Forced to go to the countryside, the arrogant young lady got married and became a military wife

After Shi Qingqian followed Mrs. Zheng and Mrs. Yang around the military area and the family compound, she gained some understanding of the surrounding environment.

"Thank you so much, sisters-in-law, for accompanying me on such a long journey today," Shi Qingqian said with a smile.

Sister Zheng and Sister Yang also responded with a smile: "Sisters, don't be polite. If you have any problems in the future, come to us."

"It's almost time, you should go back first. We also need to go home and cook. Everyone in the family, big and small, is waiting with open mouths to eat."

Shi Qingqian said goodbye to her two sisters-in-law and walked home alone.

After returning home, Shi Qingqian sat on the sofa and fell asleep in a short while.

There's no way. I played all night yesterday and walked a lot this morning. I'm so tired now.

Shi Qingqian was sleeping soundly on the sofa. The sunlight shone through the window onto her, adding a soft glow to her.

Xu Huaian walked into the house with lunch and saw Shi Qingqian sleeping soundly on the sofa.

A gentle smile appeared on his face. He gently put down the lunch box in his hand and walked to the sofa.

He looked at Shi Qingqian quietly, knowing that she must be exhausted after walking so much today.

He gently covered her with a thin blanket, then sat beside her, watching over her quietly.

After a while, Shi Qingqian slowly woke up.

She opened her eyes and saw Xu Huaian looking at her tenderly.

"You're back," Shi Qingqian, who had just woken up, spoke as if she was acting coquettishly.

She kept burrowing her head into Xu Huaian's arms.

Xu Huaian gently hugged Shi Qingqian and patted her back. "Are you tired? Are you hungry? I brought you lunch."

Shi Qingqian nuzzled into Xu Huaian's arms and said softly, "I'm a little hungry."

Xu Huaian helped Shi Qingqian up, took her hand and walked to the dining table.

He opened the lunch box, and the food inside was still steaming: "Come, try the food in the cafeteria today."

Shi Qingqian looked at the food in front of her, picked up the chopsticks, and took a bite. Although the taste was not particularly delicious, it was full of home feeling.

"Not bad," Shi Qingqian said with a smile.

Xu Huaian looked at her satisfied expression, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Eat more, you are too thin."

"How have I lost weight?" Shi Qingqian glared at him.

She is not someone who pursues whiteness, youth and thinness, and her figure is very well-proportioned.

However, because the original owner had been tortured by her stepmother for more than ten years, although she had been raised for more than half a year, she still had not fully recovered to her previous figure.

Xu Huaian looked at Shi Qingqian's slightly angry expression, his eyes full of doting: "Okay, okay, you are not thin, I just want you to eat more and take better care of your body."

Shi Qingqian hummed softly and continued eating: "I'm in good health."

Xu Huaian smiled and picked up some more food for her: "You have to eat more. You played all night yesterday and walked so much today. You need to make up for it."

Shi Qingqian thought about yesterday's madness and blushed slightly: "It's all your fault."

Xu Huaian raised his lips to a wicked smile: "Why blame me? Blame me for making you too happy?"

Shi Qingqian reached out and punched him: "What nonsense are you talking about."

Xu Huaian covered his chest and said, "Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore. Come on and eat."

"By the way, how was your shopping trip with Sister Zheng and the others today?" Xu Huaian asked.

Shi Qingqian smiled and replied, "It's good, everyone is very enthusiastic."

Xu Huaian nodded and said, "The sisters-in-law in the family compound are all very nice. You can hang out with them more often in the future."

Shi Qingqian nodded: "Yes, I will. Do you still need to go to military training this afternoon?"

Xu Huaian put down his chopsticks: "Yes, there is still a training mission in the afternoon. If you are bored at home alone, you can read a book or chat with Sister Zheng and the others."

After lunch, Xu Huaian cleaned up the dishes and Shi Qingqian leaned on the sofa, feeling a little lazy.

Xu Huaian came over, sat beside her, and gently held her hand: "I'm leaving. You sit for a while and then go take a nap. Don't go out in the afternoon when the sun is too strong."

……

It was almost five o'clock when Shi Qingqian woke up from her nap, and Xu Huaian would be back in half an hour.

Her vision was still a little hazy. She rubbed her eyes and slowly sat up.

After taking a short break, Shi Qingqian got up from the bed, changed her clothes, stretched, and walked towards the door.

The moment she opened the door, she saw half of a head sticking out from outside the courtyard wall.

"..."

She wondered, who was this?

Shi Qingqian walked out of the door quietly with curiosity.

When she saw the person in front of her clearly, she was even more confused. It was an old man, wearing simple but neat clothes, with some gray hair and a face full of traces of time.

The old man was looking at her with tearful eyes, and his eyes seemed to contain countless emotions, including surprise, excitement, and an indescribable complexity.

Shi Qingqian was stunned. After carefully recalling the past, she found that she did not recognize this person in either her own memory or the original owner's memory.

"Old man, what are you doing..." she asked softly.

When the old man saw Qingqian coming out, he was momentarily flustered, his eyes flickered, and then his complicated expression returned to normal.

He trembled slightly, his lips moved, but no words came out immediately.

After a while, the old man seemed to try to calm himself down before he slowly spoke: "Child, you... do you live here?" The old man's voice was a little hoarse, with a sense of vicissitudes.

Shi Qingqian nodded, "Yes, old man, I live here. Are you looking for me?"

The old man's eyes became more eager, tears welling up in his eyes: "You are Xu Huaian's daughter-in-law, your last name is Shi?"

Shi Qingqian was slightly stunned. She didn't expect that the old man actually knew her identity.

She nodded gently, "Yes, old man, I am Xu Huaian's daughter-in-law. Who are you?"

The old man looked at Shi Qingqian with a complicated expression on his face, one that was both gratified and emotional: "Resemble, it really is alike."

Like him, like his son, and more like their family.

Shi Qingqian was confused by the old man's words, "Old man, what do you mean by 'like'? I don't quite understand."

The old man didn't answer her, but just waved his hand, turned around and left tremblingly.