Chapter 185 He's coming! He's coming!

Duan Yanzhi glanced at the young warrior riding a bicycle and asked, "Did you meet your family in the village?"

"Yes, Comrade Xueru said that she will go to the army to attend the condolence meeting in a while." The young soldier had a sincere smile on his face, and his clear eyes wandered between the faces of the commander and Deputy Regimental Commander Zhai's wife.

In all military regions of Yunnan Province, the soldiers have long regarded Commander Duan as a sacred idol in their hearts.

Duan Yanzhi, who had just joined the army, was like a newborn calf. After several years of bloody battles, he was tempered like a lion.

He had led Yunnan Province fighter planes many times, participated in countless battles, and won countless military exploits. It can be said that he had made great military achievements.

Even Han Suijing had to call him a senior.

"Why aren't you leaving yet? Are you just standing there dawdling?" Commander Duan shouted in a hoarse voice, frightening the soldier so much that he hurriedly mounted his 28-inch bicycle and rushed towards the slope.

Only then did Wang Ziru hear that Commander Duan had just met that soldier on the road.

"The warriors are all so scared of you. Why are you so fierce?"

"I was about to ask him what he was doing standing there." Duan Yanzhi said in a deep voice. He looked at the two berries left in his palm, pinched Wang Ziru's mouth, and poured all the berries into her mouth. "Eat them all!"

"Commander, you are a very sincere person. I have decided to make friends with you."

Most of the berries she picked were eaten by her. Wang Ziru was very satisfied and patted Duan Yanzhi's arm proudly.

The closer we get to each other, the more candid and in-depth our conversations with the commander become.

"Are you in a hurry to get back to the army? I'll return the bicycle to you. I'm going to the Cheng family."

Wang Ziru felt that Commander Duan was not so unkind and cold. After getting familiar with him, she dared to put her hand on his arm and use him as a fulcrum to jump off the bicycle.

However, when I came down, that leg still had some difficulty.

The rough man grabbed his calf again and flipped him over the body of the 28-inch truck with a "whoosh".

"Okay, you go to Cheng's house. I'll go back to the army and come to your house for dinner in the afternoon. Remember to prepare a few more dishes for me." Duan Yanzhi supported his bicycle with one hand, patted his young wife's shoulder and said loudly.

The two of them parted under the osmanthus tree.

Wang Ziru arrived at Li Village and asked a fellow villager before she found Cheng Xueru's home.

When she arrived at Cheng's house, she learned that her uncle had taken his children to the fields to help dig potatoes. Wang Ziru went to Cheng's vegetable garden and picked a handful of beans, pea slices, two eggplants that had not yet grown up, and two green and tender cucumbers. She also had lunch at Cheng's house before carrying a basket of vegetables back to the troops.

Cheng Xueru was notified by the army in advance that she would have to go to the army that afternoon to attend a condolence meeting for the families of military martyrs, so she had no appetite for lunch.

Wang Ziru didn't try to persuade her. The man's body was still warm, and now he had to hold a meeting to express condolences. It would be strange if he could still eat when the sky seemed to be falling.

Together with her uncle, Wang Ziru accompanied Cheng Xueru to the army. Seeing that it was almost two o'clock, she asked her son to go home with her uncle.

"Brother, take Baoer home. Xueru and I will go to the auditorium to take a look."

"Um."

Zhai Qingsong looked at Cheng Xueru worriedly. The girl's face was pale and she didn't even move her chopsticks at noon.

"Mom, goodbye Aunt Xueru." Baoer held his uncle's hand and waved to his mother obediently.

The troops were filled with a solemn atmosphere everywhere.

When they reached the door of the auditorium, they saw many warriors.

"sister in law!"

Several warriors saw Wang Ziru and Cheng Xueru coming to the auditorium together and nodded quickly.

Wang Ziru walked into the auditorium arm in arm with Miss Xueru. When she saw the long banner with black characters on a white background hanging on the stage, she could feel that Miss Xueru was suddenly trembling with grief.

The soldier in charge of receiving the families of military martyrs led them to their corresponding seats.

From a distance, Zhai Ximo saw his wife and Cheng Xueru coming to the auditorium together, so he came over to greet them and asked in a low voice: "Where did you go at noon? I didn't have any food to eat when I got home."

"Who knew you went home for lunch? Doesn't the army have a cafeteria?"

"I don't want to eat in the cafeteria." The man said coquettishly with a hint of grievance.

Wang Ziru was speechless. "Go and do your thing."

It was not yet two o'clock when the serious faces of the superiors appeared in the auditorium.

Commander Duan's tall figure appeared on the rostrum. After all, he was the most powerful man in the Yunnan Provincial Military Region. He had his own aura and walked with style.

Wang Ziru discovered that the commander on the rostrum had a clean face, bright eyes, and a light green military uniform that set off his sturdy figure, making him very eye-catching.

After a passionate speech, Commander Duan handed over the important task to others, and Han Suijing awarded certificates of honor and corresponding pensions to the families of military martyrs one by one.

"Next, please welcome Peng Zhengyu's wife Cheng Xueru." Si Yi said.

"Xue Ru, I'll help you up."

Cheng Xueru had a numb look on her face, as if she had no idea what had happened. She walked to the stage with the help of Wang Ziru to accept her husband's letter of honor.

The auditorium was packed with at least a thousand warriors and their families.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Cheng Xueru, like all the other family members, burst into tears and could not even stand steadily.

It was Wang Ziru who took the letter of honor for her, and then she saluted and shook hands with the new leader as a formality.

Han Suijing never imagined that many years later, they would be speechless in such a sad scene.

Of course, he had extremely complicated feelings at the thought of seeing his former lover again in this life, and it touched the softest part of his heart. He wanted to open his arms, ignore the eyes of everyone present, hug her in his arms, and even cry.

Once upon a time, he almost died for his country.

In the end, he slowly raised his right hand and gave a military salute to his former lover.

At that time, in the dark and gloomy atmosphere in the auditorium, Han Suijing was stunned to see Wang Ziru shaking hands with him on behalf of Cheng Xueru, the military wife.

"Thank you for the organization's care and condolences." Wang Ziru maintained her decorum for Cheng Xueru.

How could Han Suijing have the chance to have such blatant and intimate contact with his former lover like he is doing now?

He held her soft hand but forgot to let go.

Wang Ziru was puzzled. Why didn’t the leader let go?

He raised his head and looked at Han Suijing with his dark and bright eyes, "Commander, is there anything else you need to tell me? Don't worry, I will definitely assist the troops and comfort her..."

Han Suijing looked in her direction, his eyes slightly fixed, staring at the beautiful woman in front of him, and felt her withdraw her hand without leaving a trace.

He turned his back to the warriors behind him, with his eyelashes drooping.

Seeing his former lover being so well-behaved, Han Suijing frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

He told himself that he would sincerely bless her in his heart.

Wang Ziru hugged the crying girl and returned to her seat.

In this short moment, a thousand thoughts were running through her mind.

I can't help but think of a line of poetry: The highest moon is the sun.

The former fiancé in front of him has gone through arduous training and has become a rising star in the army.

Wherever he went, he shone brightly, but it was not something she could hope to reach, so it was wise for her to keep a safe distance from him.

After the condolence meeting, Wang Ziru and Zhu Yan sent Cheng Xueru back to her home in Li Village.

After sitting for a while, I returned to the unit’s family compound.

"Sister Ziru, I didn't have any idea about following the army before, but today when I saw those wives crying so sadly, I felt for the first time that being a wife of a soldier is not that easy." On the way back, Zhu Yan was filled with emotion, fearing that something might happen to Zhang Kang.

"Don't scare yourself. It's a peaceful time now, and wars are rare. But if you encounter something like this, you have to grit your teeth and get through it."

Wang Ziru also gave Zhu Yan some psychological counseling.

When I got home, I saw my uncle and Baoer sitting together, picking vegetables.

"Hey, you two are so proactive in doing housework today?"

Baoer nodded with a smile, "Yes, Mom, I have good news for you. Dad just came back and said that we have guests at home tonight."

"Guest? Who?"

Zhai Qingsong smiled and said, "It was said that two officers from the army were coming to our house for dinner. The third brother said that the officers didn't like the big pot of food in the cafeteria, so they decided to have dinner at our house."

"He actually comes to eat for free!" Wang Ziru immediately understood that it must be Commander Duan, that glutton who refused to eat in the cafeteria all day long.

These days on the battlefield, he has become very picky with his mouth.

Two distinguished guests were coming to the house, so Wang Ziru hurried to prepare dinner.

In the early 1980s, there was no refrigerator at home, so we had to buy meat every day.

Wang Ziru found that there was not even a bit of meat in the house. "Brother, the town is so far away from the army. We have guests coming to our house, so we can't do without meat."

"Then I'll go down and ask the comrades in the kitchen team if they want to go to the town!" Zhai Qingsong threw down a handful of picked green beans in his hand and stood up to go to the kitchen team.

"I'm afraid it's too late at this time. I just don't know who has meat in our compound?"

"You mean, borrow some meat?"

"Well, this is the only way." However, Wang Ziru went to the battlefield the night she arrived at the army, and returned home very late last night. She had not had time to make friends and had no idea where to start.

Just as he was worrying, Zhai Ximo hurried back home carrying a small piece of pork belly.

"Hey, where did you get this?" Wang Ziru's eyes showed a bit of joy. She took it and weighed it. "It must weigh at least 2 kilograms."

Zhai Ximo said proudly, "We have distinguished guests coming to our house. I am more anxious than you. I will definitely think of a way to get some pork to entertain the guests."

"Did you ask someone to buy it in town?"

"No, besides the chief and the commander, the deputy division commander Wen Yuan also came to our house tonight." Zhai Ximo knew that his wife was not familiar with the personnel in the army, so he introduced them to her. "The deputy division commander is a very nice person. He heard that the two superiors would come to our house tonight, so he lent us the meat they were going to cook for his daughter that night."

"Really? How old is his daughter? I will go to town tomorrow and buy it back for them. I can't let their daughter not eat meat."

Wang Ziru immediately planned to go to the town the next day to buy a piece of pork of similar weight to return to Wenyuan.

Little did she know, she heard the man's laughter.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Wenyuan's daughter is 19 years old now. She will graduate from university this year. It seems that she will be serving as a cultural and art soldier when she returns to the army this time."

Wenyuan's daughter is already 19 years old?

Or a female arts soldier?

"What's the name of the daughter of the Wen family?"

"Wen Yiting. You seem to be very interested in the Wen family's daughter."

Wang Ziru finally lost her patience and asked, "Did Miss Wen live in the compound before? You two must be very familiar with each other."

Zhai Ximo put one hand on his waist and combed his hair with his fingers. "We are not very familiar with each other, but the girl grew up in the army since she was a child. We all know her. She just came back this afternoon. You should be able to see her tomorrow."

With pork, Wang Ziru found it much easier and prepared several exquisite farm-style stir-fries.

While standing in the corridor at the doorstep of her home cooking, she saw Zhai Ximo leading a few guests into the family compound.

Wang Ziru raised her eyes and glanced at the faces that were slowly walking towards her house. Commander Duan seemed to be walking as casually as if he was returning to his own home, but Han Suijing remained reserved and followed behind him. After the group went up to the third floor, Zhai Ximo and another middle-aged man walked behind.

It was very conspicuous. Duan Yanzhi saw from a distance the young wife cooking in the corridor at the end of the third floor, and a pleased smile appeared on his face.