The Pretty Military Wife

Seeing that everyone was staring at him, Long Dacheng's heart sank. Could it be that they had agreed not to accept my sister being here?

But it was hard to say, so I could only sit down.

Zhou Guoliang said softly:

“Dacheng, we called you here to discuss with you how to take care of your family.”

Zhou Guoliang felt that it would be better for Liang Xinyue to talk about this matter, so he looked at Liang Xinyue again.

Liang Xinyue took over the topic:

"It's like this. You've been here for so many days. Every day, only Xiaobing comes out to play with the kids for a while. Sister Zhu has never come out. I was wondering if you have some ideas. Are you afraid that we won't accept Long Xiaomei? So you let Sister Zhu stay at home to watch her every day? But if that's the case, do you think it's fair to Sister Zhu?"

"We don't think this is a good idea. Mrs. Zhu's health has been poor to begin with. I think we should think of a way to actively help Little Sister Long, so that she can get out of her fear and hurt, and start living again."

"That's why I called you to discuss it. We haven't gotten along with Little Sister Long. Can you tell me what she's interested in? What does she like? Don't worry. We always say that every household in this compound is a brother or sister. Let's help each other. If Little Sister is sick, we can all take care of her."

"Otherwise, Sister Zhu will also be exhausted in the future. What will you do?"

Long Dacheng lowered his head, held his face with his hands and started crying:

"I...I really don't know what to do. My sister is like this, she is suffering, and we are suffering too."

Xiao Shun sat next to him and patted his shoulder:

"One thing you did right was to bring your sister out. Really, if she stayed with you, everyone's pointing fingers and some memories would be too much for her to bear. Don't worry here. This is what we thought. Each of us will visit your house slowly, chat, and talk together. Gradually, we will get to know each other better, and let your wife come with us to do things. Of course, it would be even better if we can bring your sister out as well."

Liang Xinyue nodded and said:

"Yes, so you don't have to worry about getting into trouble just because you have a patient at home. I think the fact that she never hurts anyone shows that she still has a conscience in her subconscious."

"From what I know, this disease is mainly caused by psychological reasons. She can't get out of this circle. The longer she delays, the more trouble she will have."

Zou Wenqing also said:

"With someone's company, she will slowly get out of that shadow."

Everyone spoke up and expressed their willingness to help Long Xiaomei.

Long Dacheng stood up, straightened his clothes, and saluted everyone seriously:

"Thank you, thank you!"

As Liang Xinyue guessed, Long Dacheng and his wife were afraid that Long Xiaomei would cause trouble, so they simply stopped Zhu Guixiang from going out.

Their family's behavior made everyone even more worried.

The care from Liang Xinyue and others made Long Dacheng's family feel warm.

The next night, just as Long Dacheng and the others were setting the table and preparing to eat, Min Honglian came over with Yaya.

Originally, Xiao Shun was supposed to come, but Liang Xinyue said to give Long Xiaomei a chance to adapt, and she probably wouldn't be so resistant to women. Yaya was brought along because she had also experienced being hurt by her mother, and she could also have fun with Long Xiaobing.

Min Honglian came with a plate of fried bacon, and it turned out that the bacon came from Liang Xinyue.

"Are you ready to eat? Then we've come just in time to give you some extra dishes."

Min Honglian saw someone flash over there and immediately hid behind the door.

She pretended not to see it and came in holding Yaya's hand and saying hello.

Yaya also took the initiative to play with Xiaobing when she arrived. Xiaobing smiled happily when he saw the meat.

Zhu Guixiang was still a little embarrassed:

"This... How can this be good?"

Min Honglian smiled generously and said:

"You'll get used to it in the future. In our yard, we cook and eat together from time to time. When a family has a new dish, we share some with each other to try. Besides, we grow those vegetables ourselves. If you have time, come with us to see the vegetables we grow. We pick the vegetables from the fields every day. Xiao Shun will drive to the county town to deliver them."

Zhu Guixiang brought two more bowls and chopsticks. Min Honglian said hurriedly:

"We came here to eat. Now we're not going to eat anymore. Yaya said she wanted to come over to play with the soldiers. So I came over to sit with her. You guys eat, you guys eat."

Long Dacheng naturally sat down and called Zhu Guixiang to come and eat.

Zhu Guixiang may have felt that it was inconvenient to eat alone when there were guests, or she may have felt a little uncomfortable when the guests were there and her younger sister didn't come to eat.

Min Honglian took out the knitting needles from the small bag she brought with her and started knitting.

"Mrs. Zhu, do you guys knit sweaters?"

She knitted with her head down, not paying any attention to other people's expressions. Yaya said a few words to Xiaobing, who leaned over the table and took a piece of bacon from the bacon plate with his hands, then ran to the dark place behind the door:

"Aunt, here's some meat for you to eat. It's delicious."

Min Honglian and Long Dacheng both looked over quietly, secretly stretched out a hand and took it.

Yaya didn't hesitate to take a bowl and added some rice, vegetables and bacon to it. She also walked over there and handed it forward:

"Aunt, here's something for you to eat. There's rice, vegetables, and meat. It's delicious."

No hand was extended this time, but Yaya did not give up and still raised her hand. The soldier did not quite understand, but still said enthusiastically:

"Aunt, please eat it. Sister Yaya brought the bacon. It's delicious. Even better than what my mom cooks."

At this moment, two hands stretched out from behind the door and took the bowl.

Yaya was very smart. She turned around and moved a stool over there:

"Aunt, put your food here and eat. I'll get you a small stool."

Min Honglian had lived in this house before, so Yaya knew that there was a small stool in the kitchen. She went to get it:

"Aunt, it's more comfortable to eat while sitting down. This is a small stool for making fire in the kitchen. Can you make fire? When my parents or Xinyue's mother cook at home, I will help make fire. My mother said that I can make fire. My Xinyue's mother said that making fire depends on what kind of dish it is. Braised dishes should be made on medium heat, that is, not too high heat. Stewed dishes should be made on low heat, and stewed slowly for a better fragrance. Stir-fried dishes should be made on high heat. They taste better after stir-frying."

Everyone in the room was listening to Yaya talking.

Maybe it was because Yaya was a little girl and so talkative, Long Xiaomei behind the door listened without resistance, and actually took the small stool to sit down and eat, but she remained in the shadow behind the door and refused to come out.

Yaya called the soldier:

"You should go eat soon too. I came to see you after I ate. I'll just stay here with you, aunt. You go eat, and then come play with me after you're done. Right, aunt?"

"Ah."