The earthenware jars that were empty just a second ago were instantly filled with rice, meat, and various vegetables the next second after Ling Huanwu looked at them.
This amount is enough to feed all the villagers in the training ground for two days.
They would hunch over the earthenware jar, picking up rice, smelling cured meat, and touching vegetables, feeling their very presence, as if afraid these things would disappear before their eyes at any moment.
"Quick, quick, get some food for the villagers..."
Political Commissar Hao clutched the ingredients he could hold tightly to his chest and shouted at the head of the cooking squad.
The squad leader immediately perked up, tied on his apron, and started a fire by carrying the ingredients in a basket.
Soon, the enticing aroma of food wafted from the kitchen.
The news spread all the way to the office.
Zhou Jiuzhen's arm was dislocated during the operation, and all the wounds on his body reopened. The military doctor told him that he must lie down to recover and not get up again.
So he could only lie there obediently, expecting to be waited on hand and foot.
Ling Huanwu took a piece of fresh meat and a loofah from her spatial storage and made a loofah and meat slice soup. When she brought it out, Zhou Jiuzhen closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
She held the bowl of fragrant meat soup in front of Zhou Jiuzhen's nose, trying to whet his appetite.
As expected, Zhou Jiuzhen couldn't resist any longer. He gently pulled Ling Huanwu's waist with his right hand and pressed his face against her stomach, the gentle movement as if he were touching some rare treasure.
"Your man is injured like this, why are you still deliberately seducing me every day?"
There was a hint of grievance in the man's voice.
"That's right, I have to cook something delicious to seduce you, otherwise how will you heal from your injuries? I don't want to become a widow at such a young age."
Ling Huanwu sat on the edge of the bed in his arms and scooped up a spoonful of meat to feed him.
Zhou Jiuzhen ignored the food in front of him, his eyes fixed on Ling Huanwu's face, his lips curled up, looking very serious. "I'm not saying this food is seducing me. I mean you know I'm lusting after you, yet you dressed like this and went to your injured man to seduce him. What are you up to!"
"What?"
Ling Huanwu's eyes widened in disbelief.
How could this man say something so lewd and suggestive in such a serious manner?
Ling Huanwu looked down at her outfit, a very normal military green shirt and pants!
However, in order not to arouse suspicion among the villagers, she borrowed the clothes that Zhou Jiuzhen usually wore on the training ground from Guard Wang, and did not go to the space to get her own clothes to wear.
How could Zhou Jiuzhen interpret such a casual outfit as seducing him?
Ling Huanwu put down the bowl in her hand, helplessly stretching out her arms and legs, her wrists and ankles rolled up high to keep her clothes from falling down. "Look how big your clothes are on me, and you still say I dressed like this to seduce you? Tell me, how did I seduce you!"
"You seduced me! You just bent down to feed me..."
Zhou Jiuzhen continued speaking in a serious tone, his gaze fixed on her neckline.
Ling Huanwu belatedly looked down at her wide neckline and realized what that bastard had just seen.
His clothes were already big, and even with the buttons fastened all the way up, they still looked loose on her.
Moreover, she usually hoards clothes and food in her space, but she always has those little clothes to use every night, wearing them to show off in front of Zhou Jiuzhen, which makes it so that she doesn't have a single little piece of clothing in her space.
She had borrowed one from Lin Xiaoqin, but it was a bit small and she found it very uncomfortable to wear.
So today she felt so uncomfortable that she simply decided not to wear it.
She had just bent down to feed him when this guy, covered in injuries, started staring intently.
Zhou Jiuzhen looked distressed, but continued shamelessly, one hand on her waist while his head restlessly rested on her shoulder. His gaze was downward, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Poor things, they've suffered so much..."
Ling Huanwu was completely stunned. She quickly picked up her bowl and urged him, "Eat quickly. The food at the cooking station isn't ready yet. If someone comes in and sees that I'm cooking for you, that'll be fine."
Little did she know, her worst fears came true.
Political Commissar Hao burst in, holding a large cucumber, and shouted, "Jiuzhen, there's food! Quickly eat a cucumber to fill your stomach, and I'll..."
His words caught in his throat before he could finish, and he was so embarrassed by the sight of the couple clinging to each other that he wished he could disappear into a hole in the ground.
Ling Huanwu, holding the bowl of meat soup, blushed deeply, afraid of being discovered by Political Commissar Hao.
But in Commissar Hao's eyes, her expression made it seem as if the two of them had just done something shameful, which was why her face was so red.
"Do you want some cucumber? I've left it here..."
Commissar Hao slyly placed the cucumber in his hand on the table, then quickly blushed and left the room, closing the door tightly behind him.
Ling Huanwu's gaze involuntarily fell on the large cucumber on the table. The moment she turned her head and met Zhou Jiuzhen's eyes, she immediately sensed something was wrong and jumped up from his arms. "You should finish eating and rest. I still need to go out and check on Da Bao and the others..."
"Huanwu, wife..."
Zhou Jiuzhen held her hand, refusing to let her go, and continued to call her in a clingy, affectionate tone, "Yuanzi..."
At this shout, Ling Huanwu ran even faster.
Watching Ling Huanwu walk away, Zhou Jiuzhen looked forlornly at the loofah and pork soup on the table, his eyes instantly turning red.
As soon as Ling Huanwu stepped out of the office, she bumped into Chu Mei, who looked haggard and had dark circles under her eyes, standing at the door.
"Ergou's wife..."
As soon as Chu Mei saw him, she grabbed him, her voice trembling with sobs and pleading, "Could you please pass on a message to Jiu Zhen and ask him to see me?"
Ling Huanwu frowned, unsure how to answer.
In the few days since they returned, Chu Mei has come to see Zhou Jiuzhen every few days, but Zhou Jiuzhen has always refused to see her.
Ling Huanwu also learned from the soldiers about Chu Mei's insistence on breaking into the tent despite Zhou Jiuzhen's serious injuries. She said with a serious expression, "Aunt Chu, some things have already happened. No matter how you try to make amends, you can't pretend that nothing happened!"
Her meaning was clear: the damage that Chu Mei and Zhao Tingguo had caused to Zhou Jiuzhen in the past, even if they made amends, the rift would still remain and could never be repaired.
Chu Mei stood there, covering her face and bursting into tears.
The moment Ling Huanwu turned her head, she met the gaze of her parents, who had been standing there unnoticed.
Ling's parents stood frozen in place, their faces ashen, as if Ling Huanwu's words had just been spoken to them.
Ling Huanwu was also momentarily dazed.
Living on Wantan Island as well, she seemed to have forgotten the existence of these two people.
Ling's mother hesitated, opening her mouth as if to say something, but Ling Huanwu wouldn't give her a chance to speak. She simply walked past the two of them, leaving the two who were trying to mend their relationship behind.
Just as she reached the door, Lin Xiaoqin rushed in, her face flushed red, whether from anger or anxiety, she grabbed Ling Huanwu and gasped, "Something terrible has happened, Comrade Xiaozi, Song Yaoyao...she's..."
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