The mother of the era is reborn to support her cannon fodder children!

Chapter 143 "Wounded"

When Xibao saw her mother crying, she rushed over like a little firecracker, "Mom, why are you crying? Don't cry, don't cry. Just tell me what you want, and Dad and I will agree to it. If you cry, your little brother and sister will become little crybabies too."

The little girl frowned, her face full of worry, at the thought of having another crybaby younger brother or sister.

Chen Yu wiped her eyes, which were still bright despite being filled with tears. "Mom is happy that your dad has a job now."

It's a secure job.

She hadn't thought about it.

I never imagined that the child's father would have a job.

"Your aunt helped your dad find this job. Remember her kindness, and when you grow up and become successful, you must be filial to your aunt, understand?" Chen Yu instructed Xibao, then looked at the silly-looking Dadan and Erdan, "And you two, do you understand?"

Da Dan stopped grinning and said seriously, "We're both so old, how could we not know how to be filial to our aunt! Mom, you tell Xi Bao!"

Of course he knew that his aunt was good to them.

He will be filial to his aunt. She is his only aunt. If he is not filial to her, who will he be filial to?

Chen Yu laughed in exasperation.

"Stinky boy!"

Xi Bao smiled brightly, "Mom, don't worry about my brother. I'll be good and I'll definitely be filial to Aunt."

"Good girl." Chen Yu patted the little girl's head, then supported her belly and went back to the kitchen.

Yuan Xiang worked quickly and had already chopped the vegetables. Just as she was about to stir-fry them, she saw her cousin-in-law and said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, sit down and rest for a while. It will be ready soon."

Chen Yu laughed, "I'm so happy, I can't sit still. I came to watch the fire."

Yuan Xiang didn't try to persuade her anymore, and her face was full of smiles as she thought of something.

It's certainly something to be happy about when a worker comes to the family. After she started dating a worker, her mother stood up straight and spoke with more confidence when talking to her aunt.

She knew that it was better to have what others had than for herself. If she could find a job in the future, she would work hard so that her mother could stand tall for the rest of her life!

Outside the hospital.

The kids, including Da Dan, were looking at the nice things Yu Bao and Heng Bao had brought them, chattering away, so lively they were almost noisy.

Good news was happening at the Lin family's house, and the adults were in a good mood, so they didn't restrain the children and let them play freely.

Lin Shisheng was washing his face when he felt someone watching him.

He looked up and met his parents' faces.

He shook his head twice to wipe the water off his face.

Knowing what his parents wanted to ask, he tactfully said:

"Zhao Zhao said that Xiao Si is already treating his foot. When we see him again, Xiao Si will be a healthy Xiao Si."

Lin Heling and Song Xiwei missed their youngest son, whom they felt most indebted to, but unfortunately, he wasn't in the same brigade, so they couldn't visit him often.

Only after hearing his second son talk about Xiao Si's condition did he feel somewhat relieved.

"Have you delivered the items?" Lin Heling asked.

"I gave it to him." Lin Shisheng looked helpless. Was he really that unreliable?

It's true what they say, concern makes you lose your composure.

Song Xiwei frowned slightly, remembering that there was still no news from the mistress. "I wonder if the mistress has received the telegram."

Lin Heling patted his wife's hand, his voice soothing, "The mistress will reply when she receives it; if she doesn't, it means she has a mission."

Does he miss his son? Of course he does, but he also knows that his son is grown up, has his own career that he loves, and is no longer a little child following behind him and his wife, making one demand after another.

As the Lin family was talking about Lin Shifan, the young man on the white hospital bed thousands of miles away slowly opened his eyes.

"Battalion Commander, you're awake!" the orderly's excited voice rang out.

Upon hearing this, the soldiers who came to visit Lin Shifan exchanged a glance and quickened their pace to enter the ward.

"Shifan! You're awake!"

Lin Shifan had just woken up and was still not fully conscious. His head was fuzzy, and he stared blankly at the several heads above him.

The scene before he lost consciousness flashed through his mind, and his dark eyes instantly cleared.

Struggling to get up.

Upon realizing he could not sense the existence of his legs, Lin Shifan's pupils constricted sharply.

“My leg…” He instinctively touched his leg.

One of the soldiers helped him sit up, comforting him, "Your leg is still there, it's fine."

No amputation was performed.

only……

It's highly likely that Shi Fan will leave the military.

They all realized this, exchanged glances, and a heavy look flashed in their eyes.

Lin Shifan wasn't blind; he keenly noticed his comrade's subtle movements. He lowered his eyes, staring at his legs, his gaze momentarily lingering, his mind blank.

He's leaving the military he loves!?
That was his first thought.

Then, a deep sense of reluctance spread through my heart.

His hands, resting on the blanket, tightened involuntarily, and the veins on the back of his hands and arms bulged.

"That's what the doctor said, but we'll have to see how things go from here on out. Shifan, you're a determined soldier, you can't let this little difficulty break you. Giving up easily isn't in your nature, so don't rush to give up," said the dark-skinned soldier with a defiant look in his eyes.

Lin Shih-fan hasn't been emo for long.

He looked up. "Yes, it depends on recovery. Giving up now isn't in my nature."

His comrade gently patted his shoulder, "That's more like it."

They didn't say there were other paths to take after leaving the army; everyone understands that principle. It's just that once you're in this place, no one is willing to leave.

At that moment, the orderly brought over a piece of paper. "Battalion Commander, this is a telegram from your home."

telegraph?

Lin Shifan was taken aback, then quickly took the paper and scanned the words on it.

Xiao Si has been found?!
His solemn face relaxed, and a broad smile blossomed on his face.

"What good news? Tell us so we can be happy too," a comrade said, his face full of curiosity.

Lin Shifan exclaimed happily, "My younger brother, who was abducted when he was little, has been found!"

"Aren't there three brothers in your family?" The orderly poured a cup and handed it to the battalion commander.

Lin Shifan's legs were injured, but his arms were fine. He took the water and took a small sip, not daring to drink more, for fear of needing to go to the toilet too often.

“Not three, but four,” he said. “I have a twin brother, my fourth child. He was stolen shortly after he was born, but my family said they found him.”

The comrades present were all happy for the Lin family.

It's incredible that someone who's been missing for over twenty years has been found.

"This is great news! Shifan, get well soon. Once you're fully recovered, you have to treat us to a meal. Your family has had a wonderful occasion, and you've done a great service. We absolutely have to invite you."

This statement almost certainly concluded that Lin Shifan's leg would not have any major problems and that he would definitely be able to stay in the army.

Lin Shifan smiled; his dark complexion made his white teeth stand out.

"please."

Thinking of his comrade whom he had protected, he asked, "Is Zheng Yue alright?"

The young soldiers looked grim.

Zheng Yue is a heartless bastard.

Shi Fan saved him, injuring his own leg and facing an uncertain future. Yet, he only came once, offering some rotten apples, and then acted as if he were dead, never caring about Shi Fan's life or death again. He's truly heartless. How could such a cold-hearted person appear in the army?

It's really despicable!

"He's fine, don't worry about that guy, he's disgusting," the outspoken young man said.

The person next to him nudged him with his elbow, "Watch your words."

"What nephritis? I'm a rough guy, I don't understand any of that! Shi Fan saved that bastard Zheng Yue, and that bastard only came once and never asked a question again. Isn't that disgusting? If you ask me, Shi Fan shouldn't have saved that bastard. He was reckless and made a mistake because he was too eager to succeed. Why should Shi Fan pay the price? He's been spoiled!" The police officer said, "Exactly, what's a few rotten apples worth? The battalion commander injured his leg like that saving him, will he ever be able to..."

Even staying in the military isn't certain.

He was afraid of upsetting the battalion commander and affecting his recovery, so he didn't say anything more.

The battalion commander loves the army and being a soldier so much. If he is forced to leave, he will definitely be very sad.

Remembering what the doctor said, the battalion commander's injured leg had only a 50% chance of fully recovering, and the guard felt sorry for the battalion commander.

Lin Shifan then realized Zheng Yue's true character.

He lowered his eyes and said nonchalantly, "I won't say anything more. We're all comrades-in-arms. Soldiers wouldn't stand by and watch someone die."

Do you regret it? No.

Even though Zheng Yue is impulsive and not very bright, and his character is not good, it is still a life, and he cannot not save it.

The soldiers fell silent.

They all knew in their hearts that Zheng Yue was not someone to be trusted.

Don't worry, Shi Fan's injuries won't be in vain; they will help Zheng Yue spread his "good reputation."

Don't blame them for being talkative. Zheng Yue can do shameless things, so why can't they talk about it?

You can't bully honest people.

Lin Shifan was unaware that his comrade-in-arms was concerned about avenging him. He looked at the police officer and asked, "Does my family know about my injury?"

The police officer replied, "The military sent a telegram to your hometown."

A battalion commander always needs someone to take care of him.

Lin Shifan: "..."

He missed his family, but his unit was far from his hometown, and he didn't want his family to go through all that trouble. Besides, looking down at his leg, he knew that if it couldn't be healed, he would be sent back to his hometown, so why bother having his family come?

"Send another telegram saying that I am recovering well and do not need anyone to take care of me."

The police officer looked hesitant, hesitated for a moment, and then agreed.

He sent it first; if the battalion commander's family is willing, they will come.
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Harvest Brigade.

Lin Zhao saw that the bamboo basket in the yard was full of wild hawthorns.

"Did you get all these wild hawthorns?"

Yu Bao ate the animal-shaped cookies, popping them into his mouth one after another with a crunching sound. "That's right, Yuan Bao knew where they were; he led us to pick them."

"It was so sour, it almost made my teeth fall out." Hengbao covered her cheek in fear as she thought about how sour it was.

Tiechui tapped his little head and said in a simple and honest way, "It's very sour. After eating hawthorn, I can't chew anything else. It's so uncomfortable."

Lin Zhao chuckled, "If you think it's sour, why are you picking so many?"

They have plenty of food at home now.

Yu Bao looked serious and spoke in a very formal manner, “If all the children are picking them, we’ll feel like we’re missing out if we don’t.”

"Yes, it's sour, but it's okay to eat one once in a while." Hengbao held a ball of rice puffs in her right hand, stuffed it into her mouth, and caught the falling 'millet grains' with her left hand, saying, "My brother and I used to be so hungry, eating a wild hawthorn would stop our stomachs from hurting!"

Lin Zhao felt a pang of sadness.

She gently rubbed her two chubby little faces. "I'll make you jam. The jam isn't sour; you can soak it in water and drink it, or dip steamed buns in it."

The twins let their mother rub their faces, their dark, bright eyes full of dependence.

Hengbao asked, "What is jam?"

"You'll know once it's done," Lin Zhao said, keeping everyone in suspense as she picked up the bamboo basket filled with hawthorns.

She went into the kitchen, poured the hawthorns into a basin to wash them clean, removed the pits, cut them into small pieces, poured them into an iron pot, added water and sugar...

When Gu's mother saw Lin Zhao pour in so much sugar, her heart ached and she couldn't bear to look any longer, so she quickly left the kitchen.

Seeing the expression on her face, Gu Lan, who was tending the fire, chuckled to himself.

Huang Xiulan and Zhao Liuniang also felt sorry for her.

That amount of sugar is enough for them to use for a year.

"With three younger siblings, those mischievous kids will never lack good food." Zhao Liuniang envied the children's good fortune.

Huang Xiulan said, "Yes, it's no wonder they're so close to their third sister-in-law. They're bound by what they've eaten. If it were me, I would be close to her too."

My third sister-in-law is very generous, especially towards the children; she's incredibly generous with them.

The children in the family listen to what she says, but the brat doesn't listen to anything she says.

Lin Zhao was busy making jam for the first time, and she was very careful with every step.

Hearing her sisters-in-law's conversation, she smiled and said, "None of our children are unreasonable. They are all lovable. The older ones know how to take care of their younger siblings, and the younger ones don't fight or compete. They are all good children."

With Gu Jia's children around, she doesn't need to worry much about her own four kids.

Looking at Gu Lan quietly tending the fire, he said, "Ah Lan is such a good girl, so well-behaved and thoughtful. Thank you, Ah Lan, for taking care of Qianbao and Yaobao. When your third uncle and I return from the provincial capital, we'll bring you a dress."

The twins were the youngest, and received the most care from Alan, which she witnessed firsthand.

Gu Lan is very much like her aunt; she is diligent, thoughtful, and doesn't hold grudges—a very good girl.

"Third Aunt, no need." Gu Lan quickly waved her hand and refused when she heard that her third aunt wanted to buy her a dress.

She didn't know what a "Braggi" was, but anything in the provincial capital was expensive, so it must have cost a lot of money.

Lin Zhao said, "Of course we'll use it. Our Alan is all grown up now, she needs a dress. What color do you like? Well, I don't know what colors they'll have, I'll just buy whatever I can think of. I hope you'll like it."

Huang Xiulan felt embarrassed and quickly said, "Third sister-in-law, don't spend that money. Alan doesn't lack clothes. Didn't you just give her a few last time? That's enough for her."

Lin Zhao smiled and said nothing more.

After making the hawthorn jam, she poured several bowls of it. "Sister-in-law, second sister-in-law, Alan, you all have to try it and see how it tastes. Alan, take a bowl to your grandparents."

Huang Xiulan and Zhao Liuniang thanked their third sister-in-law.

They can finally taste this sweet water. I wonder which tastes better, the jam water or the soda?
"Yes." Gu Lan carried the bowl to the main room.

Lin Zhao also brought a bowl out of the kitchen and sat down under a tree in the courtyard.

As soon as they saw her, the four cubs rushed over.

Seeing the red water in the bowl, four pairs of eyes shone like stars.

"Try this, it's water mixed with hawthorn jam." Lin Zhao handed it to Yu Bao, asking him to give it to his younger siblings.

She went to the bathroom to take a shower, and came out with her wet, black hair, casually drying it with a towel in her right hand.

Fortunately, the weather was hot and windy, so my hair dried quickly.

When Yu Bao saw Lin Zhao come out, he clung to her like a clingy little thing, his voice cheerful, "Mommy, the jam water is so delicious, it's different from soda, can I have it again tomorrow?"

"Sure," Lin Zhao replied, sitting down in the large rocking chair.

Qianbao is a very thoughtful little dumpling. Seeing that her mother was resting, she went back to the room to get a book and handed it to her.

"Do you want me to read it to you?" Lin Zhao asked directly, not understanding.

The child smiled and nodded gently, "Mmm."

He's gained weight and doesn't like going out, so he looks like a giant glutinous rice ball when he stands there. Yet, he has a calm and composed demeanor, creating an adorable contrast that's incredibly endearing.

Lin Zhao picked up Qianbao, hugged her son, opened the book, and began to read it softly.

The other three children, not wanting to be left out, brought out small stools and gathered around their mother. Yao Bao, being the youngest, knew she was getting special treatment and squeezed into her mother's arms.

Lin Zhao chuckled and let her daughter climb onto the recliner.

The little dumpling huffed and puffed as it climbed up, wiped its sweat, and let out a small sigh, seemingly exhausted.

Lin Zhao's smile deepened, and she continued reading stories to her four children without stopping.

Time flew by, and a few tinkling sounds came from the front gate.

The people in the courtyard were startled, and the twins' eyes lit up slightly.

Hengbao shouted, "It's Dad! Dad's brought Uncle back!"

(End of this chapter)