I was married off to a disabled hero in lieu of marriage; my in-laws doted on me and I aspired to gr

Zhou Wenhui turned his head and saw Qiaoqiao's burning gaze, and his face couldn't help but turn red.

Isn't it a bit too presumptuous of you to look at me like that in public?

If you want to see it, go home and watch it.

Zhou Wenhui winked at Qiaoqiao, signaling her to be mindful of her behavior. Qiaoqiao, however, thought Zhou Wenhui was being affectionate with his eyes and felt the gaze was becoming even more suggestive.

He Yuan stood aside, watching coldly, his liver aching with anger.

Yang Qiao, you have no shame! How dare you say Zhou Wenhui is your brother, and how dare you say your sister-in-law is gentle and virtuous? You're just praising yourself in a roundabout way!

I've taken such good care of you, and yet you stole my love.

No, no, they got married first.

Teacher Zhou, you are talented and beautiful, so why did you marry Yang Qiao?

You should wait for me; I am your soulmate and partner.

The greatest regret in life is that I am so close to you, yet you are so far away from me.

He Yuan was heartbroken. He had finally met the person he wanted to spend his life with, but it ended before it even began. No one could understand the sorrow of this kind of heartbreak.

Zhou Wenhui dared not look at Qiaoqiao any longer, his heart surging with emotion. He turned around again and said, "The standard for judging a hero is very simple: whether a person's actions are for the people or for himself."

Han Xin, whom everyone knows, was an all-around talent. He led his army out of Chencang, pacified the Three Qin, captured Wei, defeated Dai, destroyed Zhao, subdued Yan, and attacked Qi, until he annihilated the Chu army at Gaixia. He never suffered a defeat. Unfortunately, he had selfish motives and secretly colluded with Chen Xi to rebel. He was killed by Liu Bang's scheme.

Han Xin fought for himself; even if he was a genius, I can only call him a ruthless and ambitious warlord.

"Serving the people and the country is what makes someone a hero. Perhaps people think heroes are far removed from us, but they are actually very close. In the case of the explosion in the steelmaking workshop of the Huailin City Machinery Factory, an experienced worker disregarded his own safety and pulled the power switch. If it weren't for him, the entire steelmaking plant might have been destroyed."

His name is Chen Yan, an eighth-grade fitter. When faced with danger, he has no time to think about gains or losses; he only wants to save people and the factory. This is his worldview, philosophy of life, and values.

The students erupted in applause. This lesson may have a profound impact on their future lives.

Finally, Zhou Wenhui concluded: "Hypocrisy, vanity, and falsehood are tools for packaging oneself, while virtue is the cultivation etched into one's bones."

My wife, who is also one of you, was already married, but she told her classmates she was unmarried.

That was a decision made by our family. She didn't want to get out of the marriage; it wasn't hypocrisy, but rather to avoid some unnecessary trouble.

She studied diligently, striving for the opportunity to attend university, and is an outstanding young person of our time. Some people took advantage of her well-intentioned deception to attack and humiliate her; this behavior is not gentlemanly. Thank you all for taking care of my wife.

After speaking, Zhou Wenhui bowed to the students. He did not mention who his wife was, and all eyes turned to Yang Qiao.

"Yang Qiao, you, you, Zhou Wenhui is your husband?" Wang Min stammered in surprise.

Qiaoqiao smiled slightly, without answering whether it was yes or no.

After Zhou Wenhui finished his speech, he followed Professor He Yuan out of the classroom amidst thunderous applause.

The students swarmed around Qiaoqiao: "Yang Qiao, your husband? Wow, that's amazing! Such an outstanding husband, I would have kept it a secret too. What if, what if he also used connections to get his articles published? I would go crazy!"

"What's wrong with you? Classmates should help each other. Yang Qiao, could you please take my essay to Teacher Zhou to see?"

"Yang Qiao, I've written a poem. Can you whisper some sweet nothings in my ear?"

Happiness and trouble came at the same time, and Qiaoqiao naturally wouldn't agree: "You can submit your articles to the Huailin Daily. Teacher Zhou will read them, and good articles will definitely be published."

"Move aside, move aside, I need to go to the toilet."

Wang Min, with his immense strength, pushed aside his classmate and became Qiaoqiao's bodyguard, rescuing her from the crowd.

"Yang Qiao..."

In a corner of the playground, Wang Min, panting heavily, said, "If others won't help, I have to. I'm your best friend."

"You...you write essays too?"

"I didn't write before, but I'll start now. Do you know how great an honor it is to have your articles published in the newspaper? You have to help me."

"Wang Min, if you write well, it will naturally be published; if you don't write well, even using connections won't help."

"I don't care, starting today, I'll write one article a day, and you can help me revise it."

"you……"

Zhou Wenhui's speech was a success, and he thought Qiaoqiao would praise him highly. However, when Qiaoqiao came home from school, she went into the kitchen with a dark face.

"Who upset her?" Zhou Zhonghai asked.

"Nobody provoked her. I gave a speech at her school today, and it was a great success," Zhou Wenhui said, puzzled.

"Go ask him, you silly boy."

Zhou Wenhui cautiously entered the kitchen and asked in a low voice, "Qiaoqiao, have I embarrassed you?"

Qiaoqiao pouted, rummaged through her schoolbag, and pulled out a thick stack of manuscripts: "Look, these are all students who want to get in through connections. It's not good if I accept them, and it's not good if I don't. If I accept them, they hope they can all be published; if I don't, they'll say I'm arrogant."

Zhou Wenhui scratched his head and said, "Since the students are so enthusiastic, let's hold a college student essay competition in our supplement. I'll call Teacher He right away. All submissions must be from the editorial department of the daily newspaper's supplement. We won't accept any submissions sent through intermediaries."

"You can do that?"

"It's not a bad thing that college students are so enthusiastic about submitting articles. Organizing a competition to let their skills speak for themselves might yield unexpected results."

"That's great! You should call Teacher He right away!"

"School's out, and no one will pick me up if I call. I'll call tomorrow, I'll call tomorrow."

"Wenhui, you're amazing! You can solve any problem with ease."

"Luckily, your classmate only knows that your husband is the editor-in-chief of a newspaper. If she knew that your mother-in-law is a surgeon and your father-in-law is the Minister of Agriculture, you probably wouldn't have a peaceful day."

"I will never tell anyone. Human relationships are too complicated, and I don't know how to refuse."

"Well, summer vacation is coming soon. You should take Xiaowei back to Dashui Village for a while to get away from your troubles."

"There's still more than a month left, and I have exams. Sigh, I really want to go back to Dashui Village to feed the pigs."

Dashui Village is tiring; it's physically tiring.

The city is tiring, but it's the heart that's tired.

When you're in the countryside, you yearn for the city; when you're in the city, you yearn for the countryside again. Humans are contradictory beings.

In the evening, Luo Meiyun got off work early and went to the market to buy some shrimp.

Due to shortages of supplies and the need for ration coupons, shrimp was an extremely rare commodity.

"Dad's going back to the provincial capital tomorrow, so let's splurge a little today," Luo Meiyun said while cooking shrimp.

"You went back after only a few days?"

It seems like my father-in-law just got back and is about to leave again.

"I'm torn between two things; I can't let go of my work, and I can't let go of my grandson either."

Luo Meiyun smiled. She was used to being apart. Even in the military region, it was rare for the two of them to see each other.

Bright red prawns were served, and Zhou Xiaowei grabbed several in one hand and handed them to Zhou Zhonghai: "Grandpa, eat."

"This kid knows to ask his grandpa to eat."

Zhou Zhonghai was so happy his heart was melting. He peeled one and stuffed it into his mouth, and Zhou Xiaowei burst into tears.

"Oh dear, you old man, he wanted you to peel it for him, not the other way around!"

"Ah, Xiaowei, you didn't favor Grandpa."

He only comes back for two days a month. Xiao Wei is not biased towards you at all. He only favors his mother, Hu.

"Xiaomei will be discharged next week. Old Zhou, is Yu Fu staying or going back?"

Yu Fu lowered his head and ate his food; he really wanted to stay in the Zhou family.

"Of course you should stay. Hu Xiaomei is a woman; if Xiaowei were to be taken hostage again, she wouldn't be able to handle it. Yu Fu, would you rather stay or go back to the armed forces department?"

"I, I'm willing to stay," Yu Fu immediately said.

"Yu Fu, I need a bodyguard to take care of me. How about you transfer to my side and become my bodyguard? Of course, you don't have to come with me. You can stay home and take care of Xiao Wei. I'll arrange your job after your service is over, okay?"

Yu Fu is on temporary assignment; he can't stay on temporary assignment indefinitely, he needs to be given a proper title.

"Minister Zhou, I... I'm willing. Thank you, thank you." Yu Fu was so excited he was about to cry.

"You should also learn some culture and read some books. When you return to your hometown, having some education will make it easier to get a job."

"Yes, Minister Zhou, I... I'll learn right away. I'll learn with Xiaowei."

Yu Fu didn't attend school for two years, but after joining the army, he learned to read quite a few characters due to work requirements.

Qiaoqiao, Zhou Wenhui, and Luo Meiyun all smiled. When the family was in trouble, Yu Fu stayed by their side and followed Zhou Wenhui to give speeches everywhere. He took the initiative to do housework and take care of the children. Zhou Zhonghai had long regarded him as family.