He was a disabled military officer who doted on his research work in the Northwest.

Just then, the door was pushed open. Chen Zhiyuan, the adjutant, strode in, carrying a document. As soon as he entered, he keenly smelled the domineering aroma emanating from the room, and when he saw the empty bowl in front of Mu Qinghan that had been used by chopsticks, his eyes widened instantly.

You know, the group leader has been suffering from stomach problems for the past two days, and he hasn't even been able to drink water. He's become incredibly thin! Yet today he actually started eating?!

"Commander, you have an appetite?" Chen Zhiyuan was overjoyed and turned to look at Xiao Li. "What kind of divine dish is this? Who made it?"

"These vegetables were grown by my sister-in-law, and she made spicy hot pot in the cafeteria!" Xiao Li quickly reported, as if to take credit.

Upon hearing this, a light instantly shone in Chen Zhiyuan's mind.

During this time, Chen Zhiyuan, as the adjutant, had been so worried about Mu Qinghan's health that his hair had almost turned white. To make matters worse, his fiancée, Liu Fang, kept whispering in his ear, saying things like, "The regimental commander is so badly injured, you should advise him to retire and rest as soon as possible, to share his burdens." Chen Zhiyuan felt disgusted every time he heard this. The regimental commander was the person he respected most, someone he could trust with on the battlefield, a brother who had risked his life for him. More than anyone else, he wanted the regimental commander to recover and fly again!

"Commander!" Chen Zhiyuan immediately stood at attention, his gaze fixed intently on Mu Qinghan. "Since you can eat what your sister-in-law cooks, why don't I go and talk to her and ask her to prepare some light and appetizing meals just for you? The commander has given a strict order; you can't afford to delay any longer!"

Mu Qinghan lowered her eyes, the image of that woman swiftly and decisively turning the floor flashing through her mind.

That woman was pitiful; she was only here to marry in place of her family member. He and she were, at best, strangers living under the same roof.

"No need." Mu Qinghan's jawline twitched slightly, her tone as cool as ever, as she politely declined, "She's new here and only staying for a few days. There's no need to trouble her. I don't like owing favors to others."

Having followed him for so many years, Chen Zhiyuan could easily discern the reserve in his commander's words. The commander didn't want to trouble them, but what time was it to be concerned with personal relationships now?

On the surface, Chen Zhiyuan stood at attention and shouted "Yes!", but in his heart he secretly made up his mind: if the regimental commander couldn't bring himself to do it, he, as his brother, would do it!

Shen Tang, unaware of what was happening here, seized the opportunity to plant a second batch of space crops in the flower bed—this time, the extremely fast-growing "fruit radish." This space-mutated variety grows to be crisp and sweet, comparable to fruit.

Two days later, in the afternoon, the radish had just begun to show its tender red skin. There was a mischievous little boy in the compound nicknamed "Tiger," who was used to running wild in the yard. Smelling the sweet fragrance, he couldn't resist and secretly pulled one up from the flower bed.

Unfortunately, just as he pulled it out, Shen Tang, who was carrying a basin of water, bumped right into him.

Tiger shuddered in fright, the radish fell to the ground with a "thud," and he shrank back, his face pale, thinking that the new, pretty sister-in-law was going to hit him.

Instead of getting angry, Shen Tang went over and picked up the radish from the ground, washed it thoroughly by the sink, and handed it to Hu Zi: "Eat it. It's pesticide-free and sweet."

Tiger took it blankly, tentatively took a bite, and his eyes instantly lit up like little stars: "Sister-in-law! This is even tastier than an apple!"

Just then, Hu Zi's biological mother, Zhang Cuihua, rushed out. She immediately saw Shen Tang standing in front of her son, Hu Zi holding things from Shen Tang's field, and launched into a tirade of abuse:

"Shen Tang, what are you doing! You're such a grown man, what kind of skill is it to bully a child! All I did was pull out one of your wretched radishes, look how stingy you are!"

The military wives who were washing clothes in the courtyard all peeked out to see what was going on.

Shen Tang rolled her eyes, too lazy to even offer a word of explanation. She simply wiped her hands with a towel and prepared to turn and go back inside. Engaging in this kind of internal strife was a complete waste of time.

Tiger, however, panicked. He suddenly spread his small arms to shield Shen Tang, shouting at his mother, "Mom, don't yell at me! My sister-in-law didn't scold me! She washed radishes for me! She's much more generous than you!"

Zhang Cuihua was humiliated in front of everyone by her own son. Her face turned as red as a monkey's bottom. Amidst the suppressed laughter of those around her, she awkwardly dragged Hu Zi away.

This scene was witnessed by Chen Zhiyuan and Squad Leader Wang, who were returning from the regimental headquarters and preparing to go find Shen Tang.

Looking at Shen Tang's nonchalant and composed demeanor in the face of gossip, Chen Zhiyuan couldn't help but secretly applaud her. This sister-in-law is not only skillful, but her heart and demeanor are absolutely worthy of their regimental commander!

"Shen, my dear!" Squad Leader Wang quickly greeted her with a smile, "Busy, huh?"

Shen Tang stopped in her tracks: "Squad Leader Wang, is something the matter?"

"Girl, I'm here to beg you for help!" Squad Leader Wang sighed with a worried look. "Commander Mu's stomach ailment has flared up again. He hasn't been able to drink a drop of rice porridge for two days straight. The commander has given the order: whoever can get the commander to eat will receive a third-class merit!"

Chen Zhiyuan also gave a sincere salute: "Sister-in-law, I'm the deputy commander of the First Regiment. I've heard you're a great cook. The commander's health is crucial for our Northwest Military Region. Could you please help me out and prepare a special meal for him? Whatever ingredients he needs, the logistics department will provide them unconditionally!"

Shen Tang lowered her eyelashes slightly, a glint of light flashing quickly in her eyes.

Whether or not I get credit for it is irrelevant, but this is a golden opportunity! By providing him with meals, I can legitimately prepare food therapy for him and, incidentally, find out the condition of the nerves in his leg. Once his leg is healed, will he still have the nerve to ask for that spatial jade bracelet back?

Moreover, he plans to lease land here for research in the future. An air force regimental commander owes him his life. This deal seems like a sure thing!

While her mind was racing with calculations, Shen Tang raised her head with a serious expression that conveyed a sense of righteousness and duty.

"Commander Mu is a war hero who defends our country. Since I'm temporarily staying in his courtyard, it's only right that I help him out." Shen Tang agreed readily without any hesitation. "Leave dinner to me. Squad Leader Wang, prepare some millet and yams for me."

Having settled the matter of the regimental commander's meals, Chen Zhiyuan finally felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders, and he hummed a little tune as he pushed open his front door.

"Fang'er, I'm back! I have good news for you!" he shouted excitedly as he changed his shoes.

Liu Fang was sitting at the table knitting when she heard the sound. She looked up and gave a gentle smile: "What good news? You seem to be in such a good mood today."

Chen Zhiyuan pulled up a chair, sat down, poured himself a glass of water, and took a big gulp: "The commander finally ate something today! He hadn't eaten a drop of water for days, which worried me terribly. This noon, Xiao Li brought back some spicy hot pot, and the commander actually picked up his chopsticks after smelling the aroma!"

"Really?" Liu Fang paused, her knitting needles still for a moment. "That's wonderful! Who made it?"

"It's that new sister-in-law, Shen Tang!" Chen Zhiyuan exclaimed excitedly. "She grows vegetables in the yard and cooks them in the canteen. The whole canteen went crazy for them today! I talked to Squad Leader Wang about having her cook special meals for the regimental commander from now on. I just told her, and she agreed immediately, so readily!"

"Shen Tang..." Liu Fang lowered her eyes, casually picking up a needle, "Is she the one who came to marry in place of the Shen family's adopted daughter? I heard she was just rescued by the police from the countryside."

"Yes." Chen Zhiyuan nodded.

Liu Fang sighed, her tone tinged with compassion: "She's a pitiful person... a perfectly good girl, forced into marriage by her family as a scapegoat, to be married off to Commander Mu."

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhiyuan's smile faded slightly, and his tone revealed a hint of displeasure: "What do you mean by 'scapegoat'? You're making it sound like the regimental commander has some fault."

"Oh dear, that's not what I meant!" Liu Fang quickly put down her knitting needles, grabbed Chen Zhiyuan's arm, and said softly, "I meant that the commander was so badly injured... his leg is also inconvenient, and I heard that he's also having problems in that area... This young woman is so pitiful. Zhiyuan, you must help the commander more often. With his health like this, he definitely can't handle everything in the unit, and it's all on your shoulders."