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

"Secretary Gao, I have to rush back this afternoon, so you can work with peace of mind. If you encounter any problems, just tell Fu Sanjun. These are all my ideas, Zhou Zhonghai's. I hope everyone will have enough to eat when I come to Dashui Village next time."

Gao Bing is taking up too much time. It will take another two or three hours to get back to the city. If we don't leave now, it will be dark by the time we get home.

"Okay, I'm sorry to have bothered Commander Zhou for too long. I'll head back to the commune now."

Seeing that Commander Zhou was about to leave, Zhao Jintao and Zheng Fenglin also took their leave, and Yang Zheng saw them off at the door.

After everyone left, Qiaoqiao took out all the clothes she had brought from home.

Qiaoqiao's mother was a little flustered: "Is it in such a hurry? Are we going back already?"

"Mom, I'm fine. What's there to worry about? I'll come back and stay for a couple more days after the New Year."

"It's too fast," Qiaoqiao's mother said, reluctantly pulling Qiaoqiao along.

"Qiaoqiao's mother, they have important business to attend to. They can come back for the New Year," Qiaoqiao's grandmother advised.

"We don't have anything at home to give to our in-laws, so you can take this pig's head back and braise it."

Qiaoqiao's dad has finished packing the pig's head.

"No, no, you keep it for yourselves." Luo Meiyun resolutely refused.

"Take it, Mom. If you don't, my parents will be sad," Qiaoqiao said.

Poor families may be poor, but they cannot be careless with gifts. They will only be happy if they accept them, regardless of whether they are good or bad.

We only spent a few hours together before it was time to part ways.

Zhou Zhonghai shook hands with his grandfather and Qiaoqiao's father: "The two children get along very well, don't worry. When things calm down in the fields, they can go to the city for a few days."

"I can't leave home; my elderly parents are too old to be left alone."

Qiaoqiao's parents naturally wanted to go to the city to see the sights, but they felt they were bothering others, so they politely made an excuse.

"Then let Qiaoqiao and Wenhui come back and stay for a few days during the Chinese New Year."

"Okay, we'll wait."

The Jeep started up, and there were still so many things left to say.

The things Qiaoqiao brought back were piled on the kang (a heated brick bed), and Qiaoqiao's mother looked through them one by one.

"Mother, this black woolen coat is yours. This one with the quilted pattern is mine. It's so thick." Qiaoqiao's mother touched it tenderly.

"And the undershirt, Yang Zheng bought it for his father. Qiaoqiao's mother, look at this blue shirt, it's yours," Qiaoqiao's grandmother called out.

"Why do these kids only think about their families?"

"They're all good kids. With so many military overcoats, let's give two to his aunt, and one to Aunt Fang too."

There were eight military overcoats in total, six men's and two women's.

Zhao Jintao and Zheng Fenglin took one men's item, one women's item, and six other items.

My aunt's family gave me one item, Aunt Fang's family gave me one item, and there are four more items.

Grandpa and Dad each got one, and the remaining two are brand new and need to be put away.

"Mom, we have both brown sugar and white sugar, so you can have a cup of sugar water every day."

The brown sugar was bought by Qiaoqiao, while the white sugar and mung beans were brought back by Yang Zheng.

"How about we make mung bean soup for dinner tonight?" Grandma suggested.

"Okay, okay, oh dear, there are still a few pounds of salted meat in the kitchen. I need to hang it up so it doesn't go bad."

Qiaoqiao's mother was busy running around, but her heart was full of joy.

"Qiaoqiao's mother gave Qiaoqiao five hundred yuan last time, and she put it in the pocket of her wool coat."

Grandma Qiao called out to Qiao's mother outside the window.

This child, sigh...

On the way back, Zhou Zhonghai asked Zhou Wenhui, "How are you feeling?"

"It's very cozy and relaxing."

"Has it been a breakthrough, and you've realized that your legs aren't so important after all?"

"Yeah, I feel pretty embarrassed."

"They will be your son and daughter's great-grandparents, maternal grandparents, and maternal grandparents in the future, and will be your blood relatives. They are still very poor, but they are willing to give everything they have to cook you a delicious meal."

Grandpa Qiaoqiao is an old-fashioned private tutor with a long-term vision. Look at their family; they are truly poor, but also truly united. You should genuinely consider them family.

"Okay, I'll come back and stay for a few days when I'm more mobile."

"Good lad, so that means you've truly accepted Qiaoqiao?"

"Dad, we're husband and wife now, why are you saying things that could damage our relationship?"

"Haha, good, that's my good son."

"Dad, how many days are you staying at home?"

"Going back to the army tomorrow afternoon, what's wrong, are you reluctant to leave your dad?"

"You should call at least once a month, but this March, there hasn't been a single word. Qiaoqiao wanted to call you several times."

"Okay, once a month. You worry about your parents too? You've grown up, that's good."

In the other car, Luo Meiyun took out some pills and handed them to Qiaoqiao: "Take one of these motion sickness pills first, so you won't feel unwell."

"No, Mom. I feel much better after the two car rides."

The first time was for my wedding, the second time was to rescue my brother.

"It can't be that fast, can it? Suddenly you're not carsick anymore?"

"I didn't get carsick when I came here."

"Qiaoqiao, this is a miracle. I've never seen anyone not get carsick after riding in a car twice."

Qiaoqiao smiled. Her period was a week late, and she didn't know if she was pregnant. Anyway, she just didn't want to take any medicine.

"Yang Zheng, aren't you supposed to be on three-day leave? Stay home and keep Wenhui company."

"Okay, Auntie."

"By the way, brother, Wenhui's manuscript has been accumulating for several days. Can you help me copy it? I'll cook for you guys."

"Can."

"Once Wenhui's novel is published, all the publishing fees will go to Qiaoqiao," Luo Meiyun said with a smile.

"Publication fees? They'll publish our book and then pay us back?"

"Of course, it's not cheap either, it'll probably cost two or three thousand."

"So much money! No wonder people need to be cultured; culture is valuable."

Qiaoqiao was somewhat shocked. Wenhui didn't like going out, so it was good for him to stay home and write books. This man was like a treasure trove, with inexhaustible resources.

"Qiaoqiao, your parents aren't home. Can you handle things at home?" Luo Meiyun asked casually.

"Yes, I can buy groceries, cook, and plant vegetables. If I can't handle something, Yu Fu will help."

"If you no longer live in the military dependents' compound, will you be able to support yourselves?"

"Not living in the military dependents' compound?" Qiaoqiao was taken aback: "Mom, are you and Dad going to be discharged from the military?"

"That's possible."

"Mom, as long as the family is together, it doesn't matter where we live. When you're discharged from the army, I'll make you some rice noodles."

"Qiaoqiao is such a good child. I feel very relieved that you are taking care of Wenhui."

Luo Meiyun's resolve strengthened; she could finally let go of her eldest son.

When she got home, she was still able to catch the cafeteria meal, so Luo Meiyun called Yu Fu to bring her food over.

Zhou Zhonghai filled a basin with hot water and carried Zhou Wenhui to take a bath, while Qiaoqiao and her brother were in the kitchen singeing the hair off the pig's head.

We need to braise the pig's head tonight so Mom and Dad can have pig's head meat tomorrow.

When Yang Zheng first came to the Zhou family, he was so reserved that he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet. Now he is as comfortable as if he were in his own home.

Zhou Zhonghai once said that when you don't know if your choice is right or wrong, time will provide the answer.

Today, time has given Qiaoqiao the answer: she married well, and her in-laws treat her like their own daughter.

After dinner, the pig's head meat was braised in a large pot. Luo Meiyun took the five-nut mooncakes issued by the military, brewed some tea, and the family sat in the courtyard to admire the moon.

Tonight, the moon is like a silver plate, illuminating the earth as if it were daytime. A cool breeze blows by, making one feel intoxicated.