My little country wife whom I haven't seen for eight years has come to join the army

As November approaches, the weather gradually turns cooler, the days become shorter and the nights become longer, and night falls earlier and earlier.

The two pregnant women among the military wives were already in their third trimester and had difficulty moving around. Zhou Ruoyu was worried about their health, so she asked everyone to leave work early.

She walked slowly with Zhou Shufen, enjoying the quiet time.

Zhou Shufen smiled, caressing her slightly bulging belly, her eyes gleaming with maternal love. "From the beginning until now, I've earned over a hundred yuan! That's a considerable sum, even more than Lao Zhu's monthly allowance."

After thinking about the future, she continued, "Our third child is such a lucky child. He can enjoy such a good life before he is even born. He is much happier than his two older sisters."

Her face was filled with a happy smile, and she was full of anticipation and hope for the new life in her belly.

"Her two sisters will definitely get better and better. When things go well for them, everything will go smoothly. Don't worry, Sister Zhou."

Zhou Ruoyu put her hands in Zhou Shufen's arms and half-supported her with a smile.

Zhou Shufen squeezed the banknotes in her pocket with her other hand. With the money in her hand, she felt more at ease: "Sister Xiaoyu, I feel that since you came to our compound and married Lu Qinchuan, it's like magic, everyone has gotten better.

Even Li Guihua is convinced now, and today she told me that she feels at ease working with you."

"Since the military wives trust me so much, I have to work even harder. At least every family's children can afford to go to school and eat meat, right?"

She looked at Zhou Shufen with smiling eyes, looking delicate and cute.

The two of them walked back home chatting and laughing. As soon as they turned into the alley, they saw Lu Xiaohua standing at the gate waiting for them.

Seeing the two of them show their shadows, he hurried forward, tears on his face, and pulled Zhou Ruoyu to his side, saying, "Sister-in-law, it's all my fault for being such a bad-mouthed woman, wuwu..."

"What's wrong? Tell me nicely!" Zhou Ruoyu also became nervous when she saw her like this.

"My, my, my fourth brother, he really has a terminal illness!"

The moment he mustered up the courage to say it, Lu Xiaohua burst into tears.

Zhou Shufen was also startled, but she still patted Lu Xiaohua: "What nonsense are you talking about? Isn't Captain Lu out on a mission?"

"He's back. This morning, my fourth sister-in-law and I saw him when we went to the hospital for IV drip. At that time, we were wondering why he didn't go home but showed up at the hospital... Woohoo, sister-in-law, my prediction came true. He really has a terminal illness..."

Seeing her incoherent speech, Zhou Ruoyu knew she was really anxious and asked gently, "Is he home?"

Wiping away tears, Lu Xiaohua nodded heavily: "He just came back, all dirty, and fell on the bed as soon as he entered the room. He didn't say anything when asked. Woo woo, I said that he didn't look like he was going to do anything good this morning, and sure enough..."

"Wait, he didn't tell you about the terminal illness? Did you come up with it yourself?"

"Yeah," Lu Xiaohua blinked his misty eyes, "Does he need to tell me that? I can guess it just by looking at his half-dead look."

"Sister Zhou, please go back first. It's nothing."

Zhou Ruoyu was also afraid that Zhou Shufen would worry too, so she glared at Lu Xiaohua, who was confused.

Zhou Shufen looked towards her yard and said, "My husband, Lao Zhu, seems to be back too. I'll go back and ask him if he knows what's going on."

When Lu Xiaohua saw Zhou Shufen leave, she cried even harder: "This morning, I started to wonder if he had another woman outside. I'm his biological sister, and I can think of my own brother like that. I'm really not a human being."

"What would you do if he got a terminal illness? You're only nineteen, and you're a widow at such a young age, without even a child. What will you do in the future?"

"you shut up!"

Zhou Ruoyu always felt that if a person's character was too straightforward, to put it nicely, he could be called straightforward, but to put it bluntly, he could be called a fool, just like Lu Xiaohua in front of him.

After being yelled at by Zhou Ruoyu, Lu Xiaohua stopped crying and sobbed, "Then go and persuade him. He just lay on the bed with his eyes wide open, not saying a word."

There was an incandescent lamp on in the main room. When she walked into the bedroom, a smell of sweat and foot odor hit her in the face. In the dim light, she saw Lu Qinchuan lying straight on the bed.

She couldn't help but feel uneasy. Lu Qinchuan was not usually the kind of person who was melancholy about the passing of time. Thinking of his lonely expression in the morning, could it be that Lu Xiaohua's bad words really came true?

Just as she was about to go forward to take a closer look, Lu Qinchuan suddenly sat up, staring at her blankly with lifeless eyes.

"You, when did you come back? Are you hungry?"

She spoke softly and didn't dare to get straight to the point. When people are vulnerable, they are afraid of being hit on the head, and she didn't dare to be the bad guy.

"I..." Lu Qinchuan's voice was hoarse and dry, "I came back this morning, but something happened and I didn't go home."

Zhou Ruoyu slowly walked to the door and reached out to turn on the light.

The light suddenly came on, blinding the man who had just been in darkness. He subconsciously raised his hands to cover his eyes, trying to ease the discomfort.

"I'll go boil some water for you to wash. I just came back from the factory and haven't eaten yet. Let's cook some noodles tonight."

As Zhou Ruoyu spoke, she briskly took her apron from the door and skillfully tied it around her waist.

“Little fish…”

The hoarse and weak voice once again penetrated her eardrums. Zhou Ruoyu's heart suddenly tightened, and an indescribable pain spread instantly.

She stopped what she was doing and her eyes involuntarily turned towards the direction of the sound.

She walked towards him with a smile, and when she got close she was startled.

There was a light stubble on his chin, and it looked like he hadn't shaved for a long time.

His face was full of fatigue, and his eyes were bloodshot, making him look very haggard.

He slowly opened his arms, wrapped them around her slender waist, then buried his head deeply in her warm arms, motionless.

This is bad, it is definitely confirmed. He is only twenty-four or twenty-five years old. What terminal illness does he have?

Zhou Ruoyu's heart was beating like a drum, but on the surface she remained calm. She just reached out and gently stroked his hair, and asked softly, "Lu Qinchuan, what's wrong with you? Is there something you're hiding from me?"

We are husband and wife, partners who can share happiness and bear hardships together."

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and made a firm decision in just that instant.

Although my purpose in marrying him was simple, it was just to have a place to settle down.

But people are all made of flesh and blood. How can there be no feelings after being together for a long time?

Since he is sick, he should be treated. She can definitely accompany him through the difficulties.

Her words obviously made Lu Qinchuan even sadder. He tightened his arms and held her waist tighter. She even felt his face pressed against her chest, which was already a little wet.

"Xiao Yu..." His mouth was buried in his chest, and what he said was vague. I couldn't hear what he said next.

She lifted his head up with all her strength and stared into his lifeless eyes. "Lu Qinchuan, let me tell you again, even though I'm a woman, I never shy away from anything. No matter what happens to you, I can stand by you through it all."

Lu Qinchuan avoided her gaze, lowered his head and stammered, "Xiaoyu, let's get a divorce."