Rebirth cannon fodder rural daughter-in-law

The next day, Zhang Guilan arrived at the hospital with porridge and steamed buns. The three of them had a simple bite in the ward. Yang Zongguo went to go through the formalities. Zhang Guilan packed his things. It looked like there was nothing, but there were quite a lot of things after packing.

The little soldier who was driven moved him to the car. When he was helping Luo Jijun out of bed, all the soldiers led by Luo Jijun rushed over. Each of them had mud on their clothes. When he saw Zhang Guilan, he also smiled innocently and called her sister-in-law,

Zhang Guilan had seen some of them in the army, but he didn't recognize some of them.

"We just finished training? Did the captain agree to your coming?" Luo Jijun looked serious.

"Captain, we're asking for leave."

"Captain, are you coming back?" Although they didn't spend much time together, these soldiers had feelings for Luo Jijun.

"No matter where you are, I am your captain, and you are my soldiers. All old men, don't act like women, they are all energetic." If Luo Jijun hadn't had one leg in a cast, he would have said this.

There must be momentum when you come out.

A few soldiers scratched their heads, but Yang Zongguo looked at it and smiled and said, "Okay, it's not convenient for your captain right now. Come over and lend a hand and help people up in the car. When I go to your captain's house to play during the holidays, your sister-in-law will cook delicious food."

"

Several people laughed, and rushed forward to support Luo Jijun and walked towards the car. Luo Jijun twitched his lips and had a dark face. However, since his legs and feet were inconvenient now, they could only let these boys treat him as a disabled person.

After the car started driving, Yang Zongguo was still holding his stomach and laughing, "What do you think? Does it feel good to be treated as a disabled person?"

Yang Zongguo sat in the front, Zhang Guilan and Luo Jijun sat in the back. Because Luo Jijun couldn't bend one of his legs, he was lying half horizontally on the seat behind him. The injured leg was placed on the chair, with one leg hanging down.

He leaned against Zhang Guilan.

"When you've laughed enough, take a good rest. My legs and feet are inconvenient and I might cause trouble for you on the road." Luo Jijun glanced at me.

Yang Zongguo felt his body go cold, and said with a faint smile, "Look at how angry you are with me. You are already like this. It would be great if you make everyone laugh and treat it as entertainment."

Zhang Guilan also smiled lightly, and found it quite interesting to watch Yang Zongguo bickering with Luo Jijun. This time, because of Luo Jijun, he couldn't rush too much. So when it got dark, he would find a place to stay nearby, and get up early the next day.

Walking, I was afraid that bumps on the road might hurt Luo Jijun's legs, so I drove slowly. It was already the fourth day when I got home. It was slower than the train.

As for leaving, Sun Mei and the nurses came out to see her off. She only gave a few polite instructions without being too warm or too forward. Zhang Guilan knew that she was deliberately looking embarrassed in front of people.

He was very disdainful and ignored her. Her grievances and her attitude were enough for those who were watching the excitement to think about it.

When we arrived at the compound, it was not yet noon. There were not many people in the compound. As soon as Luo Jijun was brought upstairs. As soon as Zhang Guilan finished wiping the dust in the house, people started to come to the house.

It was Li Xuejun and his wife who came. As soon as Jiang Zhi came in, he handed the child to Li Xuejun and followed Zhang Guilan into the kitchen. "Sister-in-law, let me help you with whatever you want."

"When I came back today, I bought some food in the city. Let's eat here at noon. Help me pick out the celery and let's eat dumplings at noon." We had to get together no matter what when we came back. Zhang Guilan met Jiang Zhi

Come over and tell me directly.

Although he doesn't like Jiang Zhi, if Jiang Zhi can smooth things out, Zhang Guilan will not deny her face. Jiang Zhi hurriedly smiled and said, "Okay, do you have any garlic? I still have a few heads of garlic at home.

Do you want to bring it?"

"No, I bought them all." Zhang Guilan stomped on the meat, "Pack more and save the food for whoever comes to catch up later. The army is back and it's rare for everyone to get together."

"I'm afraid Sister Zhao will be here soon. Instructor Wang has just returned. Instructor Song has to wait. Wang Li is still in the cafeteria." Now Li Xuejun has taken over Luo Jijun's position as the battalion commander.

Zhang Guilan nodded, "It's good to have a job. It saves me from having nothing to do all day long."

Then all I know is gossip.

Zhang Guilan was as smart as Jiang Zhi and could guess what he was going to say next even if he didn't say it. Jiang Zhi just smiled and Zhang Guilan's mouth turned cold. She didn't want to offend anyone and wanted to take advantage. Nothing in the world is that good.

In the east room, several men sat and talked, their voices high, and bursts of laughter could be heard from time to time.

In the city, after Milan returned home from get off work, she was alone. She didn't say anything when Hu Youguo came back from get off work and talked to her. Hu Youguo looked at her slightly rising stomach, held back his anger and took the dishes into the kitchen.

While Hu Youguo was cooking, someone at home knocked on the door, but Hu Youguo couldn't help, so he called Milan, "Milan, go see who's here?"

Not hearing Milan's voice, Hu Youguo thought someone was opening the door, but after waiting for a while, he heard the door was still being knocked. Hu Youguo became angry, turned off the fire, and came out with a dark face. He didn't look at Milan sitting on the chair and went straight to the door.

Opened the door.

"Mom, why are you here?" Hu Youguo looked better when he saw it was his mother.

"Where are you cooking? Where is Milan?" As soon as Wang Jing entered the house, she saw Milan sitting there. She guessed it without even thinking about it. Her son was cooking and opening the door at the same time. She felt uncomfortable in her heart. Her words obviously smelled like gunpowder.

"Milan, who provoked you? You look unhappy?"

"No one messes with me." Milan was upset and replied impatiently.

Wang Jing let out a cry, "No one is messing with you here. Why are you sitting there with a sullen face? Or did Youguo do something wrong? If you are dissatisfied, just say it and Mom will help you."

This is not caring at all, it is just a change of direction to scold Milan for doing nothing and only getting angry.

Milan didn't say anything, turned around and entered the house, slammed the door, and separated Wang Jing and her son in the living room.

"Milan, why did you hit Mom?" Hu Youguo had had enough. He served her like an uncle and never gave him a smile. He was the one who felt sorry for her in the first place, but what else should he do?

What made Hu Youguo most angry was that he had not touched Milan since the two got married. First he thought that the two were unhappy together, and Hu Youguo didn't think much about it. Later, he became pregnant and used the child as an excuse. Now

Even if the tire is stable, he won't be allowed to touch it. He's not a fool and can't tell what's going on.

However, this was not the case, as Milan always interfered with Luo Jijun's affairs, which made Hu Youguo hold back his anger. Thinking of what Zhang Guiban had said, a ball of fire burned in Hu Youguo's chest.

Wang Jing also looked unhappy, "Look at your daughter-in-law, what haven't I said yet? She cares about me and she's so embarrassed of me. If you really say something, why don't you slap me out?"

"Mom, forget it, you came just in time, let's eat here." Although he was angry with Milan, Hu Youguo really liked Milan after all. After being angry, he softened his heart after hearing his mother's dissatisfaction with Milan.

Wang Jing looked at her son and nodded her head, "You are a loser."

But in the end, he didn't say anything more, and turned around and went into the kitchen to help his son cook.

A meat stir-fried with mushrooms, an egg drop soup, and the purchased steamed buns. Wang Jing laid out the food and taught her son, "These steamed buns are expensive to buy. If you want to eat them, tell your mother and she will steam them and bring them to you."

, Besides, Milan’s pregnancy is stable now, and steaming some steamed buns won’t hurt her. She comes from a rural area, so don’t tell her she can’t do it.”

Wang Jing blocked her son's excuse directly.

Hu Youguo looked embarrassed, turned around and knocked on the door, "Milan, it's time to eat."

"I'm not hungry, you can eat." Milan turned over with his back to the door.

When I called Sun Mei today, I heard what Sun Mei said. Luo Jijun already knew the letter he sent to his family via telegram, and he didn't blame Zhang Guilan at all. He was afraid that he would hate her.

Thinking about this, how could Milan not be angry? If he hated himself, it would be fine if Zhang Guilan fell out with her parents-in-law or was complained by Luo Jijun, but there would be nothing but herself.

In the living room, Wang Jing snorted with a nasal tone.

Hu Youguo's face turned red. What he had done was so despicable that he couldn't hold his head high in front of his mother. Why didn't Milan consider his feelings?

"Milan, come out here. You're not hungry, but the baby in your belly is still hungry." Hu Youguo knocked on the door hard.

There was no movement in the room, let alone words.

Hu Youguo's ears were bloodshot and he kicked the door hard, "Come out."

When Wang Jing saw that her son was angry, she stepped forward and pulled him back, "If you don't eat well, pull him down. What if you kick the door down? Okay, okay, she won't eat and we two will eat."

Pulling her son to sit down at the table, Wang Jing sighed, "You can only blame yourself. If you weren't like that at the beginning, you wouldn't have to be so humble today."

Hu Youguo's hand holding the bun was slapped again. Wang Jing knew that she couldn't say more. The way her son looked now was pitiful enough, but Milan just felt sorry for her at the beginning, took money and acted like a Buddha again.

He served her well, and she was so charming.

Wang Jing was getting more and more dissatisfied with Milan, but Hu Youguo felt even worse. Milan didn't care about him and only thought about Luo Jijun every day. He was not a fool and how could he not see it? He really hated himself for knowing this.

Otherwise, there is no need to be so sad.

Hu Youguo ate three steamed buns in one meal and wanted to eat more. Wang Jing clapped his hands and interrupted, "You can't live with your body even if you're unhappy. Do you want to support yourself to death? I can't live without a son."

Wang Jing carried the steamed buns to the kitchen. After a second thought, she put all the steamed buns in a basin and put all the leftovers in one with the steamed buns on top. She took them away when she left.

"mom……"

"She doesn't want to eat, right? Then just starve." Wang Jing thought that she had to cure Milan. "And you, don't go out to buy her food, you hear me?"

Hu Youguo remained silent.

Milan in the room heard everything and smiled coldly. If you have money, why are you afraid of starving to death? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is

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