An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 356 Love Mode
Since the two entered into a relationship, Huo Qingshan's weekly schedule has followed Meng Youyou's. On Saturdays, they would usually go back to the apartment together and stay there all day, occasionally going out to find food or go on dates. Sundays depended on the situation. Meng Youyou's work was relatively less strict, but Huo Qingshan was different; he couldn't apply to go out every weekend.

However, this period of being together as a couple didn't last long. Some people, who had maintained certain habits for many years without wavering, were easily swayed by their partners.

One weekend morning, Huo Qingshan woke up and opened his eyes. He quietly lifted an arm and a leg that were draped over him, turned to reach for his phone on the bedside table, and saw that it was already 7:32! This seemingly small thing really gave him a big shock.

You see, Battalion Commander Huo gets up on time 364 out of 365 days a year. The one exception must be due to some unavoidable reason. Huo Qingshan had always thought that sleeping in was a sign of laziness and a negative mindset. He never imagined that it would only take less than a month to make someone who had been self-disciplined for ten years become lazy.

What should this be called? ... It's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality? Huo Qingshan was somewhat amused and exasperated by this.

For example, Huo Qingshan has always believed that meals should be eaten at the dining table, clothes should either be folded and placed in the closet or hung properly on a hanger instead of being thrown on the sofa, dishes should be washed and put in the kitchen cabinet instead of being left greasy in the sink overnight, and the only function of a bed is to be used for sleeping. Each of these things should have its own place and its own function.

Even if things were bad, her habit of often sitting on the floor and leaning against the coffee table to eat was already quite "unconventional," and he thought that was about it. What Huo Qingshan never expected was that she could actually eat while lying in bed, provided that she was not feeling unwell. Moreover, she repeatedly tried to assimilate him. However, at this stage, Battalion Commander Huo has temporarily held his ground and has not "colluded" with her.

Only when people enter into intimacy can they see more different sides of each other, the real ones that they won't show to outsiders, and even those they were completely unaware of before. There is a better side in the worldly sense, and there is certainly a less good side as well.

But how do you see that "other side"? ...It depends on how you love that person.

In their daily interactions, Huo Qingshan discovered that his girlfriend was truly someone who didn't know how to take care of herself; she was very different in her personal life and at work. At work, she was completely capable and independent, but in her personal life, she sometimes acted like a child. He gradually understood why her father repeatedly reminded her on the phone, "Remember to wear more clothes when it's cold," such a seemingly insignificant thing.

She liked to walk barefoot in the house, without even wearing socks. Huo Qingshan would always remind her, and she would always agree to put them on right away, but half an hour would pass and her feet would still be bare. When she actually caught a cold, she would sneeze with an "achoo!" Huo Qingshan would hear the sound and come over with his shoes in hand, his gaze deep and unsettling. She would just stand there, wide-eyed, looking at him innocently and smiling. In that case, he would be unable to say anything to scold her.

After he put her shoes on, she would sometimes open her arms and hug him tightly, then look up at him with a beautiful smile and say, "Why are you so good to me? I love you so much!" This would immediately brighten his mood, and his expression would soften and become gentler.

She has so many tricks up her sleeve. And he can't do anything about it.

As for Meng Youyou, since she started dating, she has naturally undergone many changes, the most obvious of which are two.

One of them was Jiang Fu who discovered and told her: "I've never seen you eat dishes with carrots and onions before. I thought you didn't like them. Later I found out that you really don't like them, but you like to eat other dishes cooked in the same pot as them."

Yes, Meng Youyou is an extremely picky eater. She doesn't like many ingredients, especially vegetables. However, she likes to eat these ingredients as supporting roles in a dish. After they come out of the pot, they are served on a plate and then carefully picked out and set aside. At this point, the ingredient has completed its entire mission in the dish.

For example, Meng Youyou always thought that beef brisket stewed with radish was the most delicious, but she didn't like to eat radish, she only liked to eat beef brisket. She resolutely refused to eat any kind of radish, whether it was white radish or carrot. She had always felt that all radishes had a strange taste.

However, wasting food in the military canteen is a major taboo and a typical sign of poor conduct. So, for the first three months after Meng Youyou joined the unit, she didn't eat a single dish with radishes. Moreover, the cooks in their camp's canteen seemed to have a particular fondness for stir-frying the vegetables she hated most with her favorite meats, which was simply torture. But since she had to eat all three meals a day at the unit, she had no choice.

Until someone appeared, ending her tragic fate of only being able to look but not eat—that noon, she hesitated for a few seconds in front of the window, and finally, on a whim, ordered a dish with radishes. After finding a seat, she chatted casually with Company Commander Zhan while tentatively placing a few slices of carrot from the food tray onto his plate. At that time, the two had not yet confessed their feelings to each other, and Meng Youyou was not really confident in his reaction. To her surprise, he accepted it all.

From then on, an unwritten "rule" was established. Especially after the two confirmed their relationship, they would send a message to let each other know before going to the cafeteria at mealtimes. After meeting, they would naturally sit together. Meng Youyou would pick out all the dishes she didn't like and put them in the upper right corner of her plate. Without her having to say anything, he would quickly finish them off with a few bites before leaving. The whole process was neither high-profile nor ostentatious; it was a tacit understanding between the two.

Meng Youyou has successfully achieved "freedom from meat and vegetables".

Jiang Fu even joked with her, "To be honest, I once suspected that you were fed up with the days of looking longingly at the beef in the window but not being able to eat it. In the end, you couldn't stand it anymore and came up with this weird idea. You started dating in order to find someone to help you eat the leftovers."

Meng Youyou asked, somewhat puzzled, "Then according to you, why did I specifically choose him to be my boyfriend? Is he the only one eating radishes in such a large camp?"

Jiang Fu analyzed logically: "I think you picked the most handsome one among all the people eating radishes, so as not to mistreat yourself."

"Pfft~" Meng Youyou burst into laughter after hearing this.

Turning back, she repeated it verbatim to "a certain leftover food processor." Huo Qingshan was sitting on the sofa looking at his phone and browsing the news when he heard this. He glanced at the person sitting on the carpet and said, "You're wrong. You started eating radishes after you started dating me."

Meng Youyou: "?"

Huo Qingshan calmly explained, "The egg pancake I made for you last time had chopped carrots in it, and you said it was quite delicious after you ate it."

"Essentially, it's just psychological. You're picky about how you handle things, and if you do it well, you'll still eat it without any problems," he concluded.

Damn it, you dare to play dirty tricks on me!

Meng Youyou jumped up from the carpet, snatched the phone from his hand, sat on his lap, grabbed his ears with both hands, and said fiercely, "You dared to put carrots in my food behind my back today? Who knows, maybe you'll poison my food one day?"

“When I was tidying up the coffee table drawer last week, I saw your previous medical report.” The man calmly presented the facts and reasoned with the public: “You are deficient in both Vitamin A and Vitamin B. The jar of vitamin pills next to you is almost full. You definitely haven’t been taking them on time.”

Meng Youyou immediately felt a little guilty and said, "It's only a little bit lacking, and besides, you can't take those health supplements all the time." In reality, she had simply forgotten to take them, but she didn't intend to admit it.

Upon hearing this, Huo Qingshan nodded in agreement and continued, "So we still need to supplement our diet with food."

Meng Youyou, knowing she was in the wrong, shut her mouth: "..."

"And you're also calcium deficient." He pressed his advantage, immediately followed by another accusation.

Meng Youyou immediately protested, "But I drink milk every day, and I love bone broth, you know that!" Huo Qingshan retorted matter-of-factly, "But you don't like to exercise, you don't like to sunbathe, you stay indoors all day, and when you occasionally go out you put on a thick layer of sunscreen and use a parasol. If a person doesn't get sun exposure for a long time, no matter how much milk they drink, they won't be able to absorb it."

Meng Youyou suddenly had a bad feeling, and glanced at him warily, her brows furrowing: "What do you want to do?"

“Go for a morning run with me every day,” he suggested.

"Impossible, you're dreaming. I'm not your soldier, why should I listen to you?" Meng Youyou refused without thinking, and made a move to get off him. As soon as one foot touched the ground, her arm was grabbed. He pulled her to sit on the sofa next to him, his face showing a serious expression: "Youyou, your physique is too poor."

Meng Youyou stared at him blankly for a moment, then playfully changed the subject, trying to move on from the matter. But the man remained unmoved and insisted on discussing the details with her: "If you can't get up in the morning, I can go for a run with you in the evening after work. At the beginning, if you can't adapt, you can lower the frequency to once or twice a week. If you can't run, start with a walk and gradually increase the intensity later."

Although he generally gives in to her on most things, big and small, there are certain matters where this scoundrel is incredibly principled and refuses to back down, fully displaying his uncompromising military nature. For example, he restricts her from ordering takeout and from eating ice cream before and after her period... and now, he's using a gentle yet forceful approach to compel her to exercise.

Just like how he could find a way to get her to eat radishes even if she didn't want to, this time, although Meng Youyou didn't agree on the same day, she actually had a vague feeling that before long, someone would always come up with some insidious and cunning way to deal with her, which was simply impossible to guard against.

Another change is that Meng Youyou's shopping spree has become increasingly rampant. Before, when buying large items, she worried that the courier wouldn't deliver to her door, making it too much for her to carry alone. Or, if she bought too much, she'd have to make several trips to the courier station, which was exhausting. This somewhat limited Meng Youyou's shopping desires. Hehe, now she doesn't have to worry about that at all.

After all, her boyfriend usually carries these things during weight training, so compared to that, it's nothing. Consider it extra training for him.

One weekend afternoon, Huo Qingshan was sent by Meng Youyou to pick up a package at the community gate. Before leaving, Meng Youyou called out to the entrance, "Hey, the box on the shoe cabinet is for returning. Could you take it with you and mail it? The packaging is the original box, and just fill in the shipping address as printed on the waybill on the box."

After changing his shoes, the man grabbed the cardboard box with one hand and went out the door.

Upon arriving at the post station, Huo Qingshan planned to send the package first. While scanning the code to fill in the information, his gaze fell on the express delivery slip for half a second, and he suddenly stopped. He saw that the white paper with black characters clearly had "Huo Qingshan" written in large ballpoint pen on it. The three characters were written with vigorous strokes, showing a rather unrestrained and free spirit.

Unlike the neat and elegant handwriting on that letter, this was a thought that popped into Huo Qingshan's mind in an instant.

A dozen minutes later, Meng Youyou, who was slumped upstairs, received a WeChat message from a "strong laborer": [The elevator is broken and under repair.]
Meng Youyou: [Then why don't you carry it up?]
Meng Youyou chimed in: "[It's only the seventh floor. For our Battalion Commander Huo, it's nothing!]"
Huo Qingshan feigned weakness: "[There's so much stuff, I can't carry it all by myself. Could you come down and lend a hand?]"
Meng Youyou recalled her online shopping orders from a few days ago, wondering what she had bought and whether she had bought so much that she couldn't carry it all. With a mix of doubt and skepticism, she got up and went downstairs, taking the stairs.

When they got downstairs, Meng Youyou looked at the several boxes and bags of varying sizes piled on the ground and asked suspiciously, "Can't you carry all of these?" You see, he had carried far more packages than these before and had never said he couldn't.

"Hmm." The man moved his right arm, his eyes slightly worried, and explained in a low voice, "The training yesterday was a bit intense, and this hand is a little uncomfortable today."

Upon hearing this, Meng Youyou quickly stepped forward, gently grabbed his arm, and asked with a worried expression, "Are you alright? Did you go to the infirmary? Should I go with you to the hospital now?" Her tone was extremely anxious.

"It's nothing serious, not an injury. I'll be fine after a couple of days of rest. I know what I'm doing." As he spoke, the man bent down to pick up the two bags on the ground, but Meng Youyou stopped him in time. She pushed him aside and ordered, "Forget it, don't take these. I'll carry them up myself."

"Are you sure your hand is okay?" Meng Youyou asked again, still not entirely sure.

"It's really nothing."

After receiving an affirmative reply, Meng Youyou's worried expression eased slightly, but she still couldn't help but frown and mutter, "How many times have I told you to be careful during training? It's not worth injuring yourself."

As she muttered to herself, Meng Youyou had already rolled up his sleeve, grabbed the man's arm, and examined it closely, even though she couldn't tell anything from his appearance, making it seem like a pointless act. After looking at it for a while, she gently lowered his sleeve and repeatedly reminded him, "If you're still not feeling well tomorrow, remember to go to the infirmary to see the army doctor. Don't take it lightly."

"Okay." Huo Qingshan quickly steered the conversation back to the packages piled on the ground. "You definitely can't carry them all in one trip. My hands can carry them, so you can help me with a little bit. It's no trouble."

Meng Youyou glanced at him with a hint of dissatisfaction, her attitude firm and uncompromising: "Then I'll just make a few more trips, anyway, I don't need your help."

And so, Meng Youyou ran up and down the stairs several times, climbing and resting intermittently, which was quite tiring. Huo Qingshan accompanied her the whole time, but he really didn't get involved.

The items were brought up in several batches and temporarily piled up at the front door. Anyway, there are security cameras at the door so there's no fear of them getting stolen. This was a rule set by Huo Qingshan. He felt that the delivery boxes and bags were too dirty and tried to keep them out of the house. Meng Youyou didn't have any objections to this, since he was the one who usually picked up the packages she ordered. People who don't do the work have no say.

On the very last trip, Meng Youyou, panting, walked out of the stairwell on the seventh floor carrying her suitcase. Just then, the elevator dinged, and the metal doors opened.

This sound struck precisely at the nerve endings of Meng Youyou, who was already furious.

A middle-aged couple came out of the elevator and met them. The woman spoke first, saying, "Xiao Meng, you bought so many things, why didn't you take the elevator up?"

At this moment, Meng Youyou was staring at someone with a fierce glint in her eyes: "..."

She was so tired that she didn't want to talk at all. The past forty minutes had been equivalent to half a month's worth of exercise for her.

The man next to his wife continued, "These days, it's popular for young people to climb stairs to lose weight and exercise. Several young women in my workplace take the stairs every day instead of using the elevator."

"Right, Xiao Meng?" the man asked her with a smile.

Meng Youyou echoed with a forced smile, "Yes, climbing stairs is good for your health." She said through gritted teeth.

Ha, Huo Qingshan, you're finished! You're really finished!