1970s: A hot-tempered wife who accompanied a soldier to the military compound and made a fortune.

Chapter 656 I love all the food you cook.
Bai Meimei frowned slightly: "Xiaoya, you haven't given up yet?"

Jiang Xiaoya quickly waved her hand and said, "Don't misunderstand. Even if I like him a lot, I can't make mistakes, right?"

Bai Meimei asked suspiciously, "Then what about you?"

Jiang Xiaoya glanced around: "I've let go, but I just want to see where I went wrong, to see how much she really cared for Deputy Battalion Commander Fu, so that I can finally give up completely."

Bai Meimei sensed something was off, but couldn't quite put her finger on it: "Then what do you want me to do?"

Seeing that she believed her, Jiang Xiaoya said, "I just want to know what's going on with her."

Bai Meimei thought about it and realized it wasn't a big deal: "You, after all this talk, you still haven't let it go."

Afraid that she would ask more probing questions, Jiang Xiaoya shook Bai Meimei's arm and pretended to be coquettish, saying, "It always takes time, so please help me, okay?"

Bai Meimei, seeing that she had already said that, said, "Fine, fine, I'm really scared of you."

Having received Bai Meimei's preparations, he gave her the contact information Qi Shufang had left: "I need to take a few days off. Call me at this number. If I'm not available, just leave me a message."

Bai Meimei didn't think much of it: "Okay."

Jiang Xiaoya left only after seeing that things were done.

As I left the hospital, I glanced back at the wards before heading straight back to the communications unit.

Chu Xue, who was standing by the window of the ward preparing to serve Fu Yancheng a meal, inadvertently saw Jiang Xiaoya looking up from downstairs.

I just didn't take it to heart.

She placed the bowl of dumpling soup on the stool: "I didn't stir-fry the dumplings, I just boiled them in plain water. Try it and see if it suits your taste." Of course, when serving him the soup, she also secretly added some water from the spatial pool, though not much, just enough to help him scab over quickly and prevent inflammation.

Fu Yancheng smiled at her and said, "I like all the food you cook."

I picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful, and took a bite. I couldn't help but give her a thumbs up: "It tastes really great, very refreshing."

I placed some chopped vegetable pancakes on the lid of the lunchbox: "This goes well with it."

Fu Yancheng's eyes were full of smiles: "Thank you, Xue'er, you've worked hard."

As I said these words, I secretly made another decision in my heart: whenever I have time, I will go to the cooking squad and learn a few more dishes so that I can cook them for Xue'er in the future.

My own cooking skills are nothing compared to Xue'er's.

Not long after the meal, Dr. Zhao came to check on Fu Yancheng with his team. Seeing that Fu Yancheng's wounds had healed, he exclaimed again, "Your constitution is truly remarkable! Your entire back has scabbed over. At this rate, you really will be able to be discharged in a few days."

After exchanging pleasantries and explaining the precautions, they moved me to the middle bed.

Chu Xue poured Fu Yancheng another half glass of water: "Drink this as a mouthwash."

Fu Yancheng obediently drank it down: "Xue'er, you heard what Doctor Zhao said just now. Don't worry, I'm really fine now. You can take the afternoon bus back to the factory, so you don't have to get up early tomorrow to travel."

Chu Xue knew he was thinking of her, but she had already made a promise to her future mother-in-law that she would return to the factory early the next morning, so she couldn't go back on her word. Besides, she wanted him to drink more water from the space pool to speed up his metabolism and minimize the chances of scarring.

She had it all planned out: she would go back and buy some burn ointment, modify it herself, add some water from the spatial pool, and have him apply it to his back. That was all she could do.

(End of this chapter)