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A bowl of fried tofu and a bowl of stir-fried cabbage, both smell delicious.

The Zhou family must be from the south, as they particularly enjoy eating rice.

There were two leftover cornbread buns, which Qiaoqiao planned to eat.

The food was served, and Qiaoqiao went into the bedroom.

Zhou Wenhui was asleep, his brows furrowed and tears still wet at the corners of his eyes.

Alas, the most bitter thing in the world is unrequited love.

Qiaoqiao thought of Zhao Jintao, the first man she had ever liked. Fortunately, the two of them hadn't crossed that line, otherwise, they would have suffered like Zhou Wenhui and Cheng Zhaoying.

"Zhou Wenhui, get up and eat breakfast," Qiaoqiao called softly.

After a while, Zhou Wenhui opened his eyes and mumbled, "Zhaoying, why didn't you go home?"

Qiaoqiao yanked Zhou Wenhui's blanket off and said, "You've been sleeping for two hours. Let me carry you to the bathroom before we eat. It's getting cold, and the food will get cold easily."

As she spoke, she skillfully picked up Zhou Wenhui, placed him in the wheelchair, and pushed him to the toilet.

Zhou Wenhui regained consciousness. It wasn't Cheng Zhaoying; she was gone and would never come back.

After using the restroom and washing her hands, Qiaoqiao pushed the table towards Zhou Wenhui, moving the rice and tofu closer to him, and asked, "Do you have a pen?"

"Pen?"

"Yes, I need to write letters to my parents and Zheng Fenglin. Mom said to mail them to Songming after they're written, but he's in the army. I'll go with you to mail them. Where's the post office?"

"You go by yourself, I'm not going."

"I'll push you to go with me. Staying at home all day is driving you crazy."

"I'm not going."

"I'm worried if you don't go."

"I'll stay home by myself, don't worry about me."

"No, we still need to buy groceries. There are vegetable coupons and meat coupons. I don't understand. Come with me twice, and I'll get it after that."

"Don't you go grocery shopping often?"

"When I go to buy groceries, I always ask Sister Liu at the vegetable shop. I always feel like she's embezzling my groceries. You have to learn to do these things yourself, otherwise you'll get cheated and still be grateful to her."

"Hey, you're eating cabbage? It's so tender and fresh, it's all grown with your poop and pee, no chemical fertilizers used, it's pure organic food."

You… Zhou Wenhui put down his chopsticks and vomited into the trash can.

"Why are you throwing up? Last time you were covered in poop and pee, didn't you still eat with gusto?"

"Yang Qiao, you... ugh, ugh..."

"Come on, have some water. I'll never mention it again."

Despite the delicious-smelling food, Zhou Wenhui couldn't eat a single bite and kept drinking water.

Qiaoqiao was secretly laughing so hard she almost choked. Serves you right for bullying me!

After finishing his meal, Zhou Wenhui's stomach was still churning. Qiaoqiao sat on the sofa, earnestly writing a letter to her parents.

"Mom and Dad, I'm fine. How are you? There's something in the city called a thermos. If you put hot water in it, it won't cool down for a whole day and night."

My mother-in-law said she'll buy one for you next time I go home. By the way, Zhou Wenhui is a good person; he won't hit anyone, but he's a bit aloof.

A few days ago, I went to see my brother. He's doing well too. Grandpa, Grandma, Mom, Dad, please don't worry about us. My brother and I are both fine.

With nothing to do at my in-laws' house, I developed the vegetable garden in the yard and planted lots and lots of vegetables. After a spring rain, the cabbages were very tender, and I stir-fried a big bowl of them with lard—they smelled so good!

"Mom and Dad, things aren't so tight at home now, you should buy some meat to eat. My brother and I eat meat every day, it's so greasy..."

Eating meat every day, the older brother would definitely not want to eat it, and neither would Qiaoqiao.

The mother-in-law put the food tickets in the drawer, so Qiaoqiao could buy whatever she wanted to eat. How could Qiaoqiao bear to buy meat every day?

Zhou Wenhui needed to pay attention to nutrition, eating two eggs every day, and his vegetables also needed to include meat. So she would buy 50 cents worth of meat and cook it for Zhou Wenhui for three meals a day.

The dish contains meat broth, which is actually quite delicious.

After writing the letter home, he wrote to Zheng Fenglin: "Fenglin, I miss you so much. The house in the city is big, there are many kinds of food in the city, and I can eat steamed buns every day in the city, but I am not happy. Don't misunderstand, my parents-in-law are very good to me, but there is a bit of an inexplicable restraint between them."

This isn't my home; I feel like I'm living under someone else's roof. Fenglin, please don't tell my parents what I'm saying; they'll worry.

I live in a military compound, with many neighbors but no friends. My heart feels empty; I often think back to the days we spent tilling the land together, carefree and happy. Fenglin, I've enclosed some stamps. Please write to me; I wait for your letters every day.

Letters home should only report good news, not bad; only with friends can you speak your mind.

Zhou Wenhui watched Qiaoqiao write a letter from afar, his expression shifting between beaming with joy and furrowed brows.

She must have had a lot of suffering too, right?

Finally finished writing, Qiaoqiao carefully put the letter into the envelope, and then put ten stamps into Fenglin's envelope.

After thinking for a moment, I realized that sending a letter required two stamps, so I took out two more.

Zhou Wenhui couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh. This woman was as stupid as a pig.

After carefully sealing the letter and affixing the stamp, Qiaoqiao stood up and said, "Let's go mail the letter and buy groceries."

"I really don't want to go."

For more than a year, Zhou Wenhui has never left the compound.

"Look, blue sky, white clouds, and bright sunshine. It's such a beautiful day, it would be a shame not to go out for a walk. By the time we finish mailing the letters and buying groceries, it will be dusk when we get home, and we can see the sunset. That's true beauty."

Regardless of whether he agreed or not, Qiaoqiao had already pushed the wheelchair out the door, taken the keys, and closed the door. Zhou Wenhui then walked out of the door that had imprisoned him.

The sun shines brightly. The flowers smile at me, the birds say "Good, good, good," the hero sets off.

The gatekeeper saluted Yang Qiao and Zhou Wenhui, and Yang Qiao waved happily: "Hello, this is my hero Zhou Wenhui."

The gatekeeper quickly saluted again and said in a loud voice, "Hero Zhou Wenhui, what a sight!"

Zhou Wenhui really wanted to go home and hide, but he had no legs and could only let Qiaoqiao push him out.

"Zhou Wenhui, look, isn't the sky as blue as if it's been washed?"

Looking up, the sky was as clear as a mirror, illuminating the earth brightly.

Our motherland, the motherland that my comrades and I protected with our lives, is so magnificent and colorful.

Along the way, people kept greeting Qiaoqiao: "Qiaoqiao, who is this?"

"My hero."

"Oh, heroes! It is because of your protection of our country that we can live and work in peace and contentment."

Soldiers are the most respectable people, and passersby frequently cast respectful glances at Zhou Wenhui.

"Yang Qiao, can you please stop being so flamboyant?" Zhou Wenhui couldn't stand it anymore; he was so embarrassed by the greeting that he wanted to disappear into a hole in the ground.

"Why can't you flaunt it? Your glory wasn't stolen or robbed; it was earned with your blood and sweat by you and your comrades."

If you're embarrassed, just think of yourself as Dunzi, Brother Fu, Wang Xingrun, and the others. You're not living alone; you're living for them. When you meet them again a hundred years from now, tell them, "I saw and experienced the golden age of China for you."

Qiaoqiao became more and more serious and emotional as she spoke.

As he helped them safeguard this prosperous China, Zhou Wenhui was filled with emotion. His life did not belong to him alone, but to his entire class.