Chapter 308 "Don't be scared."

Zhou Zijiao's voice of greeting came from behind, but Han Suijing's heart had already returned home.

"Chief! Are you free tonight? We have some training to discuss."

The female soldiers looked forward to seeing Han Bingtuan, who walked into the tube building of the family compound without looking back and went straight up to the fifth floor. With his hurried steps, his figure appeared in the corridor on the top floor of the family compound.

After discussing with the staff of the regiment's logistics department, team leader Li Peidong came over with the list of female soldiers' dormitories.

Looking at the happy faces of the female soldiers, Li Peidong cleared his throat and said loudly: "Everyone follow me. From now on, you will live in the second building of the family compound. Each dormitory will accommodate 8 people, and one of the dormitories will accommodate 7 people."

After he finished speaking, he took a few steps forward, but found that no one was following him.

Li Peidong frowned and found that all the girls raised their heads and looked up at the building in the family compound.

Following the girls' line of sight, he saw the Korean troops.

Moreover, when Han Bingtuan returned home, his sister-in-law was there to greet him at the door. The two of them were very close, and his sister-in-law seemed to be helping Han Bingtuan straighten his collar.

"Don't look at them!" Li Peidong was the captain of the special forces after all. Seeing the infatuated looks of the female soldiers, he shouted, "Follow me, everyone!"

The girls had already clenched their fists in anger after seeing the scene on the fifth floor, so they didn't even have the energy to care about what the captain was saying.

Zhou Zijiao bit his bloodless lower lip, his eyes widened, looking at the fifth floor in shock, "Who is Han Bingtuan talking to? Why is there a woman at his door?"

Li Peidong really couldn't bear to look at these girls, and turned back with an ugly expression.

"Zhou Zijiao!! You live in the military compound in Kun City. Haven't you heard that Han Bingtuan is married and has a four-year-old son?"

I originally thought that these young girls decided to sign up for the special forces and receive the most brutal training out of a strong belief, but when they saw the Korean troops, they couldn't even move their feet.

I knew they were all heading for the Korean Corps, so when the female soldiers were assessed in the afternoon, I would not give these heartless girls any slack.

All the girls' pupils trembled collectively, they were all female soldiers of the Kun City Army.

I've never heard of Han Bingtuan dating or getting engaged before, but suddenly, not only are we married, we also have a... four-year-old son?!

The other girls came to their senses, drooped their cheeks, and silently followed the captain to the dormitory.

"Zijiao, let's go and check into the dormitory first, and then we'll learn about the details later when we have time." There were only two girls who were on good terms with Zhou Zijiao, and they patted her shoulders one by one, as if to comfort her.

All the girls downstairs went to the family building at the back, and Wang Ziru's hand left Han Suijing's chest.

"Why are you so sensitive?" Han Suijing grabbed his wife's hand and said with an unpleasant smile.

Wang Ziru glanced at him with her bright almond-shaped eyes, a sly look flashing through them, "Hey, I finally saw it with my own eyes, and I truly realized that my rivals in love can form a football team!"

"You're talking nonsense again." Han Suijing gently grabbed his wife's shoulders and led her into the house. "Where's Bao'er?"

"Well, don't mention your precious son. This afternoon, you asked the sentry to take us to the village for a tour. Halfway through, the little guy refused to walk and insisted on being carried by the sentry. After a while, he became familiar with the sentries. When we returned to the army, he refused to go home with me and stayed at the sentry post to play."

After hearing this, Han Suijing said awkwardly: "It seems that Baoer really likes playing with the soldiers."

"As a boy, it's understandable that you admire soldiers." Wang Ziru chuckled and glanced at the man's hand. "Wait a minute, I'll light the stove and make two dishes for dinner."

The young couple walked to the table, Wang Ziru sat down on a chair, placed the small bamboo basket in front of her, and began to show off her "achievements".

Han Suijing sat down on the chair next to him and glanced at the small bamboo basket.

The bamboo basket was filled with vegetables, fruits and melons, which looked like enough for the three of them to eat for two days.

"Oh, I suddenly remembered something. Fu Xun called and said that Fu Jiqiu did not plan to take the final exams this semester. He might follow the second batch of soldiers from the Ninth Division to the special forces to spend the summer vacation tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"Is Fu Jiqiu really coming? Then hurry downstairs and tell your son. He will definitely be very happy."

After he finished speaking, Han Suijing started laughing.

With two children spending their summer vacation together, the house must be very lively this summer.

Han Suijing sat on a chair and saw his wife take out a handful of cowpeas. She then stood up and fetched a semicircular colander. He also helped pick the vegetables. "The day after tomorrow, the commander will come here to give us a lecture."

The voice was clearer, and when speaking, the ending tone was drawn out, sounding ambiguous and affectionate.

Wang Ziru raised her eyes to look at him, "Isn't it normal for the commander to come over?"

"He said that this time the special forces are being formally established, so they need to make it more lively, hold a swearing-in ceremony, and the day after tomorrow night, let the soldiers perform a few shows on the playground to liven up the atmosphere."

"We still need to put on a show?" Wang Ziru looked at the cowpeas in her hand and looked at Han Suijing with some doubt. "What kind of exciting show can you rehearse in just two days?"

"Well, actually, the troops have their own programs. For example, during training and exercises, the soldiers have singing programs to encourage everyone. But I wonder if we should have another program?"

Wang Ziru picked the cowpea tendons from her hand and threw them into the colander.

After a brief thought, he asked, "I think I saw a musical instrument next to your bookcase. Is it a hulusi?"

"You noticed all this?" Han Suijing's eyes sparkled. He tilted his head and rubbed his face and nose against his wife's cheek. "When can we play a piece of hulusi to add some atmosphere to the house?"

"..." Wang Ziru dodged the man's coquettish attack. Her rosy cheeks felt a little hot. A sad tune suddenly popped up in her mind: "I'll write a score tonight. You can try to play it with the gourd. If the effect is good, you can give the commander a surprise the day after tomorrow."

"Don't be frightened."

Phew.

The young couple fell down laughing.

After helping to pick the beans, Han Suijing stood in the corridor at the front door and watched his wife make the beehive coal stove.

As a man who grew up in the county town, he had never dealt with honeycomb coal.

It was the first time that he stood by and watched so seriously. However, seeing his wife coughing non-stop due to the smoke from the wood fire, he felt a little sorry for her. "You two should spend the summer vacation here. When school starts in the fall, take Baoer back to the city."

Honeycomb coal needs to be replaced with new coal every few hours.

After changing the coal, not only do you end up covered in dust, but it is also very troublesome to light a fire every morning.

It’s not convenient at all. The gas stove in the city is more convenient.

Wang Ziru's eyes turned, "Doesn't that mean I have to go back to being a widow again?"

The two of them just stood together, looking into each other's eyes.

After a while, Han Suijing reached out and took the fire tongs from her hand. He looked at his wife with clear eyes, and his face was flushed with shyness from neck to ears. "I have learned it all. From now on, I will be responsible for lighting the fire every day."

"Well, this young man is teachable."

Wang Ziru clapped her hands, turned and walked to the sink, turned on the faucet, and washed her hands.

I turned back to the house, scooped half a bowl of rice, and started making dinner.

For dinner, there were three dishes and one soup.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, braised eggplant and stir-fried cowpea, cucumber slices and scallion soup.

During dinner, Baoer heard his father say that Fu Jiqiu was going to come to the special forces to play, and excitedly pulled his father's hand on the spot, "Dad, let's go call Fu Jiqiu."

"He will come over tomorrow with the aunties from the family compound. Why is he calling tonight?"

"But I want to talk to him."

Wang Ziru said unhappily, "Bao'er, listen, sit down first, let's discuss how to distribute the housework now that Fu Jiqiu has arrived at our house."

Suddenly, Baoer sat back in his little chair with an embarrassed look on his face, no longer twisting his father's body to make trouble.

Han Suijing laughed secretly in his heart. As a mother, she was really good at it. She could deal with a naughty child with just a few words.

That night, after dinner, the wives of the soldiers in the Ninth Division’s family compound couldn’t help but chat about all sorts of family matters.

The women in the family compound also saw the notice posted by the regiment headquarters. All the soldiers who were successfully transferred to the special forces this time, regardless of their military rank, were required to move out of the family compound of the Ninth Division with their families.

So, after dinner, the military wives who needed to move out packed their luggage at home.

Among them was Lin Xiaowan.

"Lin Xiaowan, how come your man is so successful? He can even catch up with such a good thing and be transferred to the special forces. You will enjoy the good life in the future." Liu Chunli did not go to work either. After dinner, she cleaned up the dishes and came out. She walked to the door of Lin Xiaowan's house and said sourly.

Lin Xiaowan was packing her luggage at home, and a smile appeared on her pretty round face. "Who told your man not to sign up?"

"Hey, my man is older than yours, so he doesn't have the qualifications. Do you think I don't want to?" Liu Chunli, who has shoulder-length hair, has always been arrogant and looks down on others in her family compound.

This time, she saw so many military wives who were usually worse off than her, actually being able to move to the special forces with their men.

My heart has been filled with sorrow for a long time.

At this time, Huang Chunmei and Song Ling also came to Lin Xiaowan's door.

Neither of them was able to benefit from their men's presence and could only watch Lin Xiaowan pack her luggage.

"Hey, did you see that? Fu Xun brought a girl home this afternoon. Did he find a stepmother for Fu Jiqiu?" Huang Chunmei was in a bad mood at first, but when she got together with other military wives, she couldn't help gossiping.

"What's the point of being Fu Jiqiu's stepmother? If you have the ability, go and be the stepmother of Han Bingtuan's son." Liu Chunli said sourly.

The military wives looked at each other and fell silent.

Ever since Wang Ziru moved to Kun District with her child, someone was not sure who had kept the truth and leaked the news. Overnight, the women in the family compound learned that the child of the Zhai family was actually Han Bingtuan’s biological son!

On the fifth floor, Fu Xun returned home. Before he even walked into the house, he could already smell the aroma of food.

When I walked to the door, I was surprised to see hot food on the table.

Su Meikou was busy with work, wearing an apron. When she saw Fu Xun coming back, she was like a frightened deer, and quickly explained: "Commander, I saw that there was food at home, so I borrowed some vegetables from the sister-in-law next door and made a casual dinner..."

"Uh..." Fu Xun felt complicated.

Seeing Fu Jiqiu already sitting at the table and picking up the chopsticks, Fu Xun laughed heartily, "Miss Su is really a hardworking girl. Then you guys eat first, I'll go to the cafeteria."

"Commander, please eat at home. I cooked half a pot of rice, which is enough for the three of us." The girl said sincerely.

Fu Jiqiu looked up at his father, pointed at the chair next to him, and said in a mature tone, "Dad, sit down. I have something to say."