Chapter 32 (including 800 nutrient solution extra)

"Yes, Comrade Jian Lu, I like you."

Cheng Zheng's words were gentle and affectionate, not as cold and hard as his appearance, but seemed to have more weight as they gently brushed past Jian Lu's ears.

"I don't know when I started to like you. I've never had any contact with lesbians, and I've never thought about getting married. I don't know what romantic love feels like. To be honest, my neighbor Wei Zhengwei always talks to me about his love stories, but I just feel like I'm listening to a storyteller. I don't feel anything at all. This time when I met you, I realized what it feels like."

Jian Lu's heart was beating wildly. In her previous life, she hated people who were good at sweet talk and always felt that men like that were insincere. But the man in front of her was a soldier from the 1970s, who had thrown himself into the battlefield with a passion. His confession at this moment also carried the simplicity unique to that era. It was hard for her not to be moved.

This stubborn and hard-to-win man suddenly becomes lovable once he opens his heart. Even now when he is confessing his love, he is very serious, without any unnecessary words, and full of sincerity.

However, she still wanted to tease him. Her peach blossom eyes rolled around, and her crow-like eyelashes cast a shadow on her fair face. Jian Lu said in a soft voice, "If I say I want to refuse..."

"No." Cheng Zheng didn't hesitate for a second.

Jian Lu: “…?”

So domineering!

Cheng Zheng's body stiffened slightly. Perhaps he was used to giving orders to his soldiers. His refusal sounded harsh. He immediately softened his voice. He knew that you couldn't talk to someone like that. He added, "If there's anything I've done that you're not satisfied with, you can tell me and I'll change it."

Jian Lu realized that Cheng Zheng didn't realize at all that she was joking with him. Instead, he straightened his back, looked serious, and let her find fault with him as much as she wanted.

Good guy, domineering but also sincere, coupled with this handsome face, there is a magical attraction.

Of course, we have to ignore the slightly red tips of his ears.

Cheng Zheng suddenly remembered something and was about to reach into his trouser pocket to take something out, but only then did he realize that he had been holding Jian Lu's wrist.

His bony hand grasped Jian Lu's fair wrist. He was so nervous that he ignored everything. Now, when he came to his senses, he suddenly felt that the place where their skin touched was hot, as if there was a fire burning, which made his mind blurred. He did not dare to think about the delicate and smoothness of the white wrist, but only felt his heart tingling.

The slender hand moved slowly, which was unusual. The moment it gradually let go of Jian Lu's wrist, it seemed as if its breathing was just recovering. It slightly curled into a fist, and was finally taken back by the man and hung at his side.

Only the remaining delicate touch seems to linger in the palm of my hand and in my heart, lingering for a long time.

Jian Lu stared at the man in front of her, and saw him take out a roll of something from his trouser pocket and put it in front of her after a while.

A yellow passbook appeared.

I never expected that Captain Cheng’s way of confession would be so hardcore. This man is going to hand over his bankbook before they’re even married?

"This is my passbook. My current monthly salary plus subsidies are 113.5 yuan. Apart from the money I send to my mother every month, all the money I've saved over the years is in here." When talking about the monthly salary, Jian Luminrui noticed that the man raised his voice a little.

Great, you want to show off your financial resources, right? You want to beat the salary of the guy you just dated, Wei Dajun, who is only 60 bucks, right?

I didn't realize it, but it turns out that Team Leader Cheng is still a small-minded person~

"What are you doing?" Jian Lu's black pearl-like eyes hid a smile, "We are not related at all, why are you giving me a passbook?"

"Don't we all have to hand in our savings books to our wives?" Cheng Zheng was upset when he remembered what Wei Dajun had said. He was still paid more than 60 yuan. Fortunately, he brought his savings book out today. His salary was still more than 100 yuan. "It's the woman's job to manage the accounts at home."

"I'm not your wife yet." Jian Lu didn't answer, she just looked at him with eyes like water, "Besides, aren't you worried that I won't marry you and run away with your passbook?"

"No worries." Once Cheng Zheng got excited, he was still stubborn and only asked again, "Lulu, can we be together?"

Jian Lu: !!!

How come you called Lulu without any instruction?

Cheng Zheng's voice is deep and magnetic. The word "Lulu" seems to be chewed over and over again by him, reciting it with different flavors.

Jian Lu had never realized that her name could be pronounced in a sexy way. It felt like her ears were burning.

However, thinking that this person had left her alone for so many days, Jian Lu became ruthless. She felt that it would not be enough if she did not leave him alone for a few days. She resolutely resisted the temptation of beauty, tightened her face, and said seriously, "Then I have to think about it too. After all, you have been thinking about it for a long time."

Jian Lu discussed with him in a soft voice, her fair oval face had picturesque features and her eyes were full of sparkling light. After being looked at like that, Cheng Zheng could not say no and could only nod in agreement.

Besides, he did make Jian Lu wait for a long time.

——

In the next few days, Cheng Zheng, who was classified by Jian Lu as a future candidate, wore a white shirt made by Jian Lu every day, ran to Liang's house every day, and reported on time at dinner time every day.

At first, Liang Haisheng thought that he was tired of the big pot of rice in the cafeteria and came home to eat for free.

The more I thought about it, the more something seemed wrong. How could this guy suddenly become such a jerk? A senior official who used to wear a military uniform every day, now he actually betrayed the organization?

Every day before leaving the army and coming to the family compound, she actually changed her clothes? This is even more particular than the female comrades in the art troupe!

"Old Cheng, what do you mean?" Political Commissar Liang felt something was wrong. He didn't remember that the dress was made by Jian Lu, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. Of course, this man had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and he looked handsome in a white shirt, which made several unmarried lesbians in the family compound couldn't help but take a few more glances at him.

"You don't want to abandon Comrade Jian Lu and go out and seduce other lesbians, do you?"

Cheng Zheng pushed the man away and was too lazy to pay attention to him!

"What kind of thoughts do you have? Dirty and filthy. Is this how the party and the organization train you?"

"Hey, can you blame me for that? Look at you, you seem to have changed these days. What are you laughing at? You used to have a straight face like a live Yan Wang, but now you are dressed up like a peacock. Hey, I haven't finished talking yet, are you going to the kitchen to spread your wings?"

Liang Haisheng was halfway through his words when he saw Cheng Zheng going to the kitchen. This guy was really abnormal. These past few days, he went to the kitchen to help out as soon as he got home!

He even drove his wife out, under the pretext that he couldn't eat for free.

Feng Xiuhui watched from the side. The scene of a man and a woman working together was really beautiful. "Lao Liang, Captain Cheng finally got the idea."

"Him?" Liang Haisheng looked at Cheng Zheng who was helping Comrade Jian Lu peel garlic in the kitchen and almost choked. "Oh my god, our 625th unit's little overlord has become a garlic peeler?"

In the kitchen, Jian Lu was steaming crabs, and Cheng Zheng was peeling garlic beside her, being directed around by Jian Lu.

The Liang family kitchen is not very big. Normally, it is spacious enough for Feng Xiuhui and Jian Lu to cook in it. But it is different when Cheng Zheng comes.

He was tall and strong, and when he stood inside he seemed to be standing tall as if he was standing on the ground. Especially when he was next to Jian Lu, he made people feel stuffy.

At this moment, Cheng Zheng seemed to be unsealed, and Jian Lu felt that his gaze towards her was sticky.

Is this still the old abstinent cadre? !

"Brother Cheng, please chop these cucumbers and serve them cold."

Jian Lu quickly sent the person away as the small kitchen was really stuffy.

After steaming the crabs, Jian Lu went to the kitchen to prepare stir-fried razor clams.

Chief of Staff Xu brought back two kilograms of razor clams, added a little salt and let the sand spit out, and then left them for two hours. Now they were completely clean.

Chief of Staff Xu loved his wife very much. When he heard that this thing was good for pregnant women and could stimulate appetite, he immediately went to the logistics department of the army and bought two kilograms of it.

Cui Yuhe doesn't suffer from morning sickness much now, but her appetite is not very good. The hot weather and the pregnancy are really painful for her. Now she smells the aroma of stir-fried clams coming from the kitchen and she sniffs hard.

The cherry red lips moved, already moistened.

"Wait, I'll sneak a bite for you." When Chief of Staff Xu saw the pot of red and spicy clams, he became very hungry. All of them could eat some spicy food, as long as it wasn't too much.

Here, Xu Lang is from a province in the southwest that is famous for eating spicy food. He is simply invincible here, and everyone else has to admit defeat.

Therefore, Jian Lu puts mostly slightly spicy peppers in this dish, which looks good and is moderately spicy, mainly to add a fresh and fragrant flavor.

A pot of bright golden clams wrapped with ginger, garlic and green onions, and dotted with red peppers, the soup is rich and exudes a delicious aroma.

Xu Lang picked up a pair of chopsticks and put them in, then hurried to present the treasure to his wife.

The tender and juicy clam meat is full of rich and delicious flavor when you take a bite. It whetted Cui Yuhe's appetite, who had been suffering from a poor appetite recently, and she wanted to eat a few more.

Looking back, Jian Lu looked at Chief of Staff Xu busying around Cui Yuhe with envy, muttering, "Chief of Staff Xu is really good to Sister Yuhe."

It's like serving the empress dowager.

She heard from Feng Xiuhui that Chief of Staff Xu was always worried that Cui Yuhe would fall wherever he went, and he wanted to dress her and feed her. He even personally brought the water for her to wash her feet at night.

"You try it too."

Cheng Zheng was not a person without good sense. He turned around and picked up a clam and put it to Jian Lu's mouth. Because he wanted to feed her, he moved a little closer to her, so close that his breath was filled with Jian Lu's fragrance, like jasmine in summer, quiet and seductive.

Jian Lu was instantly attracted by the aroma of the clams in front of her. She opened her mouth and bit the clam meat. When she looked up, she realized that the two men were standing very close to each other. The kitchen was already crowded, and Cheng Zheng had come over to feed her. He was so close that she could see the man's tightly pursed thin lips when she looked up.

Cheng Zheng's lips were pale in color, shaped like a crescent moon, and the beads of his lips were three-dimensional and round, like tempting jelly, inviting people to pick them. Further up was his straight nose bridge. Jian Lu, who was looking at his handsome face wantonly, continued to climb up, but her eyes bumped into his dark eyes.

Oh no, I’ve been discovered!

Cheng Zheng's eyes were deep, like a pool of rippling green waves, and there was an indescribable doting in them.

Jian Lu realized what she was thinking and quickly looked away. It was true that food, sex and nature are all part of human nature!

If you want to pursue her, then pursue her. But if you use the beauty trap on her, then that's against the rules!

Jian Lu swallowed the clam meat in two or three bites, then turned around and continued to work. After finishing the three seafood dishes, she handed the remaining stir-fried dishes to Feng Xiuhui and Liang Haisheng, and Cheng Zheng naturally followed her out of the kitchen.

As soon as he walked out, he saw Xu Lang making eyes at him.

Jian Lu sat down and talked to Cui Yuhe, while Xu Lang pulled Cheng Zheng to the corridor, his curious heart unable to be suppressed.

"Old Cheng! Speak up, we are all brothers, don't hide anything." Xu Lang took a look at the situation in the kitchen today and felt something was wrong, "Are you getting married?"

Cheng Zheng smiled calmly, "The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard."

Because of this sentence, Xu Lang was still thinking while eating. It was a good meal. His wife Cui Yuhe had a full meal with a big appetite, but he was watching vigilantly, wishing he could poke two holes in Cheng Zheng and Jian Lu.

If Song Lu saw this, he might transfer him to the intelligence department!

Jian Lu found that Cheng Zheng's pursuit was quite gentle. He would just ask her secretly when he left every day if she had thought it through.

What if Jian Lu said no, this person would accept it calmly and come again the next day.

......

Cheng Zheng, who has been reporting to the Liang family on time every day recently, naturally attracted the attention of Wei Zhengwei, his neighbor in the single dormitory.

Political Commissar Wei now exudes the sour smell of love, and like can easily spot like. Look, the two of them went out at the same time in the evening and met again.

Political Commissar Wei was dressed brightly and handsomely, like a high-spirited rooster, full of vigor and pride.

"Captain Cheng, where are you going?" The small eyes on the square face looked up and down at Cheng Zheng. Oh, it seemed that Captain Cheng was dressed up, and even put on a white shirt, like a carefully dressed male peacock.

"yes."

"Hey, me too." Political Commissar Wei was not defeated in battle. Everyone was wearing nice clothes, but his own was the best! He put one hand on his chest, then slid down to his waist and pulled the hem of his clothes down to show his new clothes to Cheng Zheng. "Take a look, what do you think? My partner made this for me! Isn't it beautiful?"

Political Commissar Wei was wearing a gray lapel shirt, which was the most fashionable style nowadays. Cheng Zheng had seen it the last time he accompanied Jian Lu to the department store.

Wearing the clothes made by his partner, Wei Zhengwei was so proud that his tail almost flew up to the sky. "You don't have a partner, so you don't know how it feels. Wearing these clothes makes me feel warm inside."

Cheng Zheng looked at the scorching sun outside and wanted to tell Political Commissar Wei that maybe the weather was too hot?

However, Cheng Zheng didn't care much when he saw the arrogant and complacent look on Political Commissar Wei's face. Who doesn't have a partner? Who doesn't have a piece of clothing made by their partner?!

"Yes, the clothes made by Comrade Jian Lu are really good." Cheng Zheng also touched the white shirt on his body. The clothes made by Comrade Jian Lu are more comfortable than those worn in department stores.

"It's really different to have a partner, it's great." Political Commissar Wei didn't notice Cheng Zheng's implication, and just muttered to himself. He was now living a happy life every day. When Brigade Song saw him, he even talked about him with others, saying that Wei Xuhua had a wife and he almost forgot her last name, and urged him to hurry up and file a marriage report.

Soldiers with partners feel superior to those without partners. Political Commissar Wei approaches Cheng Zheng and, as expected, tells him his love story.

"Cuicui and I met during a party history study. She forgot to bring a pen and asked me to borrow one. That's when our love started. We went to class together and studied together every day. Guess what? I knew a few more words than she did. We fell in love after that. So, study hard!"

Before leaving, Political Commissar Wei patted Cheng Zheng on the shoulder again, "You young people don't understand, you really need to find someone to study with!"

Cheng Zheng looked at Political Commissar Wei's departing back, smiled, reached out and patted the place where Political Commissar Wei had just patted him, and pulled his shirt to smooth it out, making sure not to damage or wrinkle his clothes.

——

In this way, Cheng Zheng went to Liang's house for several days in a row. Dunzi couldn't stand it anymore and felt that Uncle Cheng seriously affected Aunt Lulu's learning progress.

"Uncle Cheng, aren't you busy at work? Aunt Lulu has an exam soon and she needs to study." Disdain was written all over Dunzi's chubby little face.

Cheng Zheng had never thought that he would be choked by a child. He choked up the child and lifted him up to hold him on his lap. "Why, do you still hate me?"

"No." Dunzi turned his head vigorously and tried to look Uncle Cheng in the eye. "But Aunt Lulu and I want to learn to write together."

Jian Lu was trying to hold back her laughter. Dunzi was really amazing! After all, his father couldn't catch up with Cheng Zheng.

"Okay, I won't delay your studies." Cheng Zheng put the stool on the stool in front of the square table, sat on the sofa, picked up the newspaper that Political Commissar Liang had read this morning, turned his head and said to the two people in front of the table, "You study, I'll read."

"Okay." Dunzi was satisfied and immediately asked Aunt Lulu to start writing.

In fact, Jian Lu didn't need to practice calligraphy like a primary school student, but she wanted to gradually get rid of her illiterate image, so she could only pretend to study for a while every day. In addition, Feng Xiuhui found that her son didn't like studying before and only wanted to play all day, but now he is interested in learning with Jian Lu, so she asked Jian Lu to take Dunzi to study together.

However, Jian Lu obviously couldn't concentrate on her studies today. She found that there were always burning gazes coming from her left.

I looked up and saw that it was Director Cheng who was pretending to read a newspaper.

With a threatening look in her eyes, Jian Lu glared at Cheng Zheng, but unfortunately the glare had no killing power. In Captain Cheng's eyes, it looked very cute.

A smile appeared in the corners of his eyes. He just nodded at people and buried his head to continue reading the newspaper. However, he did not read a single word on the newspaper.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Jian Lu's dark hair with a thin slit in the middle. Because she was at home, she only braided her hair into a loose pigtail and hung it behind her head. The pigtail was dark and shiny, and it seemed to softly set off the girl's fair neck.

Because he was concentrating on writing, Cheng Zheng couldn't see Jian Lu's face. He could only vaguely see her smooth forehead and her straight little nose.

And that moment when he looked up at me, his clear eyes were filled with anger.

Why didn't he realize before that looking at a person in this way was really fun, more fun than the books he usually loved to read?

After a while, Cheng Zheng put down the newspaper and stood up to pour water. He passed by Jian Lu and gently placed a red and white checkered handkerchief in front of her. He said softly, "This is for you. Do you like it?"

It was the first time Cheng Zheng gave a gift to a girl. He was so nervous that his palms were sweating. After he finished speaking, he pretended to pour water.

A gift?

Jian Lu put down her pen and picked up the handkerchief to examine it carefully. The handkerchief felt soft and comfortable when placed against the palm of her hand. The color was also very beautiful, something that the supply and marketing cooperative definitely did not have. The pink color matched the white, which was bright and fresh.

Jian Lu heard Cheng Zheng's footsteps as he came back from pouring water. When he passed by her, she whispered, "I like it very much."

They both curled their lips at the same time.

The guy next to him supported his little head and looked around, hey!

He was the only one who was studying seriously in the whole room. The little brat sighed deeply in his heart. He saw that just now Uncle Cheng was reading a newspaper and Aunt Lulu secretly glanced over. After a while, Aunt Lulu was writing and Uncle Cheng looked over again.

They are still whispering to each other at this moment!

Oh, these adults really don’t like to study!

It was too much for me at such a young age!

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Jian Lu's learning progress is remarkable, and she performed very well when she went to the supply and marketing cooperative to take the "exam", and she passed the test easily.

The old salesman at the supply and marketing cooperative pointed to the names of various commodities and asked Jian Lu how to pronounce them one by one. Seeing that she had answered all of them correctly, he let her try writing, arithmetic, and bookkeeping.

At this time, Jian Lu stopped pretending and except for maintaining an average writing level, she answered all other questions with full marks.

Jian Lu, who had impressed the other people in the supply and marketing cooperative, made an appointment with others to start work next week.

What's the saying? This is probably what it means to have a double harvest in career and love.

Although the lover who came to pick her up and walked beside her hasn't nodded yet, it's almost certain.

"Comrade Jian Lu, you have made great progress in your studies." Cheng Zheng took time out during the lunch break to rush over, just in time to catch the second half of the exam. He watched Jian Lu's perfect performance and was about to accompany her back.

"Yeah, I'm a little genius." Jian Lu was shameless. After all, bragging doesn't cost any money.

"When you come to work later, if you have any problems, you can find Li Jihong from the supply and marketing cooperative. She is the wife of the head of the Fourth Regiment. She is a very nice person. I just greeted her and she will take care of you." Cheng Zheng walked beside Jian Lu and arranged everything for her. "The people on the island are very warm and simple. You just need to slowly adapt to the work when the time comes."

"What if someone gives me a hard time?" Jian Lu stopped and looked at Cheng Zheng, waiting to see if this man could give a perfect answer.

She still likes the old cadre who speaks sweet words.

"No, you salespeople just need to stop beating or scolding customers." Cheng Zheng was very calm.

Jian Lu: “…???!!!”

Comrade Cheng Zheng, listen to what you are saying?

Seeing Jian Lu's peach blossom eyes suddenly widen, Cheng Zheng smiled and explained to her, "In the past, there was a salesperson in the supply and marketing cooperative on the island who had a bad temper. He ignored customers and even cursed at them and pushed and shoved them. Everyone was angry but dared not say anything."

"How can you not say anything about this? How can you endure this?"

"There's nothing we can do. There's only one supply and marketing cooperative on the island, and the salesperson has a high status. If you offend her, no one will sell to you even if you have money and tickets. It's so hard to buy something now. Everything is in short supply, and no one dares to offend the salesperson. Otherwise, why would there be such a piece of paper posted on the wall of the supply and marketing cooperative?"

Oh, Jian Lu remembered that there was indeed a note posted on the wall of the supply and marketing cooperative, which read - Do not hit or scold customers.

Wow, man, that’s awesome!

Cheng Zheng sent Jian Lu to the gate of the family compound but did not follow her in. The lunch break was almost over and he had to return to the unit.

"Have you had lunch?" Jian Lu called out to Cheng Zheng who was about to leave. In fact, she knew that he must not have eaten yet, otherwise he would not have rushed to the supply and marketing cooperative at this time.

"I've eaten." Cheng Zheng said nonsense and waved her to go into the house. "Go back and eat. Don't be hungry. I'm leaving first. The troops have training tonight, so I won't come. Bye."

Having said that, he looked at her deeply, turned and left.

Seeing Cheng Zheng hurriedly leaving, Jian Lu was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, she felt reluctant to let him go. She shouted at the top of her voice, "Cheng Zheng!"

Cheng Zheng had never realized that his name would be called so pleasantly. When he turned around, he saw Jian Lu with her hands on her mouth, her red lips moving. "Come over tomorrow night. I have something to tell you!"

Just as she watched Cheng Zheng leave, Jian Lu suddenly felt that she could not waste any more time and she wanted to be with this man.

As if he understood something, Cheng Zheng nodded, "Okay!"

——

Early in the morning, Jian Lu got up and followed Feng Xiuhui to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, more than 20 kilograms of potatoes and sweet potatoes and a net bag of shrimps.

Since arriving on the island, Jian Lu has eaten a lot of seafood.

Feng Xiuhui took a look at Jian Lu, who was smiling as soon as she got up today, and couldn't help but ask with concern, "Lulu, how are you and Captain Cheng doing? Why do I feel like you're going to have a wedding?"

Jian Lu understood that everyone around her had seen it, so she didn't hide it and just nodded and said, "It's okay. Let's see how Captain Cheng performs."

With a bit of girlish playfulness, Feng Xiuhui knew that good things were really coming, "Then Captain Cheng must be fine, and he behaves well."

"Sister-in-law, don't blame me. Go back and steam the shrimps at noon. We'll have boiled shrimps today. Also, make some kelp and radish soup."

"Okay, we have eggplant and cucumber at home, so we can make two dishes. By the way, will Captain Cheng come to dinner tonight?"

Jian Lu remembered the agreement she had made with Cheng Zheng yesterday and said loudly, "I am coming."

However, Feng Xiuhui and Jian Lu were busy preparing a table of dishes, but it was almost dinner time and Cheng Zheng didn't come. Not only did Cheng Zheng not come, but Political Commissar Liang also didn't go home.

It was already past the time Liang Haisheng usually went home. Feng Xiuhui stretched her neck to look outside, and then she realized that it was terribly dark outside.

"Oh my, is it going to rain heavily?"

"Let me see?" Jian Lu had never seen such a dark sky in all the days since she came to the island.

The weather on the island is changeable. It was sunny yesterday, but today it is very windy.

"Mom, when will Dad come back? I'm hungry." It was past dinner time, and the man hadn't come back yet. Feng Xiuhui waved her hand and let them eat.

"No need to wait, just leave some food for them and we'll eat."

The weather outside was bad, and the people eating in the house were not all gathered together. The rumbling thunder kept ringing in my ears, and I felt suffocated while eating.

The blue sky and white clouds ahead were now stained with an endless black color, as if being swallowed by darkness. The dark clouds were shaking and spreading to the horizon. Suddenly, a thunder roared, accompanied by a flash of lightning that pierced the sky. The dark night suddenly became bright, and bean-sized raindrops fell obliquely, making a loud noise.

Dunzi was most afraid of thunder and lightning. When he saw this, he immediately became obedient and stayed at home without going anywhere!

"Everyone, please keep the doors and windows closed tightly. There may be a typhoon tonight. Don't go out."

Someone on the first floor was shouting at the top of his lungs, followed by a burst of hurried footsteps, running all the way from the first floor to the fourth floor, the sound coming and going.

"Oh my, why is there another typhoon coming?" Feng Xiuhui paced around the room a few times after hearing the two of them talking, then turned to Jian Lu and Dun Zi and said, "Stay in the room and don't go out. I'll go call Yu He and her mother over. We can spend the night together so we can take care of each other."

A few minutes later, Feng Xiuhui and Cui Yuhe Hengheng hurried back to the house, bringing with them a gust of howling cold wind that made it almost impossible for people to stand.

Feng Xiuhui went back to the house, got a sack, a hammer and nails, walked out of the house and worked with Jian Lu to close the glass window next to the door, inserted the bolt, and nailed the sack over the window tightly.

The two of them hurried back to the house, and the wooden door was slammed shut, finally blocking the strong wind. Feng Xiuhui inserted the wooden bolt, moved the five-drawer cabinet beside the door against the back of the door, and pushed it outwards to test the strength.

Then Dunzi, who had also been through this before, immediately ran back to his bedroom, brought a small stool, sat on it, and quickly closed the window.

"Lulu, you don't know, life on the island is fine except for the typhoon. When the wind blows, it's much scarier than the wind in our hometown. The trees are almost broken by it."

Cui Yuhe is the one who has seen the most typhoons here. After all, she grew up by the sea. "But don't be afraid. Just stay indoors and don't go out."

Now that her belly is getting bigger, she doesn't dare to take risks, so she can help each other by coming to Feng Xiuhui's house. Therefore, when it was first served, I also brought the food from home.

Dunzi was still terrified when he heard the sound coming from the bedroom. "It's really scary. It can even overturn the roof."

Jian Lu's hands were quicker than her brain, and she followed Feng Xiuhui to close the doors and windows and check everywhere. She had traveled through time and space, but she had forgotten that this was a typhoon-prone area.

She was born and raised in the southwest. Even if she went to the islands for vacation, she would choose a good time to go. She had never seen the power of a typhoon.

At this moment, listening to the raging shouts outside and seeing through the window that the once green and tall coconut trees were being blown to and fro, I felt annoyed.

The radio's reception band signal was gone, so there was no way to follow the latest news about the typhoon. Everyone could only guess and pray.

"Don't worry, our house is well built and won't fall over." Feng Xiuhui glared at her son. "That was an old thatched house that belonged to the fishermen nearby. It will fall over if the wind blows. Don't listen to Dunzi's threats."

"What about Political Commissar Liang, Chief of Staff Xu, and Commander Cheng?"

"A typhoon is coming, and they are busy organizing inspections everywhere. No wonder they haven't come back today. When this is over, many places will definitely suffer. People have died in typhoons before, and many people have been injured. Soldiers like them can't rest, they have to go save people."

In the Liang family's small house, Jian Lu experienced a typhoon for the first time.

The house was warm and safe, but outside the wind was howling and the rain was pouring down like a waterfall, with the doors and windows rattling against the wind and rain.

At this moment, huge waves are surging on the coast, like the mouth of the abyss, about to swallow everything. The coconut trees on the island have bent their proud spines and are being teased to sway left and right, tangled together, and finally blown to the ground, blocking the bluestone road that people used to pass by.

As the night deepened, several people simply slept on the floor in the living room of their home. They spread sheets on the floor and put an old cotton quilt underneath. This was the one Feng Xiuhui brought from home during her first year with the army. At that time, she had no idea that it was warm here in winter, and she thoughtfully brought the quilt with her, but she hardly ever used it.

Dunzi and Hengheng slept in the middle, with Jian Lu on one side and Cui Yuhe and Feng Xiuhui on the other.

"Hey, I wonder how long this typhoon will last. I hope it will be over soon."

Once a typhoon strikes, it will take a long time to return to normal life.

"A few years ago, there was a typhoon that lasted for more than a week. It was very stressful for us and we had to stay at home."

Cui Yuhe is more experienced and feels that this typhoon will not last that long. "I have experienced many typhoons since I was born. This one will only last a few days. It is not particularly severe. Don't worry."

"I just don't know how Old Liang, Old Xu, and Old Cheng are doing. Don't hurt yourself." Feng Xiuhui lay there, not wanting to sleep. Every time Liang Haisheng went out on a mission, she would calmly take care of the family and was determined not to give the man any worries, but she still couldn't help but worry in her heart.

Cui Yuhe touched her belly with one hand, seemed to feel the movement of the baby, and patted it gently, "Baoer, Daddy is on a mission and will be back in a few days.

I am the same. After so many years, every time Lao Xu goes out, I am still very worried and can't let go of my heart. Only when I see him come back safely and healthily can I breathe a sigh of relief and sleep peacefully. "

"Yes. They are said to be capable, having walked out of the hail of bullets, but can the wind have eyes? Can the waves know who is a good person and who is a bad person? Anyway, I am afraid after seeing it once, but they are soldiers and have to go. Every time I think of it, there was a soldier on the island who went to rescue people during a typhoon. He saved the villagers on the fishing boat, but he was washed away by the waves and no one was found. I feel sad."

"Stop talking, stop talking." Cui Yuhe's heart was beating fast. Some things made her unable to control her thoughts. "I'm sure everyone will come back safely! We just need to stay at home and protect ourselves!"

Feng Xiuhui and Cui Yuhe expressed their worries one by one, and the thoughts of the two military wives were heard by Jian Lu on the other side.

She had seen news about the typhoon on television and in news reports in later generations. She remembered the raging typhoon in those pictures, and also the scene of her farewell to Cheng Zheng yesterday.

She hadn't said anything to him yet.

When will this person come to see me?

Now it was already late, she had to count them clearly, and make sure he remembered every day that was late so that he could return it!

Jian Lu counted for five days.

In the past few days, the three adults and two children have been staying indoors. Fortunately, Feng Xiuhui and Cui Yuhe both like to stock up on vegetables at home, so they don't have to worry about food. During these difficult times, everyone can get through it if they are patient.

When the typhoon was about to subside, Feng Xiuhui opened the door and looked outside. The family compound that had been in good order had now changed drastically.

The yard was littered with clothes that other families had not had time to bring into the house, and leaves and branches were scattered everywhere. In the distance, one could see that several of the once lush coconut trees had fallen down.

The typhoon gradually weakened after four days, and on the fifth day it seemed to have disappeared, with only intermittent cold winds blowing, sweeping away the withered leaves on the ground.

Cui Yuhe was experienced and knew from this situation that the typhoon was finally over.

"Everyone, clean up."

There is no need to say much about the people in the family compound. They are very experienced in cleaning up the aftermath of a typhoon. The houses in the family compound were solidly built and well located, so they did not suffer much damage. Only the windows in the houses were broken and the enamel basins and thermoses were blown all over the place.

While everyone worked together to restore the family compound to its original state, the latest news came from outside.

After asking around, Mrs. Liu finally came back with the answer, "The typhoon is not that severe this time. The soldiers are busy with rescue operations. The production teams ahead were in trouble, but I heard that everyone is fine. Some people were injured and sent to the hospital."

Who here doesn't have family in the army? When they heard that someone was injured, everyone started asking questions. But such things cannot be found out in a short time. Mrs. Liu just asked everyone to go back and stop thinking too much.

Jian Lu was worried. Two days later, she heard from the family members that some members of the production team were injured and some soldiers who were saving people were injured. Even though order was gradually restored in the family compound, everyone still felt that something was missing.

The soldiers who are still working outside have not returned yet.

It is the seventh day since the typhoon.

Late at night, Jian Lu tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. She counted on her fingers, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven. Cheng Zheng was already seven days late.

A silver hook hung obliquely in the sky, casting its bright light on the face of the young girl who tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.

The bright moonlight was like a soft satin, brushing gently and slowly across Jian Lu's cheeks. The silvery moonlight outlined her oval face, painting a gorgeous picture of a beautiful woman.

Boom

Jian Lu, with her eyes slightly narrowed, seemed to hear some sound, half-raised herself and turned her head to look out the window.

Then there was another soft sound, and a stone in the air hit the glass window and quickly fell down.

Perhaps she had guessed something, Jian Lu got out of bed, not bothering to put on her shoes, she stepped barefoot on the ground, took two steps to the window, and leaned over to look down.

The night was as dark as ink, the moonlight was hazy, and through the shadows of the trees, Jian Lu saw a tall and straight figure under the building at the back wall of her family's courtyard.

Cheng Zheng looked up and exchanged a glance with Jian Lu. The girl upstairs disappeared the next second.

Cheng Zheng, who had just finished a rescue mission and exchanged duties with a group, did not return to the dormitory. He remembered the agreement with Jian Lu seven days ago and went straight to the family compound.

Jian Lu hurried downstairs, jogging in the silence, and ran towards Cheng Zheng.

After not seeing each other for seven days, Jian Lu finally stopped one meter away from Cheng Zheng and looked at the man carefully.

Perhaps because he had been on the mission for too long, Cheng Zheng was no longer as neat and tidy as before. His military uniform was dirty, probably because it had been soaked in water for a long time, and it had become swollen and wrinkled. He looked unkempt and haggard, with scratches all over his hands, and residual sand and blood in the cracks between his nails. There was stubble on his chin, and his eyes were mixed with red bloodshot, which lingered on the reflection of Jian Lu in his eyes.

Seeing each other suddenly again, Jian Lu's heart finally settled down, but her throat tightened. Looking at the man standing in front of her, she found it difficult to speak.

"Cheng Zheng, you are late. You are seven days late."

The girl's voice was soft and gentle, breaking the silence. Her sweet voice was a little coquettish, and sounded particularly pleasant to Cheng Zheng's ears, like the peace of returning home after days of wandering.

“Lulu.”

Cheng Zheng remembered the agreement they had made seven days ago. During the rescue activities these days, every time he had a few minutes of rest, he would think of Jian Lu and want to see her as soon as possible.

But at this moment, after seeing Jian Lu, he found that he couldn't say anything.

Jian Lu looked at the man dressed in wolfish clothes who appeared in front of her late at night. There was nothing she didn't understand.

Jian Lu walked quickly forward and was about to talk to Cheng Zheng, but saw that man took a step back.

"I'm dirty, don't get too close to me."

Cheng Zheng's clothes had been soaked, dried, and soaked again in the wind and rain for seven days. They were filled with the salty smell of sea water and the granular feel of mud and sand, and were really not clean.

Jian Lu took two firm steps forward, took Cheng Zheng's hand, stood on tiptoe, and her almond-shaped eyes met Cheng Zheng's gaze. At this moment, there was only each other in their eyes.

"I want the dirty one too. You're mine from now on. I'll stamp it on you first."

Cheng Zheng had just heard a sweet and firm sentence, and before he could react, he felt a warm touch coming at him, and Jian Lu gently kissed him on the left cheek.

Very light, very soft, very sweet.