Chapter 1781 - 1170: Composed

Chapter 1781: Chapter 1170: Composed

The Division Commander’s Wife’s thoughtfulness calmed the anxious Chuxia.

She really let herself get carried away; they’re a married couple, and since they’ve come to the same place, living together is perfectly normal, so why be conflicted?

He truly loves her, spoils her, thinks of everything for her, and absolutely takes care of whatever he can do for her. And running to his father-in-law in the middle of the night to get a canning jar and alcohol stove to cook porridge is extremely difficult for any man.

People often particularly care about appearances with their own family. Many men, even if they dearly care about their wives, don’t want family members to see it, fearing that seeing it might make family members uncomfortable.

Indeed, raising a child with one’s own hands only to show love to someone else can cause discomfort, which is normal, and concerns are even more normal. This thing indicates that she’s married the right person!

If he can set aside those unnecessary feelings of pride for her, why shouldn’t she?

Moreover, the more one cares, the more they appear guilty. Being open and generous instead leaves many people speechless.

With these thoughts, the returning Chuxia was completely relaxed after washing her face.

Seeing the obviously different mood of his young wife, Zhou Mikang looked puzzled: "Just washing your face made you this happy?"

"Yes." After taking a sip of porridge, Chuxia raised her thumb at him. "It tastes good, your skills are top-notch. You can make something so delicious in such simple conditions—truly, a smart person is a smart person!"

"If you like it, have it all, and there are two eggs, eat them too." Zhou Mikang happily rubbed her head. "When you’ve finished, leave the bowl here and wait for me to come back and wash it. When I have time later, I’ll cook for you."

"No need for that. I appreciate the thought, but when we’re home, you should cook for me often. For now, with so much going on, I shouldn’t be so unreasonable. Besides, with what you’re doing, how do I face Dad?"

"Dad won’t say anything. When I left, he was drinking porridge and said to continue ensuring you get fatter..." Zhou Mikang shook his head as he spoke. "Who knows whether he wants you to gain weight or himself."

"There you go, misjudging people. Dad came here providing so many conveniences for you, and this is what you say?" Chuxia gave her husband a playful glare, then giggled. "Come here and eat with me. Are you trying to feed me to death?"

"It’s just porridge, not much of it. You’ll be hungry again soon after." Zhou Mikang waved his hand, turned, and started to walk out, "I’ll go eat in the cafeteria."

"Hey!" Chuxia hurriedly took a few steps and pulled him back, pouting discontentedly. "You treat me like an outsider? You made food for me and then want to go to the cafeteria?"

Even with a huge appetite, I can’t finish all this. Don’t you know you can’t eat too much in the morning? Come back now, finish the porridge, and then go eat at the cafeteria. I know it’s still not enough if given to you alone, so I won’t make it hard for you. You can still go to the cafeteria afterward, but right now, you must finish this meal with me.

A verification for each of us—half of the porridge each. If you agree, I’ll continue eating; if not, I’ll leave it here and let you cook the meal."

"You..." Feeling helpless against his little wife, Zhou Mikang had no choice but to return and drink the whole pot of porridge with her; as for the eggs, he ate the whites and left the yolks for his little wife.

Chuxia wordlessly glared at him: "Eggs are best when both white and yolk are eaten together, one might choke eating them separately."

"Uh..." Realizing he made a silly mistake, Zhou Mikang looked embarrassed. "I thought the yolk had more nutrients. Next time, I definitely won’t do this."

"As long as you know." Chuxia used the opportunity to stuff an egg yolk into his mouth while he was laughing. "I’m small and can’t digest too many nutrients. Look at yourself—you’re already so thin and still talking about me."

Watching others fuss over meals and feed each other used to really bother Chuxia. But now, actually experiencing it herself, she finds that when feelings are involved, doing such things is quite blissful.

When she returned to the medical team, it was just past 6:30; with a shift at 7, she went back to her dorm and realized that her arrival drew meaningful looks from everyone. Her face slightly flushed, Chuxia smiled at everyone and gracefully walked to her bed to sit down. She reached out to push the still-sleeping Zhao Bingbing: "Wake up, you need to wash your face, brush your teeth, and eat. Linger a bit longer, and you’ll be delayed."

"I’m not having breakfast, just let me sleep a little more," said Zhao Bingbing, turning over and continuing to stay in bed.

"You can’t skip breakfast. Is your body made of iron?" Chuxia kept pushing her. "Don’t forget why you came here; don’t let your health decline before achieving your goals."

"You’re so nagging." Reluctant, Zhao Bingbing eventually got up, casting a dissatisfied look at Chuxia. "You’re starting to compete with my mom’s nagging."

"If it weren’t for your health, who would want to nag you?" Chuxia rolled her eyes at her, standing up to leave, "Anyway, I called you. Don’t blame me if you get scolded for being late."

As soon as Chuxia finished speaking, Zhao Bingbing sped up her dressing. Good heavens, she did not want to be scolded; her group’s leader had too fiery a temper, and she didn’t want to get caught in the crossfire!

With the war intensifying, the number of wounded increased exponentially, and as a result, management became stricter. People like Chuxia, who could handle tasks independently, were busy to death, but also somewhat free; those who only handled nursing were stuck with a few bed spaces. Though they had more free time, they couldn’t move between groups like Chuxia.

Thus, meeting relied on Chuxia’s freedom of movement. Wherever she went, that’s where she’d catch up with her friends in that group; otherwise, sometimes it could be days before they saw each other, as everyone’s shifts were different, after all.

Not yet time, Chuxia first went to see Ye Meiru. After surgery, she was recovering well, already able to get out of bed and move freely. When she saw Chuxia enter, a slight smile appeared at the corner of Ye Meiru’s lips: "You, the Division Commander’s Wife, are so dutiful, always arriving early and leaving late. It’s necessary for you to be here, at least for morale boosting."

"How are you feeling today?" Chuxia smiled and examined her, "You look really good; is something good happening?"

"Yes." Ye Meiru gleefully laughed, "Something really good; wanna know?"

"Tell me if you want to; if you don’t, I won’t force you, right?"

"You are so uncooperative..." Ye Meiru sighed helplessly, "Clearly younger than me, yet sometimes you speak so maturely it makes me think you’re my mom’s age."

Chuxia looked speechless: "Are you praising or belittling me?"

"Of course I’m praising you." Ye Meiru laughed, hugging Chuxia’s shoulders, "Alright, I’ll tell you, my grandpa called me yesterday and said I’m welcome to come home anytime."

"Congratulations!" Chuxia had anticipated this outcome long ago and smiled sincerely, "Now you can be at ease, right? Remember when you said it was absolutely impossible?"

"Mainly because I had no confidence in what I did before, embarrassed the family. I thought my grandparents and parents would never forgive me.

I used to think they were too harsh, didn’t care for me at all. It’s true: when your mindset changes, so does your perspective. I now feel they were strict with me out of true care.

If I had been left to my whims back then, my life might have ended abruptly while I was still young; truly, I must thank you.

Lin Chuxia, really thank you. If not for your generosity, things might not have worked out as they did, and I wouldn’t have had the chance for that kind of growth, let alone today.

No matter what happens in the future, to this day, I’m very satisfied with my life. Even with all the wrongs I’ve done, my family hasn’t given up on me, my friends haven’t given up on me, and my lover hasn’t given up on me. In my life, it’s as if I’ve lost nothing.

God has been so exceptionally kind to me. Lin Chuxia, I used to envy you, feeling you were heaven’s favorite, but now, I feel I’m also someone worth envying!"

"Yes, you’re certainly someone worth envying." Chuxia smiled at her, "You haven’t told Big Brother Zuo this good news yet?"

"Not yet, haven’t had the chance to tell him."

"You must tell him later, let him be happy too. Truthfully, he’s probably the one who cares for and values you the most in this world, right?"

"Yes." Ye Meiru nodded in agreement, "No one could spoil me like he does, unconditionally. Whether it’s good or bad.

But during those trying times, without someone like him supporting me, maybe I wouldn’t have made it through, so Lin Chuxia, I’ve decided to marry him after I return.

I used to think being rejected by the Ye Family made marrying him unfair, but now it’s fine; my grandpa already asked me to return. Though I personally lack, family status can compensate."

"You’re overthinking; if he cared about that, he wouldn’t have acted like this from the start. I’d advise you, if you don’t want to disappoint him, don’t have those thoughts.

If you love him, treat him well, let him into your life, and let him feel your importance to him. I think this is what he truly wants."

"Yes, this is what I want." Zuo Hai stepped in, gratefully glanced at Chuxia, and fixed his gaze firmly on Ye Meiru. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast recommendation votes and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)