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

Lu Jingzhe did not answer immediately. He lowered his eyes and remained silent, as if he was thinking.

If it were in the past, he would probably say: I don’t have any plans, but I will be responsible for her daily expenses, that’s all.

But in the past few days since he came back, he saw her weakness, grievance, sadness and helplessness, and knew that he could no longer say that he had no intention of doing so.

Seeing that his son didn't say anything, Lu Baichuan didn't urge him, as if he was giving him time to think it over.

After a long while, Lu Jingzhe slowly raised his head and looked at Lu Baichuan. He seemed to have made a decision and said seriously:

"I will try to get along with her and respect her decision."

Lu Baichuan nodded, patted Lu Jingzhe on the shoulder, and comforted his son:

"I know you feel wronged about this matter, but we are men. Since we are married, we must take responsibility."

"Yeah, I understand." Lu Jingzhe said in a deep voice.

Lu Baichuan knew that his son had always been principled and opinionated, so he didn't need to be too blunt about many things. He believed that he would handle it well. After a moment, he spoke again:

"Now that you're back, take some time to visit Qing Ning's parents. When you were in the countryside, your Aunt Yumei loved you a lot. Now that your Uncle Gen is gone, you're considered half a son to their family. It's only right for you to go back and show some filial piety."

"Well, okay." Lu Jingzhe said in a deep voice. He looked at Lu Baichuan, hesitated for a moment, and asked:

"Dad, do you plan to remarry?"

This was the key issue he wanted to discuss with Lu Baichuan today. The reason why he did not immediately send Wang Mingfang away was because he was not sure what his father's attitude towards her was now.

Lu Baichuan was stunned for a moment, and his expression immediately became serious. He said in a very clear tone:

"Of course not." Then he looked at Lu Jingzhe and continued:

"She is your eldest brother's mother, and we are related by blood. I cannot stop your eldest brother from recognizing her. This is against moral principles. But as for her and I, there is no possibility of this happening in this lifetime."

Lu Baichuan spoke seriously and resolutely, leaving no room for negotiation. He looked at his son and emphasized again:

"I explained these things to her clearly when she moved in."

After listening to his father's words, Lu Jingzhe calmed down.

He hated Wang Mingfang, not only because she was Lu Baichuan's ex-wife, but also because she had kowtowed and knelt in front of others to force Su Hui to recognize her son. Finally, when Su Hui was sick, she slandered and defamed her, making her die uneasy.

He could not forget these things, nor could he forgive them, and it was even more impossible for him to become a family with her again.

Lu Jingzhe felt much better after coming out of his father's room. When he returned to the room after washing up, Xia Qingning had already spread out the quilt. The two of them each had one, and they did not touch or disturb each other.

Lu Jingzhe looked at the quilt on the bed, thoughtfully. He knew that he had married her and had responsibilities for her, but he had not yet accepted her from the bottom of his heart, and naturally he could not fulfill his marital obligations with her. Fortunately, she was reasonable and did not make any excessive demands except asking him to stay here and sleep.

Lu Jingzhe sat on the bed, saw the enamel cup filled with water on the table, and asked:

"You poured it."

"Well, you can drink it if you're thirsty at night." Xia Qingning said.

When she poured the water just now, she also poured a glass for him.

Someone made the bed and poured hot water. This made Lu Jingzhe, who had always lived alone in the army and taken care of himself, a little uncomfortable. After hesitating for a moment, he said "thank you".

"Thank you for taking care of me these two days." Xia Qingning said hurriedly.

The two of them were so polite to each other, this was probably what they call a couple who were not familiar with each other.

Lu Jingzhe drank some water, walked to the closet, took out a wad of money from his bag, counted out ten bills, turned around and handed them to Xia Qingning:

"Here is a hundred dollars, take it and use it first."

Xia Qingning didn't expect Lu Jingzhe to suddenly give her money. After hesitating for a moment, she raised her hand to take it and said:

"Thank you."

She didn't want to act noble, and she wouldn't be allowed to act noble even for the one dollar or so in the box. At worst, when the situation became more favorable, she could make money and return it to him with interest.

"I will mail you thirty yuan every month from now on. Don't be frugal and skip meals anymore." Lu Jingzhe walked to the bed and said to Xia Qingning.

In this day and age, thirty yuan a month is a lot. It is completely enough for one person and he or she can still live a comfortable life.

Xia Qingning didn't expect that she would earn thirty more yuan every month after accidentally selling herself out. This made her more determined to cling to the male protagonist. Although the male protagonist had a cold personality, he really gave her money.

Xia Qingning nodded without being polite. After a moment, she walked to the cabinet, took out the original account book, and said as she wrote:

"I'll keep a record of all the money you gave me, and I'll pay you back when I make money later."

Her current environment forces her to rely on Lu Jingzhe, but when the spring breeze of reform blows in the future and the motherland is covered with gold, it will not be easy for her, a person with only memories of this world, to make money.

Seeing her carefully recording in the notebook, Lu Jingzhe frowned slightly and said in a deep voice:

"No need to remember, no need to pay it back."

Xia Qingning just thought he was rich and didn't care about the money, but it was his business if he didn't care, and he would definitely pay the money back in the future.

She continued writing, not only recording the 100 yuan she was given this time, but also the 80 yuan she spent on malted milk and the 11 yuan for medical expenses.

After taking note, she turned off the lights and went to bed. Both of them wore long sleeves and long pants. I don’t know if they felt embarrassed or were on guard against each other.

At night, Xia Qingning slept outside as usual, leaving more space for Lu Jingzhe.

She vaguely remembered that night when she leaned on Lu Jingzhe because she was sick, he angrily pulled back the quilt and told her to "get out".

He was so resistant to physical contact with me, so I'd better stay away from him. Otherwise, if I fell asleep on him again, he might chase me away again. I'm not sick now, so I don't even have an excuse.

The moonlight shone through the window. She was really small. She was lying there with the quilt only bulging a little. Lu Jingzhe looked at the slightly bulging quilt far away from him, as if thinking about something.

She seemed to be deliberately keeping a distance from herself.

He should have been very happy. After all, she was so self-aware and didn't have any improper thoughts about him. But for some reason, he didn't feel as happy as he expected.

At this time, Xia Qingning had already fallen asleep. She had been feeling very uncomfortable and hadn't slept well in the small bed in the hospital these days, so she slept very deeply this time. When she woke up, it was already daybreak.

Xia Qingning turned over unconsciously, but forgot that she was very close to the edge of the bed, and she fell directly to the ground.

"what……"

As her body rolled to the ground, Xia Qingning couldn't help but let out a scream.