Marriage means becoming family. If Zhou Yi keeps things from her, she'll definitely be unhappy.
He's still caught up in the romance and hasn't transitioned into his new role. Married men shouldn't have secrets, especially not from their wives.
"Hmph! I have to teach him a lesson!" Chen Hong made up her mind.
Chen Hong filled a tray with dumplings, stewed some pork ribs, and was about to change her shoes and go out to pick up her child.
Seeing that Chen Hong was ignoring him, Zhou Yi followed her around like a puppy, doing whatever Chen Hong did.
Seeing Chen Hong change her shoes, he quickly changed his shoes and put on his coat, then opened the door and waited.
"It's time to pick up the kids, right? I'm going too! I haven't seen him in so long, I miss him so much."
Chen Hong didn't say anything, picked up her car keys and left, whether people followed or not, she just wouldn't say a word.
She had to hold on this time. Aunt Guo shared her secret to family harmony: husband and wife must fight for the right to speak.
In married life, you must be firm when you need to be, gentle when you need to be, and charming when you need to be.
No matter what kind of man he is, he is a child at heart. You need to be firm and lenient with him. Sometimes, a combination of sweetness and a stick can be very effective.
But these methods must be used behind closed doors. In public, you must give your man face. Whether you can mold your man at home depends on your own abilities.
To be honest, the kind-looking Aunt Guo, with her gentle face, uttered the harshest words, which completely shattered Chen Hong's worldview.
Chen Hong thought of how the village chief had been controlled by Aunt Guo his whole life. Although he had been a village cadre for more than 30 years, he was the most perfect man.
He was filial to his parents, loving to his children, and respectful to his wife. He never gambled or indulged in womanizing and worked diligently and selflessly for decades.
She silently gave Aunt Guo a thumbs up in her heart. Without making a sound or shedding blood, Aunt Guo was awesome!
She is truly a role model for women of our generation!
Chen Hong was truly impressed!
Aunt Guo is now Chen Hong's idol, an idol whose status is even higher than Chen Chusheng's.
When Chen Hong picked up Yu Yang, she immediately changed her expression, and all her anger disappeared.
Although she wouldn't initiate conversations, she could still participate in the chat with Zhou Yi and Yu Yang without batting an eye.
Zhou Yi lowered his head and smiled secretly. Chen Hong still had a soft spot for him. She could still think of saving face for him in front of their son. He had finally passed this test.
The family of three returned home in high spirits and had a sumptuous lunch. Chen Hong had prepared six dishes and a soup.
Snow crab, tiger prawns, pan-fried cod, stewed chicken with morel mushrooms, braised bamboo shoots with cured pork, pea sprouts with garlic sauce, plus a deluxe family portrait.
I also cooked a tray of chive and pork dumplings.
This made up for the regret that the whole family couldn't have New Year's Eve dinner together.
In the stewed morel mushrooms and old hen, Chen Hong also added a whole ginseng root. She basically fed the whole dish to Zhou Yi, making him sweat profusely as he ate.
With the room well-heated, Zhou Yi took off his shirt and trousers by the end of the meal, leaving him in only a tank top and athletic shorts.
It was only then that Yu Yang noticed the cotton gauze on his chest and learned that he was injured.
"Uncle Zhou, you're injured. Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Are you feeling better now? Was it a knife wound or a gunshot wound? That was very dangerous. Does your wound still hurt?
Yu Yang's eyes were red, and tears were about to fall, which was heartbreaking to see.
The child is very sad right now; he truly considers the I Ching as his own father.
Zhou Yi clenched his fist and raised it, showing off his pectoral muscles and biceps to Yu Yang.
"Son, don't worry, it's just a minor injury! It doesn't hurt anymore, and it'll scab over in a couple of days."
Let me tell you, these are a man's medals, these scars are a soldier's honor!
His proud and arrogant demeanor amused Yu Yang, and his son's tears streamed down his face, yet he still smiled broadly.
Chen Hong: "Crying and laughing at the same time, like a puppy peeing! Yu Yang, do you know? This is the price of being a soldier."
Now you see, being a soldier is a high-risk profession. Wearing the uniform is an honor, but behind that honor lies a body full of scars.
If you regret it now, you can choose another ideal. When you grow up, you can become a doctor, a worker, a businessman, or a farmer.
"Any profession, if done well, can contribute to the country. Soldiers are not afraid to sacrifice themselves; you must think carefully. Once you've chosen this path, you must forge ahead bravely and not desert."
When Chen Hong used him as a case study, Zhou Yi didn't dare to say a word, fearing that he would be used as a negative example by his child, affecting his ideal of changing the future.
Yu Yang said firmly, "Mom, I know. I've seen TV dramas. Soldiers have to protect their country and fight against bad people and bad deeds. There will definitely be injuries and sacrifices."
I'm not afraid. If Dad Zhou can do it, I can definitely do it too. Everyone in the village says, "Like father, like son!" I won't let you down.
Zhou Yi pulled Yu Yang into his arms. He hadn't expected that Yu Yang would understand his profession so well and actually want to join the army when he grew up.
He has a successor!
Zhou Yi was deeply moved; this was practically his own son!
After dropping Yu Yang off at class in the afternoon, Chen Hong turned the steering wheel and headed straight for the Provincial Hospital.
Upon arriving at the parking lot, Chen Hong first called a fishing buddy whose daughter was an attending surgeon.
It's said that having connections in high places makes things easier, and even getting treatment at a good hospital these days requires finding acquaintances and connections.
The same applies to the provincial hospital. If you come early in the morning, you can get a number, but if you come in the afternoon, you generally won't be able to see a doctor except for the emergency room.
Chen Hong made a last-minute decision to have Zhou Yi's wound re-examined, and the only way to do so was to pull strings and ask someone she knew.
Lu Xianyun is 38 years old and already an associate chief physician at a provincial hospital. She received a call from her father, who told her that his friend had come to ask her for help with his medical treatment.
They immediately called Chen Hong back using the number the old man had given them, asking them to go to her office to find her.
Chen Hong took Zhou Yi directly to the surgery department to find Lu Xianyun. After they got to know each other, Dr. Lu personally examined Zhou Yi and changed the dressing.
An experienced doctor could tell at a glance that this kind of wound was a gunshot wound, and people could tell from Zhou Yi's walking and sitting posture that he was a soldier.
Her attitude became more sincere: "The wound is healing very well, but you should be careful not to get it wet when you take a shower."
Avoid strenuous exercise to prevent tearing the wound. Change the dressing every two days, and continue taking the prescribed oral medication as directed.
Drink plenty of water, get plenty of rest, avoid overexertion, and avoid staying up late for extended periods.
Chen Hong nodded repeatedly, noting down the doctor's instructions one by one, and occasionally asking the doctor about dietary restrictions, whether she could eat ginseng and polygonatum for dietary therapy, and whether she could eat sea cucumber and soft-shelled turtle.
Lu Xianyun smiled, saying that the old man's fishing buddies were quite well-off. "They can take some supplements, but they should eat a light diet, not too oily, and avoid spicy food, smoking, and alcohol."
Chen Hong kept these precautions in mind, said goodbye to Dr. Lu, and drove home with Zhou Yi.
Upon entering, she first led Zhou Yi into the bathroom, helped him wash his upper body, let him wash his lower body himself, changed him into his pajamas, and urged him to go back to his room to rest.
Zhou Yi was dejected; Chen Hong was now preventing him from getting involved, and his benefits were gone.
Chen Hong pretended not to see his pitiful little eyes and hardened her heart, keeping a straight face.
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