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Intimate?

Two words?

Zhan Xinyue came from the future, and immediately made the connection, without thinking too much, as if answering a question: "Husband."

"Squeak", it was the sound of a car braking suddenly.

Sheng Tunan stepped on the brakes and his hands holding the steering wheel were shaking with excitement.

The man turned to look at Zhan Xinyue in disbelief, his voice filled with uncertainty and surprise: "Xinyue, what did you call me just now? Can you call me again?"

Zhan Xinyue finally reacted, feeling ashamed and embarrassed. She wished she could dig a hole in the car and climb down.

"I didn't say anything. It's better if I didn't hear it." Zhan Xinyue turned her head to look out the window. After thinking for a while, she felt that this was a trap set by Sheng Tunan. She turned her head back and looked at Sheng Tunan with a reproachful look: "Just say what you want me to call you."

"Tunan." Sheng Tunan pursed his lips and smiled. He knew that Zhan Xinyue's calling him husband was probably just a simple answer to the question.

But it doesn’t matter, he will definitely hear it a second, third, and countless times in the future.

"When we were at home, you called me Tuanan like this in front of grandma," Sheng Tuanan explained.

When Zhan Xinyue heard this, she realized that she had wronged Sheng Tunan. She said in a low voice, a little embarrassed, "Then I will call you Tunan from now on."

"Okay." Sheng Tunan agreed with a smile, started the car and went home.

"Today is a good day, everything you want can come true."

In 1977, Hua Guohai didn’t have a car stereo, but now Sheng Tunan desperately wanted to express his inner happiness and began to hum "Good Days".

Today is a memorable day. It is the first time that Zhan Xinyue called him husband. Although it may have been just a momentary impulse of words, she did call him that, and her voice was clear and pleasant, which was particularly nice to hear.

This song has not been released yet, so Sheng Tunan doesn't dare to sing too loudly, but Zhan Xinyue can hear it.

Not only can I hear it, but I can hear it clearly. This person usually speaks so nicely, how come he sings so, so...

Well, it can't be said to be bad, in fact the voice is still very loud, it's just too white and tone-deaf, it feels like someone is reading quickly.

Sheng Tunan felt Zhan Xinyue's gaze, and with a little pride on his face, he asked, "How is it? Am I a good singer?"

Zhan Xinyue wanted to hold her forehead and smile bitterly, but she felt that this action was a little greasy, so she just smiled bitterly, "You tone-deaf people, can't you hear that you are singing out of tune?"

"Am I tone-deaf?" Sheng Tunan was surprised.

"I always lead the singing in every military chorus."

Zhan Xinyue thought for a moment and said, "Military songs mainly require a loud and clear voice. Your voice and confidence are quite good."

Sheng Tunan stopped singing, and there was still some EMO in his voice. Xinyue actually didn't like his singing, which he was proud of.

Zhan Xinyue noticed that the man was in a bad mood. Just as she was about to say a few words to comfort him, the car had already driven into the Sheng family's yard, and a strong smell of meat wafted into the air.

"This is the taste of free-range chicken." Zhan Xinyue sniffed. She liked chicken more than meat.

Especially for authentic local chicken, you don’t need too much seasoning, just use a little unpeeled ginger and a little salt. People in Zhishan like spicy food, so just add some green peppers.

The local chicken made in this way retains its original flavor as much as possible, and is fresh and delicious. In one word: it is extremely delicious.

"Grandma, we're back." Zhan Xinyue got out of the car and greeted Grandma Sheng happily.

"Xinyue, come quickly. Grandma has cooked chicken liver for you. Come in and eat." The old lady's kind voice came from the kitchen.

Zhan Xinyue and Sheng Tunan went in and saw Grandma Sheng pulling out a paper-wrapped chicken liver from the ashes on the stove.

The old man's hands didn't seem to be afraid of the heat, and he pinched it directly, "It's cooked."

After saying that, he took out a bowl and chopsticks, peeled off the paper, put it in the bowl, and handed it to Zhan Xinyue: "Xinyue, chicken liver is good for your eyes. It will brighten your eyes. Here you go."

Zhan Xinyue was about to let her grandmother eat it, but when she thought that it was best for the elderly not to eat offal, she smiled and took it: "Thank you, grandma."

After that, he used chopsticks to divide the chicken liver into two halves, ate half himself, and handed the rest to Sheng Tunan: "You eat too, soldiers need better eyesight."

Sheng Tunan, who had been feeling a little depressed, immediately became happy. He hurriedly took it and happily swallowed the chicken liver in one gulp.

"The liver of a local chicken doesn't have a fishy smell. When I was a kid, my grandma and my great-grandmother would cook it for me like this whenever they killed a chicken. Wrap the chicken liver with white paper, wrap it several times, wet it with water, and bury it under the fire in the earthen stove. It's ready to eat when it's cooked. It's really delicious."

"Grandma, did you kill your only chicken?" Nowadays every household can raise three chickens. Grandma Sheng is not in good health and can't take care of so many chickens. She keeps one chicken at home mainly to prevent snakes.

"Well, today is the day you and Xinyue are getting engaged. Grandma doesn't have anything to give you, so she killed a chicken and the three of us will have a good meal to celebrate."

Grandma Sheng put the chicken into a large bowl and prepared to stir-fry some red amaranth.

"Grandma, you and Xinyue go to the main room and wait. I'll prepare the rest of the dishes." Sheng Tunan rolled up his sleeves.

“That’s fine.” Grandma Sheng’s eyesight wasn’t very good, and the smoke from the kitchen made her feel a little uncomfortable. But even though she couldn’t see clearly, she had cooked the chicken many times, so it wouldn’t affect the taste at all.

Zhan Xinyue carried the bowl to the main room. The chicken in the bowl was golden in color and had a rich aroma. It looked delicious at first glance.

Sheng Tunan skillfully stir-fried some red amaranth, smashed a cucumber, and made a loofah soup. One meat dish, one vegetable dish, one cold dish, and a soup, and he was all set.

Zhan Xinyue was also busy. She rinsed and hung out the newly bought clothes. Her grandmother had poor eyesight, so Zhan Xinyue didn't tell her, for fear that she would rush to wash the clothes. She waited until they were dry before giving them to her.

Open the main door and the back door of the main room, and you won’t feel hot even if there is a breeze.

Sheng Tunan brought the dishes to the table, Zhan Xinyue helped serve the rice, and the three of them sat down around a small square table.

"Grandma, this chicken leg is for you." Zhan Xinyue picked up some food for Grandma Sheng.

The old lady was about to give it to Zhan Xinyue when she heard Sheng Tunan say, "Grandma, this is a gift from your granddaughter-in-law."

When the old lady heard this, she really didn't refuse, and said with a smile: "Okay, my granddaughter-in-law is filial, grandma will eat it."

Zhan Xinyue had very fair skin and was easily shy, so her face turned red and she lowered her head to eat.

"Xinyue, there is another chicken leg for you to eat." A chicken leg appeared in the bowl.

"Yeah." Zhan Xinyue didn't pretend to be polite and started eating by picking up the food.

This old hen was a big portion, and it came with two dishes and a soup. Grandma had a small appetite and couldn’t eat much, so by the time the three of them put down their bowls and chopsticks, half of the chicken was still left.

"Xinyue, for the rest, make some noodles tonight. Make two simple bowls of chicken noodles for you and grandma."

"Okay." Zhan Xinyue agreed.

"Two bowls? Tuanan, you don't want to eat?" Grandma Sheng asked.

"Grandma, I'm going back to the army."

Grandma Sheng nodded and did not try to persuade him to stay. She only said, "Go ahead and be careful. When you wanted to join the army, your grandfather and I supported you. Now that you are in uniform and are the head of a regiment, you must not let the country down."

"I know, grandma." Sheng Tunan agreed and hugged the already thin old woman.

"Tunan, you're getting married soon. From now on, you'll have someone to worry about. You must be extra careful when you go on a mission. Now, Xinyue is also your responsibility."