Chapter 47 Sister Chunxia, can you give me half a pound of pork?
Kitchenette.
Qin Jiulie grabbed Jiang Ning's hand and walked to a corner.
His voice was low, hiding anxious worry.
"Wife, you can refuse. The military camp cafeteria will prepare special meals for grandpa and grandma, so you can eat there. You didn't get enough rest last night, so you don't have to work so hard."
Speaking of last night.
Jiang Ning's face felt slightly hot.
She looked up at the tall and handsome man in front of her and smiled gently.
"Jiulie, this is not just a meal, it's my love for grandpa and grandma. You protected me so much just now, and I also want grandpa and grandma to know that I am worthy of you."
Just like Jiang Ning said, this is more than just a meal.
A wife’s cooking skills not only represent a woman’s ability, but also a husband’s face.
Husband and wife are one.
Qin Jiulie had protected her so unhesitatingly before.
She also wanted to make Qin Jiulie proud.
"But...we don't have anything at home."
Qin Jiulie frowned, and his dark eyes swept across the stove beside him.
Although the kitchen was clean, there were only pots, pans, ginger, garlic, and some seasonings.
The most important main ingredient, not even a bit!
How can we prepare three dishes and one soup?
Jiang Ning, however, remained calm and confident.
"Don't worry, I'll find a way. I always use a coal stove at home, and I don't know how to use this stove. You light the fire first. I'll be out for a while and back soon."
She said this to Qin Jiulie, and then hurried out.
Jiang Ning walked out of the courtyard.
She did not go anywhere else, nor did she enter the spiritual treasure space to get food. Instead, she walked in the military compound, looking at the neat rows of small bungalows on the roadside and the courtyards of their respective families.
Until she saw a family whose fields were well tended.
On the left side are peppers, ginger, garlic and onions, a lush green scene.
On the right side are planted green vegetables, cabbages, carrots and sweet potatoes, full of them.
Jiang Ning took a look and was immediately certain!
This is the one!
Although other people also grow vegetables and flowers, they seem to be doing it in a perfunctory manner, and they don't even pull out the weeds on the ridges.
Only this one is the most abundant and the most tidy.
Jiang Ning walked into the yard of the house, knocked on the door, and called a name.
"Sister Chunxia, are you home?"
After a while.
There were footsteps inside the house.
A woman's figure walked out of the house.
The woman was probably about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with a round face, dark skin, and a slightly rustic look. Her hair was casually tied with a rubber band.
She was wearing a dark red coat and black pants. There was mud on her clothes, making her look dirty.
The woman was eating just now, and when she came out, she was holding a big bowl of rice in her hand.
As she ate, she looked at Jiang Ning and frowned in confusion.
at the same time.
Jiang Ning also looked at her.
Jiang Ning had met five or six sisters-in-law who lived in the compound early this morning.
The sisters-in-law were all dressed neatly, their clothes were made of new fabrics, and they exuded a neat aura.
But if you hadn't seen this woman walking out of the house with your own eyes, it would have been hard to believe that she was actually from the military compound.
However, after taking the first look, Jiang Ning was sure that this person was Wang Chunxia.
Wang Chunxia’s husband is Zhou Zhiguo, the battalion commander of the Fifth Battalion.
His rank is not low, and he is the most special one among the battalion commanders.
Being a soldier is the most glorious thing in this era, and many people cannot get the opportunity even if they try their best.
Therefore, many of the current officers at the regiment, battalion, and company levels are like Qin Jiulie, second or third generation with good backgrounds.
But Zhou Zhiguo was born as an ordinary farmer.
It was step by step, with blood-stained military exploits, that he achieved his current position as battalion commander.
And it’s rare...
After becoming successful, Zhou Zhiguo did not forget his wife in his rural hometown.
After stationing in the southwest, Wang Chunxia was immediately brought over.
Wang Chunxia and Zhou Zhiguo are from the same village and are just ordinary farmers.
After she arrived at the military compound, she felt uncomfortable in many ways.
Especially when getting along with other military wives.
Sometimes the sisters-in-law liked to be pedantic when speaking, pretending to be cultured, and Wang Chunxia couldn't understand them.
Wang Chunxia talked about farming all the time, and her sisters-in-law didn't like to hear it.
They are from two different worlds and can't get along at all.
Wang Chunxia still likes their rural area, with its vast fields and mountains, which make it exciting to walk there.
But the military compound is not an ordinary place.
It is very troublesome to check again and again when entering and leaving.
Wang Chunxia was like a goat, kept in a pen.
But life must go on.
She could only spend all her time on the small field of dozens of square meters in her own yard.
She continued to live her ordinary life working in the fields, keeping everything in order and growing more and more crops.
Gradually, she stopped associating with the other sisters-in-law around her.
In the past six months, almost no one has knocked on their door.
Jiangning is the first and only one.
Wang Chunxia looked around at Jiang Ning, but couldn't remember who she was, so she just asked directly.
"Where are you from? What do you want from me?"
When she spoke, she spoke with a strong rural accent.
Other military wives had advised her to change her accent, saying it sounded rustic and not fashionable at all.
His words were full of contempt for rural people.
But at this moment.
Wang Chunxia did not see any contempt on Jiang Ning's face.
"Sister Chunxia, my husband's name is Qin Jiulie, and I am his wife. I came here this time to borrow some vegetables from your vegetable garden. Is that okay with you?"
Jiang Ning smiled at Wang Chunxia and spoke in a cheerful and warm voice.
She wasn't alien at all.
Especially the word "sister", which was called so crisply.
Jiang Ning was very young and fair-skinned, which made Wang Chunxia think of her younger sister at home.
His expression softened unconsciously.
Besides, everyone knows Qin Jiulie's name.
Wang Chunxia nodded, "Of course. Don't talk about whether to lend it or not. They are all grown by ourselves. They are not worth much at all."
When Jiang Ning heard this, he smiled and thanked him.
"Thank you, Sister Chunxia."
Talking.
Jiang Ning turned and walked towards the vegetable patch, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to bend down to pick vegetables.
"Hey, wait a minute, wait a minute—"
Wang Chunxia hurriedly called out to Jiang Ning.
She didn't even eat her meal. She put the big bowl aside and hurried over.
He grabbed Jiang Ning's hand.
"You have skinny arms and legs. You don't look like someone who has worked in the fields. Don't worry about it. I'll take care of it. Just tell me what you want."
"Sister Chunxia, you are so nice."
Jiang Ning thanked him sweetly.
"I want two carrots, a handful of greens, a cabbage... and that shallot... Is this wild garlic? I want some too..."
After a series of ingredients.
Jiang Ning asked, his eyes flashing and sharp as he looked at Wang Chunxia.
"Sister Chunxia, you went to the market yesterday, too, right? Do you have any pork at home? Can you give me half a pound of pork? I'll give you a pound of pork ticket later, and I promise to pay you back!"
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