Girlfriends wear 90s clothes and become military wives together

He went to the kitchen to get the dishes with a smile on his face, and did not forget to turn around and tease.

"Oh, you two are finally back. I thought I had to take the meal back and heat it up while I waited for you guys!"

As she was talking, Mrs. Zhou had already brought out the bowls, chopsticks and several plates of dipping sauce. The table was filled with several home-cooked dishes, but the only one missing was the roast chicken.

Because the roast chicken is still warm in the oven, it tastes hot when you eat it.

If it is served too early, it will become unpalatable when it gets cold.

Zhong Chuchu and Ruan Wanxin quickly went to the table and looked at the dishes. Ruan Wanxin glanced at Xiaoxiang who was picking herbal medicine for the last patient in the clinic and gave instructions.

"Mrs. Zhou, Xiaoxiang is almost done. Hurry up and bring the roast chicken over. We are so hungry and have been thinking about your cooking skills."

I have to say that Mrs. Zhou’s cooking skills are really amazing. Even Zhong Chuchu and Ruan Wanxin, who have such picky taste buds, were conquered by Mrs. Zhou’s cooking skills.

Otherwise, the two of them would not have given Mrs. Zhou three salary increases, not only because of her loyalty and hard work, but also because of her cooking skills that won their hearts.

Mrs. Zhou looked at the shining eyes of the two and said with a smile.

"Look how hungry you two are. You didn't even think about eating more for breakfast. I'll bring out the roast chicken right now. You two have to eat more to replenish your energy. With your small bodies, you can't gain weight no matter how much you eat. I was always worried that you would be blown away by the wind that day."

Hearing Mrs. Zhou's teasing, Zhong Chuchu couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, Sister Zhou, if we get fat, we probably won't be able to get married. It's a pity that we gave ourselves away before we got fat. Hurry and bring out the roast chicken."

Speaking of roast chicken, Mrs. Zhou remembered the key point, stopped and asked.

"Oh, right, I roasted the two chickens as you instructed. With our appetites, we can only eat one roasted chicken at most. So what should we do with the other chicken?"

Zhong Chuchu and Ruan Wanxin looked at each other and explained.

"Put the remaining one in the oven. When you return later, keep it warm over a small stove and send it to the Marine Battalion. Have the orderly give it to Bo Mu Nian or Chen Si Bin."

Mrs. Zhou's home is not far from Bo Mulin's unit. After dinner, Mrs. Zhou rushed back. It happened to be the army's meal time, so she brought the roast chicken over to give Bo Mulin and Chen Sibin a snack. It was also the first meal they gave to their future husbands after getting married.

Zhong Chuchu's words made Mrs. Zhou smile knowingly for no reason, and she continued.

"Oh, I didn't realize you two love your husbands so much. Okay, when I go back later, I'll just bring the roast chicken over. To keep the flavor intact, let's warm it over the stove and let them experience the benefits of having a wife!"

Zhong Chuchu: “…”

Ruan Wanxin: “…”

There is no need to deliberately make the other party appreciate their kindness, but just suddenly remember and send an extra meal.

At this time, Xiaoxiang had finished her work outside, and Mrs. Zhou urged Xiaoxiang.

"Xiaoxiang, I've been waiting for you. Go wash your hands quickly and come over to eat. After dinner, I still have to serve food to my uncles."

Urged by Mrs. Zhou, Xiaoxiang immediately ran to wash her hands in a hurry, with only a few words coming over.

"I understand. I'll go wash my hands right away and make sure I don't miss dinner."

Only Mrs. Zhou was left standing there, looking at Xiaoxiang's back with an impatient look.

Really, she didn't see how handsome those two sons-in-law were. Her two bosses liked them very much. When they looked at the two men, their eyes were almost glued to them. She had to take the roast chicken over quickly and flatter the two sons-in-law so that they would love their two bosses more. After all, their bosses were good people.

Good boss, Zhong Chuchu naturally didn't know what Mrs. Zhou was thinking. She had already torn off a piece of grilled chicken wing and took a bite. The chicken was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, mixed with the unique aroma of mushrooms, which spread in her mouth. Zhong Chuchu said to Ruan Wanxin while eating.

"This roast chicken is pretty good today. It seems to be crispier than usual. Have a chicken drumstick."

Another good boss, Ruan Wanxin, couldn't wait to pull a chicken leg off the roast chicken and stuffed it into her mouth when she heard what Zhong Chuchu said.

"Really? I'm not polite!"

Mrs. Zhou and Xiaoxiang happened to come to the table at this time. Seeing the two beautiful bosses unkemptly chewing chicken wings and drumsticks happily, they couldn't help but teasing them.

"Chu Chu, Wan Xin, if you like, eat as much as you want. There's also a chicken drumstick and a chicken wing, both are left for you."

Xiaoxiang, who was standing by, took a bite of rice and agreed.

"That's right, I'll give you both the chicken legs and wings."

In fact, the most delicious meat on a roast chicken is not the legs or wings, but the meat on the ribs.

Since the two bosses liked chicken legs and chicken wings, Xiaoxiang and Mrs. Zhou happily accepted the remaining meat, and the group of people enjoyed the meal very much.

On the other side, after getting up early in the morning, Bo Munian looked at the map on the bed sheet, sighed helplessly, changed the bed sheet, and soaked the underwear he threw away last night in a basin, preparing to come back and wash them at noon.

In the past, he only used his hands a few times a month, and even less often drew maps before bed at night. Since he met Zhong Chuchu, he used his hands three times last night and changed his underwear and bed sheets three times. This frequency is unmatched.

Bo Munian had a gloomy face. After finishing the housework in the room, he went out and made an appointment with Chen Sibin to go to the team to handle the procedures for military dependents to accompany the troops. He then went out for morning exercises with his teammates. When he came back after the training, he just passed by the office and heard the guard in the duty room shouting at him.

"Instructor Bo, Captain Chen called and said someone from the bank wants to check with you on something."

The two looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion. Why did the bank staff come to see them?

Of course, the two of them were thinking about something and didn't stop walking. They walked quickly into the duty room and picked up the phone before they found out.

It turned out that it was the two men’s new wives who used their salary cards to withdraw money. The bank was worried and called to ask whether they could let the military wives withdraw their salaries alone?

Chen Sibin and Bo Munian exchanged glances, and Chen Sibin took the microphone and spoke affirmatively to the bank staff.

"As long as you're sure the people coming to withdraw the money are Zhong Chuchu and Ruan Wanxin, then there's no problem. They're both my and Bo Munian's newlywed wives. They'll be the ones to withdraw from our payroll cards from now on. No matter the amount, just give them the money directly. You don't have to call us again."

After saying that, they hung up the phone. As they walked, they exchanged glances, reflecting on what they had just said. They smiled knowingly, thinking that their new wives must have already taken their wages to buy wedding supplies. Naturally, the two men felt relieved.

The two of them walked without stopping, heading towards the office, and went to the office together to process some documents.

Seeing that it was almost time for lunch, Bo Munian had already finished processing all the documents. He stood up, took off his military jacket, hung it on the office chair, walked to Chen Sibin's desk, and greeted him when he saw that the other party was still dealing with unfinished work.