Lu Nanfeng looked at Tuanzi gently, and he also felt that he was lucky.

Of course, the most important thing is to thank Song Zhiya.

He didn't write back at that time, but just sent a little money every month. Song Zhiya was still willing to give birth to the child and raise him well.

Tuanzi talked for a while, and Yang Guoqing sat beside him to rest. He would go home after two more minutes of rest.

Song Zhiya went into the kitchen and called Tuanzi in.

After a while, Tuanzi came out of the kitchen. Seeing Yang Guoqing about to take the crutch, he quickly ran over, grabbed his hand, and acted coquettishly while holding his hand.

"Grandpa Yang, let's have dinner at our house this afternoon!"

“My mother’s cooking is delicious!”

"Last time we went to your house for dinner, how about you eat at ours this time?" Tuanzi said, and put his face on Yang Guoqing's arm, "I'll ask aunt to come to our house for dinner later."

"No, no!"

Yang Guoqing disagreed no matter what. Song Zhiya did not charge him for his treatment, saying that she would wait until he recovered before charging him.

He has already started saving.

I must give Song Zhiya more when the time comes.

But in the end, the disease could not be cured, so Song Zhiya still had to be paid for her hard work, because she had spent a lot of energy on it.

How can I still eat at someone else’s house now?

"Uncle Yang," Song Zhiya and Lu Nanfeng took turns to speak after hearing Yang Guoqing's refusal, "Just treat it as a celebration. You can feel the pain now, and it will get better little by little. Just stay for dinner!"

"You are my senior. Tell me more about your experience on the battlefield. I like to hear you talk about it."

The couple sang the same tune. At first, Yang Guoqing refused to stay no matter what, but later he was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"You two are like this, but you still don't stay. It seems like something is wrong on my part!" Yang Guoqing finally stayed, but he had to ask Yang Yinyin to buy some meat.

"Next time we'll go to your house for dinner!"

Song Zhiya said as she walked into the kitchen: "If you are so polite to us, then we will bring you a piece of meat next time when we let Tuanzi come to play at home!"

When Yang Guoqing heard this, he burst into laughter.

Tuanzi was talking with a smile beside him.

In the afternoon, Yang Yinyin came over to have dinner with them. Song Zhiya made steamed pork with rice flour, stir-fried pork with green peppers, a pork rib soup, and two side dishes.

The table was full, and several people were eating and chatting, having a great time.

Yang Guoqing drank a little bit of wine and talked with Lu Nanfeng. Yang Yinyin and Song Zhiya sat on the sofa. "Thank you, Sister Xiaoya."

"To be honest, if I hadn't heard Director Wang say that Captain Lu's wound healed very quickly, I would still be a little bit skeptical of you."

"Although I understand Chinese medicine, I always felt that it came too slow. I didn't expect that after all the twists and turns, you are still the best!" Yang Yinyin said these words, and Song Zhiya did not seem unhappy at all. Instead, she laughed.

"normal."

"Although traditional Chinese medicine has its advantages, it also has disadvantages. The effects are too slow and many people can't wait."

"It's good to be able to integrate into people's lives and slowly recuperate the body. It's best to let the body strengthen some immunity and not get sick."

"If the disease is really serious, then Western antibiotics must be used."

Late at night, Yang Guoqing was walking home alone, leaning on a cane and with Yang Yinyin walking beside him.

"They are a couple who are not only kind-hearted, but also very good people. They will definitely go further and further."

Yang Guoqing looked at the moon in the sky with blurry eyes, "I used to think that if I just went, I could go see your mother in the underworld. Now that I think about it, it's a good thing I didn't go."

"Your mother!"

"When she was young, she loved pulling my ears. If I die like this, she will scold me to death!"

"She will definitely say that I didn't even bother to find a partner for you or check on you, and you will go find her like a deserter in the future!"

"My life underground is not easy either!" After Yang Guoqing finished joking, he walked slowly forward with his crutches. Yang Yinyin followed behind him, tears silently sliding down her eyes.

In fact, my father is really pitiful.

Her mother died when she was young, and her father had to serve in the army and raise her alone.

She and Xiaoxuan are actually quite similar.

…

During the two days of the weekend, Song Zhiya spent most of her time with Lu Nanfeng and Tuanzi.

The three of them went out to buy groceries together, prepared medicinal food together, and went for a walk together.

Life is very comfortable.

In the blink of an eye, it was Monday. After breakfast, Lu Nanfeng went to the army and Tuanzi also went to the compound to play.

After Song Zhiya prepared the medicinal food, she went to the compound to find him, and happened to hear several sisters-in-law talking about Song Yuanyuan's mother-in-law returning home.

"I think it's good for her to go back. After she came here, she made the couple's lives a mess. This is not okay!"

"In fact, his wife's temper is pretty good. If my mother-in-law gave me some folk remedies, I'd be lucky if I didn't get angry with her!"

"That's what I thought!"

"Everyone has different ideas. Although Deputy Battalion Commander Jiang's wife is sometimes quite arrogant and likes to show off her wealth, I don't think there is anything wrong with this matter!"

Song Zhiya listened to a few words and nodded.

In the book I read, there wasn't much description about Jiang Kuo's mother, so I didn't know she would do such a ridiculous thing.

But it’s already very good that Jiang Kuo stands on Song Yuanyuan’s side.

After this incident, Song Yuanyuan’s mother-in-law probably won’t come here again.

"Xiaoya!"

Song Zhiya just heard the discussion of the military wives, and everyone turned around and saw her.

When they saw her, they wanted to find her to chat. Song Zhiya thought that there was nothing to do at the moment and the medicinal food at home was still being cooked, so she walked over to talk to them.

"Xiaoya, your skin is getting better and better!"

"You seem to be almost six months pregnant?"

"That should be the case. Deputy Battalion Commander Jiang's wife is already over six months old, almost seven months. It seems like there's only a one-month difference between them, right?"

"It should be almost two months."

"No matter how much the difference is, I always feel that Xiaoya's skin is better than that of Deputy Battalion Commander Jiang's wife."

"It seems to be true. Xiaoya's skin is whiter."

"That day I saw Deputy Battalion Commander Jiang's wife, Yuanyuan, right?"

Everyone nodded.

In fact, many military wives in the compound still don’t know Song Yuanyuan’s name because they seldom interact with each other, unlike Song Zhiya, whose reputation is almost known throughout the entire family compound.

"Yuanyuan's skin isn't as good as Xiaoya's."

"She has a lot of dark spots on her face, and her mental state doesn't seem to be very good, especially after she went to the hospital. When I saw her yesterday morning, she seemed even more haggard!"