1970s: A hot-tempered wife who accompanied a soldier to the military compound and made a fortune.

Chapter 1349 Wife, I was wrong
Hearing him say that, Chu Xue glared at him with a mixture of heartache and helplessness: "Why are you so clingy? Don't forget you're injured now."

Fu Yancheng knew his wife was worried about him: "Honey, I've been careful. It's not as serious as the doctor said."

Before he could say anything more, Chu Xue interrupted him: "What do you mean, 'you'? It's only been a short time, and this is already the second time you've injured your back. Even a back made of iron can't withstand this kind of abuse."

Thinking of how Fu Yancheng had injured his back twice, and how each time the injury was so horribly gruesome, tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.

This broke Fu Yancheng's heart. He was at a loss and said, "Wife, I was wrong. I'll go back to the ward right away. Don't cry."

Seeing him like this, Chu Xue suddenly softened and pointed to a stool not far away: "Sit there and wait."

Fu Yancheng heard Chu Xue's words and said, "Okay."

As he spoke, he reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "I'm sorry, honey, I made you worry."

Chu Xue looked up at him and said, "It's good that you know."

She helped him sit on the stool over there before walking back to the stove: "Now that you're married, you not only have me, but also our children in the future. I just want you to be safe and sound."

Fu Yancheng slowly clenched his fist at his side: "Wife, I understand."

He had heard many families in the residential compound arguing. Some complained that their husbands couldn't provide the life they wanted, while others complained that their husbands weren't promoted as quickly as others. His wife's words warmed his heart, but the more he thought about this, the more he wanted to give her the best. He couldn't help but think that he would definitely make more contributions in the future so that his wife wouldn't have to envy others.

The two chatted casually. When the chicken soup was almost done, Chu Xue turned to Fu Yancheng and said, "I'll go tell Director Du, and then we'll go back to the ward."

If the doctor hadn't said she needed to stay in the hospital for a few days to ensure the wound didn't get infected, she would have wanted to take the person home. Staying in the hospital is really inconvenient in every way.

Just as she was about to leave, she saw Director Du rushing over with a man in a Zhongshan suit: "Director Du, I was just about to look for you."

Director Du noticed Fu Yancheng's presence and a hint of unease flashed in his eyes. He asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Chu Xue waved her hand: "No, no, I just wanted to tell you that I came in a hurry and didn't bring my own bowl and chopsticks. Could I borrow one from your cafeteria? Also, I'll bring this casserole back to you later."

Director Du was also a smooth talker: "I understand, I understand. We have lunch boxes in the cafeteria. I'll bring you one over in a bit so you can use it first."

After saying that, he glanced apologetically at Fu Yancheng sitting not far away, coughed lightly, and said, "Um, Battalion Commander Fu, Comrade Xiao, I've come here to ask you for a favor."

Chu Xue watched as she drifted towards the clay pot, and guessed somewhat: "What is it?"

Director Du pointed to the anxious man beside him: "This is a distant relative of mine. He and his wife went to the cannery today, but the tractor they were riding in overturned into a ditch. His wife injured her leg, and more importantly, she is over seven months pregnant. The doctor said there are signs of miscarriage, and asked him to get some nutritious food for his wife to try to save the baby."

"Commander Fu, Comrade Xiao, they've come all this way to me for help. I have no choice but to swallow my pride and beg you to see if I could spare them a bowl of chicken soup to get them through this meal. The main problem is that even if we could get a chicken, it would take time to cook it."

(End of this chapter)