The newly married reborn cold-faced boss dotes on his delicate wife

Hua Yulan lifted the quilt and lay on the bed. As soon as she got closer, she could smell the strong smell of medicine on her body, which was not pleasant.

He asked, "Did my mother ask you to take medicine again?"

Hua Yulan hummed, "I've been drinking it."

Xiang Qianjin had no way to deal with his mother, otherwise, as a cadre, he would not have turned a blind eye to his mother bringing Zheng Zhi home and engaging in feudal superstition behind closed doors.

Xiang Qianjin comforted Hua Yulan, "Yulan, don't bother with my mother."

"She's old now, just think of it as something for me, and give her more time."

Hearing Xiang Qianjin, who was lying on his side, say this, Hua Yulan felt as if her heart was blocked by a swollen sponge, and she felt so aggrieved and painful.

Xiang Qianjin grabbed Hua Yulan's hand and placed it on his chest, feeling Hua Yulan's rough and skinny fingers, and said, "I know you've been wronged."

With his words, Hua Yulan felt content.

Hua Yulan held Xiang Qianjin's hand and said, "For you, I won't be wronged."

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Looking at Hua Yulan who quickly fell asleep beside him, Xiang Qianjin became alert and couldn't fall asleep.

His mind was in a mess. Sometimes he thought of Deng Mei, who had just cried in front of him with a sad and pitiful face. Sometimes he thought of the domineering city girl Deng Mei. He was still very young at that time, and Deng Mei was also very young.

Besides Deng Mei, there were other young faces like that, Xiao Cao, Zhang Ling, Ying Ying... He couldn't remember them all anymore. Their faces played in front of him like a movie, scene by scene.

Finally, it stopped at the face of a simple young girl with two long braids. She was standing on a hillside covered with green grass and wild flowers, smiling at him shyly and lovingly.

Xiang Qianjin looked out the window in the moonlight and saw that the girl was beside him, already asleep.

In the dim light, her face was innocent and beautiful. Xiang Qianjin couldn't help but reach out and touch Hua Yulan's hair that fell on the pillow.

Her hair was still as black and beautiful as before, without any change.

That year, he and Hua Yulan studied together in the town and were from the same village. They went to and from school together every day, so naturally they were closer than others.

At the age of falling in love for the first time, he slowly developed a liking for Hua Yulan, a gentle and beautiful girl. However, that year, he was selected into the army. Being a soldier was a good thing, and he must fight for a good future for himself and his parents.

Xiang Qianjin remembered that it was a book that he had secretly taken from the teacher's office like a thief. It contained the admission photos of all his classmates. He secretly cut out Hua Yulan's photo and put it in his notebook.

Before joining the army, he took this notebook with him, and naturally, also took Hua Yulan's photo.

However, after three years of military service, he had just been living, training, and moving forward in the army day after day. He sadly realized that his original plan to come here to make a big splash was nothing but a foolish dream.

Without opportunities and conditions, he will always be just an unknown soldier drowned in the crowd.

Xiang Qianjin became discouraged and began to miss home, so he wrote letters to his family and to Hua Yulan one by one.

During those boring and difficult days, he would take out Hua Yulan's photos and look at them. He fantasized that he would soon return to his hometown, build two bright houses, and marry Hua Yulan.

He expressed his thoughts to Hua Yulan somewhat embarrassedly, but soon he encountered a major turning point that completely changed his destiny.

That night, Xiang Qianjin came back from his shift and happened to meet a soldier from the same class. However, his behavior was very abnormal and his expression was very flustered. When the two met, Xiang Qianjin just felt something was strange and left without thinking much about it. But when he pushed the door open, he saw the bodies of two familiar classmates lying in the room. The office was in a mess, as if it had been rummaged through.

Xiang Qianjin's eyes turned bloodshot as he suddenly thought of the man he had just met. Without thinking much, he immediately turned around and rushed out.

Xiang Qianjin's shout attracted the crowd, but the man was very alert, and Xiang Qianjin watched him jump over the wall and run away at high speed.

Thinking of the tragic death of his comrades, Xiang Qianjin's heart was filled with overwhelming hatred and rage, his body felt light as if it was about to fly, and he used endless strength to chase after his comrades all the way, leaving the other pursuers far behind.

He chased the man forward and ran into the mountains. The mountain was very dangerous, with tall trees reaching into the clouds and miasma everywhere. Ordinary people did not dare to go in.

During those days, no one knew what happened when Xiang Qianjin chased the man into the mountains. Until three days later, Xiang Qianjin, covered in blood and mud and with tattered clothes, like a savage, tied the man up and brought him back.

Xiang Qianjin stayed in the hospital for a week. Leaders came to visit him every day and praised him for his bravery and excellent performance. He said that he had captured enemy spies, prevented the leakage of confidential documents, and avenged his comrades who had died tragically.

Xiang Qianjin was also feeling a little dizzy. At that moment, he vaguely realized that his life seemed to be different.

Xiang Qianjin, who had originally planned to demobilize and return to his hometown, unexpectedly appeared on the next list of promotions. He was appointed as a deputy platoon leader. This change suddenly made his life flourish. He had better development, stood at a higher position, and saw a completely different scenery from before. Xiang Qianjin was proud in his heart. He was different from before.

He worked hard, was studious, and conscientious. He saw a bright future ahead of him. Not long after, the director's wife introduced him to a girl, Zhang Ling, a female doctor in the hospital. It was said that she was the daughter of an old comrade-in-arms of the director and his wife.

Many years later, when I think back to those days, I still remember them clearly.

He was sitting on a hard bench at the time. When he heard the director and his wife talking about introducing him to a girl, he was instantly moved. For some reason, he concealed the fact that there was a girl named Hua Yulan in his hometown.

After going out, Xiang Qianjin thought to himself as he walked, why should he put so much pressure on himself? How could he and Hua Yulan be considered as friends?

After he was promoted, he was transferred to the military headquarters as a deputy platoon leader. This place was much more prosperous and lively than his previous border post in the mountains. When he was walking on the street, he saw young men and women in the city holding hands and leaning against each other intimately. That was what love was.

He and Hua Yulan had always been getting along as fellow villagers and classmates. Xiang Qianjin thought that the only close contact they had was when they were traveling together and Hua Yulan slipped on a narrow mountain road and nearly fell off a cliff. He reached out and pulled her back.

They weren't in a confirmed relationship at all.

But later he felt depressed in the defense zone, so he wrote letters to his hometown. In the letter to Hua Yulan, he said that he was about to finish his military service and return to his hometown. Xiang Qianjin joked that he would be old when he returned and it would be difficult to find a wife. If Hua Yulan hadn't found one yet, he asked his parents to go to her house to propose marriage.

At that time, Xiang Qianjin was too embarrassed to say in his heart how much he missed Hua Yulan. He thought of putting her photo under his pillow and looking at it before going to bed.

He said that they had known each other for such a long time and were from the same village, so they knew each other well and could get along well, and it would be nice to live together.

He also said that he would be back soon and told Hua Yulan to wait for him if she was not in a hurry to get married.