After four years of marriage, the military officer husband came back

It only takes a few seconds to do this series of actions.

He didn't ask, it seemed like a very natural move.

After putting her hands on his waist, he didn't say anything, just raised his legs and rode out.

By the time Xia Qingning reacted, her hands were already around his waist.

Although he was wearing a crisp military uniform and there was no possibility of any skin contact, the action of hugging his waist was indeed quite ambiguous in that era.

But Xia Qingning was a worldly person after all, and she was not overly shy or reserved. Since he took the initiative to let her hug him, she had no psychological burden and naturally hugged him. After all, this way she could sit more steadily.

What she didn't expect was that his body was so muscular yet his waist was so narrow.

Sitting behind him, her eyes fixed on his broad back, her hands on his waist, Xia Qingning had her first intuitive visual and tactile understanding of the phrase "broad shoulders and narrow waist".

At this moment, her mind involuntarily emerged the scene of him taking off his vest when he pulled her out of the river when they first met:

He has a strong body, a tight abdomen and distinct muscles. Despite long-term training, his skin is not dark, but a healthy wheat color. He has an inverted triangle figure and an alluring mermaid line. He is simply perfect.

If it happened in the real world, just the action of taking off the vest would instantly kill all the handsome boys and charm a lot of young ladies.

Now hugging his waist, Xia Qingning was surprised that even through the thick cloth, she could still feel the firmness of his abdomen.

What a pity. If he hadn’t been wearing a military uniform today, would I have been able to touch his legendary abdominal muscles?

She didn't have any evil thoughts, she was just simply curious. She always heard her roommates talk about how attractive athletes with eight-pack abs and six-pack abs were. After hearing it so many times, she was always curious about what those muscles would feel like to touch.

Just as Xia Qingning was daydreaming, Lu Jingzhe's usual cold and steady voice came to her ears:

"arrive."

"Ah?" Xia Qingning was thinking about Lu Jingzhe's "abdominal muscles" when her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by him. She felt like she had done something bad and was caught by the person involved. She hurriedly responded with a guilty conscience:

"Oh, alright."

After a moment, he took his hand off Lu Jingzhe's waist and jumped out of the car.

After the hand around his waist was released, Lu Jingzhe's abdomen was obviously not as tense as before, and his muscles also relaxed.

Xia Qingning did not notice his movements. Her eyes were focused on the front. She saw a very steep slope in front of her. It was obviously impossible to ride up the bicycle with a person on it. No wonder Lu Jingzhe stopped here.

Lu Jingzhe pushed the cart in front, and Xia Qingning followed behind. After walking over the steep slope, the area in front became open and flat, and a dozen bungalows suddenly appeared in front of them.

The houses are both new and old, and are not concentrated together but scattered around, forming a large courtyard in the middle, similar to the threshing ground in my hometown.

There were seven or eight little boys playing games in the yard. Each of them held a reed pistol in his hand. They were chasing each other and shouting and killing.

Seeing the strangers coming, the children who were playing stopped and looked at the two of them curiously, but their eyes were more focused on Lu Jingzhe.

It’s not surprising. The children are not old enough to pay attention to beautiful girls. Now they are more interested in Lu Jingzhe’s military uniform and the cart he is pushing.

They should be almost there, so Lu Jingzhe didn't let Xia Qingning get in again, but pushed the cart forward. Xia Qingning, who was following behind him, accidentally discovered a little boy who looked a little different when passing by the children.

He was about seven or eight years old. His clothes had obviously more patches than other children. He also had very little yellow hair.

He also had a reed pistol in his hand, but he did not play games with the group of children. He just squatted not far away and watched other children play, his eyes full of envy and desire.

Although he did not look indifferent, Xia Qingning inexplicably felt that this child had a kind of loneliness that did not belong to his age.

Just as Lu Jingzhe passed by the child, the child seemed to have noticed something, turned around and looked at him, his eyes fixed on his military uniform, and suddenly there was some different emotion on his face.

Although Xia Qingning felt that something was a little unusual, she did not ask anything rashly. She followed Lu Jingzhe and walked past the child.

After the two of them walked away, a boy with two snotty noses suddenly asked the older kid next to him who was wearing a dirty blue and white striped sailor suit and had a bowl cut:

"Brother Xiao Ming, that big uncle just now couldn't be Baldy Zeng's father. I saw a photo of his father hanging on the wall of their house, and he was wearing the same clothes."

"Impossible, my mom said his dad died a long time ago and there's no way he'll come back." The pot-cut man spoke in a very knowledgeable manner, acting like an elder brother.

"Oh." The boy with two snotty noses nodded, and then said in confusion: "But I think they look alike."

“Oh, I told you that the dead can’t come back, yet you still ask so many questions? Do you still want to play?” The pot-cut guy became a little impatient and raised his voice a little.

"Yes, yes." said the boy with a snotty nose.

"Then it's your turn to be the devil this time..."

At this time, Xia Qingning followed Lu Jingzhe and stopped in front of a house. She found that this was one of the few brick houses in this area, and most of the others were earthen-walled houses.

The door of the house was open, and it was obvious that someone was home. Lu Jingzhe did not rush in, but stood outside the door and shouted in a deep voice:

"sister in law."

After a long while, there was no movement in the house. Just when he was about to shout, a woman slowly walked out of the house. The woman was about forty years old, a little short, and wearing a red plaid dress with no patches on it.

She glanced at Lu Jingzhe, then at Xia Qingning behind him. She looked at her without hesitation. After a moment, she raised her voice and asked:

"Who are you? Who are you looking for?"