Dongxian Island.
Song Zhiting finished his work and returned home.
Zheng Baozhu was not at home, and there was no fire in the room, making it very cold.
After opening Zheng Baozhu's room, Song Zhiting went to Political Commissar Qiu's house to exchange a red-hot coal ball.
Add water to the pot and put it on the stove. Soon, the room became warm.
After washing up and pouring some water, Song Zhiting stood outside the door for a few minutes, but finally chose to go into the room.
Song Zhiting convinced himself that his room was too cold and there was already a stove in Zheng Baozhu's room, so if he didn't live there, it would be a waste of coal briquettes.
Song Zhiting got on his son's crib and covered him with his quilt.
The light cord was at the head of Zheng Baozhu's bed. Song Zhiting went over to turn off the light and lay on the bed for a long time, unable to fall asleep.
People are really strange. Song Zhiting has been living alone for so many years. He falls asleep as soon as he touches the bed after coming home from work every day.
I just went back home and slept in the same bed with a woman I wasn't familiar with for a few days. After returning to the army, I couldn't adapt.
Every day when Song Zhiting returned home, he would unconsciously take a look at Zheng Baozhu's room.
Today I even stayed in her room.
When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Song Zhiting, who was still awake, got out of the small bed and lay down on the bed next to him.
Strangely enough, lying on the bed, the familiar fragrance on the quilt made Song Zhiting fall asleep quickly.
…
When Political Commissar Qiu saw Song Zhiting going home alone without anyone to talk to, he invited him to his house for dinner when he got off work.
Ding Peizhi prepared hot pot.
"Captain Song, the hot pot I make is not as delicious as Baozhu's, please don't despise it."
Song Zhiting picked up a piece of cabbage and put it in his mouth: "How could it be, the food cooked by my sister-in-law is the best."
Qiu Xiaoqiang and Qiu Xiaozhuang took two small bags of crab legs and put them into the boiling pot. In less than ten seconds, they quickly scooped them into their bowls.
Political Commissar Qiu said, "Xiao Qiang, take out your seafood and give us some to eat."
The two brothers looked at each other and did not take any immediate action.
Ding Peizhi said, "Don't fight with the children for the food. Baozhu gave it to them before she left. They were reluctant to eat it themselves. They only eat a small bag every day."
Song Zhiting touched Qiu Xiaoqiang's head and said, "When they come back, uncle will buy a bucket of seafood and ask Aunt Baozhu to cook it for you to eat as much as you want."
The two brothers clapped their hands and went back to their room, taking out the remaining seafood for everyone to eat.
…
At noon, Song Zhiting finished his lunch in the cafeteria and returned to the office. He stared at the phone in front of him for a long time and finally picked up the phone.
I asked about the situation at my mother's home, my grandfather's health, and whether my son was doing his homework seriously.
Wu Hongxia found it very strange because her son never liked to call home. After calling for a long time, he didn't say anything important. He just said he had to cook and hung up.
Song Zhiting said hurriedly: "Wait a moment."
Wu Hongxia asked: "What else?"
"Is Bao...Baozhu at home?"
"No, your mother-in-law's family opened a store, and she goes there to help every day. If you miss her, call me in the evening."
Song Zhiting argued: "I didn't mean to... I just asked casually. It doesn't matter if you're not at home. Go cook."
After hanging up the phone, Song Zhiting felt a little disappointed.
…
Song Zhiting said that he didn't want to go home, but he didn't go home until the evening.
After thinking it over again and again, I finally picked up the phone.
The call was still answered by Wu Hongxia.
When she heard her son's voice, Wu Hongxia called Zheng Baozhu to answer the phone.
"Zhi Ting called you at noon. You were not at home, so I asked him to call you in the evening."
Zheng Baozhu took the phone in confusion, unable to understand what important matter Song Zhiting could have that she wanted to talk to him about.
"Hello, what's the matter with you calling me?"
Listening to the familiar voice on the other end of the phone, Song Zhiting didn't know what to say for a moment.
"I heard from mom at noon that your family opened a store. What do you sell?"
“Seafood.”
"If we can get it from Dongxian Island, it will be very cheap."
"That's what I thought. When I get back, I'll calculate the shipping cost. If it's cost-effective, I'll buy from there in the future. By the way, what do you want from me?"
"Nothing, just asking about Sicheng's studies."
"Sicheng has finished his winter vacation homework. I asked him to come over and talk to you."
"Need not."
"If you have nothing else to do, I'll hang up."
Zheng Baozhu waited for Song Zhiting to say that everything was fine, and then hung up the phone. A voice came from the other end of the phone: "Do you... miss Dongxian Island?"
"In no mood."
Dongxian Island is not her home, and there are no relatives around, so what is there to think about?
"Xiao Qiang and Xiao Zhuang miss you very much."
Zheng Baozhu laughed: "I think they didn't miss me, but the food I made. Did they finish the seafood I gave them?"
"They were reluctant to eat all of it at once. I had dinner at Political Commissar Qiu's home today, and they took out all the seafood to treat me."
"Tell them I'll make more for them when I get back."
"good."
"I didn't think you would go back early. If I had known, I would have left some food for you at home."
Hearing Zheng Baozhu thinking about him, Song Zhiting's mouth corners unconsciously rose.
"It's okay. I'll wait for you to come back."
The two of them chatted about this and that, and Song Zhiting hung up the phone only after he heard Zheng Baozhu yawn.
…
A group of little soldiers stood outside the window, all with expressions as if they had seen a ghost.
"Captain Song laughed!"
"Captain Song is such a serious person, I always thought he wouldn't laugh."
"You don't understand this, Captain Song has married. A man with a wife is of course different from before. The Captain must be talking to his sister-in-law on the phone."
"Yes, I have a wife and children who are warm and cozy, and my sister-in-law is pretty and kind, and she's a good cook. I'm really happy to have such a wife."
The sound of the soldiers talking startled Song Zhiting.
Song Zhiting opened the window: "What are you doing here, you little brats? Aren't you tired of training?"
The soldiers ran away immediately, fearing that they would be stopped, and ran an extra ten kilometers.
…
After talking to Zheng Baozhu, Song Zhiting felt relaxed all over.
Captain Qian came over and saw that he was in a good mood, so he asked, "What's the good news?"
"Nothing, let's go back."
"When will your wife come back? Li Na is practicing cooking seafood at home, waiting for her to come back and comment."
"Sicheng, come back before school starts."
"Don't you want a wife?"
After hearing what Captain Qian said, Song Zhiting realized that Zheng Baozhu had unknowingly occupied a place in his heart.
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