Song Shuxi was awakened by a burst of fragrance. She opened her eyes in a daze and walked towards the kitchen.
"Honey, what are you doing?"
The voice was a little hoarse after waking up, and the tone was unconsciously delicate, with a completely dependent attitude.
Wei Jianguo turned around and picked the person up, just like he was holding a child. The woman, who was already used to it, consciously put her arms around the man's neck, rubbed his face, and twitched her nose, trying to see what was seducing her.
Wei Jianguo likes the look of his wife just waking up the most. She is no longer as dignified as she is during the day, but rather charming and naive, which makes her indescribably cute.
He is willing to spend his whole life protecting this posture of complete relaxation.
After kissing the cheek that was brushing against her, Wei Jianguo opened the casserole to let her see clearly. "It's chicken soup with mushrooms in it. It's so delicious," Song Shuqian said in a sweet voice, leaning her head out to take a look.
She was a goddess who would empty out the big kitchen before leaving the general's mansion and could not resist the temptation of delicious food at all. Of all the delicious foods, I prefer soups and waters.
Wei Jianguo knows his wife well, so he will naturally cater to her preferences.
The effect is very good.
Worried that his wife might be bullied, Wei Jianguo told her about what happened when his sisters-in-law came over just now, "Don't put yourself in a difficult position, just do what you want to do." Wei Jianguo explained seriously.
Song Shuxi had long been accustomed to her husband's nagging at her as if she were a child, and she enjoyed this kind of concern.
After dinner, the two began to sort out the things they had picked.
"Wife, we only have two backpacks. Don't bring too much stuff back. Don't bring more than the limit of two backpacks. We'll slowly move the stuff from your place out. Soldiers are very sensitive. Don't take out too much stuff casually. Do you understand?"
Worried that his wife might not take it seriously, Wei Jianguo explained to her how to fit the most things in this backpack, how many chestnuts and hazelnuts it could hold, and even went over various combinations.
Song Shuqian's eyes were filled with confusion as she listened to this, she just thought it was amazing.
"Wife, these experienced soldiers can see it at a glance. Don't be lucky. Just use it as a place to store things. Don't use it if you can. If you must use it, I will help you check the surrounding environment."
When it comes to his daughter-in-law's safety, Wei Jianguo is extremely cautious.
I was afraid that if I didn’t say it, my wife would be in danger.
After spending such a long time together, Wei Jianguo finally realized that although his wife looked smart, she was actually just a clever girl. I was too well protected by my family and was a bit out of touch with the world, which is completely unrelated to the hardship and simplicity that are emphasized nowadays.
In the eyes of outsiders, their family lives a very good life; in the eyes of my wife, I am a simple, hard-working, and skillful girl.
Under Wei Jianguo's instructions, Song Shuqian was particularly careful when using the gourd space. You should save up the spiritual liquid for 9 days and drink it once.
Chatting in a low voice did not affect the work at hand. The two of them cleaned up the mountain products collected today and dried them in the sun. These things would become Song Shuqian's snacks in winter.
"Wife, let's go to the city next time we have a break. You've almost finished your snacks, and there are too few things in this town. I'll buy you some clothes and some vanishing cream."
Song Shuxi would not refuse to go out and play, "Okay, okay. But next time you have a break, you have to go chop wood. We haven't prepared the firewood yet. We haven't even made honeycomb coal yet."
"Then we'll do it next time. I've asked someone to get a coal stove, so it should be available before winter."
Baji
"Thank you, husband."
Lying in bed at night, Song Shuxi finally understood the consequences of teasing a man.
Wei Jianguo had some reservations in the past, but today when he heard his wife say that she loved him, he endured it. Until now, he couldn't control himself at all. They did it again and again, from the bathroom to the bedroom, leaving evidence of their love along the way.
Song Shuqian didn't know when she fell asleep. She only remembered being coaxed into drinking water mixed with spiritual liquid while in a daze.
Then someone carried me around the bedroom a few times.
Song Shuxi was awakened by the wake-up call in the morning. She touched her side and found some residual warmth, indicating that she had just left not long ago.
I got up, drank a glass of water, and felt instantly refreshed.
Now the spiritual liquid is stored for 9 days. When the small gourd is full, it is poured out, half is put into a small bottle for emergency use, and the other half is added to the kettle in their bedroom for the couple's daily drinking.
Under the conditioning of the spiritual fluid, both of them are in very good health. The hidden injuries Wei Jianguo suffered on the battlefield in his early years have all healed. In this year's competition, he may still be the top soldier.
She stretched herself and went to the kitchen. There was a warm breakfast in the pot, a bowl of porridge, a boiled egg, a steamed bun and a plate of pickles. It was the simplest meal, but she felt satisfied.
Maybe he's just in love.
"Xixi, remember to always leave yourself a way out," my mother's words suddenly appeared in my mind.
He shook his head and said, "It's different. The environment is different. Men here are not allowed to have three wives and four concubines."
She wanted to be brave for once.
After figuring it out, Song Shuxi started to busy herself with her own things.
Recently she has become obsessed with painting, combining Chinese painting and oil painting. Today she is going to paint the valley they visited together yesterday.
Bang, bang, bang…
There was a knock on the door.
Song Shuqian was used to being cautious, so she put all her painting supplies into the space and pretended to be doing needlework.
Outside the door, Political Commissar Xu, a tall and thin young man, and a short and fat young man were standing there. The atmosphere was a bit strange.
Song Shuqian opened the door and asked, "Political Commissar Xu, what is this?"
The short and fat young man stepped forward, took out his ID and handed it to Song Shuqian, "We have received a report that your family has capitalist tendencies, promotes bourgeois lifestyle, is extravagant and debauched, violates the socialist principles, and affects socialist construction. We need to search your home now."
Song Shuqian choked; the thing she had been worried about finally happened.
She pretended to be calm and opened the door, "Come in, you are welcome to look around the house, but please be gentle, this house cost me a lot of effort."
The group entered the house and searched it very carefully, especially the study. Every book was opened and checked, especially the notes in the books.
Political Commissar Xu accompanied them throughout the whole process. The comrades from the two committees showed obvious impatience during the search. Among the three young soldiers who accompanied them, one was a soldier under Wei Jianguo. I secretly told Song Shuxi, "The battalion commander is fine."
Song Shuqian has adjusted her mood. Given the status of the Song family, this will happen sooner or later, so just accept it.
These people were relatively friendly and did not engage in direct vandalism. This is thanks to Wei Jianguo's military achievements. The worst outcome for them now is to be transferred to a more remote location for garrison.
It was a small yard, but it took several people two hours to dig three feet into the ground.
Seeing this, Song Shuqian felt relieved. They came for the things hidden by the Song family, so it was good enough as long as they asked for something.
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