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Chapter 96 Get out of here too!
Yu Qing bit her lip: "I didn't buy anything. Would it be inappropriate to stay at Commander Huo's house here? Or should we go to the mall now and buy something for the old man?"

No one is home.

"what?"

Yu Qing blinked, paused slightly, and realized what Wen Ci meant. She then looked around the furnishings in the courtyard with an open and generous manner.

When my gaze fell upon the pavilion in the courtyard.

She finally understood why Wen Ci wanted a pavilion in the courtyard assigned to her by the Northwest Military Region; it turned out there was a precedent set by a similarly excellent example:
The pavilion in front of us is even larger and more luxurious, with a stone-carved chessboard in the middle and seats on the left and right sides that can accommodate five or six people.

Wen Ci said, "I'll go upstairs to wash, you can wash downstairs."

"Two bathrooms?!"

Wen Ci led the way into the inner room, and seeing the cleanliness of the living room, she smiled brightly: "We're lucky, we don't have to clean after taking a shower."

The furniture in the room was mostly made of solid wood, giving it a kind of Chinese magnificence, which was quite normal in the 1980s when foreign furniture entered the market.

Chinese furniture also retains a unique old-fashioned aesthetic.

Half an hour later, Wen Ci came out after taking a shower, dried her wet hair with a towel, and placed the recliner in the middle of the yard. The sun was shining brightly at that moment.

Hearing the water stop on the first floor, Wen Ci leaned back lazily in her chair, enjoying the sunshine, and called out to Yu Qing, "Qingqing, come to the yard and bask in the sun before you rest."

A moment later, Yu Qing came out of the first-floor bathroom with a hair dryer and asked in confusion, "Is this the legendary hair dryer that can dry hair?"

She's from the Northwest and has never seen anything developed.

After becoming a doctor in the Northwest Military Region, I heard people say that the South was developing rapidly, and that hair could be dried in just a few minutes with a hairdryer instead of waiting for it to air dry.

Wen Ci leaned back in the recliner and looked at the hair dryer in Yu Qing's hand. There was a small spinning top protruding from the end. After looking at it carefully for a moment, she nodded: "It should be a hair dryer."

She had never used a hairdryer from the 1980s.

It's judged by appearance.

Yu Qing didn't use a hairdryer; instead, she moved a recliner into the yard. The yard was quiet and pleasant, and the fragrance of flowers and plants could be smelled from time to time.

On the other side, the Jiang family.

Su Guilan fidgeted on the sofa, constantly looking out the door. When she heard the courtyard gate open, a smile instantly spread across her face.

"return……"

Before she could finish speaking, Su Guilan noticed that only her son had returned, and asked with a furrowed brow, "Why didn't your sister come back with you?"

"She doesn't want to come back."

"why?"

Jiang Chen walked quickly to his mother's side, his voice extremely calm and indifferent as he spoke: "Mom, I advise you not to be so presumptuous, Wen..."

Just as he was about to say the name 'Wen Ci', he saw his mother's expression change and changed his mind: "Jiang Ci, although she is your own flesh and blood, you have no debt of raising her. If you find her, let her marry in your place."

If it were you, would you still come back?

"Huo Jingyuan is so outstanding, isn't she satisfied?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen snorted coldly. In terms of family background, he had married up to Chief Huo, but since the old chief passed away, the Jiang family had asked someone to inquire about Huo Jingyuan.

They learned that Huo Jingyuan was serving as a common soldier in the Northwest and was even crippled.

They just wanted to ignore the marriage.

Later, Huo Jingyuan wrote a letter from the Northwest hoping to fulfill the marriage agreement made years ago, and Jiang Ye threatened him with a hunger strike.

He then brought his own daughter back to marry in her place.

Who knew that Huo Jingyuan was not disabled; he was the youngest and most outstanding military officer in the Northwest. Such a talent would easily rise to a high position in the future.

"It's just that Jiang Ci was lucky. Otherwise, the choices you made would have been like picking her up from the ground and then throwing her high into hell." Jiang Chen's words seemed to pierce her heart. Su Guilan pointed at Jiang Chen, her fingers trembling with anger. "Get out! You get out too!"

Jiang Chen shrugged indifferently: "Fine, I'll leave then."

A few years ago, he reached the age where his work unit would allocate him housing, but he complained that the allocated apartment was too small, so he had been living with the Jiang family ever since. Now, their only source of joy is gone.

It doesn't matter whether you stay at home or not.

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It's approaching noon.

Xue Li finally got her parents' permission to leave home after much persuasion.

He borrowed his cousin's SUV when he went out. His cousin was the director of the military region's combat readiness hospital, and his car was registered with the military region and could come and go as he pleased.

After entering the Beijing Military Region, Xue Li suddenly realized that he didn't know where his sister-in-law and Yu Qing lived, whether it was the Wen family's house or the old commander Huo's house.
Suddenly, he saw his sister-in-law angrily walk out of one of the courtyards. He turned around in time, but his sister-in-law had disappeared.

Xue Li blinked, somewhat bewildered, and muttered to herself, "Did they have a fight?!"

After getting off the car, Xue Li lingered at the door for a while and saw a woman in the courtyard who looked remarkably like his sister-in-law knocking on the door in a fake manner.
"Auntie, I wanted to ask if my sister-in-law is here?"

Still burning with anger, Su Guilan calmed herself down after hearing Xue Li's voice and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am Huo Jingyuan, a subordinate of Commander Huo."

Su Guilan nodded slightly.

The young man in front of me should be a bodyguard sent by the Northwest Military Region.

Su Guilan asked, "Is there something you need?"

"I'm looking for Dr. Yu, who came back with my sister-in-law."

Su Guilan suddenly thought of something and said with a smile, "Aci doesn't live at home. She lives in Chief Huo's courtyard. How about I take you there?"

This would give her an excuse to see her biological daughter.

"Excuse me, Auntie!"

Xue Li took the initiative to open the back door of the car for the aunt.

Su Guilan's gaze fell on the license plate number. She remembered the license plate number clearly, which was registered with the military region and allowed free travel. "Isn't this Director Xue's car?"

"That's my cousin."

"And who is your father?"

Xue Li replied, "Xue Zeping."

Upon hearing this, Su Guilan looked at Xue Li with more appreciation in her eyes and said with a smile, "So you are the eldest son of the Xue family who is in the army."

Xue Li scratched the back of his head, feeling embarrassed.

The two compounds weren't far apart; they arrived in just a few minutes with Su Guilan's directions.

Normally, no one would bother this house. The gate outside the courtyard was not locked, and it could be opened by simply reaching out from the outside.

"Is this right here?"

"Ah."

A hint of unease flashed in Su Guilan's eyes. Recalling what her son had said earlier, she stopped in her tracks, hesitant to proceed.

"What's wrong, Auntie?" Xue Li asked with concern.

"No...it's okay."

Xue Li didn't think much of it. Through the iron gate, she saw the two rocking chairs in the middle of the yard and excitedly called out, "Sister-in-law, I've come to pick up Dr. Yu!"

He had just arrived home in the morning and was about to take a shower when, after about ten minutes, several young women inexplicably appeared at his house, claiming they were there to set him up on blind dates.