Dressed as a peasant girl, full of happiness

"Captain Liu wanted you to work in the cafeteria, but I rejected you. Aren't you angry?" Geng Changshuo said.

"What's there to be angry about? Am I, your wife, such a shallow-minded person?" Wei Yuchen felt comfortable all over after being massaged by Geng Changshuo. After hearing what Geng Changshuo said, he hummed and spoke softly and intermittently without thinking.

To Geng Changshuo, it was like a bowl of water containing honey, which sweetened his heart.

He leaned over, kissed Wei Yuchen and said, "Wife, I find that we have very similar ideas. It's just like what people say in poems, that we have telepathic connection.

Thinking of how those comrades looked at him with envy before leaving, saying that he had married a capable and beautiful wife, he smiled happily.

"It's a telepathic connection. In the future, you should read more books. You can see that you can't even speak a sentence properly."

Wei Yuchen was a little disgusted, but these words of disgust were broken into pieces by Geng Changshuo's massage. When they reached Geng Changshuo's ears, they did not sound disgust, but the sweetness of a coquettish kitten.

"Yes, yes, my wife is right. Starting from tomorrow, I will memorize the book whenever I am free. I don't believe that I, Geng Changshuo, will be better than those who have only attended junior high school or high school."

He never thought that he was worse than others. Now that he has such a good wife, he is even more confident. His wife is so capable, he cannot afford to embarrass her.

After Geng Changshuo finished speaking, he did not forget to kiss his wife: "Chenchen, you are the good wife that I spent all my luck to get, whatever you say is fine."

In this way, the two chatted while massaging, and their interaction was so sweet that in the end, I don’t know who took the initiative, but Geng Changshuo stopped the massage and rolled in the sheets with his wife.

…… …… ……

The next morning, when Wei Yuchen got up, Geng Changshuo had already gone out for exercise. She made a few scallion pancakes, boiled a pot of egg, scallion and mushroom soup, and then went to wake up Xiaosong and Xiaobai.

But I heard two people talking in the room.

[Xiaobai, the plot is getting more and more vague. I don’t even know how my father was killed in the end.]

[The plot has changed. It doesn't matter whether you know it or not. Uh, no, why did you remember Dad's ending? ]

[I don’t know what’s going on, Xiaobai. I’ve been feeling very confused these past few days. I always feel like something’s going to happen to my dad, so I searched for the original plot, but it’s already blurry, and I can’t remember anything. Oh, right, I remember a little bit. Dad seems to be going on a mission recently, and he’ll be in danger. Ouch, my head…]

[Your head hurts again? Xiaosong, if you can't think about it, then forget it. The plot has changed anyway, and Dad will definitely not be as unlucky as in the original book.]

Hearing this, Wei Yuchen's heart skipped a beat. She did not go in, but returned to the kitchen silently. She wanted to sort out what she had just heard.

As for Xiaosong's headache, this is not the first or second time it has happened. As long as he stops thinking about it, it will get better soon.

Back in the house, Wei Yuchen had some idea based on Xiaosong's meaning: it seemed that Geng Changshuo was going to go on a mission recently and would be harmed during the mission. This harm was likely to come from within, as if he was framed by someone.

If the original plot is like this, is it possible that the plot change will trigger a certain plot in the original plot under certain circumstances? She can't be sure, so she should find a way to remind Geng Changshuo!

But how can she remind Geng Changshuo? She really couldn't think of a good way for the moment, so she let the two children get up and wash up first.

When a boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally go straight; when a car reaches the mountain, there will always be a way. Maybe she will think of a solution when Geng Changshuo comes back.

"Xiaosong, Xiaobai, get up. I made scallion pancakes for you today. If you get up late, you won't be able to eat them."

If you simply call out to these two little guys, they will act as if they can't hear you, but if there is food, they will come quickly.

Sure enough, as soon as Xiaosong and Xiaobai heard about the scallion pancakes, they immediately got up.

Wei Yuchen set the table, the two little ones washed up, and Geng Changshuo also came back from training.

As soon as Geng Changshuo got home, he shrugged his nose and said with a smile: "Chenchen, don't you think I am too happy? When I get home, there are beautiful women to feast my eyes on, delicious food to eat, and children around my knees."

Wei Yuchen couldn't help but smile when he heard this: "Stop talking nonsense, wash your hands and go eat."

Wei Xiaosong pouted and complained to Wei Xiaobai: "Dad only knows how to make Mom happy!"

The voice was loud, but Geng Changshuo was not offended. Instead, he was proud: "Your mother is my wife. Isn't it natural for me to make her happy?"

Wei Xiaobai also said: "Yes, Dad should make Mom happy. Only when Mom is happy can we have good food to eat."

Wei Yuchen teased Xiao Bai: "Your first sentence sounds very comfortable, but the second sentence hurts my heart. You wanted your dad to make me happy for food, not because you like mom."

Xiao Bai: “…” I slipped up.

After meal.

The two little ones went out to play again.

Recently, the two have become familiar with each other in the compound. They are both beautiful and sensible. Both adults and children like them very much, and they have a lot of fun playing together.

When Geng Changshuo saw the two of them leave, he couldn't help but hug his wife for a while.

Time passed slowly, and before I knew it, more than a month had passed.

On this day, Geng Changshuo stood at the door of the house, calling Wei Yuchen thoughtfully:

"Wife."

"Ok?"

Hearing Geng Changshuo's words, Wei Yuchen looked up at him, and seeing a trace of reluctance flash across his face, he knew that the original plot might have been activated.

Geng Changshuo walked over to Wei Yuchen, stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly:

"Wife, I have to go on another mission. This mission is more difficult and will take longer. I don't know how long it will take to come back."

"How long?" Wei Yuchen asked subconsciously.

"About a year."

"Is it dangerous?" Wei Yuchen asked again.

"It is a bit dangerous." Geng Changshuo didn't dare to tell the truth. In fact, his mission was very dangerous, and that was why his superiors specifically asked him to go.

Because he has performed exceptionally well in recent missions.

"Can it be turned down?" Wei Yuchen thought of the plot Xiaosong had told him that day and couldn't help but ask. Geng Changshuo's statement that there was some danger meant that the risk factor was not low.

Geng Changshuo shook his head: "The higher-ups personally asked me to go. And I didn't want to refuse. I just couldn't bear to leave you, and I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to adapt to being alone."

Most of the tasks he had taken on recently were short, easy and quick. Although there was no danger, there were no opportunities either.

The more dangerous it is, the more opportunities there are. For example, the last time he protected Chief Lu, he not only directly entered the core camp where Chief Lu was, but his position was directly promoted to deputy battalion commander.

If the task can be successfully completed this time, it is very likely that the word "sub-title" can be removed.

How could he, an amateur with no foundation, become a battalion commander at such a young age? Wasn't it because he disregarded danger and fought his way out of dangerous situations?

Fortune and wealth are achieved through risk, and he did not want to miss any opportunity to change his destiny.

Wei Yuchen knew that the situation could not be changed, so he stopped worrying and asked directly, "When are you leaving?"