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

Chapter 680 A hint of regret arose in his heart.
Fu Yanwan grabbed her things and pulled Sun Juanjuan along as they headed out: "My second brother said Xiaoze hasn't eaten anything all day. I was worried he might wake up hungry in the middle of the night, so I thought I'd go find Aunt Cai to borrow a stove and cook some millet porridge to take over."

Fu Yanwan had a good relationship with Aunt Cai in the kitchen. After hearing Fu Yanwan's purpose, Aunt Cai readily agreed to help her. However, Aunt Cai was very responsible and stayed with them until the millet porridge was cooked before locking the door and preparing to leave with them.

After thanking her repeatedly, Fu Yanwan went to the clinic with Sun Juanjuan.

Seeing his younger sister coming over again, Fu Yanwei frowned and asked, "It's so late, why are you here again? You're such a worry."

Fu Yanwan didn't explain, "Alright, I just came to deliver some porridge to Xiaoze, I'll be going back now."

She handed the lunchbox to her second brother and said, "We're going back now. I'll come see Xiaoze again tomorrow morning."

Looking at his younger sister who had already walked away, Fu Yanwei felt a pang of regret.

As the second brother, he really let his younger sister down. He shouldn't have confiscated her things just because Hao Yanhong nagged him a few times.

Just as she was about to put the porridge down, she heard Hao Yanhong say, "Xiao Wan is really something. We haven't even had dinner yet, and she's only thinking about Xiao Ze. Who is she trying to fool by bringing this box of porridge?"

Fu Yanwei finally understood that his wife was determined to cause trouble even when she was in the wrong. "Don't you think about what you've done as the second sister-in-law?" he said. "Alright, just say less. They get their meals from the cafeteria, and it's definitely closing time now. Where are you expecting her to find food for you?"

"But they can't just ignore us, can they?"

"Yan Hong, some things should be done in moderation. My sister is a few years younger than you. Don't you feel guilty saying such things?"

Seeing that his son's forehead was covered in sweat, Fu Yanwei stopped arguing with her and put the lunchbox on the table. He quickly grabbed a damp handkerchief from the side and wiped his son's forehead with it, saying, "Xiao Ze, wake up. Your aunt brought over some millet porridge. Would you like some?"

Perhaps he was really hungry. Fu Yanwei, who hadn't held out much hope, saw his son's eyelashes flutter a few times and Fu Yancheng immediately exclaimed excitedly, "Yanhong, Xiaoze heard me!" Hao Yanhong forgot her anger and said, "Son, Xiaoze, you scared your mother to death!"

It took Xiaoze a while to open his eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Mom, I'm thirsty."

Fu Yanwei quickly opened the lunchbox: "The porridge your aunt sent is a real lifesaver. I'll feed you now."

But this kid was a bit stubborn, refusing to let his mom feed him no matter what: "I'm a big kid now, I can do it myself."

Seeing the blush still lingering on her son's face, and hearing his words, she couldn't help but smile for the first time that day: "Okay, my Xiaoze is a big boy now, he can eat by himself."

He hadn't expected that the fever would subside so quickly and that the person would regain their energy so soon, but he was still worried that something might happen to the child, so he quickly gave Hao Yanhong a wink.

Hao Yanhong was still sulking with him, but when it came to her son, she could put everything else aside.

Meanwhile, Fu Yancheng looked at Xiao Guo and said, "Go find Dr. Zhao and tell him that I want to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible."

"Deputy Battalion Commander, don't you know how badly you were injured before? Didn't Doctor Zhao say that you should stay for another day or two for observation, and only be discharged after confirming there are no aftereffects? What's the rush?"

"I know my body. Staying here is no different from going home to recover."

Just then, Dr. Zhao, who was on duty, overheard their conversation and walked straight in: "Deputy Battalion Commander Fu, I have to criticize you this time. I'm letting you stay for another two or three days for observation. It's for your own good, so don't be stubborn."

(End of this chapter)