Intimate?

Two words?

Zhan Xinyue came from the afterlife and immediately thought of 깊. Without thinking too much, she answered like a question: "Husband."

"Squeak", it's the sound of a car braking suddenly.

Sheng Tunan stepped on the brakes, and his hands holding the steering wheel were shaking with excitement.

The man turned to look at Zhan Xinyue in disbelief, his voice full of uncertainty and surprise: "Xinyue, what did you call me just now? Call me again?"

Zhan Xinyue finally reacted, feeling ashamed and embarrassed. She wished she could dig a hole in the car and climb down.

"I didn't say anything. It's better if I didn't hear anything." Zhan Xinyue turned her head to look out the window. After thinking for a while, she felt that this was a trap set by Sheng Tunan. She turned her head and looked at Sheng Tunan with a reproachful look: "Just say what you want me to call you."

"Tunan." Sheng Tunan pursed his lips and smiled. He knew that Zhan Xinyue's calling him husband was probably just a simple answer to the question.

But it doesn’t matter, he will definitely hear it for the first, third, and countless times in the future.

"When we were at home, that's how you called me in front of your grandma, Tunan," Sheng Tunan explained.

When Zhan Xinyue heard this, she realized that she had wrongly blamed Sheng Tunan. She said a little embarrassedly, "Then I'll call you Tunan from now on."

"Okay." Sheng Tunan agreed with a smile and started the car to go home.

"Today is a good day. Everything I wish for will come true."

In 1977, Hua Guohai did not have a car stereo, but now Sheng Tunan wanted very much to express his inner happiness and began to hum "Good Days".

Today is a memorable day. It is the first time that Zhan Xinyue called him husband. Although it may be just a momentary impulse, it was indeed a call, and the sound was clear and pleasant, which was particularly nice to hear.

This song has not been released yet, Sheng Tunan did not dare to sing too loudly, but Zhan Xinyue heard it.

Not only did I hear it, I heard it clearly. How come this person usually speaks so nicely, but he sings so, so...

Well, it's not that it's bad, in fact the voice is still very loud, but it's too white, and the pronunciation is incomplete, it feels like it's reading quickly.

Sheng Tunan felt Zhan Xinyue's gaze, and with a hint of pride on his face, he asked, "How was it? Did I sing well?"

Zhan Xinyue wanted to hold her forehead and smile bitterly, but she felt that this action was a little greasy, so she just smiled bitterly, "You guys who are tone-deaf, can't you hear that the person singing is tone-deaf?"

"Am I tone-deaf?" Sheng Tunan was surprised.

"I always lead the singing in the chorus of the troops."

Zhan Xinyue thought for a moment and said, "Military songs mainly require a loud and clear voice. Your voice and confidence are quite good."

Sheng Tunan doesn't sing and his voice is a bit emo. Xinyue actually doesn't like his singing, which he is so proud of.

Zhan Xinyue noticed that the man was in a bad mood. Just as she was about to say a few words of comfort, the car drove into the Sheng family's yard and a strong smell of meat wafted to her nose.

"This is the taste of local chicken." Zhan Xinyue sniffed. She likes chicken more than meat.

Especially for the 녊宗土鸡, you don’t need too much seasoning, just a little unpeeled ginger and a little salt. Zhishan likes spicy food, so just add some green peppers.

The local chicken made in this way can keep its original flavor as much as possible, fresh and delicious, in one word: delicious.

"Grandma, we're back." Zhan Xinyue got out of the car and greeted Grandma Sheng happily.

"Xinyue, come quickly, grandma will roast chicken liver for you, come in and eat." The old lady's kind voice came from the kitchen.

Zhan Xinyue and Sheng Tunan went in and saw Grandma Sheng pulling out a paper-wrapped chicken liver from the ashes on the stove.

The old man's hands seemed not afraid of being burned, and he just pinched it and said, "It's done."

After that, he took out a bowl and chopsticks, peeled off the paper, put it in the bowl, and handed it to Zhan Xinyue: "Xinyue, chicken liver is good to eat. It makes your eyes bright. Here, you can have it."

Zhan Xinyue was about to let her grandmother eat it, but when she remembered that it was best not to eat internal organs in her hometown, she smiled and took it: "Thank you, grandma."

After that, he used chopsticks to divide the chicken liver into two halves, ate half himself, and handed the rest to Sheng Tunan: "You eat it too, the army needs better eyesight."

Sheng Tunan, who seemed a little depressed at first, immediately became happy. He took it hastily and swallowed the chicken liver happily.

"The chicken liver of the native chicken is not fishy. When my grandma and my grandmother killed a chicken, they would cook it for me like this: Wrap the chicken liver with white paper, wrap it several times, wet it with water, and bury it under the fire in the earthen stove. It can be eaten when it is cooked. It is really delicious."

“Grandma, are you going to kill your only chicken?” Nowadays, every household raises three chickens. Grandma Sheng is not in good health and can’t take care of so many chickens. She keeps one at home mainly to prevent snakes.

"Well, today is the day you and Xinyue are getting engaged. Grandma doesn't have anything to give you, so she'll kill a chicken and the three of us will have a good meal to celebrate."

Grandma Sheng put the chicken into the bowl and prepared to stir-fry some red amaranth.

"Grandma, you and Xinyue go to the main room and wait. I'll prepare the rest of the dishes." Sheng Tunan rolled up his sleeves.

“That’s fine.” Grandma Sheng’s eyesight wasn’t very good, and the smoke from the kitchen made her feel uncomfortable. But even if she couldn’t see clearly, she had cooked chicken many times, so it wouldn’t affect the taste at all.

Zhan Xinyue carried the bowl to the main room. The chicken in the bowl was golden in color and had a strong aroma. It looked delicious at first glance.

Sheng Tunan skillfully stir-fried a red amaranth, chopped a cucumber, and prepared a loofah soup. A side dish, a vegetable dish, a cold dish, and a soup were all done.

Zhan Xinyue was also not idle. She washed and dried the clothes she had just bought. Her grandmother's eyesight was not good, so Zhan Xinyue did not tell her for fear that she would rush to wash them, so she waited until they were dry before giving them to her.

I opened the front and back doors of the main room, and the breeze was blowing in, so I didn't feel hot.

Sheng Tunan brought the dishes to the table, Zhan Xinyue helped serve the rice, and the three of them sat down around a square table.

"Grandma, this chicken leg is for you." Zhan Xinyue picked up some food for Grandma Sheng.

The old man was about to give it to Zhan Xinyue when Sheng Tunan said, "Grandma, this is a gift from your granddaughter-in-law."

When the old man heard this, he really didn't refuse and said with a smile: "Okay, my grandson's wife is filial, grandma will eat it."

Zhan Xinyue had very fair skin and was easily shy, so her face turned red as she lowered her head to eat her meal.

"Xinyue, there is another chicken leg for you to eat." A chicken leg appeared in the bowl.

"Yeah." Zhan Xinyue didn't bother to be polite and started eating after picking it up.

The old hen was a big portion, and there were two dishes and a soup. Grandma had a big appetite, so she couldn't eat much. After three days, when she put down her bowl and chopsticks, there was still half a piece of chicken left.

"Xinyue, use the remaining noodles to make two bowls of chicken noodles for you and grandma to eat."

"Okay." Zhan Xinyue agreed.

"Two bowls? Tuanan, you don't want to eat?" Grandma Sheng asked.

"Grandma, I want to go back to the army."

Grandma Sheng nodded and did not try to persuade you to leave. She only said, "Go ahead and be careful. When you wanted to join the army, your grandfather and I both supported you. Now that you are wearing a military uniform and are the head of a regiment, you must not let the country down."

"I know, grandma." Sheng Tunan agreed and hugged the old man who was already thinner.

"Tunan, you're getting married soon. From now on, you'll have concerns. You must be extra careful when you go on a mission. Now, Xinyue is also your responsibility."