This conversation…

Hearing his son’s words, Lu Cheng looked at Lin Qingqing with confusion, silently asking for her opinion.

Lin Qingqing pretended not to see his gaze; she believed out of sight, out of mind.

“Nonsense! My mom is the prettiest!” Ji Yang was not about to back down. “Dad, you’ve seen Lu Haici’s mom now, so tell me, isn’t my mom prettier than Lu Haici’s mom?”

This conversation started just a minute ago.

Lu Haici held his mother’s hand as they came out of the hall.

Xu Huijuan and Ji Changfeng also brought Ji Yang out.

The two boys were good friends and naturally wanted to go to school together.

However, Ji Yang remembered the discussion they had during breakfast at home, so he stopped Lu Haici and said, “Lu Haici, my dad says my mom is the prettiest mom. You can ask him; he’s seen your mom now.”

Hearing this, Lu Haici was not convinced. “Nonsense! My mom is prettier than your mom.”

After saying that, he stared at Ji Changfeng with wide eyes, as if to say that if he didn’t say what he wanted to hear, he would cry.

Ji Changfeng felt a headache coming on.

“Dad, you have to say something!” Ji Yang urged.

Xu Huijuan and Lin Qingqing also looked at Ji Changfeng.

Xu Huijuan knew that Lin Qingqing was better-looking than herself; after all, Lin Qingqing was one of the prettiest women in the entire compound.

However, Xu Huijuan still wanted to hear her man say that she was pretty.

Lin Qingqing didn’t mind this at all.

After all, looks are something that no lie can cover up.

Whether someone is pretty or not is visible to the discerning eye.

She merely watched with amusement to see how Ji Changfeng would handle the two boys’ pressure.

Ji Changfeng hadn’t thought about how to handle it; he nodded, “Son, you’re right.” With his wife looking on, how could he not say that his wife was pretty?

Ji Changfeng was no fool; he had some sense.

As soon as those words left his mouth, Ji Yang proudly lifted his chin and said, “See, my dad said it! My mom is the prettiest mom!”

Lu Haici was extremely aggrieved, his eyes turning red from holding back tears.

He stubbornly pressed his lips together, refusing to acknowledge Ji Yang’s words.

Just then, Ji Changfeng saw Lu Cheng coming out of the hall with a bowl and chopsticks, and he called out, feeling very awkward.

Hearing Ji Changfeng call for his father, Lu Haici seemed to find a backup and quickly shouted, “Dad, come over here, quickly…”

“What’s the matter?” Lu Cheng, seeing that the little guy was anxious, could only walk over with the bowl and chopsticks.

Lu Haici asked angrily, “Dad, you said my mom is the most beautiful mom, right? Isn’t she prettier than Ji Yang’s mom?”

Seeing that his dad wasn’t answering, Lu Haici urged, “Dad, come on. Ji Yang’s dad said Ji Yang’s mom is the prettiest mom, but I think my mom is the prettiest. Dad, am I right?”

Was there really such a thing?

Lu Cheng looked at Ji Changfeng.

Ji Changfeng felt helpless too: “Both kids are saying their mom is the prettiest and insist on asking me…”

The implication was that Deputy Commander Lu would understand his predicament, right?

He certainly couldn’t say someone else was prettier in front of his own wife.

“Dad?” Seeing that his dad still wasn’t speaking, Lu Hai Ci became anxious.

“Well, what did you say?” Finally, after a moment of his son’s anxious waiting, Lu Cheng spoke up.

His voice was steady, but inside, he was quite nervous.

He thought he should have just stayed away.

Lu Haici shouted, “Of course I said my mom is the prettiest! Dad, am I right?”

Lu Cheng nodded and replied in a very calm tone, “You’re right.”

However, his voice sounded a bit stiff and tense.

Lu Cheng had never said such sweet things in his life.

Although he had cleverly avoided a problem, he still felt a bit anxious.

He sneaked a glance at Lin Qingqing… but she wasn’t looking at him at all; her eyes were full of their little bunny, and she was smiling at him.

Lu Cheng looked back at his son.

The little guy puffed out his chest, looking quite proud, much like a goose raised at his uncle’s home when he was little.

Lu Haici confidently announced, “Ji Yang, my dad says my mom is the prettiest!”

Ji Yang also replied confidently, “But my dad says my mom is the prettiest too!”

The two boys stared at each other, neither willing to back down.

“Okay,” Lin Qingqing said, patting little Saint Warrior Lu Haici on the back. “In every child’s heart, of course, their own mom is the prettiest, just as in every mom’s heart, their own baby is the best. So both Haici’s mom and Ji Yang’s mom are the prettiest moms.”

As soon as Lu Haici heard this, he broke into a big smile; his mom said he was her baby.

Ji Yang also laughed, “My mom and Lu Haici’s mom are both the prettiest moms, the two prettiest moms!”

The thoughts of the two children were clearly on different wavelengths.

Lin Qingqing said, “Let’s go; it’s time for kindergarten. Don’t you want to share your food with your good friend? If we leave late, it’ll be cold and not tasty.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Haici became a little anxious: “Ji Yang…”

“Come on, hurry up! I brought you the wheat rolls my mom made. They’re so delicious! When we were having lunch just now, my dad wanted some, but I didn’t give him any.”

Lu Cheng, who was still at the door watching his son head off to kindergarten, nearly kicked him out of sight.

Ji Changfeng glanced at Lu Cheng sympathetically.

Lu Cheng calmly met his gaze, then turned and went back into the courtyard with his bowl and chopsticks.

Ah… Ji Changfeng suddenly remembered that Lu Cheng was still holding his bowl and chopsticks.

Was he doing housework? The fiercely renowned Lu Cheng from the army was doing housework? Ji Changfeng felt utterly shocked.

…

After sending the two boys to kindergarten, Lin Qingqing and Xu Huijuan went their separate ways.

Lin Qingqing headed home, but Xu Huijuan did not.

Ever since Lin Qingqing noticed that Xu Huijuan might have some opinions about her yesterday, she hadn’t shown any outward reaction but had already made a decision in her heart.

Upon returning home, Lu Cheng had already tidied up the dining table and kitchen.

Although he couldn’t cook, his housekeeping skills were impressive—an essential life skill for a man who had been living independently for years.

Seeing Lin Qingqing come in, Lu Cheng said, “I need to head to the army for a bit. There are some things I need to take care of at work. You can wait for me at the door; I’ll be about half an hour.”

Lin Qingqing replied, “No problem.”

“Then you go to the army; I’ll come by later,” she added.

Lu Cheng nodded, “Okay.”

After giving his instructions, Lu Cheng left for the army.

Lin Qingqing took out the 1500 yuan she had in her room; she planned to save this money.

Then she organized some coupons, pulling out the ones she needed for her shopping—such as fabric coupons, soap coupons, and so on.

She had to admit, Lu Cheng had a lot of coupons.

Since there was no female head of the household, Lu Cheng had nowhere to spend them.

At the Army Base

After submitting the task report to his superior, Lu Cheng went to logistics.

The army logistics division has several positions, and the kitchen is one of them.

Those responsible for the kitchen are mostly soldiers who have retired from the battlefield due to injuries and can no longer serve in combat.

To put it simply, in one army, there are two regiments, and in each regiment, there are three battalions, which means nine companies.

The army’s kitchen is divided according to companies; in other words, each company has its own small kitchen, so a regiment has nine small kitchens.

Lu Cheng was the deputy regiment leader, meaning he had nine companies under him, which corresponded to nine small kitchens.

In the nine small kitchens, each kitchen had nine people, four of whom were from the cooking class.

These four would often accompany their companies on missions.

The other two were extra personnel, like Lin Qingqing entering the small kitchen of the company.

Of course, besides the small canteen of the company, there’s also the large canteen in the army.

The large canteen serves more people and is relatively ranked by level.

Since the people from the company usually eat at their small canteen, those above the company level generally go to the large canteen.

Additionally, the families living in the compound usually go to the large canteen for meals.

The small canteen is only for the company.

Lu Cheng didn’t know where Lin Qingqing wanted to go.

He personally thought the company’s small canteen was more relaxed, but the army’s large canteen had more potential for development.

So, he planned to ask about both places.

After Lu Cheng finished his inquiries, he borrowed a vehicle from logistics and drove directly to the entrance to find Lin Qingqing.

Lin Qingqing was wearing a white floral shirt and black trousers, with the shirt tucked into her pants.

The original owner was about 163 cm tall and weighed around 100 jin (approximately 50 kg), which is a standard height and weight.

However, in this body, she had developed a slightly plump figure because of her delicate frame and ample flesh.

Nonetheless, in this era, this body shape was considered very fortunate.

Lin Qingqing wore a pair of black cloth shoes instead of the small leather shoes the original owner liked to wear.

Wearing small leather shoes for shopping would only be a torment for herself.

She also tied her long black hair into two braids that hung in front.

Actually, she had planned to get a collarbone-length haircut with straight bangs and a trendy princess hairstyle to look clean and neat.

Feeling a bit bored and glancing around, Lin Qingqing saw a car stop in front of her.

Curiously, she looked over and met Lu Cheng’s gaze as he leaned out of the driver’s seat.

“Get in the car,” Lu Cheng said as he got out, walking around to open the door for Lin Qingqing.

This was a logistics vehicle from the army; the front seat could hold three people, and the back was open.

The chassis of this type of vehicle was relatively high, so he was concerned about Lin Qingqing getting in.

“Are we taking the car?” Lin Qingqing asked excitedly as she approached the vehicle.

“Yeah, I borrowed it since it was free. Hold on, I’ll help you up,” Lu Cheng said, placing his hands on Lin Qingqing’s waist. “Are you ready?”

Lin Qingqing felt a warmth around her waist that was a little ticklish, so she shrank back a bit: “I can get in by myself.”

She felt somewhat uncomfortable and a bit embarrassed with the person standing behind her.