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Chapter 19 Who is really reforming whom?
An Min's words, which were clearly a joke, caused Liang Yi's smile to gradually fade.

"If I still had a problem with you, I would never go on another blind date with you."

Liang Yi's serious expression reminded An Min of their first meeting.

He also had a stern face, exuding the air of a leader.

"I understand what you mean. Don't worry, I won't have any other thoughts now that I've agreed."

As for what she was really thinking, how could An Min possibly tell Liang Yi?

However, Liang Yi clearly did not intend to delve into the matter. Having said what he needed to say, he did not say anything more.

True to his word, Liang Yi gathered several of the most efficient soldiers from the battalion the very next day to clean the house.

He rolled up his sleeves and got to work with them.

Dust filled the dilapidated house, and several people were busy sweeping, shoveling, and wiping.

Liang Yi was carrying a broken cabinet out when he heard a soft, clear voice coming from the doorway.

"Commander Liang."

Hearing the sound, Liang Yi looked up and saw An Min standing at the gate of the courtyard, carrying a thermos and a cloth bag.

She changed into a clean and crisp blue Lenin suit, and her hair was neatly combed back, revealing her smooth forehead.

She had probably just walked over; her cheeks were slightly red from the wind, making her skin appear even whiter.

She stood there quietly, out of place in the dusty, dilapidated courtyard, like a painting suddenly embedded in a rough backdrop.

The soldiers working inside the house also heard the commotion and turned around to look.

This is incredible.

The room, which had been clanging and making noise just moments before, suddenly became so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard.

The young men stared wide-eyed.

They'd never seen anyone so...so good-looking in the camp before.
She looks like she stepped right out of a magazine!

Her skin was as white as a peeled egg, her eyes were dark and bright, and her nose and mouth were particularly... particularly smooth!
The key was her temperament; she was quiet and reserved, unlike the loud, boisterous local girls they had met before.

"Liang...Liang Tuan..."

The young soldier closest to the door stared wide-eyed as his broom clattered to the ground.

Seeing this, Liang Yi quickly tossed the broken cabinet aside.

He dusted off his hands, strode over, and stood in front of An Min, blocking those staring eyes.

Hey you rough young men, what are you looking at?

He cleared his throat and introduced, "This is Comrade An Min, who will be your sister-in-law from now on."

"Sister-in-law... Sister-in-law, hello!"

The soldiers then snapped out of their daze, quickly stood up straight, shouted at the top of their lungs, their faces flushed red, their eyes wanting to look but not daring to glance too brazenly.

No wonder the usually stern and serious commander has been in such a good mood these past few days.

If they had such a beautiful wife, just looking at her every day would brighten their mood.

An Min was slightly taken aback by the uniform greeting of "Good sister-in-law!", but quickly regained her composure and nodded slightly to the group.

"Hello, thank you for your hard work."

The sound was clear and crisp, like a mountain stream.

Upon hearing this, the soldiers were even more excited, thinking: "His voice is so beautiful!"

"It's not hard work at all! It's my duty!"

Several people chimed in, each vying to answer.

"Why are you here?"

Liang Yi turned to the side, slightly blocking the intense gazes, and asked in a low voice.

Anmin handed over the thermos and cloth bag she was carrying: "Knowing that you've been working hard, I boiled some mung bean soup and let it cool down before bringing it over. There are a few mixed flour buns in the bag, just to tide you over."

As she spoke, her gaze passed over Liang Yi and fell upon the dusty house behind him.

"I brought you masks. Wear them while you work so the dust won't get into your noses." Liang Yi wanted to say that it wasn't necessary and that it wasn't that important when he saw the mask An Min took out.

But then I thought she meant well, so I accepted it.

Have you made a list of all the furniture you want to buy?

"Bring it."

An Min took a piece of paper out of her pocket, looked at Liang Yi's dirty hands, stepped forward, and stuffed the paper into his pocket.

When she approached, the sweet fragrance emanating from her made Liang Yi feel slightly lightheaded.

This was the first time the two had ever been this close.

He was so close that he could clearly see An Min's long and curled eyelashes.

"My sister-in-law is beautiful inside and out!"

The young soldier who had just dropped his broom couldn't help but blurt out a comment, his face turning even redder.

"Exactly! Commander Liang, you're so lucky!"

Another bolder person joined in the commotion, making faces and winking.

Liang Yi felt a little embarrassed by their antics, but also couldn't suppress his smugness. He put on a stern face and pretended to be angry.

"Go away! Stop your nonsense! Have you finished your work? Are you all itching for a beating? Get back to work!"

His shout made the soldiers laugh and quickly lower their heads to continue working, but their eyes couldn't help but sneak glances at An Min, their faces full of mischievous smiles.

Liang Yi turned around, placed the thermos and cloth bag on a relatively clean large rock by the courtyard wall, and said to An Min:
"It's very dusty here, you should go back and rest."

An Min glanced at the young soldiers who kept stealing glances at her, then at Liang Yi's sweat-dampened profile, and nodded: "Okay, then... thank you for your hard work."

She turned to leave, then, as if remembering something, quickly added, "You must wear a mask."

Liang Yi agreed and watched An Min leave.

Only when that blue figure disappeared at the end of the dirt road did the suppressed laughter erupt from inside the house.

"Wow! Commander Liang! Your wife is so beautiful!"

"Like a fairy! Liang Tuan, you've been hiding it well!"

"Your sister-in-law even brought you mung bean soup! Liang Tuan, what good deeds did you do in your past life?!"

"Exactly! You still say 'it doesn't matter if she's pretty or not'? Commander Liang, you're kidding me! This isn't important? She's practically... a flower of our Northwest!"

"Commander Liang, does your sister-in-law have a younger sister? Introduce her!"

Liang Yi felt his ears burning from their back-and-forth chatter, but his heart was filled with a sweet joy, as if he had drunk honey.

The ones I chose myself are definitely different from the ones my family arranged for me to eat.

With a stern face, he picked up a broom from the ground and pretended to hit someone: "Get out! Shut up, all of you! Get to work! If anyone utters another word, you won't get any food until this house is cleaned up today!"

He may have a fierce tone, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Everyone clicked their tongues in amazement at Liang Yi's radiant expression.

Having a wife is nothing special.

However, Commander Liang is really different from before. It's only been a few days, and he was supposed to be going to reform Miss Capital?

Why do they look at him as if someone has reformed him?

Liang Yi ignored them, walked over, picked up the thermos, uncorked it, and a sweet aroma of mung bean soup wafted out.

He poured half a bowl into the rough porcelain bowls he had brought and handed them to everyone to share.

"Finish your drink and get back to work!"

Liang Yi also took a big gulp; the cool, sweet soup slid down his throat and soothed him all the way to his heart.

Looking at the dilapidated house and then at the bowl of mung bean soup in his hand, he suddenly realized that turning this run-down place into a decent home wasn't so difficult after all.

At least, someone remembered to bring him soup.

(End of this chapter)