The aloof military doctor arrives at the unit, and the tough guy can't sit still.

After Han Yu finished speaking, Zhao Feng felt as if his heart was bleeding.

"I want four ounces of rice," Xia Qiuran continued.

"I also weigh four ounces," Lu Zhenghan then said.

"I want..." Yang Yuqin began to speak, but Zhao Feng immediately covered her mouth. "This lady only needs two ounces of sorghum rice, and I want a steamed bun."

Yang Yuqin removed Zhao Feng's hand, wanting to refute but not daring to. It was one thing to give her coarse grains, but only two liang (100 grams), while she usually ate six liang (300 grams).

Once all the dishes were served, Han Yu couldn't wait to start eating. Although there wasn't a single dish with meat, at least there was white rice and white steamed buns, which were rare rations in the army.

Zhao Feng then placed a piece of tofu on Xia Qiuran's plate. "Qiuran, I remember you used to love tofu. Try this and see if it's good."

Seeing Zhao Feng's actions, Yang Yuqin unconsciously tightened her grip on her chopsticks and took a big bite of sorghum rice.

"Comrade Zhao, you should give this piece of tofu to Yuqin now." Xia Qiuran looked at the tofu in the bowl and felt extremely disgusted.

"Qiuran, you should eat this. I can eat this stuff all the time, I won't miss this meal." Yang Yuqin said while eating, "I remember when you were little, your family was poor. Your mother took you and your brother to beg for food. When they came to my door, my mother gave you a bowl of mixed grain porridge, which saved your whole family's lives. I was able to give back then, and I'm not short of this piece of tofu now."

After exposing Xia Qiuran's shortcomings, a hint of smugness immediately appeared in Yang Yuqin's eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, all the eyes at the table turned to Xia Qiuran. Even Han Yu, who had been eating dry food, stopped and glanced at Xia Qiuran. He couldn't believe that Xia Qiuran had such a hard childhood.

After Yang Yuqin's reminder, all the past events immediately came to Xia Qiuran's mind.

When I was a child, there was a drought one year. The commune couldn't produce enough food, and many people had to beg for food. My mother led me and my older brother to beg for food until we reached Yang Yuqin's door.

Yang Yuqin's mother gave them a bowl of thin porridge. Her mother couldn't bear to eat it and gave it all to her and her older brother. Not long after they finished eating, they lay on the ground with stomach pains and couldn't get up. Later, their mother licked the bottom of the bowl and found that the porridge was smelly.

"Yes, thanks to that bowl of mixed grain porridge, we were just hungry before, but after drinking it, we were in pain and hungry again, and we even had a high fever," Xia Qiuran said calmly.

Yang Yuqin snorted, seemingly already knowing that "wild boars can't eat fine chaff; it's because your stomachs can't handle it."

After hearing this, Lu Zhenghan's expression did not change much. Seeing that Xia Qiuran had not touched her chopsticks, he gestured with his eyes to the tofu in Xia Qiuran's bowl and said in a low voice.

"Do you want this piece of tofu?"

Xia Qiuran glanced at her rice bowl. She was determined not to eat anything Zhao Feng had put on her plate. Throwing it away would be wasteful, and if Zhao Feng accused her of wasting food, it would be a huge loss. So she just endured it and didn't eat.

She never expected that Lu Zhenghan would help her out of her predicament at this time.

"Give it to me if you don't want to eat." Lu Zhenghan moved his rice bowl next to Xia Qiuran.

"Thank you." Xia Qiuran silently took the piece of tofu and whispered her thanks.

"Comrade Lu, there's still plenty of food left on the plate. Why take it from a female comrade's bowl?" Zhao Feng's face darkened immediately upon hearing this.

Lu Zhenghan, as if nothing had happened, ate the piece of tofu in one bite. "Comrade Zhao may not know, but Xia Qiuran is allergic to tofu now. She feels nauseous whenever she eats it."

"Besides, there doesn't seem to be much left on the plate. Why don't you add two more dishes, Comrade Zhao?"

After speaking, he looked at the three empty plates that Han Yu had eaten, leaving only the bottom of the plates.

"Great, great, it's all gone before I've even had a chance to eat much." Han Yu immediately agreed when he heard about adding more food.

Zhao Feng's face was even more unpleasant than if he had swallowed a fly. "It's getting late, I have things to do, let's finish eating and leave quickly."

The person you wanted to invite didn't appreciate it, while the person you didn't want to invite was enjoying the meal and then got a sarcastic remark for no reason. Only a fool would order more food.

After the meal, this time the waiter placed the bill directly in front of Zhao Feng.

"Comrade Zhao, thank you for treating us to dinner today. We'll be leaving now."

Fearing that Zhao Feng wouldn't be able to pay, Xia Qiuran hurriedly led Lu Zhenghan and Han Yu out, so that if the restaurant called the police, they wouldn't be implicated.

As I walked to the window, I heard Zhao Feng's surprised voice.

"What! Six yuan and eighty cents! How can three vegetarian dishes plus a few steamed buns and white rice cost so much?"

"That bowl of hot and sour vermicelli soup you ordered has shark fin in it, so it's more expensive," the waiter replied with a sneer.

Shark fin? He hadn't drunk a drop of that soup, and the more he thought about it, the more regretful he felt, but he could only reluctantly reach into his pocket to take out money.

"Hurry up, don't try to renege on your debt. I've seen too many like you. You want to show off but don't want to spend money. You put a piece of tofu on a woman's plate, and she gets so disgusted that she doesn't even want to eat anymore. Let me tell you, that woman and the man who ate the tofu in her bowl are a match made in heaven. You should give up on that idea as soon as possible," the waiter continued sarcastically.

They have secure jobs, and it's common for them to beat and scold customers; they're not afraid of upsetting customers at all.

"Just accept the money, why all the fuss?" Zhao Feng said with a gloomy face, reluctantly slapping the money and food coupons on the counter.

Outside the window, Han Yu scratched his head. He did see Zhao Feng put a piece of tofu on Xia Qiuran's plate when the dishes were served, but he was so focused on the rice that he didn't notice anything else.

There are only a few people, who would eat it?

His brother is a germaphobe and never eats leftovers or likes others touching his things, so he's the first one to be ruled out.

"Comrade Xia, who ate the tofu in your bowl for you?" Han Yu looked at Xia Qiuran in confusion.

"Nobody's here, they're just talking nonsense."

Xia Qiuran casually said something and left. Zhao Feng, still puzzled, looked at Lu Zhenghan again.

"Brother, do you know?"

"If you've eaten, hurry back to training. Why are you making so many questions?" Lu Zhenghan's cold eyes darkened, as if he were more serious than ever before.

Han Yu didn't say anything. He had asked for three hours off and didn't want to go back so early.

"I'm going to the grocery store to buy some hawthorn cakes, you guys go ahead." Han Yu ran to the street corner, saw a grocery store, turned around and shouted to the two of them.

The two responded and then headed towards the troops.

After walking quietly for a while, Lu Zhenghan spoke softly.

I never imagined you had such a tough childhood.

Although he knew that rural life was tough, he still couldn't help but feel a shiver when he heard Yang Yuqin say that Xia Qiuran had to beg for food to survive when she was a child.

"I didn't suffer. There were many people with weak bodies who didn't make it back then. Aren't I luckier than them?" Xia Qiuran smiled slightly. Although life was tough when she was a child, her family was united. Compared to the days after she married Zhao Feng, she really didn't feel that her childhood was that tough.

"It's good that you think this way. As long as you work hard, things will definitely get better and better in the future." Lu Zhenghan raised his eyes, glanced at Xia Qiuran out of the corner of his eye, and changed the subject. "But, don't take the wrong path. Some paths may look like shortcuts, but they are actually detours."

The fact that she brought Han Yu along to dinner with her former fiancé clearly indicated impure motives. Luckily, she bumped into him at the door and saw him following them.

Thinking that Xia Qiuran was quite capable, could cook, and knew medicine, making her a promising talent, he offered further advice.

"Commander Lu, thank you so much for helping me out today. I will take things seriously from now on and won't trouble you with anything else."

Her good mood after tricking Zhao Feng was instantly extinguished by Lu Zhenghan's words. She was not a simple 19-year-old girl; she had lived a whole life and naturally understood the meaning behind Lu Zhenghan's words.

Actually, Lu Zhenghan had already guessed what she meant when he came to dinner with her, but she didn't expect him to start blatantly lecturing her again now.

Xia Qiuran knew that nothing good would come of being with him, and she didn't want to walk with Lu Zhenghan anymore.

Just as I was about to walk to the other side, I suddenly felt myself being pressed down by a powerful force, followed by a dark mass, and I even felt a soft sensation on my lips.