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

Lai Yunlong was very enthusiastic towards Lu's parents, but his attitude towards Zhou Ruoyu was a bit hard to describe. Although he knew her identity, he deliberately mentioned Su Hongmei several times in front of her.

But when it comes to Su Hongmei, the Lu couple are also unhappy.

When the atmosphere became very awkward, Lai Yunlong had no choice but to say that he had work to do and would come back to see the two elders at another time, and then he slipped out.

It was getting late, and the sentries began to help them put the food on the table. It was all food from the canteen, and each lunch box contained a white flour bun and stir-fried vegetables with meat.

Lu Fuxiang, who had never seen white flour all year round, was so excited: "Little brother, do the soldiers eat this for every meal?"

The young sentry swallowed hard. "No way. The whole country is in this situation right now, how can the army be any better? Captain Lu bought this from the cafeteria with his own salary. Captain Lu should be back for dinner soon."

As they were talking, the arrogant jeep came to a sudden stop outside the gate with a roar.

Lu Qinchuan dusted himself off and walked in with big strides.

"Dad, Mom...you must be hungry. Come sit down and eat."

After calling mom and dad, Lu Qinchuan glanced lightly at Zhou Ruoyu's face, but did not mention her name.

Zhou Ruoyu sat down, her mind focused, quietly breaking off a piece of steamed bun and beginning to eat. After a year without a single bite of meat and several days of exhausting travel, how could she not find food delicious?

Since we are here, we should make the best of it. The original body lacks meat, and Zhou Ruoyu is really hungry now. She doesn't want to use her energy to study the relationship between Lu Qinchuan and Su Hongmei. She just wants to fill her stomach first and have the strength to move on to the next step, right?

Lu Fuxiang and Wang Guizhen were also normal people and were hungry. So they each picked up their steamed buns and started eating. This meal was even better than the one they had during the Chinese New Year. The four of them didn't say another word.

Born to be a hard worker, Lu Fuxiang had to fight for every second to eat. Soon, he finished his meal, picked up his pipe, and squatted against the wall to smoke.

Lu Qinchuan quickly put down the half steamed bun in his hand, turned around and took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer: "Dad, smoking these cigarettes will be less harmful than smoking dry tobacco."

"You keep it. I'm not used to smoking these things." Lu Fuxiang was thinking about how to scold him after he had finished his meal, so he didn't give Lu Qinchuan a good look and even rolled his eyes.

Lu Qinchuan put down his cigarette awkwardly, turned around and sat down at the dinner table again.

Wang Guizhen and Zhou Ruoyu were still eating in silence. He only stuffed half of the steamed bun in his hand into his mouth and put the remaining half into Zhou Ruoyu's lunch box.

Zhou Ruoyu, who was still growing, was indeed not full. She wanted to freeze time at this meal, so she kept eating. Unexpectedly, when the lunch box was about to be empty, there was another half steamed bun in it.

She just glanced at Lu Qinchuan and grabbed the steamed bun without hesitation, saying she would eat it after she was full.

This subtle movement certainly couldn't be hidden from Wang Guizhen, who was sitting next to Zhou Ruoyu. She pursed her lips, put down her chopsticks, burped comfortably and contentedly, and said to Lu Fuxiang in the corner, "His father, it seems the army still has the best people. If the fourth child does well, can we all move in?"

Lu Fuxiang had just finished a bag of dry tobacco. He looked around but couldn't find a place to knock the ashes, so he simply knocked the ashes onto the wooden floor in front of him. Lu Qinchuan saw that there were still some unburned ashes from his father's knocked out cigarettes, so he went over to collect them for safety reasons.

Lu Fuxiang was unhappy: "Look, look. My parents are already looking down on me right after they came. Even if I were given a fortune, I wouldn't come. We don't have no family, so why should I look at his face like that!"

Lu Qinchuan said bitterly, "Dad, there's fire in the ashes. This floor is made of wood, so it's easy to catch fire. If you have fire in your heart, just tell me directly."

Having said that, Lu Fuxiang had the opportunity to vent his anger. He stood up angrily, put his pipe on his waist, and said in a rough voice:

"Your mother and I weren't bored at home and had to come see you. Now that we've come to this, let's talk it over. Xiaoyu is your wife, so you can't blame her for this. You should break up with that woman surnamed Su as soon as possible!"

"Dad..." Lu Qinchuan knew his parents had misunderstood him at the gate, and he explained with a smile: "Nurse Su and I are just comrades-in-arms. The sentries were just joking for fun. Don't take it seriously."

Wang Guizhen looked her son up and down, nodding with satisfaction. "Our fourth son has grown into a handsome man in recent years. Even the young ladies and wives on the street can hardly miss him. We should send Xiaoyu here to prevent those women with bad consciences from making advances on him."

Crooked, crooked again! Lu Qinchuan glanced at Zhou Ruoyu, whose mouth was still moving, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "Mom and Dad, this marriage between Xiaoyu and me cannot be counted. It is a feudal dregs. Not to mention that I am a soldier, even if I were an ordinary citizen, this marriage would not be counted."

"What? Just because you say it doesn't count, it doesn't count?"

Lu Fuxiang rushed over to him with his head tilted, trembling as he pulled out a yellowed piece of letter paper from his trouser pocket and shook it open: "This is the marriage certificate signed by your uncle Zhou and I. He has been dead for over a year now. He didn't even get to see Xiaoyu get married at the age of sixteen. He must have died with regrets. Now you want to cancel the marriage? How could I give birth to a beast like you!"

Hearing that Zhou's father had passed away, Lu Qinchuan's heart sank. He knew that after Zhou's father passed away, Zhou Ruoyu no longer had any relatives or support in this world.

Zhou Ruoyu had swallowed the last bite of steamed bun, straightened her back and was looking at him.

Lu Qinchuan clenched his fists, frowned, and said in a muffled voice: "That was only an agreement between you and Uncle Zhou. This is a new era. You can't influence your children's marriage based solely on your agreement. Dad, even if you beat me to death today, I won't recognize this marriage!"

"Okay! You said it, so I'm going to beat you to death today!"

Lu Fuxiang put down the yellowed marriage certificate and began to look for someone to help him. Wang Guizhen knew his hot temper very well and advised him in a shrill voice: "His father, this is the army, we can't do anything rash. He is in the army, we can't hit him! His father, his father——".

While persuading Lu Fuxiang, he pushed Lu Qinchuan out. The dining table was knocked over and the lunch box fell to the ground. In an instant, the scene in the room suddenly changed and there was chaos.

Zhou Ruoyu, who was standing outside the family of three, quietly took the yellowed marriage certificate. It was actually just two crooked sentences written by the eldest brother Zhou: "Due to illness, the eldest brother Zhou is unable to raise his young daughter Zhou Ruoyu, so he hands her over to his sworn brother Lu Fuxiang to raise her. She will marry the fourth brother when she turns sixteen." Following it were the two people's crooked names.