Looking at the confused little girl, Wen Ziqing couldn't help but sigh. After all, she's still young and hasn't figured it out yet! He was furious, but the little girl still didn't understand what was going on.
"Yuanyuan..." Wen Ziqing fiercely hugged the figure in front of him into his arms. Wen Ziqing was very strong, as if he wanted to rub the person in his arms into his own flesh and blood. Only in this way could Wen Ziqing feel that his little girl was really back.
"Brother Ziqing, let me go, I stink." Zhou Yuanyuan twisted her body, trying to get out of Wen Ziqing's arms. Zhou Yuanyuan felt really embarrassed. She hadn't showered in ten days and really didn't want to get so close to Wen Ziqing. The saying "women dress to please themselves" also applied to Zhou Yuanyuan.
"No, I won't let you go. Smell me. I stink too. Let's not blame each other." Wen Ziqing started to act like a spoiled brat. God knows, having a girlfriend with such a powerful personality meant Wen Ziqing had fewer opportunities to hug her. When he finally found an opportunity, he felt like he'd missed out if he didn't hold her for a while.
But what Wen Ziqing said was not wrong. He had just come down from the training ground, sweating profusely, and looked much more embarrassed than Zhou Yuanyuan.
At least Zhou Yuanyuan had used the "Dust Removal Technique" to tidy herself up before leaving the mines. Wen Ziqing, on the other hand, had just been sparring on the training grounds for several hours, and to prevent the other fighters from noticing his abnormality, he hadn't dared to use his spiritual energy.
After hearing Wen Ziqing's words, Zhou Yuanyuan realized that the scent of Wen Ziqing was constantly blowing into her nose. For some reason, Zhou Yuanyuan's face turned red.
Ten minutes later, Wen Ziqing brought Zhou Yuanyuan to the family compound.
"Captain Wen, are there guests at home?" Mrs. Ma was picking vegetables at the door. When she saw Wen Ziqing bringing back a pretty girl during work hours, she couldn't help but ask.
The three-story building where Wen Ziqing lived was home to officers of similar rank and their families. Ma Yuhong's wife was Ma Yuhong, and her husband, Li Guodong, was the political commissar of Wen Ziqing's regiment. Ma Yuhong had been with the army for over a decade and was one of the more established wives in the family compound.
"Hello, Sister Ma! This is my fiancée, Zhou Yuanyuan." Wen Ziqing nodded and greeted Ma Yuhong, then turned and introduced Zhou Yuanyuan: "Yuanyuan, this is Sister Ma, the wife of our regiment's Political Commissar Li."
"Hello, Ma Hongyu!" Zhou Yuanyuan smiled sweetly at Ma Yuhong. She understood Wen Ziqing's words. Ma Hongyu's lover was Wen Ziqing's partner, so it was inevitable that Zhou Yuanyuan and Ma Hongyu would interact with each other in the future. Saying hello now to get to know each other would also prevent her from being called arrogant and unsociable.
Zhou Yuanyuan was originally beautiful, and her smile was like a blooming spring flower, which made Ma Hongyu stunned.
"Oh my goodness! You are so beautiful, little sister. Captain Wen is so lucky." Ma Hongyu exclaimed.
"Really? Thank you for the compliment, sister-in-law. Some people say that I look okay!" Zhou Yuanyuan glanced at Wen Ziqing and said deliberately.
"Ahem..." Wen Ziqing choked on his own saliva. The little girl was settling scores so soon?
"Sister Yuanyuan, Captain Wen is being shameless and deliberately contradicting me! Old Li was like that when he was young, too. He never praised me. Everyone said my eyes were pretty, but he just said they were just okay." Ma Hongyu couldn't help but reach out and touch her face. Back then, Ma Hongyu was considered a local beauty. If it weren't for Li Guodong's success, her mother would have wanted to find a relative in town for her.
Ma Hongyu is in her forties and looks older than she actually is. The strong winds and sandstorms in the north, coupled with her reluctance to spend on expensive skincare products, have left her skin dark, yellow, and rough. The corners of her beautiful almond-shaped eyes have begun to droop, but you can still vaguely see her youthful good looks.
"Mrs. Ma must have been a great beauty when she was young, and she's still pretty good now." Zhou Yuanyuan complimented.
"Oh my! I'm getting old! My skin is like old bark!" Ma Hongyu said with a self-deprecating laugh. Li Guodong is already forty-five this year. After completing his term as regimental political commissar, he'll probably be transferred to a local post. Ma Hongyu, after more than a decade of living in the northern wind and sand with Li Guodong, certainly looks several years older than the fashionable women of the same age in inland cities.
"Sister Ma, you're busy! Yuanyuan just arrived, I'll take her to rest first." Wen Ziqing nodded awkwardly at Ma Hongyu, took Zhou Yuanyuan's hand and left. She had known Ma Hongyu for a few months, but this was the first time she'd heard her talk so much. Between women, whenever they were talking about looks, clothes, children, or elders, they'd have a ton of things to say!
In the rooms next door, people gradually stuck their heads out to watch. Wen Ziqing didn't want Zhou Yuanyuan to be treated as a "Western spectacle" just after she arrived, so he naturally had to leave quickly.
"Goodbye, Sister Ma. We'll talk again when we have time." Zhou Yuanyuan waved at Ma Hongyu cooperatively, and left quickly with Wen Ziqing.
Behind me, I heard a lot of chattering.
"Sister Ma, is that beautiful girl Captain Wen's sister?"
"No! I heard what Ma's wife and the others said. That girl is Captain Wen's fiancée!"
"What do you mean by 'girl'? Her name is Yuanyuan, which sounds like a city girl's name. It's really fashionable."
"Tsk tsk tsk... what a perfect match!"
"Sister Ma, this girl looks like a city person. She's been chatting with you for so long, and she's really nice."
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On the second-floor corridor, someone heard the noise downstairs and leaned out to check.
After seeing Wen Ziqing and Zhou Yuanyuan, the man quickly shrank back, covering his pounding heart, and ran back to the room and closed the door.
In just a quick glance, Zhou Yuanyuan had already seen the person's appearance clearly. It was her "good cousin" Zhou Miaomiao from her previous life.
How did Zhou Miaomiao end up in the Northern Military Region? Wasn't she married to Yuan Sixi, the old bachelor from Taoshu Village? Yuan Sixi's personality didn't seem like the type to let Zhou Miaomiao escape his control. Zhou Yuanyuan was genuinely puzzled by Zhou Miaomiao's presence in the Northern Military Region, thousands of kilometers from Taoshu Village.
[Brother Ziqing, do you know Zhou Miaomiao is here?] Zhou Yuanyuan squeezed Wen Ziqing's hand and asked through telepathy.
[Zhou Miaomiao? Why is she here?] Wen Ziqing followed Zhou Yuanyuan's hint and released his spiritual sense to observe for a while. He found that the room Zhou Miaomiao was currently in was the home of Cheng Yuanhui, the commander of the 531st Regiment of the Northern Military Region.
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