Chapter 39

This dinner is certainly not just a meal, but a banquet to confirm the relationship between the two.

The law was not enforced as strictly in years of famine as in years of turmoil, but the army tacitly accepted that extravagance was not allowed, so the banquets were only for superiors, comrades-in-arms with good relations, and their families.

“Of course I should. I was able to do this smoothly thanks to the help of many people in the army. Especially the director of the Women’s Federation, Xiao Zhao who drove, and Wang Zhaodi, the wife of Wang.”

The man nodded and said, “I’m going to hand over my work and will be back later.”

“Not eating lunch?”

“Well, come back in the evening.”

“Okay.” Qiao Yu said neatly.

Zhou Ze’an went straight to the brigade commander, who laughed and patted him on the shoulder, “Good job, Ze’an, you completed the mission well! There’s a reward from the higher-ups! You should have a good rest at home.”

“yes!”

“Oh, by the way, your lover is doing well in the army and has taught the children well. You have a good eye this time.”

As he was talking, the brigade commander told him about Qiao Yu’s great achievements during the six months he had been on the mission.

The director of the Women’s Federation is the brigade commander’s lover, and he has watched that girl improve her life step by step.

The brigade commander patted his shoulder again with a serious tone, “I am finally relieved that you can marry such a good woman.”

Zhou Ze’an didn’t respond, but just said, “Brigade Commander, my family will host a party in a few days, you and the director should remember to come.”

“Remember, remember. I must remember.”

The other side.

Zhou Jun was the first to return home holding Xiaoyong’s hand. When he smelled the familiar fragrance, he knew that his aunt had returned.

Xiaoyong has grown stronger in the past six months. At least he doesn’t have a big head and a small body anymore and needs someone to hold him all the time.

“Aunt!”

“Hey! Soldier boy! Are you back? Wash your hands and serve the meal!”

“good!”

Zhou Jun was very quick and not only did he wash his own hands, he also held his younger brother’s hand and rubbed it under the faucet.

Before I could turn off the faucet, I heard a clamorous voice: “Brother! Don’t turn it off! I want to take a shower too!!”

Zhou Jun turned on the faucet.

After Zhou Wu and Slug discussed where to pick up shells at noon, they saw that the faucet was turned off when they entered the yard.

“Brother! Didn’t I tell you I needed water too? Why did you turn it off?!”

Zhou Jun replied: “Aunt said we should save water!”

There was famine everywhere, and even though there was no shortage of fresh water on the island, Qiao Yu still asked the children to save water.

“Oh…” Zhou Wu stopped talking.

While eating, Qiao Yu mentioned Zhou Ze’an.

Zhou Wu smacked his chopsticks. “What? Auntie, are you saying that Dad is back?”

…

Zhou Ze’an is back, and the things in the space need to be vacated.

Qiao Yu had been taking food from the bedroom in front of the children, but in fact, he was taking food from the space. Once Zhou Ze’an came back, the food could only be placed in the bedroom.

The master bedroom is larger than the two secondary bedrooms, but…it’s only a dozen square meters, how much can you put in it?

Coarse grains and flour are placed under the bed, and raw eggs are placed in a jar with straw to prevent them from breaking. As the temperature on the island drops, there is no need to worry about the eggs going bad. Just cover them with a wooden lid and place them in a corner.

In addition to under the bed, there are several wooden boxes piled up next to the wardrobe.

The box originally contained cloth, malted milk, sugar and other things. She put things other than food in the space and replaced the empty space with food.

With Zhou Ze’an around, cooking can only be done through Minglu.

In the evening, Zhou Ze’an finally came back.

She asked, “Lao Zhou, what do you want to eat tonight?”

“…”

He was not so shocked when his superiors, comrades, and even the soldiers who were in rebellion called him Lao Zhou.

Zhou Zean was silent for a moment, then asked, “Is there enough food at home?”

Qiao Yu whispered, “You don’t know yet, I went to the black market in the nearby city these past few months and ran into a remarkable person. Would you believe her if she dared to exchange grain for money? Anyway, the grains I stockpiled in my bedroom were all high-priced grains, which our production team couldn’t buy even if they wanted to.

I went to the city quite often under the pretext of picking up packages, but in reality I went there to buy expensive food. Otherwise, how could I have raised the military kids so well with just malted milk and those snacks?”

Qiao Yu, a rare person, praised himself without changing his expression.

“Oh? There’s famine all over the country, where does he get the food?”

Tsk.

As expected of a soldier, he could tell something was wrong in her words and started to get to the bottom of it.

She had simulated this conversation many times in her mind.

The kids below can be fooled, but the guy in front of him is a leader at a young age. How can he be fooled so easily?

Before he came back, she had made up stories in her mind about how to fool him, for example, the grain came from wasteland reclaimed by “someone special” in the black market, or that they were an industrial chain, etc.

She overturned them all.

She had never met Zhou Ze’an before. What if he was an upright person? People in this era were very stubborn and could not think straight. If Zhou Ze’an was such a person, she would lie to him and he would be sure that she had had a deep contact with this “unusual person”.

By then, what if Zhou Ze’an wants to eradicate this cancer and needs her cooperation?

Does he really want her to help him eliminate himself?

Telling one lie requires countless lies to cover it up.

In this case, perfunctory is the best outcome.

Qiao Yu said directly: “How would I know?

I didn’t ask where it came from, I was afraid the other party would not sell it, so I handed over the money and the goods, and left. These days, it’s good to have food to sell, it’s better to have less trouble than more.”

“He sells grain in the same location?”

“Yes, we have to go early. When he sold grain for the first few times, others found less. Later, even if someone was there the night before, it was all sold out when I went there in the morning. Fortunately, I had foresight and stocked up a lot.”

“Is he still selling it?”

Qiao Yu shook his head. “I don’t know. I guess they moved to a new place. After all, it’s too conspicuous to sell grain these days.”

“Um.”

“By the way, what do you want to eat tonight?”

“……casual.”

Maybe others don’t like to give casual answers, but Qiao Yu is different.

Whatever = decide for yourself.

What if the other party is not satisfied with what you have done?

It doesn’t matter, she can make the other person doubt his life.

You’ve given me everything, and you still want me to make abalone and shark fin? !

She followed the principle of proximity, pulled out a bag of food from under the bed, scooped out a full bowl of coarse grains, and picked up five raw eggs.

When Zhou Ze’an saw her move, he knew that she was a generous and casual lesbian.

Zhou Ze’an started the fire. Qiao Yu mixed the noodles with cold water, cut the cabbage and added a spoonful of oil to the bottom of the pot, stir-fried the cabbage and added water. After boiling, he added the coarse grains that had been lumpy, and finally beat five eggs into the soup.

Another simple meal.

When Zhou Jun’s children came back, they first ran to wash their hands, and then each brought their own bowl to the table.

Dawei was holding his own bowl. Because he was stealing glances at Zhou Ze’an, the dumpling soup overflowed onto his palm. He held the bowl with one hand and licked the palm of his other hand. When he looked over again, he met Zhou Ze’an’s deep black eyes.

Dawei’s face turned pale with horror.

Snap——

Qiao Yu slapped Zhou Ze’an on the back and said, “You scared the child. Go and get your own bowl!”

“…Yeah.” Zhou Ze’an said in a low voice.

Qiao Yu grinned at Dawei, showing her teeth: “Don’t be afraid, Dawei, your Uncle Zhou only looks fierce, but he is actually easy to get along with. If he treats you badly, tell mom, and I will beat him so hard that his parents won’t recognize him! Don’t worry, mom can beat him.”

Others: “…”

Zhou Ze’an staggered and almost ruined the dumpling soup in his hand.

I’ve heard of people beating people, but rarely have I heard of women beating men.

She…want to abuse him?