Chapter 41

Jian Lu originally wanted to help Cai Xiujuan avoid taking detours, but this man now really regards Jian Lu as a big shot. Even though the pearl farming business has not even started yet, he has already made a bold statement that he will share the money with Jian Lu.

Jian Lu, who was painted by the future Pearl King, smiled and encouraged her, "Sister Xiujuan, then you should do your best."

"Of course!"

A woman who returns to her parents' home after a divorce must have suffered some grievances that others cannot see. Now she just wants to live a good life with her daughter.

After the two parted, Cai Xiujuan hurriedly boarded the boat home to prepare for a big fight. Before leaving, she left her hometown address so that Jian Lu could contact her by letter or by calling the commune phone if she had any questions.

Jian Lu watched the future Pearl King leave in great spirits without saying anything else and went to the department store to shop around.

Ever since she became a salesperson in a supply and marketing cooperative, every time she went to a department store, she couldn't help but look at the layout and structure of the store, the position and order of the counters. She called it an occupational disease.

When she got home, Cheng Zheng hadn't come back yet. Jian Lu washed her hands and prepared to cook. She was a little tired after a day of running around, so she decided to just have a simple meal tonight.

There were six fresh abalones left from yesterday. I cut them all into pieces, and while boiling water and cooking noodles in a pot, I sautéed minced garlic. Then I put the abalone in, added soy sauce, oyster sauce, and a little sugar, and simmered it for three minutes. Finally, I removed the pot from the sauce and poured it into two bowls of white noodles.

When Cheng Zheng returned home, he smelled a fresh fragrance as soon as he walked to the door.

Two bowls of abalone braised noodles were placed on the square table. The white noodles in the bowls were clearly distinguishable, and the brown abalone was shaped like flowers. The soup completely soaked them and dyed the noodles an attractive thick soup color.

"You're back quite punctual." Jian Lu had just returned to the kitchen to turn off the fire and get chopsticks when she heard the man's footsteps returning to the house.

“It smells so good.”

Cheng Zheng placed two yellow envelopes on the table, turned around and went to the kitchen to wash his hands. Along with the sound of water, he heard voices coming from him, "There are two letters for you. I just picked them up. Lulu, you are quite diligent in receiving letters."

"Who sent it?" Jian Lu sat on the chair, picked up two envelopes and took a look. One letter was sent from her hometown, City C, and the sender was still Jian Xin; the other one was sent from City W. She had never been to City W, let alone knew the people there. She looked closely at the sender's name, it was Qian Jingjing.

Cheng Zheng washed his hands and came out. Seeing Jian Lu preparing to open the envelope, he sat opposite her, took the bowl of noodles and picked up the chopsticks, and said with a great appetite, "Let's eat first, the noodles will get clumpy soon."

Yes, Jian Lu put the letter aside and focused on filling her stomach. She was very hungry after running around the island today!

The abalone is even more delicious with the stir-fried garlic, and the rich soup brings out the freshness. Paired with the spicy hand-rolled noodles, it is a perfect match.

Cheng Zheng ate his noodles in big mouthfuls. He remembered that his wife had gone to the county town today, so he naturally asked her if she had bought anything. He was a little surprised to learn that she hadn't bought anything today. "You took such a long boat ride, and you didn't buy anything. Don't you feel it's a loss?"

This was the theory Jian Lu had told him last time. After going back and forth for so long and taking a boat to get out of the island, if he didn't buy something to bring back, it would be a huge loss for Jian, after all he was here.

But this time, my wife behaved out of character.

"I didn't go out to buy anything this time. I went with Comrade Cai Xiujuan to inquire about the pearl acquisition situation." Jian Lu didn't intend to hide it from Cheng Zheng. Husbands and wives still had to be honest. She remembered that she had heard about people who started out in pearl farming in this era. The main reason was that this was a legitimate way to get started, and they didn't have to worry about the reputation of speculation.

"Pearl?" Cheng Zheng put down his chopsticks and looked at Jian Lu.

Cheng Zheng didn't know much about this, but when he heard his wife say that she accompanied Cai Xiujuan to the county medical company to inquire about the acquisition of Zhenzhu, he thought his wife was really brave.

Can ordinary people have such insight?

After listening to Jian Lu's story, Cheng Zheng quickly came to the conclusion that Comrade Cai Xiujuan was a person with great ability to cultivate pearls.

Having skills and talents is naturally a good thing, so he didn't ask any more questions.

After dinner, Cheng Zheng was washing dishes in the kitchen while Jian Lu opened the envelope on the table.

First came the letter from the third sister Jian Xin, which was again written by her third brother-in-law. In the letter, the third sister praised the shrimp sauce that Jian Lu had asked someone to bring back, saying that it was very delicious and that her sisters liked it very much. She also thanked her younger sister for the clothes she had sent, but she repeatedly told her sister not to send them again in the future, fearing that her brother-in-law would be unhappy. After all, many men don't want their wives to care too much about their parents' family.

She then talked about her current life, which was pretty good. Her in-laws loved her and the living conditions at home were good. She could cook and do housework at home and didn't have to work in the fields. The more important good news was that she got pregnant four months ago.

When Jian Lu saw this, the corners of her lips curved up.

Continuing to read, the third sister mentioned in the letter at the end that the fifth son of the He family was actually going to inherit the Jian family.

Jian Lu sat up straight and began to read carefully again.

It turned out that the He family was found to have stolen public grain during the famine years, causing many members to lose their life-saving grain, some died, and some fell ill, which was like adding insult to injury.

The He couple and the eldest and second sons of the He family were sentenced to many years in prison. The fifth son of the He family was favored by Jian Hualin. At that time, Jian Hualin and the He family planned to let Jian Lu marry him and then let the fifth son of the He family inherit the Jian family.

After all the trouble, things did not develop as Jian Hualin expected, but what was beyond his expectation was that the He family was completely defeated, and the fifth son of the He family even took the initiative to come to the house for refuge.

A week before the third brother-in-law wrote the letter, the fifth son of the He family officially changed his name and surname under the witness of the brigade commander, and acknowledged Jian Hualin and Zhang Cuixia as his parents, changing his original name from He Junhong to Jian Junhong.

Jian Hualin finally fulfilled his long-cherished wish and had a son named Jian.

Jian Xin said in the letter: "I originally thought that my parents treated the four of us sisters the same. Now that the fifth child of the He family changed his surname and became my father's son, I can see clearly that my father is so good to this adopted son, better than to us. Lulu, the last time I went back to my parents' home to see my parents, I saw that my parents were very affectionate to that man, even better than to me, their biological daughter. I felt so sad. Aren't we their biological children? How can their biological children not be as good as the one who changed his surname?"

Jian Lu replied on the table. She knew that Jian Xin was a simple girl. Even though Jian Hualin and his wife treated her like a daughter, in Jian Xin's eyes, they were always her parents who gave birth to and raised her. It would be fine if she didn't have this reference, but once she had a son as a reference, Jian Xin's worldview would probably collapse.

"Third sister, my parents have always wanted a son. Even if the child has a different surname, as long as he calls them mom and dad, they will accept him. In their eyes, such a son is more important than a biological daughter. You have your own family now, and you and your brother-in-law are living a good life. You don't have to be sad about your family's affairs. Their ideas are deeply rooted in their minds and no one can change them. You just need to live your life well."

Jian Lu wrote a page of paper in a very proud manner, comforting her third sister and asking her to say hello to her eldest and second sisters on her behalf. She also talked about the interesting experience of her trip to the sea.

After finishing the letter, Jian Lu opened another letter from Comrade Qian Jingjing.

The last time Jian Lu and Qian Jingjing were in contact was before Jian Lu got married. When Qian Jingjing learned that Jian Lu was getting married, she wanted to come back and join in the fun, but she had to go out of town to perform with an art troupe and could not spare the time, so she asked someone to send a pair of enamel cups to her.

Comrade Qian Jingjing's letter writing is very unique. She is a chatterbox and a girl who loves to share. She spent more than half a page of words talking about the interesting things she encountered when she went out to perform. But on the second page, the style changed and she suddenly shyly talked about her contact with a gay man.

Jian Lu's gossip spirit is burning, this is going to be interesting!

In the letter, Comrade Qian Jingjing said that when she went to perform in another province, she met a soldier who was handsome, humorous, gentle and generous. The two met because Qian Jingjing got lost, and after a few interactions, they developed feelings for each other.

Oh~ It’s nice to watch other people fall in love! Aunt Jian Lu smiled as she read the letter, her eyebrows occasionally wrinkled.

I can’t read romance novels here, but now, Comrade Qian Jingjing has taken the initiative to share her own love story! So good! So interesting!

Cheng Zheng looked at his wife, wondering what in the letter was worth being so happy about? Her eyes lit up, and even the arc of her mouth never faded.

"So happy?"

Jian Lu cleared her throat and looked up at her man, "Well, Comrade Qian Jingjing has good news."

I’m not sure whether Comrade Qian Jingjing is willing to share it, she didn’t elaborate.

Then he read the letter, and the last few lines read: "Lulu, I think he's pretty good now, but we're in different military regions, and I don't know if we can develop in the future. He said he's going to be transferred to the island soon, and he'll be very close to me. What do you think? Also, I think our last names are quite similar, I don't know if this is fate, my name is Qian, his last name is Qian, his name is Qian Hongzhuo, he's the political commissar of the 5th Regiment, 11th Division, 298th Marine Corps."

Qian Hongzhuo?

Jian Lu was stunned when she saw the name. Isn’t this the male villain that the hero and heroine met later in the original book?

Qian Hongzhuo was originally a promising political commissar in the army. He was transferred to an island and was later wanted for participating in the smuggling of cultural relics. During his escape, he had an intersection with the hero and heroine in the original book, which almost led to their breakup. In the end, the hero and heroine, whose love was stronger than gold, resolved the misunderstanding and arrested him.

Jian Lufu said, Comrade Qian Jingjing, what's wrong with you? The man you like is either the hero in the original book or the god-level male supporting role. Now you are actually involved with the villain male supporting role in the original book?

This poor kid, his love life is too bumpy!

Cheng Zheng noticed that the expression of his wife sitting opposite him had changed again. She was smiling just now, but now her expression suddenly changed from sunny to cloudy and she looked worried.

"What's wrong? Comrade Qian Jingjing is in trouble again?"

Jian Lu nodded vigorously, what kind of rotten peach blossom is this.

"Brother Cheng, do you know Qian Hongzhuo? He is the political commissar of the 5th Regiment of the 11th Division of the 298th Marine Corps."

"Yes, how do you know this person?" Cheng Zheng just heard yesterday that someone was transferred here, and it was this name. But he didn't expect that his wife could actually say this person's full name and position.

The situation was not optimistic, so Jian Lu didn't hide it anymore and told Qian Jingjing that she knew a soldier she liked. "I just wanted to help her check it out. I wonder what this guy is like?"

Cheng Zheng understood. This made sense, but he didn't know much. "I'll go ask for you tomorrow. But the troops shouldn't be bad. At least there won't be any major problems in principle."

Hearing this, Jian Lu became even more upset. Just because there is no such person now doesn't mean there won't be such person in the future. This person was later instigated to rebel and began to use his position on the island to participate in the smuggling of cultural relics.

Of course, she can't say this now. Who would believe it?

Jian Lu asked Cheng Zheng to find out the situation while she wrote back to Qian Jingjing. She couldn't just watch the girl foolishly jump into the fire pit. However, people in love are prone to rebel. She spoke tactfully and just asked Qian Jingjing to think about it carefully and not to decide rashly. They could discuss it in detail when they met next time she returned to the military area.

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After replying the two letters, Jian Lu was surprised to find that the Chinese New Year was approaching. Just before the Chinese New Year, the family compound welcomed new people. On the day of the move, the two packed their bags and moved in. The location was just downstairs from Jian Lu and Cheng Zheng's house.

There was a new neighbor. After dinner, Jian Lu leaned out to look down and felt that the man seemed familiar.

"Brother Cheng, come and see who the new family is?" Jian Lu turned around and called for help. Cheng Zheng was writing a report in the room at the moment. "I think they look familiar, as if I have seen them somewhere before, but I just can't remember where."

Cheng Zheng looked up, but his feet did not move. "It was Wei, the political commissar of the Fifth Regiment. You should have seen him when you came to my single dormitory before."

Wei Zhengwei, who was originally far ahead in his relationship, waited for more than five months and finally got married and moved into the family compound.

Yesterday, he was already excited when he met Cheng Zheng, and he even asked him to take care of each other in the future.

"Oh, I remember now." After saying this, Jian Lu really had some impression of him. He was a political commissar with a very 'lively' personality.

After watching the excitement in other houses for a while, she turned and went back into the house. The second bedroom had already been tidied up, and her mother-in-law, Aunt Wang, would be here in a week.

"Your mother is leaving on the train the day after tomorrow, right? Have you asked someone to send her off?"

Jian Lu sat next to Cheng Zheng. She had to make sure again. It was rare for her mother-in-law to come, so she had to be more thoughtful.

"I have a retired comrade who works at the train station. When the time comes, I can ask him to take my mother to the train and find a seat. He knows everything."

"That's good."

The last time Jian Lu and Aunt Wang got together was almost a year ago. At that time, they had just become acquainted with each other. Now, their status has changed a lot and they haven't seen each other for almost a year.

"Tell me, will your mother suddenly not recognize me?"

Cheng Zheng put away his paper and pen, folded the report and put it in his book. He thought his wife was a little silly. "How can I not recognize her? Why do you look like one of those new daughters-in-law who are meeting their mother-in-law for the first time?"

There are indeed comrades in the army who got married here and only brought them back to visit their relatives and meet their families a few years later. In that case, it is easy to worry that their parents-in-law will be unhappy, but is this the case for me?

His own mother and wife had arranged the marriage first, but he was the last one to know about it.

Jian Lu listened to his words and smiled, "Why, are you still not satisfied? Do you think the wife your mother picked for you is not good?"

"I dare not, it's a good choice!" Cheng Zheng now seemed to have completely forgotten his reluctance at the time, and even wanted to send the person away directly. A smile appeared on his handsome face, "My mother still has good taste."

"Wait until your mother comes and tell her."

Cheng Zheng felt something was wrong. How could it be your mother? "It should be our mother."

Jian Lu really hasn't adapted to it yet, so she pouted and said, "Okay, Mom!"

In the evening, when it was already dark, there was a sound of footsteps in front of Cheng's house. "Old Cheng, are you home?"

That familiar, cheerful voice of Political Commissar Wei came again. This was the voice that Cheng Zheng had heard in the single dormitory for several years.

"Old Wei, is the house ready? Congratulations."

Cheng Zheng exchanged a few words with Wei Guohua, while Wei Guohua's wife Zhou Yan was also talking to Jian Lu.

Zhou Yan is a military doctor at the Army Health Hospital. She has short hair and wears a white military uniform. This is her first time stepping into the family hospital after her marriage to Wei Guohua.

"Congratulations. Must it be hard to move? It took us a long time to move last time."

"It's OK. We haven't finished packing the house yet, so we decided to get to know our neighbors."

The newlyweds were beaming with joy, especially Political Commissar Wei, who pulled Cheng Zheng excitedly, "Old Cheng, we are destined to be together. We used to live next to each other in the singles dormitory, and now we are married and have moved into the family compound. It just so happens that we live on the upper and lower floors. What a coincidence."

"Old Wei, are you happy to be married?"

"I'm happy! It's still good to have a wife and a home! That feeling is incomparable to a small place like a single dormitory." Political Commissar Wei is in high spirits now, and his face is full of happiness. "By the way, we have a day off the day after tomorrow, and we will treat you at home. You two, as well as Lao Liang and Lao Xu, can all come. It just so happens that we just moved here, so we can all have a lively dinner together."

"OK."

Jian Lu, who was invited to a moving company, was already thinking about what to give as a gift.

These days, she was busy stringing together the shells she had picked up last time at sea. Captain Cheng asked the fishermen for a few old fishing nets, which were not very big. Jian Lu spooled the shells up, and the fan-shaped fishing nets were filled with shells of various colors scattered in an orderly manner. When they were hung on the wall, it had a unique flavor.

Captain Cheng watched as his wife hung one in their bedroom and another on the side wall of the living room. After a closer look, he found that they were indeed quite good. The room suddenly became brighter and more colorful.

"Tell me, what kind of gift should we give to others?" Jian Lu turned around.

How would Cheng Zheng know this? He had no idea about socializing. "You can give me anything you want."

Anyway, my wife makes the decision.

Jian Lu realized that she couldn't come up with anything to discuss with this guy, so she simply went to find Feng Xiuhui and Cui Yuhe, and the three of them discussed and decided to give him something practical.

Finally, the three agreed that Feng Xiuhui's family would receive a bag of brown sugar, Cui Yuhe's family would receive a bag of noodles, and Jian Lu's family would receive eight eggs.

However, taking advantage of the day off, Jian Lu and Cheng Zheng went out early in the morning to visit Cai Xiujuan's parents' home. Last time, she talked to Cai Xiujuan about some precautions. Although she said that she was a half-baked person, she was from the future and could help think of a solution. So, the two of them made an appointment for Jian Lu to go and take a look.

Cai Xiujuan's parents' home was in the Jiefang Production Brigade of Qingshui Commune under Haiwu County.

It takes more than two hours to get to the island by boat, which is in the opposite direction from the island to the county town.

This was later a famous freshwater area with lakes and rivers interlaced. The Cai family was a well-known fish farmer in the commune, especially for Qingshui Commune, who was responsible for the important task of raising fish to generate income. The two of them casually asked around and found out the address of the Cai family.

The three blue-tiled bungalows of the Cai family stood quietly. In front of the house, a little girl was sitting on a small stool, concentrating on reading something. Jian Lu recognized her at a glance, "Duoduo."

Duoduo heard someone calling her and looked over. It turned out to be Aunt Lulu. "Aunt Lulu, are you here to look for my mom?"

After saying that, I saw a very tall uncle standing next to Aunt Lulu, and I just called him uncle in a low voice.

Cheng Zheng thought the little girl was timid and tried hard to put on a friendly smile.

Jian Lu nodded and pinched her braid, "Is your mother home?"

Duoduo shook her head, "Mom is over at the small fish pond."

Duoduo led her uncle and aunt around her house and went straight to the back. The three of them walked for seven or eight minutes and met Cai Xiujuan in a fish pond.

"Mom! Mom!" Duoduo jumped on the shore and shouted to Cai Xiujuan who was paddling the boat to the nursing room on the other side of the fish pond, "Aunt Lulu is here to see you."

Cai Xiujuan was fishing clams in the river at the moment. When she heard the noise, she put down her work and rowed the boat back to the shore.

Jian Lu didn't expect that Cai Xiujuan, who she hadn't seen for a few days, was wearing a black one-piece rubber wetsuit with sleeves over a gray coat. She looked capable and professional. At this moment, she was standing on the boat looking at her with a smile on her face.

"Sister Jian Lu." She greeted him warmly. Cai Xiujuan took one look at the tall soldier beside her and immediately guessed his identity. "Is this Captain Cheng?"

"Sister Xiujuan, are you busy?" Jian Lu introduced the two people to each other, then followed her onto the boat and headed to the other side of the fish pond together.

A guardhouse was built on the left side of the fish pond. When the fish fry grow up and are ready to be harvested, people will be arranged to live here from time to time to prevent people from stealing the fish.

This is also where Cai Xiujuan prepared to catch river clams.

Ever since she heard Jian Lu talk about pearl cultivation that day, she couldn't contain her inner excitement. If she could really make money from this, her life as a lady would be much better in the future.

"I went to look for a lot of river clams, including the triangular clams you mentioned last time, but they're hard to find. I'll take a look later." Cai Xiujuan used to cultivate pearls in a careless manner, but now she specifically looks for river clams, and directly releases them at the bottom of the river pond, observing them from time to time.

Jian Lu actually didn’t know much about pearl culture, so she told Cai Xiujuan most of the scattered knowledge she had heard on the Internet before, hoping that she would take fewer detours and get this business on the right track as soon as possible.

"That's great. When the time comes, you can first sell a batch to the pharmaceutical company, and then keep the rest for two years before taking the pearls. The size and color should be much better."

"Okay." Cai Xiujuan was full of confidence. The number of clams she put down this time was not too many. She still raised fish for her family on weekdays, so it was convenient for her to take time to pay attention to the clams.

Cheng Zheng listened to his wife talking to others about how to cultivate pearls and thought that this person was extremely capable. Where did she hear so much knowledge?

Is this still the comrade Jian Lu who grew up in the countryside and never went to school?

The two were treated by Cai Xiujuan and had lunch. The Cai family members were all busy at the fish pond and there were only a few people at home. Their family was large and wealthy, and workers from nearby fish ponds often came to eat. They were not surprised at all that there were people at home. Only Cai Xiujuan's sister-in-law looked unhappy when she saw her sister-in-law, who had just returned home after divorce, invited people to her house for dinner.

However, due to the presence of Cheng Zheng, a tall soldier, he didn't say anything. Especially when he saw the two men still carrying egg cakes and fruit candies to the door, his expression softened a bit.

After dinner, the two had to hurry back, after all, they had to have dinner at Political Commissar Wei's house.

Back on the boat, the two prepared to return to the island. On the boat, Cheng Zheng finally asked the question in his heart, "Lulu, where did you know so much about pearl cultivation? You sound like you know a lot about it."

Jian Lu knew he was going to ask this question, so she prepared her words in advance, using the old method, "When I was in the team, I heard what the educated youth from other places said. They had read a lot of books and understood a lot of things, so I remembered them after hearing them many times."

Cheng Zheng's face froze when he heard the word "educated youth". He remembered what his wife said last time. A educated youth told her that kissing on the cheek was polite and a goodnight kiss. Now he was talking about pearl farming again. It seemed that his wife admired him very much! Was this educated youth talking too much?

"You have a good relationship with that educated youth?"

Thinking about how his wife had been fooled by a male educated youth from other place, and how such a simple girl might have relaxed her guard after hearing some strange stories from him, and he might even want to teach her how to kiss her politely on the cheek, Cheng Zheng suddenly felt murderous.

"Ah?" Jian Lu was confused by the man's question. Which educated youth? Every time she tried to deceive Cheng Zheng, she said that she heard it from the educated youth. After all, there was no TV in the village, and she couldn't read newspapers. Only this excuse was perfect.

Zhiqing, that's a pronoun, it doesn't refer to a specific person, okay? How could she know which Zhiqing was going?

"No, I just chatted with the educated youth while we were working."

Cheng Zheng: "..."

Hearing this, Cheng Zheng, with his handsome face stretched, didn't know what to say for a moment. It seemed that his wife really loved chatting with the educated youth before. His slender fingers tapped lightly on his knees, and he couldn't tell what the feeling was.

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Jian Lu didn't know that Captain Cheng's mind was racing. She was looking forward to the dinner in the evening.

After returning home, the couple rested for a while, then took the eight eggs they had prepared in advance and went downstairs to visit Political Commissar Wei's home.

The three families rushed in, crowding Wei Zhengwei's new home to the brim.

There is no reason to just sit there and do nothing when you are a guest at someone's house, especially when food is in short supply these days. Feng Xiuhui and Cui Yuhe went straight into the kitchen to help. Jian Lu was originally planning to go with them, but unfortunately the kitchen could no longer accommodate so many people.

Zhou Yan asked her to sit outside and just help serve the dishes.

In the living room, several grown men inexplicably started discussing the direction of military training. They talked loudly and eloquently, and Political Commissar Wei wanted to interrupt them. He also wanted to show them his new home.

"Old Cheng, Old Liang, Old Wei, come on, come on, what are you talking about? Take a look at our house. Our Yan'er is very handy. Look at how she has decorated our house. It's really beautiful."

When you visit someone's home, you naturally have to hold them in high esteem when talking to them.

Liang Haisheng took a look around and said with certainty, "It's not any worse than the one in Song's house."

"Go to hell." Wei Guohua knew that this man was making fun of him, so he punched him on the back.

"Old Wei, what's going on? Are you killing your own people?"

"How old are you? Still making trouble?" Zhou Yan brought the dishes to the table and asked everyone to sit down. "It's time to eat."

There was an octagonal table, which was crowded, but at least everyone was seated. There was also a rich array of food on the table, including five hot dishes, two seafood dishes, and a pot of steamed buns.

"Try it, this steamed bun is made by my wife, and northerners love it."

Cheng Zheng and Liang Haisheng, who are also from the north, were naturally not polite. The dough was well mixed, and the steamed buns were soft and chewy. "Your sister-in-law's cooking skills are really good."

Liang Haisheng is the oldest here, and everyone he meets is his younger brother or sister.

The dinner table was full of joy. A group of old men sat together and reminisced about the days when they had struggled together in the past, and each of them was filled with emotion.

"Come on, come on, eat some food."

Wei Guohua drank so much that his face turned red. He invited everyone to eat with a smile on his face. Gradually, his eyes moved to the right, towards his wife.

Zhou Yan was concentrating on eating. After drinking a bowl of fish soup, she felt warm all over and did not receive any signal from her man at all.

On the contrary, Cheng Zheng, who was sitting opposite Wei Guohua, saw it clearly, "Old Wei, what are you doing? Are you drunk and your face is twitching?"

"Ah? No, no!" Wei Guohua laughed awkwardly and looked at his wife again. This person finally looked at him.

This time, Wei Guohua winked and hinted at Zhou Yan, and Zhou Yan then remembered, oh, there is still a mission!

"Guohua, come, eat this." Zhou Yan picked up a piece of fish and put it into Wei Guohua's bowl, her tone gentle and considerate.

"My wife is really good to me." Wei Guohua picked up the fish meat and showed it to everyone. Then he put it in his mouth and it smelled delicious. It was so delicious!

After picking up the fish, Zhou Yan buried her head in her meal again, occasionally chatting with a few other military wives and bragging about other people's children. She was having a happy chat when she suddenly felt someone kicked her foot. She looked sideways and it was her man again!

Wei Guohua coughed lightly, and Zhou Yan then remembered, OK, there is still work to do! How annoying!

"Guohua, eat more of this." Zhou Yan picked up another piece of pig's trotter. They had finally managed to get some today. The soybean and pig's trotter soup was especially delicious. "You must have worked hard in training. Eat more."

Xu Lang, who was picking up food for his wife with chopsticks, suddenly felt a sour taste in his teeth.

Wei Guohua's mouth was almost grinning from ear to ear. He looked at his wife affectionately and said excitedly, "Yan'er, you've worked hard too. Eat more."

After picking up the dishes, Wei Guohua looked at the other masters and talked freely, "My wife is really like that. She thinks of everything for me, picking up the dishes and the meat. Every day when I come home, she insists on massaging my shoulders and back. She doesn't ask me to do any housework. She cooks, washes the dishes, washes the clothes, sweeps the floor, and does everything. I can't stop her, ah."

Jian Lu glanced at Political Commissar Wei, then at his wife who was concentrating on eating, and secretly glanced at Cheng Zheng beside her. The two looked at each other without saying a word.

Liang Haisheng was the smartest person and praised him, "Old Wei, you married a good wife. She treats you wholeheartedly, so you have to treat her well."

"That's for sure!"

Wei Guohua was excited and raised his glass to take a sip with the others.

After the meal, everyone left. The house, which had been bustling just now, suddenly became quiet. Zhou Yan half leaned on the sofa. Seeing her man still staring at the door, she lazily said, "Don't look. Everyone has left."

Wei Guohua, who had had enough fun today, closed the door, returned to the house, sat down next to his wife, pulled her aside and gave her a big kiss, "Wife!"

"Go away, go away. Cooking a meal is exhausting enough for me, and I still have to pick up food for you. I really owe you that."

"It's my fault!" Wei Guohua rolled up his sleeves three times, revealing his tan arms. He pinched Zhou Yan's shoulders, rubbed her hands, and said, "I'll wash the dishes, wipe the table, and sweep the floor in a while. Just sit there and relax."

Zhou Yan didn't know what was wrong with her man. Why did he have to show off like this today? He even called it a task for her, which was to show concern for him, pick up food for him, and say some personal words in front of everyone.

In the kitchen, Political Commissar Wei, who felt that although he married late, he was the center of attention today, was in a good mood while washing dishes and humming revolutionary songs.

......

His neighbor, Xu Lang, who lived on the same floor, and his wife returned home. They washed their faces with water. Cui Yuhe hung the towel on the rope and asked her husband, "Political Commissar Wei's wife is really nice. She is very sincere to people."

Xu Lang answered casually, "Yes."

"What? Are you jealous of me?" Cui Yuhe stood aside, looking at Xu Lang's face emerging from the towel with a shocked look in her eyes.

Xu Lang put the towel back into the enamel basin, squeezed out the water, and hung it on the rope on the wall. "What are you talking about? How can I envy him? My own wife is the best."

Upstairs, Liang Haisheng and Feng Xiuhui were also not idle. After a meal, they returned to the room. Dunzi was still playing marbles, and Liang Haisheng had already made a conclusion with a keen eye.

"Don't be fooled by Old Wei's pretense of being so rich and powerful, saying his wife is doing this and that. From what I know about him, she is most likely the traitor."

Feng Xiuhui leaned on the sofa and looked up when she heard the words, "Really? I mean, Political Commissar Wei is too arrogant. It seems that he wants to tell everyone in the family compound."

"He used to be eager to get married right away. He would get anxious when he saw his comrades getting married. Now that he has finally found a wife he likes, how can he be so bossy? Maybe as soon as we leave, he will be there to massage his wife's shoulders and back."

"Is this true? That's not enough, right?"

“It’s hard to say!”

In the rightmost room on the third floor, Cheng Zheng and Jian Lu had already tidied themselves up and were lying down. Jian Lu rested her head on Cheng Zheng's neck. When she talked about the affectionate words that Political Commissar Wei had said during dinner, she felt like they were just being fed up.

"I can't believe that Political Commissar Wei looks like this." Most gay men and women of this era are not willing to show their affection in public like this; after all, they are all quite reserved. Political Commissar Wei is a different man.

"That's just the way Old Wei is. He can't keep things to himself and wants to tell the whole army."

"But I don't think Political Commissar Wei would let his wife do all the work. He is clearly a reserve henchman."

A henpecked man, a reserve soldier?

Cheng Zheng was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"Oh, I mean, he probably loves his wife and doesn't want her to do any work. But he just wanted to show off his affection, so he said that."

After all, the performance just now was a little too heavy.

Cheng Zheng heard this for a while, but he still felt that it was not the case. "Do you like this?"

"What are you talking about!" Jian Lu pushed the man away and glared at him.

Cheng Zheng pulled her back and tightened his iron arms around her slender waist. "I thought you liked to make noises everywhere."

"What are you yelling about?"

"Who is doing the housework and who is doing the work at home."

Jian Lu thought about it and let Cheng Zheng say what Political Commissar Wei had just said, especially in front of several families, when he looked at Zhou Yan with tenderness. She dared to guarantee that even if a gun was pointed at Cheng Zheng's head, he would rather die than do such a thing.

"Come on, you wouldn't do that, but if you could go out and show off your affection like that, I'd get goosebumps."

"Are you kidding me?" Cheng Zheng heard the sarcasm in his wife's words, and a low laugh came out of his deep voice.

"So what?" Jian Lu apparently forgot that she was in bed and lying next to someone, and she started to provoke with great courage.

Cheng Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly and narrowed his long and deep eyes, "You are the one who provoked me again."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards those red lips, kissed them lightly, and soon pried open those lips and kissed them thoroughly.

Jian Lu found that this person had a great learning ability. Now he could kiss her until she was dizzy. The key point was that this person's hands were not honest. His brown arms disappeared under the quilt and held her in his hands. His rough fingertips were warm and made Jian Lu tremble slightly...

Just when everything was about to get out of control, Jian Lu held down the mischievous hand and said, "No, today is not the day for that."

In order to develop good married life habits for the two of them, Jian Lu had already made three rules with others: rest on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, "work" on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays, and it depends on the situation on Sundays.

"Forget it today. We'll follow the leader's instructions next time." Cheng Zheng would not listen to his wife at this time. He lowered his head and kissed her cherry lips, sucking gently, swallowing Jian Lu's objections into his stomach.

While she was in a daze, Jian Lu suddenly remembered that he had said the same thing last time. No, the time before that!