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

The children in the yard cheered. Refined flour was not often on people's tables, let alone oil-splashed noodles that were said to be so delicious that you could bite your tongue. They were all grown-up children, so how could they not be happy?

Even Lu Xiaohua, who was left aside, pursed her lips, hesitating whether to leave now.

"There are a lot of people for dinner, so help your sister-in-law prepare the meal first and leave after you finish eating."

Lu Qinchuan handed her the apron. Although she curled her lips, she finally got a way out and could eat the oil-splashed noodles again with a clear conscience.

With Li Ming's help, Zhou Ruoyu spent a high price to buy some refined rice and flour that did not require food coupons. This was her first pot of gold, but she was not a stingy person. As long as money could get her things done, she would not feel sorry for the money.

After buying these things, Zhou Ruoyu discovered that although the products traded on the black market were expensive and risky, their quality was much better than those in the grain station.

Also, because food coupons are not required, there is still a huge market space for many families who have some spare money but not enough food coupons at home.

While kneading the dough, she was thinking about going to Li Ming to get the fabric tomorrow. The straight-leg pants she prepared must not be just a showpiece, and the quality must far exceed that of the state-owned supply and marketing cooperatives. Stabilizing the market is the key.

Lu Xiaohua only knew how to make a fire. When she saw Zhou Ruoyu kneading and rolling the dough skillfully, she wanted to look away. This was not Zhou Ruoyu, who was only two months younger than her. It was obvious that she had put in at least several years of effort just to cook.

But remembering how she had retorted at noon, she opened her mouth dryly, swallowed her doubts, and changed her words to: "Can I learn all this? I want to learn too."

Zhou Ruoyu didn't even raise her eyelids: "But I don't want to teach."

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After a boring commotion, Lu Xiaohua curled her lips and said, "What's the big deal? Rice and flour are quite expensive. Even if I learn how to make it, I can't do it often."

Zhou Ruoyu straightened up and glanced at her. "Some people can take a longer-term view. People can't be without refined rice and flour forever. Sooner or later, these things will become essential items on the dining table. Besides, some people may have to go to work or school and don't have time to eat at home. A bowl of hot oil-splashed noodles, wouldn't it be delicious?"

For the first time, Lu Xiaohua did not directly refute Zhou Ruoyu after being ridiculed by her. Instead, she continued to think along the lines of what Zhou Ruoyu said, and suddenly an idea came to her mind.

She looked up and was about to speak her mind, but she found that the person standing in front of the stove was Zhou Ruoyu, whom she hated the most. She had no choice but to restrain her expression and take back the words on her lips, and continued to burn the fire silently.

She just kept slowing down her gaze on Zhou Ruoyu's hand. It didn't seem very difficult to learn. Maybe after a few more times, she would be able to do it like this.

Zhou Ruoyu caught a glimpse of Lu Xiaohua's hands moving slightly along with her movements. She curled her lips, but did not stop her. She even slowed down so that she could observe it smoothly.

Lin in the yard

Dadong ran to the kitchen window and stretched his neck to look inside: "Auntie, it smells so good. When can we have dinner?"

"It's ready to be served. Go wash your hands and get ready!" Zhou Ruoyu smiled and instructed Lin Dadong and other half-grown children.

Lu Qinchuan changed into a white shirt, rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, and walked out with a large bowl full of noodles. "Come and try Chef Zhou's oil-splashed noodles. I guarantee you'll want more and more!"

The half-grown children in the military family compound had never seen Lu Qinchuan chatting and laughing with them. They were all stunned and silent. Zhou Ruoyu took out the bowls and chopsticks and said with a smile: "Uncle Lu said that you can eat as much as you want, so hurry up and eat, I prepared two bowls for each of you!"

As if awakened from a dream, several hungry boys rushed up with cheers, each scooped a large bowl for themselves, and started eating while holding the bowl.

Daya is a girl after all, and was taught well by Zhou Shufen. Although she wanted to join in the lively atmosphere of her friends, she just held the bowl and smiled foolishly at the boys.

Captain Zhu took Zhou Ruoyu to the hospital today and finally saw Zhou Ruoyu's smiling face. He could smell the fragrance coming from the hospital through the wall. His wife and children were all eating at Lu's house, so he probably wouldn't make a difference.

So he followed the smell to the yard. Although no one greeted him, he saw Lu Qinchuan raised his eyebrows slightly at him, and then he picked up a big bowl of noodles for himself without hesitation and started to eat it with a grunt.

The big bowl of oil-splashed noodles was gone in the blink of an eye. The children ate with great relish, and several boys actually ate two bowls each.

Lin Dadong and the other two boys brought their bowls and chopsticks to the table with beaming smiles: "Auntie's oil-splashed noodles are delicious, even better than the Queen Mother's peaches!"

Zhou Ruoyu felt sour after hearing this. For these children born in this era, delicious food might only exist in legends and myths.

"Then I'll cook for you often from now on. Come over when you're free, okay?"

"That's great, that's great." The children ran out to play again with cheers.

Soon the adults finished eating, and Zhou Shufen stood up to clear the dishes, but Zhou Ruoyu stopped her: "Sister Zhou is pregnant, so it's okay for her to do less work. There are people at home doing the housework today, so we don't need to do any of it."

Lu Xiaohua hadn't completely swallowed the last mouthful of oil-splashed noodles yet, and was thinking: Is it too late to spit it out now? Why do I have to clean it up?

"Yes, there is Xiaohua. She does housework one day a week, and she has a guarantee letter here." Lu Qinchuan also added a harsh blow, and Lu Xiaohua rolled her eyes in anger.

It was almost dark when Lu Xiaohua returned home. Lai Yunlong, who had just got off work, came to pick her up on his bicycle.

"Why are you so late?" Lai Yunlong looked Lu Xiaohua up and down as soon as he saw her. "Is it difficult for you? Your fourth brother is not at home, so that woman must have let others do everything for her."

"It's okay," Lu Xiaohua sat in Lai Yunlong's back seat and put her arm around his waist while it was dark. "She can actually cook, and her cooking is so delicious. I almost suspected she was switched."

Lai Yunlong thought she was talking nonsense and quickened his pace. "Hold on steady. I'll take you home first. Su Hongmei needs me for something, and I heard Lin Siyu was taken away by the police."

Lu Xiaohua was startled and blurted out, "Hey, didn't my fourth brother beat him? How come my fourth brother is fine, but he was taken away by the police?"

Lai Yunlong slammed on the brakes and stopped the car, then asked, "Did Lu Qinchuan beat Lin Siyu?"

"Yeah," Lu Xiaohua nodded heavily, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

"I heard this with my own ears. Captain Zhu delivered a letter to Zhou Ruoyu, and then the two of them left. I was afraid that my fourth brother would be punished, so I thought of asking Sister Hongmei for help, but ended up being blocked in the yard by that shrew from Captain Zhu's family."

She paused and continued, "That woman was really fierce at the time. She said if I left the yard, she would accuse me of stealing..."

Lai Yunlong frowned and asked, "What happened next?"

Lu Xiaohua sighed and replied, "My fourth brother and Zhou Ruoyu came back before dinner, and my fourth brother said nothing happened. That's it."

Lai Yunlong touched his chin, secretly pondering the reason behind this. He knew in his heart that if it was really as Lu Xiaohua said, then Su Hongmei looking for him would definitely not be a good thing.