can't blame me. Who told you not to listen to me? I told you not to bother me..."

He simply asked for it.

The temperature in the bedroom was rising, and the steam was surging. Lin Xiang could feel the hotness and warmth all over He Hongyuan's body. She tried to hold back her laughter and comforted him mischievously: "Go take a cold shower, dear~"

Lin Xiang, who had recovered a little from the excitement, wanted to laugh at the man's unsatisfied look, and even raised her head to kiss He Hongyuan on the cheek provocatively: "Go quickly, the weather is getting hot now, and you won't catch a cold if you take a cold shower."

He Hongyuan saw that the woman under him looked like she was enjoying the show, and he chuckled helplessly, but it was not what she wanted. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her down, saying in a low and hoarse voice: "Help me."

Lin Xiang: “…?”

——

"Xiangxiang, what's wrong with your hand?" Kong Zhenzhen and Lin Xiang were checking the orders supplied by the second factory to the provincial capital, last month's sales quantity and sales amount, and this month's replenishment situation.

But Lin Xiang would pinch her hands and shake her wrists from time to time after writing or drawing for a while, which made Kong Zhenzhen curious.

"What kind of physical work did you do yesterday?"

Lin Xiang had a hard time speaking out about her suffering. It was just physical work, and her hands were sore: "I lifted some heavy objects, and my hands are sore."

"Your team leader He is the same. How could he let you carry it? He doesn't even know how to help?" Kong Zhenzhen had a lot of words to say about these inconsiderate men. "Just like my husband, he has no tact!"

Lin Xiang nodded. This nasty man He Hongyuan was just watching. He didn't know how to solve his own problems and insisted that she do it.

Fortunately, the soreness in her wrist came and went quickly, so she called He Hongyuan to massage her for two nights. When Lin Xiang went to attend the banquet hosted by Yan Min and Zhang Huafeng, she was only left with excitement.

Early in the morning, Lin Xiang and He Hongyuan got up and set out, one to go to the art troupe and the other to help with the housing that Zhang Huafeng had applied for.

The couple were busy with their own things. At nine o'clock in the morning, Lin Xiang saw He Hongyuan, Jiang Weijun and a group of comrades accompanying Zhang Huafeng to the art troupe to pick up the bride.

The cute and charming Yan Min, wearing an olive green military uniform, stood next to Zhang Huafeng, who was wearing a white military uniform. They were a perfect match.

Lin Xiang was moved to see the two of them getting married. She went to the bridal chamber to offer tea to Yan Min's parents and Yang Lu, who came to serve as Zhang Huafeng's elder. She couldn't help but sigh, "It's great that lovers finally get married."

Everyone's attention was on the bride and groom in front of them. He Hongyuan raised his hand and pinched his wife's earlobe, then smiled and said, "You are more excited than other people getting married."

"Then I'm happy~" Lin Xiang is always moved every time she attends a wedding and can't help but have tears in her eyes.

When it was time for the lunch banquet, the red wedding dress that Lin Xiang had made with Yan Min highlighted the beautiful figure of the female dancer in the art troupe.

Witnessed by the head of the art troupe, the two read out revolutionary quotations, and the ceremony was completed.

Lin Xiang, Zhou Yuezhu, and Song Qingya raised their glasses to congratulate the newlyweds. He Hongyuan remembered that his wife used to get drunk by drinking coconut wine, so he stopped her and said, "It's the same as toasting with fruit juice."

Lin Xiang glanced at the man and said, "That's so insincere, don't worry about it."

He Hongyuan: "..."

Yan Min had a drink with a few friends, sometimes greeting friends from the art troupe, sometimes greeting this side. Lin Xiang and Zhou Yuezhu, one excited for the newlyweds, the other full of joy, actually started drinking.

He Hongyuan's eyelids twitched as he watched. He held his wife with one hand and his cousin with the other, saying, "You two should calm down and stop getting drunk."

Zhou Yuezhu patted her cousin on the arm and said proudly, "Cousin, you know how much I can drink. We are a family that can drink a lot."

It was true that Zhou Yuezhu could drink quite well. Perhaps it was a family inheritance. Her father, her uncles, aunts, cousins, all of them could drink quite well.

He Hongyuan had nothing to say, but he said seriously: "What's the point of a little girl being able to drink well? Do you want to go out and drink freely?"

Turning around, Lin Xiang also slapped He Hongyuan on the arm and followed suit: "Hongyuan, you know my alcohol tolerance, I'm pretty good too..."

He Hongyuan was helpless: "...Really?"

He thought again of his wife's bad behavior when she was drunk.

In the end, he single-handedly stopped the two from drinking too much. Zhou Yuezhu was fine, but Lin Xiang still felt unsteady on her feet after drinking two small glasses of beer. She fell asleep immediately after returning home. This time, she did not make the terrifying request to touch He Hongyuan's abdominal muscles. She just used her hands and feet to cling to He Hongyuan's sleep, and they couldn't be separated.

Lin Xiang was sleeping in her dream holding a huge doll that she had bought before, hugging it tightly. She didn't know when she fell asleep when she was suddenly woken up in a daze.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the dark sky all around me, and the sky was just beginning to turn pale.

He Hongyuan, dressed in military uniform, was standing beside the bed with a serious look on his face.

"What's wrong?" Lin Xiang rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked curiously.

This man never wakes himself up when he goes to work.

"Shen Jianming was injured during a mission. It is said that his injury is quite serious." He Hongyuan just received the news. "You should stay with Yuezhu more."

"What?" Lin Xiang suddenly came to her senses.

In the book, Shen Jianming died in a mission accident due to a chain reaction caused by Yuezhu's accident, but now the story line has changed, so how come he is still injured?

"Is his life in danger?" Lin Xiang asked nervously.

"It's hard to say." He Hongyuan answered cautiously, "I'll go over and take a look now."

"I'm going too." Lin Xiang threw back the quilt and got out of bed.