"Why are you aunties shouting so loudly? Aren't you going to work?"
Zhou Jiuzhen's arrival instantly silenced the group of people who had been gossiping.
The women scattered like birds and beasts, running to the beach to work.
Zhou Jiuzhen carried the enamel thermos into the room. Seeing Ling Huanwu's eyelashes fluttering, he sat down next to her and poked her arm with his finger. "Comrade Ling, if you're awake, get up and eat something."
Ling Huanwu pouted and playfully lifted her eyelids to look at him, "Couldn't you just kiss me awake? You're so rude in how you wake people up."
"Also, we're husband and wife now, why are you still calling me comrade?"
Zhou Jiuzhen paused for a moment, then said in his usual calm voice, "Then I'll call you Huanwu from now on."
"no!"
Ling Huanwu refused decisively, hooking her fingertip around the hem of his military green shirt, deliberately teasing him blatantly, "We've been pretty much completely honest with each other the last few times, so calling you by your name is too formal, how about..."
Her fingertips moved down, hooking his belt as she slowly rose, her breath sweet as orchids as she whispered in his ear, "How about you call me Huanbao, or Baobao, in front of others..."
Zhou Jiuzhen's pupils dilated, and he could no longer maintain his composure. His face flushed instantly. "Baby? This...this isn't appropriate! How about I call you 'wife' like they do?"
“No,” Ling Huanwu refused again, staring at the usually abstinent man in front of her who was now completely flustered. She became even more demanding, “You promised me a favor last time, but you haven’t done it yet.”
Seeing the shameless woman rubbing her soft body against his arm, Zhou Jiuzhen quickly nodded in agreement, "You said it, as long as I can do it, I will definitely do it."
Ling Huanwu curled her lips into a seductive smile, "From now on, you'll have to sleep with me every night and call me baby."
Although she's mentally over forty, she's still a baby who's hundreds of months old!
"Okay, you eat first. I still need to go to the base to build a signal tower. You get some rest."
Zhou Jiuzhen agreed quickly, and then strode away as if nothing had happened.
But in Ling Huanwu's eyes, the man was simply fleeing in panic.
She leaned against the bed, laughing so hard she couldn't straighten up.
Life on the island was tough and boring, but it wasn't bad to tease this tough, blushing man.
Until she opened the thermos on the table next to her and fell silent, staring at the meat and noodle soup inside.
The man said there was no meat on the island, so where did he find meat for her to cook?
Having lived this life for so long, this was the first time she had ever enjoyed eating meat, but for some reason, the more she ate, the more tears she shed.
In the days that followed, Ling Huanwu tried to squeeze into the circle of the island's natives. During the day, she learned to dig oyster shells from the aunties at the aquaculture farm, and she also learned from them how to grow sweet potatoes, which are easy to grow on the island, in front of her own house.
She discovered that the island's main source of productivity came from the men in the fishing commune who earned work points.
The commune then distributed the small fish, shrimp, crabs, and other seafood that the buyers didn't want back to the fishermen to take home.
The island's residents have absolutely no green vegetables on their dining tables.
It is said that the soil on the island is simply unsuitable for growing vegetables and rice.
Pigs, which are commonly raised in inland rural areas, are also exceptionally difficult to raise here.
Piglets bought from outside often die for unknown reasons before they are even a month old, so I can only raise poultry like chickens, ducks, and rabbits.
This resulted in a monotonous diet for the island residents, who ate sweet potato soup with flatbread every meal and couldn't even get a grain of rice.
If the fishermen had a good catch when they went out to sea, the commune would distribute the catch, and each household would have some fish and shrimp to eat with other meats.
After a few days, Ling Huanwu had a general understanding of the island's lifestyle, but she also lost a lot of weight.
Because she was allergic to fish and shrimp, and the flatbread was too hard for her to eat, she survived for several days by eating sweet potatoes.
She now deeply regrets not stocking up on some cured meat in her spatial dimension beforehand; with a pile of gold and silver jewelry in the space, she's practically starving to death.
When she got home in the evening, Ling Huanwu took the small half bowl of oysters that she was not allergic to and could eat, and poured them into a bowl to wash them.
She also has several cuts on her hands from digging for oysters.
She dug all day but only managed to find about fifty oysters. Seeing the other women laughing at her for not being able to even fry an oyster pancake for Commander Zhou when she got home that night, she felt terrible.
So she deliberately shed tears several times in front of Technician Qiao, who was in charge of managing the farm.
Unexpectedly, the technician surnamed Qiao was also a chivalrous woman, and after work, he secretly gave her half a bowl of oysters.
Ling Huanwu happily added salt and soy sauce to the oysters to marinate them, then started a fire to boil water, preparing to make oyster rice noodles for Zhou Jiuzhen.
Zhou Jiuzhen has been coming home very late these past few days.
She was always too tired to wait for him to come home and would fall asleep immediately.
So she never heard him call her "baby" as agreed beforehand.
She was determined to wait for him to come home tonight, to let him eat the meal she cooked, and to hear him call her "baby".
The dry firewood crackled and popped under the stove, and steam rose from the pot, making her face flush red.
Ling Huanwu lifted the pot lid and put the oysters coated with sweet potato starch into the boiling water one by one. After adding oil and seasonings and tasting them, she took them out of the pot.
After cleaning the pot with a windshield wiper, I used the embers under the stove to boil some water, planning to take a bath together when Jiuzhen comes back next week.
She covered the cooked oyster rice noodles, then took out a cotton quilt from her spatial storage and wrapped it inside to keep it warm.
She then chose a light purple slit cheongsam and a pearl necklace that she usually wouldn't wear, to adorn her chest.
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