Married to the army by mistake, abstinent boss becomes addicted to pampering his wife

Chapter 126 Is she a very mean person?

"My dear niece, go find a cool place to play in the mud. That's more in line with your intelligence."

After saying that, Jiang Moli closed the door.

Lu Tingting didn't linger. She excitedly ran back to her dormitory and told Jiang Qing the "good news," as well as Qiao Wenjing, who was still there.

“My third uncle has never had a good temper. Jiang Moli made him lose face so badly, how could he not teach Jiang Moli a lesson!”

"You didn't see it, Jiang Moli's neck and chest are covered in red marks, she must have been beaten by my third uncle!"

He laughed heartily as he talked, even happier than during the Chinese New Year.

Jiang Qing felt an inexplicable sense of unease.

When a man gets angry at a woman, he usually slaps her a couple of times or kicks her a couple of times; he never hits her neck or chest.

Considering that Lu Cheng and Jiang Moli did not consummate their marriage when they got married, to be honest, last night was their wedding night.

The red marks on Jiang Moli's body are most likely traces of lovemaking!

A strange feeling welled up inside Lu Cheng. He looked at the cold and aloof man and wondered if he was really this wild in bed.
Qiao Wenjing was also skeptical.

Although she hated Jiang Moli, she wished Jiang Moli would get beaten up.

But she couldn't accept that Lu Cheng, whom she admired so highly, would hit a woman.

Unable to resist speaking up for Lu Cheng, she said, "Your third uncle isn't that kind of person. He even said he was going to give the chicken soup to Jiang Moli. The marks on Jiang Moli's body were probably from mosquito bites."

"Chicken soup? Where did you get chicken soup?"

Having not eaten meat for several meals in a row, Lu Tingting's mouth watered at the mere mention of chicken soup.

"I made this for your third uncle, but..."

Before Qiao Wenjing could finish speaking, Lu Tingting interrupted, "Why did you send chicken soup to my third uncle?"

"You wouldn't happen to have a crush on my third uncle, would you?"

"You have the nerve to call Jiang Moli shameless? You're no better yourself! You know my third uncle is married, and you're still throwing yourself at him. Can't you find another man?"

Lu Tingting's mouth chattered on and on, like a machine gun.

Qiao Wenjing's face turned green with anger. "I have no improper thoughts about your third uncle! I just want to regard him as my benefactor!"

"Since you consider my third uncle a benefactor, why did you provoke him to give the chicken soup to Jiang Moli?"

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Don't you hate Jiang Moli? Why are you taking her side now?"

"I didn't help Jiang Moli. I just can't stand people who act like prostitutes while pretending to be virtuous."

Qiao Wenjing's mouth twisted with anger, "Explain yourself! Who are you calling a bitch!"

"I didn't name names, why are you getting so worked up? You should learn from Jiang Qing, she's much more composed than you..."

Jiang Qing's eyelids twitched, afraid that Lu Tingting would reveal her secrets: "Let's all keep quiet. We have the same goal and should unite. Let's call it a day. Wenjing, I'll see you out."

As he spoke, he pushed Qiao Wenjing out of the dormitory.

After walking a distance and confirming that Lu Tingting couldn't hear him, he whispered words of comfort to Qiao Wenjing:

"She has the same spoiled princess temperament as Jiang Moli, and she can't stand anyone. Just bear with her."

Qiao Wenjing was furious: "Why should I put up with her? What's so great about her?!"

“She’s Lu Ying’s niece; she can help send news of Jiang Moli back to the Lu family…”

Jiang Qing talked until her throat was dry before she finally managed to coax Qiao Wenjing away.

When she returned to the dormitory, she was immediately met with a barrage of mockery from Lu Tingting: "No wonder you can be friends with Qiao Wenjing, you two are cut from the same cloth, both of you like to steal other people's men."

"Also, you've been back for so long, why didn't you put the blanket on for me? Hurry up and put the blanket on for me, I want to sleep."

Jiang Qing's face was contorted with rage.

It's one thing to mock her, but to order her around like that is perfectly justified.

Is she some kind of mean person?

"Lu Tingting, please show me some respect! I'm your comrade, your partner. I'm not inferior to you, and I have no obligation to do this or that for you!"

"Why are you yelling so loudly? If you're not going to help, fine, I'll do it myself!"

"Then take your time, I'm going to rest."

Seeing that Jiang Qing had indeed gone to bed and wasn't helping her, Lu Tingting could only angrily do it herself.

I fiddled with it for almost half an hour, but I still didn't know how to neatly stuff the cotton batting into the duvet cover.

Forget it, I'll just leave it as is.

It also saves me the trouble of washing the duvet cover!
She's so smart!

……

After lunch, Lu Cheng made a special trip to the recruit training camp to meet with Jiang Peng. "How's it going? What did you do today?"

"The whole morning was spent in meetings, discussing rules and regulations, and they even divided us into shifts..."

After Jiang Peng finished rambling on, Lu Cheng offered him a few words of encouragement, and then brought up the matter of Jiang Moli visiting her relatives.

"You said on the phone last time that you'd bring me local specialties, was that you bringing your sister?"

Jiang Peng chuckled, "You have to give gifts that suit the recipient's tastes."

Lu Cheng stood with his hands behind his back, looking him up and down.

His wife said his brother-in-law wasn't very bright, but he didn't think that was entirely true.

My brother-in-law is not only smart, but he's also very smart.

"Focus on your training and studies, and come to my camp after the training is over."

"Yes, brother-in-law! No, Commander Lu!"

Lu Cheng's expression turned serious. "In the military, discipline always comes first. Don't think that just because I'm your brother-in-law, I'm not a law-abiding citizen. Even if I were your own father, I would still handle this strictly as a matter of official business. This is a one-time exception!"

"Yes!"

"I've already spoken to your Commander Zhu, and he'll take good care of you."

"Yes!"

……

The sun sets in the west.

The golden afterglow bathed the soldiers' skin in a bronze hue.

Lu Cheng took off the towel from his waist, wiped his face, glanced at his watch, and then took out a whistle and blew it.

"Everyone, regroup and call it a day!"

The soldiers, who had been working scattered across the barren slope, quickly assembled into neat squares at the foot of the mountain.

"Go back and take your lunchboxes. Line up at the barracks gate. We'll give you an extra meal tonight: half a spoonful of beef sauce and a spoonful of salted boiled peanuts each!"

"Go back to camp!"

The entire battalion of soldiers returned to the camp like a train.

Although he stood ramrod straight, people around him were whispering amongst themselves.

"No extra practice today?"

"Not only did they not give us extra training, they even gave us extra meals! The Army is being so nice to us all of a sudden, I'm not feeling at ease."

No wonder the soldiers were so surprised.

Given Lu Cheng's temper, he must have been seething with anger after making a self-criticism in the morning.

Normally, they would be given a good workout to vent their anger.
"Lu Ying's wife is here, and he's busy finishing work to go home and be with her, so naturally he doesn't have time to train us!"

"You'd better watch out if this gets back to Lu Ying, or he'll deal with you!"

There are different opinions.

But the entire battalion was overjoyed about the extra meal at night!
Boiled peanuts with salt and beef sauce—it sounds delicious!

Return to the barracks.

Lu Cheng handed the beef sauce and salted boiled peanuts to his three company commanders, instructing them to distribute them.

He took a shower as quickly as possible, changed into clean clothes, and went to the guesthouse.

……

At the entrance of the barracks.

Zhao Hongbing was in charge of distributing the beef sauce, Li Lijun was in charge of distributing the peanuts, and Sun Jianhua was in charge of keeping records to prevent anyone from taking more than their share.

With too many monks and too little porridge, careful budgeting is essential.

Half a spoonful of beef sauce is about the size of an adult's thumb.

But for soldiers who could only eat pork twice a month, it was a delicacy.

Every soldier who received the beef sauce buried their face in their lunchbox.

Just smelling the aroma is enough to bring me immense satisfaction.

Take a precious bite of a dried, salted peanut.

The fatigue from a whole day of training and work was completely washed away.

(End of this chapter)