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

After making up her mind, Xia Qingning turned around and prepared to go home, but the moment she raised her eyes, she saw a tall white figure. She was a little surprised. Lu Jingzhe actually came to watch the fun?

He got angry when I didn't buy him a popsicle, and he came to watch the fight between two women...

But usually he seems to be very cold and aloof. She finds this male protagonist's character increasingly unpredictable.

At this moment, Lu Jingzhe had already walked back to the yard. If he hadn't seen Xia Qingning walking over and was worried that her small body would be accidentally injured, he would have had no interest in watching two women quarreling.

Just as he was about to enter the house, Lu Jingzhe turned around and saw the bicycle placed in the corner. Thinking that Xia Qingning had ridden Wu Xiaodong's bike again today, his eyes suddenly dimmed.

Xia Qingning returned to her yard with doubts, and saw Lu Jingzhe pushing her car out. He looked at her and said in a deep voice:

"Continue learning to drive."

Xia Qingning was still frightened by the fall yesterday. She had been thinking of taking it easy for the next two days. She could always take Wu Xiaodong's car to and from get off work anyway, so there was no need to rush in the next one or two days.

But who could tell her why Lu Jingzhe was more anxious than her, and looked as if he couldn't wait for her to learn it right away.

Xia Qingning walked over and tried to discuss with him:

"Can you take a rest for two days? Look, your hand is injured too."

"What does my hand injury have to do with your driving lessons?" Lu Jingzhe asked.

The tone sounded more like a question than an inquiry.

Xia Qingning looked embarrassed, as if it really didn't matter, but why did he have to learn it so quickly? Is this the timeliness engraved in the bones of soldiers? They not only strictly demand themselves, but also demand the people around them.

"Don't worry, I'm here to protect you, you won't fall." Seeing her hesitate, Lu Jingzhe thought she was scared by the fall yesterday, so he comforted her.

Having said that, Xia Qingning couldn't be lazy any more. She raised her hand to take the car from Lu Jingzhe and said with a smile:

"Then trouble you."

But this smile seems uglier than crying.

So the two of them learned to ride a bike in the yard for about an hour. Just as Lu Jingzhe promised, he was always by her side to protect her. Xia Qingning didn't fall once, and her riding became better and smoother.

There seemed to be a kind of magic in him that made people trust him and feel at ease. She let go of all her worries and fears, and without any worries, she could naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort.

After that, the two of them pushed the cart back, and Lu Jingzhe said:

"I rode well today. At this rate, I can practice on the road tomorrow."

Hearing his official training words, Xia Qingning suddenly laughed, looked at him and asked softly:

"Do you train your soldiers in the same way when you are in the army?"

She smiled, with bright eyes and white teeth, just like the bright starry sky he saw when he was crawling in the grass on a mission. It was so beautiful that it made his heart skip a beat.

Noticing his abnormality, he immediately turned his head and said seriously:

"No."

When he was training in the army, he often said: Hurry up! Get up! Do it again! Keep going...

But what he just said was: It's okay, go slower, look ahead, it's good...

Can this be the same?

Seeing her serious look, Xia Qingning decided not to joke with him anymore, and instead asked about his injury yesterday with concern:

"Is your hand okay?"

There was not much expression on Lu Jingzhe's face, as if he had forgotten about this matter, and he replied in a low voice:

"Just a minor scratch, nothing to worry about."

Xia Qingning felt pain just looking at the large skin cut, but she said it was just a minor scratch. Do soldiers have a low sense of pain? But people have the same nerve tissue.

Thinking of the scar on his back, Xia Qingning once again felt that the person in front of her had become taller.

The two returned home and put away their bicycles. Xia Qingning hurried back to the room, poured out two bowls of water, and handed a cup to Lu Jingzhe.

After learning to drive for so long, she felt like her throat was smoking.

After drinking a large bowl, she felt much better. Just as she was about to put the bowl down, she heard Lu Jingzhe ask:

"Why haven't I seen you drinking malted milk these past two days?"

She had not gotten used to the fact that this body needed nourishment. After Lu Jingzhe reminded her, she remembered that she needed to take malted milk and immediately said:

"I'll go soak now."

In a short while, she had prepared a bowl of malted milk.

"From now on, make a bowl of tea every morning and evening, and drink it strictly on time and in the correct amount." Lu Jingzhe looked at her and said.

Xia Qingning once again felt the rigor of the military in Lu Jingzhe, but since this was good for her health, she readily agreed, nodded and said with a smile:

"Okay, it's all up to you."

The beautiful little person in front of me is so well-behaved, so obedient, and speaks gently and sweetly.

The words "I'll do whatever you say" seem to carry a small hook in each word, and each syllable plucks the heartstrings.

Lu Jingzhe replied unnaturally, "Yeah." Then he walked out of the room, sweating all over, and he had to go wash up.

Because she had just drunk a lot of water and was not in a hurry, Xia Qingning put the bowl of malted milk aside, thinking of waiting for it to cool down before drinking it.

The rich aroma of malted milk wafted from the room. He Shanshan, who had been admiring her beautiful new dress in front of the mirror, smelled the aroma and knew that Xia Qingning was drinking malted milk again. She couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

While feeling jealous, I also imagined that when I had money in the future, I would be able to buy a few cans at any time and keep them at home to eat slowly.

After drinking the malted milk in the room, Xia Qingning found a pen and a notebook and started to draw the clothes she wanted to make. This era is not like the later generations, where people are so tolerant of dressing. Clothes that expose arms and legs are not suitable to make.

She wanted the clothes she made to be beautiful and at the same time elegant and decent. After thinking for a while, she drew several beautiful dresses on paper.

Then, from the purchased fabrics, I selected the elegant white and blue colors, found a ruler and cardboard, used the cardboard to make a sample first, and then cut it. I placed the cut paper sample on the fabric, drew the outline with a pen, and then cut it. When the fabric was not wide enough, I joined two pieces together.

In fact, the most difficult part of making clothes is not sewing, but the preliminary calculations and proofing. The styles made by Xia Qingning are not complicated. After studying design for so many years, she is familiar with the cutting formulas, so she makes clothes very quickly and starts sewing the fabric in a short while.

As the sewing machine's pedal moved up and down, the needle and thread left regular marks on the fabric, and before long, the clothes took shape.

"Step on, step on, step on, are you annoying?" At this time, He Shanshan suddenly walked out of the room and yelled at Xia Qingning.