Chapter 18 Quietly Coming into View
Zhao Nianxi was a little unhappy that Ye Mu ran away, but it was difficult to explain. Song Yanzhou opened all the doors and explained for Ye Mu:
"Sister-in-law, Ye Mu is a little autistic and not used to communicating with others."
Song Yanzhou had explained it, and it wasn't a big deal, so Zhao Nianxi didn't take it to heart. Besides, she wasn't here to cause trouble today.
She walked in with a bowl of stir-fried vegetables in her hand: "Look at you, you have to go to the canteen to get food after getting married. My sister-in-law fried some meat today and brought some specially for you and your wife."
Song Yanzhou wanted to refuse, but Zhao Nianxi quickly said:
"Don't refuse. This is what Old Sun asked me to give you. Your political commissar is worried about you now. Your wife...is there any disease that can be cured?"
"Don't blame my sister-in-law for being talkative. If her disease can be cured, the other sisters-in-law in the military district can also help her do the things she should do. For example, they can cook a meal for you at a certain time, clean the house, and if your clothes are torn, there are wives who can sew them for you. You don't have to wash your clothes in the dark anymore."
"If she can't be cured, I don't think your wife is suitable to accompany the army. You should consider letting her go home. Otherwise, if she gets sick with a cold while you are in the military area, she won't be able to take care of herself, let alone you."
"Don't you think so?"
Zhao Nianxi spoke earnestly and with good intentions. Song Yanzhou turned to look at Ye Mu, and Ye Mu looked up at him.
Zhao Nianxi was watching from the side and couldn't help but sigh that the two of them looked such a good match standing together.
Ye Mu didn't look like the silly and incapable person that other military wives said she was.
She has fair skin, but if she wasn't so thin, she would be mistaken for a spoiled girl.
"It can be cured." Song Yanzhou seemed to have made some decision. The moment he opened his mouth, his eyes suddenly became deeper as he looked at Ye Mu. Hidden beneath that cold gaze were thoughts and emotions that Ye Mu could not figure out.
He retracted his gaze, turned to look at Zhao Nianxi and said:
"It just takes some time. I want to trouble you first."
What Zhao Nianxi was afraid of was that Song Yanzhou would bother her for no reason. If he bothered her for something, it meant that Song Yanzhou was serious about his life and had carefully considered the future of the young couple.
"You said, my sister-in-law is idle all day long except taking care of the children. She has nothing to do. Whether it's troublesome or not, it's a good thing to be able to help."
Song Yanzhou said: "I'll give my sister-in-law some money and tickets. When she cooks, she can make Ye Mu's food. I don't need mine. I'll just eat from the cafeteria."
"Not too much, I will still make meals for Ye Mu, but she is too thin, I want to give her some nutrition."
In other words, he wanted to give the money to Zhao Nianxi so that she could cook something delicious for Ye Mu.
Zhao Nianxi was stunned. She didn't expect Song Yanzhou to say this. She originally thought that he wanted her to help look after Ye Muchian. It was not good to keep the door locked all the time.
"Okay, it's just a matter of cooking one more dish." Zhao Nianxi agreed readily, feeling more and more emotional.
Today I heard the military wives gossiping about how much Song Yanzhou loves his wife, but she doesn't feel much. They have an electric fan at home, and her husband treats her well.
But now he finally felt that Song Yanzhou was really extraordinarily considerate to Ye Mu.
Although the food in the cafeteria was not very good, it was definitely not bad for the soldiers. Song Yanzhou meant that she should cook a meat meal for Ye Mu every day.
She was secretly guessing in her heart, and the money Song Yanzhou gave her later further confirmed her thoughts.
Nowadays, who eats meat every day? Only Song Yanzhou is willing to spend money like this.
If Song Yanzhou hadn't joined the army early, his allowance would not be low now and he would have no place to spend it. He probably saved a lot, otherwise Zhao Nianxi would have to worry about him not having enough money to spend.
She left with the money, and Song Yanzhou urged Ye Mu to eat.
After eating a greasy meal, Ye Mu felt comfortable, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
Song Yanzhou noticed that she had hardly eaten any meat, frowned, and picked up a piece of fat for her.
Ye Mu looked at it blankly, then looked at Song Yanzhou.
Song Yanzhou said, "You can't be picky about food."
Ye Mu swallowed the food mixed with fat with great difficulty.
I didn't chew it for a few times before I still felt too greasy, so I turned around and went to get some water.
She had seen Song Yanzhou drinking water from the teapot, and immediately took the cup and poured herself a cup.
Song Yanzhou wanted to say that it was his cup and she had taken the wrong one, but it was too late.
Luckily, it didn’t help to wash it after drinking water this morning, so she used it.
Knowing that she was fed up, Song Yanzhou stopped forcing fat into her mouth, lest it make her even more uncomfortable.
He was very puzzled. Ye Mu's growing environment was obviously very poor, so why did he develop such a pampered habit?
Other people who were as thin and hungry as her would want to eat more after eating the meat, but she looked like she couldn't eat any more.
The sense of disharmony he felt from her came back again, which was also the reason why he suspected that Ye Mu was pretending to be autistic.
But her behavior quickly overturned his suspicion. The most important thing was that his suspicion could not find any foothold other than that strange thing about her, and there was no evidence at all.
Looking at Ye Mu sitting down next to him and eating his meal slowly, Song Yanzhou had already finished eating. He thought that he would have to tell sister-in-law Zhao Nianxi before going out and ask her to buy more lean meat.
He is not short of money, and Ye Mu cannot make him poor for the time being.
Now, watching Ye Mu eat, he really wanted to grow more flesh on her face and hands.
After she finished her meal, when Song Yanzhou went to wash the lunch box, she found that her lunch box had already been washed this morning.
He came out of the kitchen after washing the lunch box and asked, "Did you wash the lunch box today?"
She sat in front of the fan, her hair blown by the wind, and she pulled her clothes so that the cool breeze could get into her clothes and cool her down.
Ignoring Song Yanzhou's words, wasn't it obvious that she washed the lunch box?
Could it be Oniwa's? Or did he come back to wash it in the training ground?
Song Yanzhou saw her coming to the fan again and said:
"Stay too close and you'll catch a cold tomorrow..."
As he walked over, trying to carry her away from the fan, he accidentally looked down and saw what was happening through her torn collar.
Although there was a small vest inside, this kind of scene was very shocking in the eyes of someone like Song Yanzhou who paid great attention to his image and the relationship between men and women.
He quickly took a step back and looked away. His ears turned red, but his face turned a little colder. He said in a cold voice:
"Put on your clothes properly and stop messing around!"
Ye Mu looked up at him: "?"
Who is making trouble?
She felt that Song Yanzhou was making a fuss, and she couldn't understand what Song Yanzhou was doing.
Come here and then go back? Repeatedly feel the friction between your shoes and the ground?
Can he measure the friction when walking by taking steps?
The doubt in her eyes was too obvious. Song Yanzhou coughed lightly, squatted down, and then stepped to her side.
Ye Mu: “…”
What is he doing, squatting after dinner?
Song Yanzhou took her hand away from the collar, then straightened the collar for Ye Mu, fastened the buttons she had unbuttoned, and directly buttoned up all the discipline buttons.
Ye Mu suddenly felt himself surrounded by heat.
"hot."
She raised her hand and unbuttoned it again. Although the shirt was thin, it could not withstand the hot weather. In addition, there was a small vest inside, so Ye Mu felt very hot when it pressed against her.
Song Yanzhou listened to her dissatisfied and coquettish voice and took a step back. "You can untie one, but be careful about your image."
She sat on a short stool, about the same height as him when he squatted. She glanced at his tightly buttoned military uniform. Ye Mu blinked and pushed the fan in his direction.
I even turned it up a gear to cool him down.
Song Yanzhou was suddenly blown by the wind, and the cool breeze blew away the heat from his body.
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