The mother of the era is reborn to support her cannon fodder children!

Chapter 367 "Threatening People Are All Cute"

With half an hour left before the holiday, Lin Zhao began packing her things. In less than a minute, she had taken her bag out of the closet and packed her things.

Li Fenle spoke up, "Alright, if you can't stand it, then leave. There aren't many people here anyway. I'll watch the counter for you."

"No need, it's only a few minutes left. I'll just bear with it a little longer; the countdown is already over anyway," Lin Zhao said with a smile, politely declining.

“Okay, let’s hold on a little longer,” Li Fen said.

Wang Ju covered her mouth and said, "The word 'endure' perfectly captures Zhao Zhao's state of mind."

Lin Zhao tickled her, saying, "Aju understands me best."

Wang Ju couldn't help but laugh, but being reserved by nature, she suppressed her laughter and twisted her body, saying, "No, no..."

She's covered in ticklish spots; if you pinch them even slightly, they'll squelch and squelch uncontrollably.

Hearing Aju's laughter, Lin Zhao couldn't help but laugh out loud as well, letting go of her hand.

"Akiku, you're so cute."

Just rub it.

Wang Ju froze, her face flushed red, and she stammered, "You, you're cute."

Lin Zhao's starry eyes curved into crescents as she reached out and tugged at Aju's braid. "Come to my house during the New Year if you have time. I'll treat you to hot pot."

She occasionally brought food home, and Wang Ju had tasted her cooking before. Knowing that her good friend was a good cook, her eyes lit up when she heard that she was going to treat her to hot pot. "Okay, I'll definitely come!"

"Just ask anyone in the brigade, and they'll know which family I live in," Lin Zhao said with a smile.

"Okay!" Wang Ju replied, already thinking about what to bring.

"Is there anything you particularly want to eat? I'll try my best to make it happen for you," Lin Zhao asked in a good mood.

"Can I have some candied sweet potatoes that Zhaozhao makes?" Wang Ju asked expectantly.

"arrange."

"Zhaozhao is so nice~"

Suddenly, Wang Ju stared intently at the young man who lifted the curtain and walked into the supply and marketing cooperative.

This man was very tall, taller than she had ever seen. He was wearing a military uniform, had a neat buzz cut, and sharp, cold eyes. He was quite handsome.

It looks familiar.

The person at the door strolled closer, his eyes fixed on the most beautiful and radiant girl in the world, his gaze like melting snow, tinged with a faint smile.

"Ahem..." He coughed lightly.

Wang Ju gently nudged Lin Zhao's shoulder and whispered, "Zhao Zhao, your Comrade Gu..."

Lin Zhao placed her hands on the counter, her face pressed against her arms, not wanting to move for a while. But when she heard Aju's words, she suddenly raised her head.

Upon seeing Gu Chenghuai, he abruptly stood up.

"Gu Chenghuai?" She rubbed her eyes.

That person is still here.

Lin Zhao walked around the counter and quickly stood in front of the man, her bright eyes fixed on him. "When will you arrive?"

"Just arrived." Gu Chenghuai's deep, pleasant voice rang out.

The two stood together, one handsome and masculine, the other a bright and beautiful peony; they looked perfectly matched.

Wang Ju bit the back of her hand, her lips curling up in a smile.

I'm full.

Just then, the familiar clock-out bell rang.

"Holiday! Holiday! Holiday!" Lin Zhao said happily three times, turned around, leaned against the counter, and bent down to take her bag from the stool.

"Happy holiday, Aju, I'm off now." She waved to Wang Ju.

He smiled at Li Fen again and said, "Happy holiday, Sister Fen."

Happy holidays everyone, see you after the New Year.

"See you after the New Year," the sales clerks from the supply and marketing cooperative replied, their gazes lingering on Lin Zhao and Gu Chenghuai, their faces bearing friendly smiles.

Gu Chenghuai nodded to his wife's colleague and left with Zhaozhao.

"Was that Comrade Lin's man just now?" Comrade Qi couldn't help but ask.

"Don't you already know? You're just asking a question you already know the answer to," Li Fen said irritably as she packed her things.

"I'm just confirming it. That person looks cold and lifeless, scary. Comrade Lin is really brave." Comrade Qi sighed. "This is different from what I thought. I thought... I thought Comrade Lin would like the pale-faced scholar type. She's so delicate, fragrant and soft. How could a hard man know how good she is?"

Li Fen: "..."

"You worry too much." A hint of annoyance appeared on her face. "How do you know he's cold and aloof at home, in front of his wife?"

"Yeah, with Zhao Zhao's pretty face, her man would be smitten with her." Qi chuckled lewdly, seemingly lost in thought. "Hehehehehe..."

Wang Ju: "..."

Li Fen: "..."

……

Lin Zhao unlocked the bicycle.

Gu Chenghuai took the car, casually hung the luggage bag on the front of the car, and said to Lin Zhao, "Wife, get in the car, let's go home."

Lin Zhao wrapped her arms around the man's lean waist and jumped onto the back seat.

"set off!"

Winter clothes are thick, and Gu Chenghuai was wearing a black sweater that his wife had sent him underneath, with a military jacket on top. However, the moment Zhao Zhao's hand touched his waist, he still felt a tingling sensation spread throughout his body.

His hand grasped Lin Zhao's hand faster than reason could. The touch was soft and smooth, and the man was slightly taken aback, his throat bobbing slightly.

"Gu Chenghuai, you're taking advantage of me." A sweet voice came from behind.

A hint of helplessness flashed in Gu Chenghuai's eyes, and he chuckled softly, "You're my wife, it's not illegal to touch your hand."

"Sophistry," Lin Zhao scoffed.

"How is that sophistry?" Gu Chenghuai exerted force with his right leg, and the bicycle sped off, feeling somewhat out of control. He subconsciously squeezed the brakes.

A cheerful laugh came from behind me.

Shocked, aren't you?

Gu Chenghuai turned his head. "What's going on?"

Is that a bicycle?!

"My uncle helped me modify it, he installed a gearbox, isn't it fast?" Lin Zhao said proudly.

"Quickly," Gu Chenghuai replied.

He turned around, pushed off with his right leg again, and the bicycle slid out of its original position.

"That's good, you won't have a hard time commuting to and from get off work."

Lin Zhao swung her legs, looked around, and seeing no one, she reached out and put her arm around her man's waist.

"Gu Chenghuai, I miss you."

Gu Chenghuai's firm and cold heart softened, and his eyes became gentle and full of tenderness.

"Me too."

Lin Zhao was dissatisfied. "What is it?"

Want to listen.

Gu Chenghuai's brows relaxed, his eyes overflowing with tenderness. "I miss you too, I dream about you all the time."

Lin Zhao was now satisfied.

Her slender, delicate fingers poked the man's firm back.

"A mouth is for conveying feelings. We've been separated for so long, and if you keep everything bottled up, sooner or later..."

Before she could finish speaking, Gu Chenghuai, who had guessed what she was going to say, interrupted her with a cold and deep voice, "There's no such thing as soon as or late, we'll be fine!"

“…You’re being mean to me.” Lin Zhao tried to pull her hand away.

My hands were held.

The man's calloused fingertips caressed Lin Zhao's fingers.

“It’s not ominous; I don’t want to hear anything unlucky,” he emphasized.

"Who told you to be mute?" Lin Zhao squeezed the man's fingers back.

“I didn’t pretend to be mute. If you have something to say, go back and say it. If you catch a cold, you’ll cough again.” Gu Chenghuai’s voice was very soft.

Lin Zhao coughs when she catches a cold, once or twice a year. She doesn't think much of it, but Gu Chenghuai is very concerned about it.

"You're shielding me from the wind, and I'm wearing a scarf so the wind can't get in." He was wearing the scarf his wife had sent him, but Zhao Zhao didn't say a word, as if she hadn't seen it.

After thinking it over, Gu Chenghuai frowned, feeling somewhat depressed.

“Gu Chenghuai, you look very handsome in a scarf, especially strikingly handsome. Is it warm? I knitted a lot, and Qingzhou and Yunjin also have some.” Lin Zhao suddenly spoke up.

Gu Chenghuai's tense expression instantly softened, like a stream flowing when the new snow melts, making him appear much more gentle.

"It's very warm." He said in a tone of feigned composure and boastfulness, "People in the army all envy my wife for being skillful and caring about me."

"Of course I care about you. You're very important to me, just as important as my four children," Lin Zhao said sweetly.

In short, Deputy Regiment Commander Gu, whose mind was always on his wife, was coaxed into pouting.

"You're important to me too." Afraid that his wife would dislike him for being mute again, he finally spoke up.

“That’s a must.” Lin Zhao felt it was only natural. “I’m your dear wife, I’ve given birth to your children and taken care of the family. If you don’t value me the most, I won’t like you anymore.”

She was pampered by her family since childhood and has never been a considerate person; she always stays true to her own feelings.

"You are the most important." Gu Chenghuai said, word by word.

The arm around his waist tightened slightly, and his thin lips curved into a slight smile.

His wife is so cute.

Threatening people is cute!

Gu Chenghuai gripped the hood with one hand and held Lin Zhao's hand with the other. The couple faced the cold wind and headed towards the harvest brigade.

When he arrived at the brigade, the villagers saw the capable person who had come from the village, and there was another lively scene.

"Cheng Huai is back!!~"

"I heard Cheng Huai has become a regimental commander. He's really capable!"

"Chenghuai hasn't been home for the Spring Festival for several years. This year is good, we can have a reunion!"

……

Gu Chenghuai humbly exchanged pleasantries with the people from his hometown, his demeanor neither arrogant nor humble, which made them feel very comfortable.

He was surrounded by people, holding Lin Zhao's hand with his left hand without letting go. Afraid that his wife would be squeezed, he pulled her to his side.

Everyone was so engrossed in chatting with Gu Chenghuai that they didn't notice what was happening.

The Gu family rushed over upon hearing the news of Gu Chenghuai's return.

Gu's mother ran in the lead.

"Chenghuai, Mother's Chenghuai is back!"

Before the person even entered, their voice rang out.

Seeing her son surrounded by people, Gu's mother started to sternly chase them away again.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Can't you talk about this another day? My third son has been on the train for several days to get back. Let him go home and wash up first. You guys are really inconsiderate..."

The overprotective old lady had an incredibly loud voice, criticizing one thing after another.

When facing her son, however, she was the most loving and affectionate.

"Chenghuai, go back first, take a shower and get some sleep. We can talk when you're refreshed."

A warm feeling welled up in Gu Chenghuai's heart. "Okay, Mother."

Gu's mother then looked at Lin Zhao with a big smile on her face, "Zhao Zhao, you must be tired after a long day at work. Go back and rest with Cheng Huai."

"Mm." Lin Zhao smiled at her mother-in-law, her dark eyes filled with gratitude.

"Go quickly." Mother Gu's lips curled up.

The couple left the spot.

Just arrived at the door.

"Comrade Lin."

Lin Zhao turned her head and saw several educated youths.

"What is it?" she asked, puzzled, wondering why these educated youths wanted to see her.

Wen Huaiyuan glanced at Gu Chenghuai, hesitated for a moment, and stepped forward awkwardly, saying, "We need to talk to you about something."

Before Lin Zhao could ask any more questions, he scratched his head and said directly, "We wanted to ask if we could borrow your washing machine, the kind that costs money."

Lin Zhao was slightly taken aback.

This matter.

She shook her head and smiled apologetically, "Personal belongings, I won't lend them out."

"Oh, never mind then, thank you for your time," Wen Huaiyuan said politely, and left with the other educated youth.

Gu Chenghuai raised an eyebrow, "A washing machine?"

“My uncle got it!” Lin Zhao’s bright, watery eyes shone as she pulled down her black scarf, revealing a fair complexion with a rosy glow. “Qingzhou knows the whole story. If you want to know, have him tell you.”

Gu Chenghuai nodded and pushed his bicycle into the house.

Once inside the courtyard, my restless heart felt like it had found its home, and my body and mind relaxed.

He put down his luggage and went to the kitchen to drink some water.

Lin Zhao took off her scarf and light gray woolen coat, put them back in the house, and went to the kitchen to start a fire.

"Let me boil some water for you first, then you can take a shower. By the time you're done, dinner should be ready."

Gu Chenghuai half-squatted down next to Lin Zhao, taking over her work, "I'll do it."

Lin Zhao rested her chin on her hand and stared at him. "You cook too?"

"Hmm." Gu Chenghuai replied with a stern face, "I told you, you don't need to do anything when I'm at home."

Lin Zhao leaned down and kissed the corner of his mouth, her voice sweet, "Gu Chenghuai, you're so good."

She wasn't finished with just one kiss; she reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, her smooth face brushing against Gu Chenghuai's warm neck skin. "It's so nice to have you at home."

"When you're not home, I cut my hand while I was tending the fire, and nobody cared. It was so sad." She held up her hand, which had already healed from the cut, and pouted.

Gu Chenghuai was particularly susceptible to this. He was already very obedient to Lin Zhao, and if his wife acted coquettishly, he could turn into a tyrannical ruler.

"You cut your hand? How did you cut it?!" He held Lin Zhao's hand and examined it carefully. Even though he couldn't find the wound, he felt sorry for her.

"If there's any hard or tiring work, call on Big Brother, Second Brother, or Qingzhou. If they need anything, call on Bangbang. He's already ten years old, so he should be very useful."

Lin Zhao: "..."

“That’s your nephew, your own son.”

Gu Chenghuai gently retorted, "You are his third aunt."

He said in a matter-of-fact tone, "My wife is so good to them, she always thinks of them, so it's only natural that they listen to you."

After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed Lin Zhao's fingertips.

Then he took her hand in his palm and tightened it.

"Wife, come with me to the army after the New Year. I don't want to be separated from you." Gu Chenghuai's voice was slightly deep.

Lin Zhao hugged him. "Okay, I'll go with you."

Gu Chenghuai's eyes were gentle.

After an unknown amount of time, the man's deep, restrained voice rang out, "Zhaozhao, hug me again tonight, my legs are numb..."

Lin Zhao quickly let go of her hand and covered her mouth with a laugh.

Gu Chenghuai glanced at her helplessly yet indulgently, then stood up. A tingling sensation spread throughout his legs, quite a pleasant ache.

“Where are the children?” he asked.

"At the old house, I guess. They probably haven't heard that you're back yet. If they had, they would have rushed home immediately."

Just then, a hurried voice rang out.

"Dad!" Hengbao shouted.

Yu Bao chimed in, "Mommy, Grandma said my daddy's back, but where is he?!"

They couldn't run fast while holding their younger siblings' hands, so they came back later than usual.

Lin Zhao nudged Gu Chenghuai's shoulder and urged, "I'm watching the fire. Your son is calling you. Go and hug them."

Worried that Gu Chenghuai would put on airs again, she added, "The children miss you."

Gu Chenghuai's cold face softened as he walked towards the courtyard.

"I am here."

(End of this chapter)