Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

But Zhou Yanshen was only lost in thought for two seconds before his strong self-control brought him back to his senses.

He had already made mental preparations regarding these matters—he would not inquire about them, be curious, overthink them, or point them out.

Where did the wife come from? She must have come from some kind of government agency that they failed to check. Could she just appear out of thin air?

Ultimately, he was just too careless and needs to reflect on his behavior in the future.

After reflecting on his actions, Zhou Yanshen even went to the car to get a soft cushion, found a comfortable spot for Su Wanqing to lean against, and then took out her snacks from her basket, letting Su Wanqing eat while she waited.

The noise here was quickly drowned out by an even bigger commotion.

The gate was surrounded by a dense, dark mass of troops. The entire military force of Bincheng had been mobilized, forming layers upon layers of strict discipline.

Although no one spoke, everyone peered inside curiously—what had happened today? During the Lunar New Year, they were actually brought out of their homes. It was said that someone had contributed an incredible fighter jet, the latest model, which needed to be escorted.

But the previous capture of that aircraft didn't involve this much of a commotion.

Soon after, artillery and armored units arrived. The pilots also arrived.

Su Wanqing yawned, checked the time, and said directly to Deputy Commander Zhao:

"Deputy Commander Zhao, look, the items have been handed over to you, and here are the instructions. Just follow the instructions and take your fighter jets away. I'll head back now. Oh, by the way, here's the warehouse key. Make sure to lock the door when you're done. Have Xiao Wang bring me the key later."

If we don't go back soon, the Spring Festival Gala will be starting!

Although Deputy Commander Zhao was shocked that Su Wanqing was in such a hurry to leave, he understood when he thought about her pregnancy—since she had already made her contribution, there was nothing for her to do here.

"Comrade Su Wanqing, you should go back early. If there's anything you need, you can contact either Xiao Wang or Comrade Lin Meihua directly."

By the way, regular martial law affects people's travel, so I'll give you a special pass that allows you to come and go as you please.

This is just a precaution; feel free to go out for a walk if you get bored. Also, if anyone bullies or mistreats you, just tell us, and we'll handle it.

"Once we finish dealing with this batch of fighter jets, I'll immediately come to you to coordinate the materials you need. But things will definitely be very busy up there these next few days..."

Nonsense. Suddenly having hundreds of such advanced fighter jets has directly changed the structure of the country's armed forces and defense strategy. All previous plans and deployments have been disrupted, and the previous conservative plans have to be scrapped and started over. Just the replanning alone will be a huge headache. I'm afraid we'll be in meetings, meetings, and more meetings for the next month, working like crazy non-stop.

After Deputy Commander Zhao finished speaking, he immediately issued a pass on the spot, stamped it with a bright red official seal, and specially approved that Lin Meihua could come and go at any time for the next two days, and was not on the list of those under martial law.

Su Wanqing waved her hand and walked out with light steps: "Then we'll trouble Deputy Commander Zhao to be busy during the New Year. We'll head back now."

After saying that, she handed the warehouse key to Deputy Commander Zhao, nodded to Zhou Yanshen, and then said goodbye to Lin Meihua and the others one by one.

When Su Wanqing came out, she found that the outside was already packed with people, three or four layers deep. Armored vehicles, tanks, and anti-aircraft guns were lined up in a row, and all branches of the military were on high alert. The atmosphere was so tense that it looked like a war was about to break out.

However, when they saw a heavily pregnant woman emerge from the warehouse, and Deputy Commander Zhao and the surrounding experts and even central leaders treated her with politeness, respect, and even a hint of ingratiation, everyone was shocked—

Who is this? They have such a big reputation!

Deputy Commander Zhao personally saw Su Wanqing off to the car and whispered a few more words of advice before Su Wanqing finally drove home with Zhou Yanshen, completely satisfied.

Just outside Mingyue Lake, the road was desolate and quiet, but once we entered Bincheng city, the situation changed completely—military vehicles drove by one after another, and loudspeakers continuously broadcasted:

"Martial law is in effect. Residents are not allowed to leave their homes, and pedestrians are prohibited from loitering on the streets!"

There were even patrol cars to drive away stray people, and only emergency access and supply transport lines were open. It was Lunar New Year's Eve, and the streets were deserted. Only the lively sounds coming from the residential compounds of various units made people feel that it was New Year's Day.

Zhou Yanshen's jeep was a military vehicle, so no one stopped him on the road, and he returned home smoothly.

However, as soon as I arrived at my doorstep, I saw a commotion outside the yard, with quite a few armed soldiers standing guard, creating a tense atmosphere.

As Zhou Yanshen helped Su Wanqing to the door, they heard Granny Wang standing with her hands on her hips, cursing loudly with spittle flying. Several familiar faces were kneeling on the ground—her biological sons, Chen Laoda and Chen Laoer, as well as her daughter-in-law and grandson.

Oldest Chen knelt on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. "Mom, we know we were wrong! You're our own mother! We know we were wrong! Are you really going to kick us out on New Year's Eve? We even brought your grandson to see you! We've been filled with regret ever since you left... Xiuer, please tell Mom we know we were wrong!"

Chen's eldest daughter-in-law, holding her four- or five-year-old child, came closer: "Come and kowtow to Grandma! Tell her how much you miss her! We're all connected by blood, how could Grandma possibly abandon you?"

She turned back to her mother, "Mom, we all know we were wrong. What kind of life have we been living since you left? We've been blaming ourselves every day! Our eldest and second eldest sons are both your own!"

Chen Lao Er's eyes darted around the impressive house with a sly look, but he was crying more miserably than anyone else:

"Mother, what mother in the world would disown her son? Have you been bewitched by Xiuer? Mother, you sold the house back then, completely disregarding our lives, and took all the money from the house. Even so, we never said anything bad about you, let alone disowned you."

Now we've traveled a long way to apologize, what can't you forgive? Xiuer, say something too, how did your brother treat you when you were little? Now Mother is cutting ties with us over such a trivial matter, can you bear to see us like this? We're all family!

"Pah! I'm not family with you guys!" Chen Xiuer was so angry at the sight of this nasty bunch that her eyes were practically spitting fire. She shoved Nannan into Guo Mingyuan's hands, put her hands on her hips, and launched into a tirade:

"If you know what's good for you, get up now and stop making a fool of yourselves by putting on this act of apologizing!"

I don't know how you found us, and you even chose to come on Lunar New Year's Eve. I bet you've been following us for a long time and made a lot of plans before deliberately choosing today to cause trouble, right?