Volume 1 Chapter 73: Sweet Little Misunderstanding

  Lin Xuan Yu looked at him with some displeasure and couldn't help but push his old flower glasses up the bridge of his nose, puzzled by his urgency:

  "Old Song, she's not always going to be underage, sooner or later she'll reach the legal marriage age anyway, and without even asking, maybe she's just young-looking, it's also possible;"

  "Besides, Shu Yu isn't in a hurry, why are you?"

  Song Dai had a glare: "If you have such a grandson, you would be anxious too;"

  "When she comes out, you must ask her how old she is. Let me have a psychological preparation, and be sure to remember!" Song Dàyòu solemnly entrusted him.

  Lin Xuan Yu smiled and nodded slightly.

  "There's another thing, if you really let her become your apprentice, wouldn't that make her a generation higher than Shu Yu?" Song Dahai thought of a question.

  Lin Xuanyu saw that he had even considered this trivial matter and obviously didn't dislike the little girl, so he couldn't help but smile.

  "Have you ever heard your family's Shu Yu call my grandfather? We're not from the same family or school, what's wrong with being a disciple? Besides, with this additional relationship, it will be more convenient for everyone to get along."

  Song Dai has an idea too, this brotherly affection is deep, he even considers this guy as his own brother.

  "However, Zhao's family maid, you should also take good care of yourself. Make time to do some work for her, and don't let things get awkward between you and Old Zhao."

  Lin Xuan Yu didn't remind him.

  Song Dàyǒu repeatedly nodded in agreement.

  Xiang Hong carefully washed her hands clean, then scooped up two handfuls of water to rinse her face. She combed her short hair twice in front of the mirror and, satisfied with her appearance, went out to pay respects to her master.

  She bowed and greeted Song Dajun: "Old sir, may I borrow some tea from you?"

  Song Dàyǒu pulled out a soft leather stool from beside the small table, gesturing for her to sit down like a gentleman. With a playful tone, he said: "I'm not too willing to lend it if you call me 'old master', but... if you call me 'grandfather' instead, I'd be delighted."

  Xiang Hong didn't expect him to say such a thing, and he looked at Lin Xuan Yu again. These two people are obviously of different generations, and since it's unclear what their relationship is, today being the day he's acknowledging a master, randomly recognizing someone as his grandfather might not be good.

  Although this old man's demeanor made her call him "grandfather", it didn't humiliate her.

  She smiled and declined, saying: "I'm just a country girl, calling you 'grandfather' would be an insult to your status. Besides, with your spirit and energy, being called 'grandfather' would make you sound old."

  Song Dai raised an eyebrow and smiled: "This little girl has a set of refusals, but if you miss this chance, it will be hard to call her again in the future."

  Xiang Hong smiled cleverly and said, "Today is the day to acknowledge my master, but I coincidentally acknowledged Grandfather first, which might be disrespectful to Master. How about I ask for Master's opinion instead?"

  Song Dai's discomfort in his heart instantly dissipated. This little girl indeed has a clever and resourceful mind.

  He nodded at her: "Go ahead and ask."

  Xiang Hong got up and ran over, with her back to Song Daiyou, and whispered to Lin Xuanyu: "Master, how do you address that old man? I'm afraid if I don't understand it, I'll mistakenly call him grandfather and lower your generation."

  Because in her eyes, Lin Xuan Yu was only over 50 years old, while Song Da had a full head of white hair, and the relationship between them seemed quite close. If they were just a pair of sworn friends who often bickered, then wouldn't she become the spark that ignited their verbal sparring?

  Lin Xuan Yu put down the data sheet in his hand and looked at her seriously:

  "You're thinking too much, girls shouldn't think so heavily, just accept it, that old man won't treat you unfairly if you call him grandpa."

  After finishing speaking, he took off his glasses and picked up a cloth to wipe them clean.

  Xiang Hong's face turned slightly red, she withdrew the smile hanging on her face, and said with a sigh, lowering her head:

  "My master's teachings are indeed correct, but I'm just a child from a humble family of firewood sellers. All my life, I've been used to looking at people's faces and fearing that one more step or word would make others laugh at me or look down on me."

  I know this premature maturity will please many people, and I also know that those who truly care about me don't like me being this way.

  Lin Xuan Yu gazed at Sang Hong, who was kneeling on the soft carpet, leaning forward to support the tea table and talking to himself. The face that looked up at him with a mixture of sadness and melancholy, and the faintly discernible gloominess in his eyes, suddenly seemed extremely familiar to Lin Xuan Yu, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

  He stared at her in a daze, his hand shook, and the gold-rimmed old glasses were actually broken in half from the middle.

  Xiang Hong stared at his strength, frightened, and couldn't speak clearly:

  "Master, I... those words were just in my heart, where did I say anything wrong? Don't be angry with me. I'm also surprised how I suddenly said all these to you. Anyway, as soon as I see you, my heart is filled with trust and dependence. Those words just slipped out of my mouth unintentionally. I didn't mean anything else... really didn't..."

  Song Dàyǒu got up and walked over, seeing Lin Xuǎnyù staring blankly at Sang Hong, he couldn't help but give Sang Hong a comforting smile:

  "He's not angry, he's probably more heartbroken than anything. Having a clever and agile apprentice like you, this late in life is somewhat enjoyable."

  Lin Xuanyu was awakened by his words, and his expression was still a bit dazed. He blinked hard to gather his scattered consciousness and said softly:

  "What he said is right, Master, this is heartache, bring over the tea for paying respects in the past."

  Xiang Hong looked at him with a suspicious and uncertain expression: "Master, are you... is there something wrong with your body? Do you often have symptoms like sudden dizziness?"

  Lin Xuan Yu saw the worried look on her small face and couldn't help but smile wryly, "It's just a momentary distraction, it doesn't matter."

  Xiang Hong turned around and walked to the small table where tea was placed, picked up the small teacup that had been overturned on the white tea tray, warmed it with hot water from the thermos, and then poured a full cup of tea from the small teapot.

  She carried the tea and walked over respectfully, knelt down in front of him, raised her hand to offer the tea: "Master, today's ceremony is too simple, but this cup of tea in my hands is full of reverence. After drinking this cup of tea, from now on I am willing to be your assistant, serving you with all my heart, as long as you don't mind me being a nuisance."

  Lin Xuan Yu smiled and took over the tea, saying: "Get up."

  After finishing a few mouthfuls of drink, Sang Hong took over with both hands and put it back on the small tea table.

  She took a look at Song Dahai, who was sitting on one side staring at her with eager eyes, and immediately smiled sweetly. She respectfully filled his teacup to the brim: "Grandpa, your demeanor is so impressive that I don't know how many young people would love to call you grandpa. If I were any more pretentious, I'd be too ashamed."

  He respectfully presented the tea with both hands.

  Song Dàyǒu smiled and accepted: "You little girl are quite clever, today I see you're quite compatible, there's nothing to give you now, wait a few days and let Old Lin take you to my place to play, at that time, whatever small things we have at home, if you like something, just take it."

  Xiang Hong smiled and said: "I think you're quite pleasing to the eye, so let's forget about the gift. I just want someone who knows how to pamper me and occasionally protect my dear grandfather."

  "Haha, this girl is sweet-tongued! Old Lin, you've picked up a treasure!"

  Song Dàyǒu was amused by her until he couldn't help but laugh heartily.

  "Grandpa, you're wrong to say that. Among these three people, you are the real treasure."

  As soon as Xiang Hong saw him smile, she also began to speak more freely.

  Lin Xuanyu burst out laughing: "Shang Hong is right, this old fellow is a treasure, a rare treasure, haha!"

  Song Dàyǒu smiled calmly: "If you dislike Shì Bǎo, then dislike him. When I was as young as Xiǎo Yāotóu, I thought that men who lived to be fifty had lost their vigor and sharpness, and weren't considered men anymore. As for men in their sixties, I thought they should just go die already! Who would have thought that the more you live, the more flavorful it gets? Unbeknownst to me, old age is approaching, and at ninety years old, he still hasn't had enough of life - what kind of Shì Bǎo is this!"

  "San Hong, how old are you this year, 19?"

  Xiang Hong couldn't help but laugh and said: "Soon, next year you'll be nineteen."

  Song Dai's smile on his face stopped for a moment, and then he said regretfully: "Ah, why so young," seeing the confusion on Sang Hong's face, he continued: "Hehe, it really makes people envy!"

  Lin Xuanyu also smiled and said, "It's enviable."

  Xiang Hong smiled awkwardly:

  "What's there to envy? You've all been young like this before, but I'll need many years to possibly have your experience!"

  Besides, Master is really infuriating. If I had the guts, I wouldn't dare to dislike Grandfather's longevity. I'm still hoping that this mountain can be as stable as Mount Tai, sheltering me from wind and rain. As for what I said about treasure, how could it be "dislike treasure"? It should be "having an elderly at home is like having a treasure".

  "There's an old man at home, better than a treasure! Hehe, did you hear that, Old Song? This girl is praising you!"

  "By the way, Sang Hong, where is your hometown? Are your grandparents still alive?"

  Lin Xuanyu smiled and nodded, then casually asked.

  Xiang Hong's face turned red, and she pouted her small mouth saying:

  "My dad supposedly lost both parents when he was just coming of age, so he grew up in the army. After being discharged, he got married and had me. It's not surprising that I don't have grandparents, but it's really strange. I've never even met my paternal grandparents, which is deeply regrettable. As they say, 'having an elder at home is like having a treasure.' Our home is too bleak."

  "Ah - I've touched on your sad past. Don't have any regrets from now on, you now have an additional master and an additional grandfather."

  Lin Xuan Yu's words were cut off abruptly, clearly unfinished, yet he didn't continue speaking.

  Song Dàyǒ was astonished by his loss of composure, normally logical and clear-headed, but today he was making mistake after mistake.

  Laughing and joking: "If little girl is tired of the cold at home, in the future if grandfather is annoyed by those ungrateful grandchildren, he will hide in your house to take refuge, okay?"

  "Ah, of course!" Xiang Hong said with a smile. "It's just that our house is small, I'm afraid you'll find it cramped... but my dad cooks really well, my mom makes beautiful handicrafts and tells great stories, and I know all sorts of ways to make people laugh - these should make up for the small size of the house, right?"

  "Haha, a place with such a warm atmosphere is truly home! You've made me want to ask you to take me there to stay for a few days now."

  Song Dàyǒu was deeply moved.

  "It's true, the more money we make, the farther apart our family becomes. We can't even gather together for a meal, and when we do meet, all we talk about is money. I really miss those days when our house was small and our children were young."

  Just then, Song Dahai's mobile phone rang. He took out his mobile phone and looked at it, waving his hand: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. This is the time I take my medicine on schedule. Alas, this old body relies on medication to sustain its breath."

  Lin Xuan Yu glanced at the time and said, "Sang Hong, this paper contains your 800-meter moving target shooting data. There isn't a technician of such high caliber here, so I'll send this data abroad and have an expert analyze it for us. Do you mind?"

  "What's there to mind? This is to help me improve, I've been worried sick about this matter."

  "This could be applied as a very special case to other shooting trainings, if others let you provide your other training data too?"

  Lin Xuan Yu asked.

  Xiang Hong nodded and said: "I'm just an ordinary warrior, these are not state secrets, you don't have to be so tense. If you want to give it to them, without complete data, how can we get a scientific conclusion?"

  The knocking sound came, and in response was Song Lao's driver, who was holding a thermos bucket in his hand and pinching a medicine box with one hand.

  "It's time for you to take your medicine." After saying that, she gently placed the things on the small table, picked up a clean tea cup and poured the medicinal liquid from the thermos into it. She opened the medicine box, took out the prepared medicines inside, and put them in front of him.

  Just as Song Lao was drinking his medicine, the door was pushed open without any courtesy. Zhao Qing walked in with a thud, his face red and sweaty, and scolded Lin Xuan Yu:

  "What's that piece of junk? If you can't even fire a shot without bullets, don't open the shooting range. Using that thing to scare people is just trash."

  After finishing speaking, he bent down and picked up the cup of tea in front of Song Dahai without any politeness, tilted his head back and poured it into his throat.

  Lin Xuan Yu didn't get angry, but calmly refuted: "You've been fiddling with a piece of trash for almost an hour? You were clearly having fun at first, but the latter part wasn't to your liking, that's why you're so furious. Alas, Old Zhao, not accepting one's age is useless, what's the point of being so worked up?"

  Song Daiyu had already swallowed the medicine at this moment, he waved his hand to let the driver leave, and also said: "You old stubborn, always full of resistance to new things, say, is it a target more than 500 meters away, can't see it at all?"

  "My god, how did you know?" Zhao Qing Shan was clearly very entangled and didn't care about their conversation anymore.

  Song Dàyǒu sighed: "It's still the same, if you don't accept your age, it won't work. At that distance, our eyesight isn't good enough, and that's not a real scenario either. Besides visual means, there's no other way to get target information."

  "What the f**k, does this mean we're not welcome here? Are we just going to lose face if we come? Isn't that discrimination? American imports are supposed to be all about democracy and equality, so how can this thing directly strip us of our right to have fun?"

  Zhao Qing Shan was grumbling loudly and complaining.

  Song Dàyǒu and Lin Xuányù exchanged a glance, and fundamentally didn't plan on discussing this matter with him.

  The three of them looked at each other, and suddenly Hong said cautiously: "This is the cold-bloodedness of electronic systems like this. This is also a key reason why they cannot replace real training grounds. I think that anyone who holds a gun and walks into danger will not be able to live in a vacuum like in training, without any external information interference."

  "That's right, that's exactly what I think is wrong." Zhao Qing Shan felt that the little girl's words were quite pleasant to hear, and it gave him a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

  "Yes, with your marksmanship and confidence, when you're really on the battlefield, even the slightest movement of the wind or a tiny detail can help you identify and confirm the target's position, and hit it in one shot. This is where this system is stupid."

  Sang Hong followed his words and gave him a soul-stirring soup.

  Zhao Qing's chubby face suddenly smiled like a Maitreya Buddha: "Well said, straight to the point. You two have lived for so many years and still don't know how to comfort people."

  Lin Xuanyu smiled and beckoned to Sang Hong, saying: "Come, let's get acquainted. This is my apprentice Sang Hong, and this is Grandpa Zhao, an old numbskull."

  Xiang Hong smiled and greeted: "Hello Grandpa Zhao."

  Zhao Qing Shan's eyes widened: "You - you apprentice?" This girl is the one that Song Shu Yu has taken a liking to? But she's just an inexperienced little soldier, where does she have the beauty of their family's Yan Ran?!

  Xiang Hong stared at him in a daze, this degree of surprise was too strong.

  Zhao Qing Shan came back to his senses and smiled: "Good good good, this apprentice is well-trained, pleasant to listen to."

  Xiang Hong saw that there were more and more people gathering here, so she didn't want to bother Lin Lao to teach her anymore. If she was late, she might not be able to hurry back home to cook dinner to make amends. She said: "Master, it's not easy for you all to gather together, I won't disturb you, I'll come another day to ask you about the flying dart."

  Lin Xuan Yu nodded, thinking that it was indeed not suitable to discuss such matters today. He took out a card from his pocket and handed it to her: "Take this, use your own card when you come here to play next time, come more often! This old man is quite lonely too."

  Xiang Hong took it with both hands, smiling sweetly: "Thank you, Master. I will definitely come often, even if not just to see you, but also to take down that moving target at 800 meters. I'll run so fast, or else this food won't taste good."

  Haha, the three old men in the room were all amused by her tangled little appearance.

  Xiang Hong greeted them one by one and then turned around and left.

  Song Shuyu and Zhao Ganqun were addicted to fighting, when they got tired, they would watch those people practice and go over to give them some pointers.

  Zhao Gan handed him a cigarette and said, "When are you leaving? Before you go, remember to say goodbye. Our jungle training here still needs someone to help parachute into the distant forest. If I don't take advantage of your presence, I'll have to make report after report to Grandpa and Grandma upstairs, that set of procedures is exhausting."

  "This is a big deal, okay, I'll get right on it, and if possible, I'll take care of it in the next few days. Once the main troops return, I reckon we won't be so carefree anymore." Song Shuyu replied with a puff of smoke.

  It's time for dinner, but there is no sign of that little girl, and he can't help but feel anxious.

  Zhao Gan saw that he was uncomfortable and asked: "Sang Hong, why did you let her go out alone today?"

  "She's back at school taking care of some things, and I'm not also rarely free to chat with you, it's pretty good like this." Song Shuyu responded casually.

  The dinner bell rang, and Zhao Qiankun repeatedly invited him to eat, but he felt anxious and empty, where was his appetite?

  That guy didn't show up all afternoon and drove his car to who-knows-where, only knowing that he left the school gate and headed into the city.

  But she has never driven outside before, it's okay in the suburbs, but what if she really enters the city, isn't that asking for trouble?

  He was so worried that he didn't even dare to watch the news on TV in front of the restaurant, for fear of seeing some bad news like a car accident.

  He glanced at the local news and hastily left.

  A soldier drove a training vehicle to send him back home. The closer he got to home, the more anxious he became. What if she wasn't at home?

  What if she doesn't come back for her own phone?

  What if she still doesn't answer when you call her own phone?

  Her eyes anxiously looked towards the parking lot in front of the residential building and saw her car parked steadily there at a glance.

  He involuntarily let out a sigh of relief, walked around to surround his car and took a look, no scratches, no rear-end collision, the front part was intact, and his heart finally put it in his stomach. It turned out that her trip out this time was uneventful and quite smooth.

  That's good.

  As he walked upstairs, his footsteps were a bit urgent, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up.

  He rubbed his face, unable to bear it, what was wrong with him? He was clearly infuriated by her, worried sick, and wanted to unleash a storm of thunder and lightning on her the moment he saw her. Yet, in his heart, he held an umbrella of protection for her, unwilling to hurt her in the slightest.

  What a contradiction!

  When I get home, should I scold her with a cold face or directly press her to the ground and spank her butt?

  In short, he had made up his mind and would never allow himself to smile at her again.

  The first time she played hide-and-seek, if you indulged her, then later on she would be spoiled to the sky, and it would be beautiful for her!

  Song Shuyu stood at the door and took a deep breath to calm himself down.

  He opened the door of his room.

  At a glance, I saw a figure like a butterfly rushing out of the kitchen and running to the door, excitedly calling out: "You're back!"

  His passion and appearance made him almost turn around and escape, with a thousand doubts in his heart - was he opening the door to his own home?

  Only saw Sang Hong wearing a light pink sweater on top and black brown striped long silk stockings on the bottom, looking as sweet and delicious as candy.

  Song Shuwei had only seen her wear casual clothes with a tube top and skirt that night, for the first time seeing her in ordinary people's clothing, her pure and beautiful appearance dazzled his eyes.

  Oh, she's wearing casual clothes and looks like this.

  He immediately suppressed his surprise, calmly ignoring her and taking off his shoes.

  Xiang Hong carefully reached out and took his slippers from the shoe cabinet, placing them neatly in front of his feet.

  What kind of treatment is this!

  Song Shuyu stood still, lowering his head to gaze at the big eyes looking up at him with a spinning motion, filled with joy and shyness.

  He lifted his foot into the slippers and said to her: "Don't think you can escape punishment that easily."

  "Haha, I didn't think of that, but at least it's reduced a bit of the fire in your belly, don't worry, I've got several procedures for firefighting equipment."

  She said with a mischievous glint in her eye, turned around and followed him to the kitchen with dogged determination.

  Song Shuyu stood at the kitchen door, stunned, and saw that the porridge was simmering on the stove with a low flame, emitting hot air, and four plates were placed on the counter, each covered with an inverted bowl.

  The aroma of porridge and vegetables filled the air, warming his stomach and slowly stimulating his appetite.

  "Go take a combat shower, you've got five minutes, then come out for dinner." Sang Hong pushed him, making him leave the kitchen.

  Song Shuyu remained still, his face expressionless: "Bathing after a fight is not allowed, we'll wash together after dinner."

  He went into the kitchen and washed his hands.

  Xiang Hong gritted her teeth behind his back, pretending to be serious!

  Let's wash together then! We've washed together before anyway!

  Then he went past serving rice and dishes.

  Two people sat at the dinner table and started eating. Song Shuyu got straight to the point: "About this afternoon's matter, you decide how you should be punished."

  "Didn't saints say that food should not be spoken of?" Xiang Hong looked at this fellow, a table full of dishes was completely bewildering, and couldn't help but say softly.

  "When did you learn to not talk while eating?" Song Shu Yu was sulking, the little mouth that had been chattering non-stop at the dinner table suddenly remembered to not speak with their mouth full.

  "It's precisely because I've never had it before that I want to try it now." Xiang Hong murmured vaguely.

  "It's never been done before, but I thought of trying it out today? There are many things I've never done to you before, if you want to try them out, let's both give it a shot."

  Song Shuyu said calmly.

  "Hmm... if... I mean, if only... cough cough... I insist on not speaking while eating, what would you try?"

  Xiang Hong cautiously asked.

  Song Shuwei saw that she still didn't give up and tried to escape, so he thought for a moment very seriously and said:

  "Oh, I think there are many more, such as stir-frying bamboo shoots with meat, whipping with a leather belt, and kneeling on the keyboard. When children make mistakes, parents generally use those common methods, nothing special or innovative."

  Xiang Hong's little face immediately fell, and she said in a low voice: "I confess, I plead guilty, I shouldn't have thrown you onto the mountain, but that was to make you reflect."

  I didn't wait for you at the intersection because I thought that when you came down from the mountain, you would be furious and lustful, and beat me up badly.

  I didn't give you your stuff because I was worried you would use your phone to get someone to intercept me.

  I don't answer my phone for fear of leaking the unit's top secrets, where is your phone that I can answer? I'm even afraid to take a glance at it in case I leak something.

  Song Shuwei looked at her increasingly indignant little face and felt that she didn't seem to be reflecting on herself, but rather accusing others.

  What is called turning black and white upside down, what is called reversing the order of things, just listen to her little mouth and you'll understand.

  Song Shu said with a dark face: "Is this your reflection? Give you another chance, if you dare to talk nonsense like this again, see how I will scold you."

  Xiang Hong felt the chill on his body and knew he had to be honest, so he looked at him pitifully and said: "I went out for a drive without telling you, I'm afraid I made you worry;

  I took your card to the gym and let you pay the bill, which is... um... considered stealing.

  As she spoke, she suddenly thought of something and her lively face smiled as she leaned forward, nodding her head:

  Right, today I formally paid respects to Master Lin and became his apprentice. I also met two of his friends, one of whom was a stylish old gentleman who insisted that I call him "grandfather". Uh...I couldn't resist his charm, so I did.

  You don't know, that old gentleman's demeanor is like a star - an artist - his charm cannot be described. Let's just say he is suitable for all ages, young and old, as long as it's a woman, they can easily succumb to his charm;

  Alas, I think that by the time you reach that age, it's probably impossible to have that kind of style.

  Song Shuyu tried hard to keep up with her pace, but how did it suddenly become gossip when she was clearly repentant and acknowledging her mistakes?

  That stylish old gentleman - charming beyond measure - ahahahaha - surely it can't be Grandfather?

  That old guy is from that faction.

  What's more, he and Old Lin have been buddies for many years. I'm afraid Old Lin has already sold this little girl out, but she is still excited beyond measure.

  But it's also good this way, Grandpa has shown enthusiasm and he also saved the trouble of bringing her to meet Grandpa.

  He tapped his fingers on the table and said seriously: "What are you talking nonsense about?"

  Sang Hong took a look and saw that such an intriguing topic couldn't confuse him, so he could only admit defeat.

  "You can criticize me instead, I admit my guilt. If you still feel that it's not enough and not profound, I'll make amends in person, to show you my sincerity, okay?"

  Song Shu Yu looked at her small face, which was twisted in a knot. He had said it all to her satisfaction, but then he suddenly thought of something crucial and his face turned black with anger, letting out a scornful laugh.

  "What's wrong, is that expression disdain or distrust of my sincerity?"

  Xiang Hong was already somewhat unwilling, looking at his expression, where was there a hint of happiness? He immediately thought that he was like a wolf in the afternoon, and now he's so cold and detached. Is this to say that he went to find another woman and has already vented his anger?

  Song Shuwei smiled helplessly: "You can bear to part with your own small body, but I'm still worried about you. When your relatives come, you just pretend to be generous to me, what were you doing earlier? You hooked your little finger at me and I was afraid of being trampled by you, now you're talking about flesh debt?"

  I came gently and softly, but you resisted with all your might. You fought fiercely, shedding blood, and yet you still don't cry out in defeat?

  He said this with some gritted teeth and a lot of helplessness.

  "What... what bloody battle? My family's relatives?"

  "Don't you women all refer to that annoying thing as 'Aunt Flow'?" Song Shuyu looked at her with a puzzled expression, somewhat doubting whether his words were inappropriate.

  "Ahhhhh - how did you even know that?!" Xiang Hong was getting a bit frantic, he's just a big man, and they've only been together for such a short time, how could he possibly know about her period.

  "Hey, you're wearing my clothes and touched my pocket. I picked up your clothes and also touched the pocket to find my phone to contact you. Then, I felt that little thing, doesn't this mean your body is not feeling well?"

  Song Shuyu explained somewhat awkwardly.

  "I - I -" Xiang Hong thought of the sanitary napkin she had put in her pocket for emergency use, but her aunt hadn't come yet, just in case it came suddenly, so she had one on hand. Hearing that little thing being seen and touched by him, she couldn't help but feel both shy and laugh-cry.

  "You don't have to be ashamed, I'll just bear with it and take good care of myself. When you're feeling better, we can talk about the rest later." Song Shuyu thought that the blush on her face was because he had exposed her fake generosity.

  Xiang Hong rolled her eyes and helplessly said: "Think whatever you want." And then she didn't mention the question again.

  Song Shuwei snapped back to reality and found himself being steered off topic by her again, so he said seriously:

  "Back to this afternoon's matter, you drove into a densely populated urban area without a driver's license. No matter how careful you were, the consequences would be very serious, harming both others and yourself. From now on, you are not allowed to drive out alone."

  "Yes, it won't happen again." Xiang Hong weakly lowered her head in admission of guilt, and even the compensation for the meat couldn't make him forget this scolding. He was truly defeated to the extreme. Moreover, she belatedly realized that she had forgotten about the driver's license. She had always been a law-abiding citizen.

  "Answer your phone when it rings. If you really can't answer in an emergency, call me back as soon as possible. No playing hide and seek."

  Song Shu Yu thought of her not answering the phone and gritted his teeth in hatred.

  "Yes, afterwards no matter what phone number it is, I'll answer them all. If I don't pick up, I'll definitely call back; your mobile phone is with me, and I've answered every single one of them and passed on the messages to you."

  Xiang Hong lowered her head and spoke in a gentle stream of words, muttering to herself, when suddenly she felt a jolt of spirit:

  "By the way, I forgot one thing. When I came back, I saw that there were several missed calls on your phone. Just then, someone else called again. I was afraid of delaying something important, so I answered it. It was Wang Xiaoshuai. He said to tell you to call him back when you return. The implication seemed to be that the main force is coming back."

  Song Shuwei glanced at the phone on the dinner table and said in a low voice, "From now on, no matter what you do, consider safety issues first. I'll be worried, nothing else, let's eat."

  The atmosphere at the dinner table was somewhat dull for the first time.

  Song Shuyu was very unaccustomed to her sitting beside him without speaking, and he reached out to serve her some food: "Remember what I said, and we'll let bygones be bygones."

  Xiang Hong's heart finally relaxed a bit, knowing that the matter was already in the past tense, and she didn't feel uncomfortable anymore.

  She couldn't help but ask cautiously: "Are you going back to work and can't accompany me in practice anymore?"

  "Uh, the troops are back, and I'll probably be busy reporting on my work, attending various levels of commendation ceremonies, participating in all sorts of celebratory banquets... I might not even have time to come back here."

  Song Shuyu's words were also somewhat depressed and unhappy.

  Xiang Hong understood that this might be their time to part ways, and her heart felt a pang of sadness, so she smiled and said:

  "There are many days ahead, and such days will definitely come again. These days you've been with me haven't been idle either, just look at how thin your face has become."

  Song Shuoye couldn't help but laugh: "This isn't called being thin, this is called becoming more robust; you've been like this for over ten days, aren't you also fed up, eager to return to the military academy?"

  Xiang Hong gave him a sideways glance: "What are you talking about? I think things are fine just the way they are. This might be what it means to live life to the fullest and make every day meaningful. You got to see my skills in action today, didn't that give you a sense of accomplishment?"

  Song Shuwei nodded affirmatively: "Yes, you're a good sapling, with perseverance, tenacity and perceptiveness. You're a great material for being a soldier."

  Xiang Hong burst out laughing, her face radiant like a flower: "I think so too, our school's selection competition should be coming up soon. Do you think my skills can make me a special forces soldier in the end?"

  Song Shuyu shook his head without hesitation.

  Xiang Hong pouted unhappily.

  "In the special forces final match, teaming up is required. Do you think our unit will allow me to accompany you?"

  Song Shuyu bluntly stated her obvious problem.

  Xiang Hong shook her head in dismay and said gloomily: "What can be done?"

  Song Shuwei looked at her seriously: "Do you have to become one?"

  "Uh-huh, I always give it my all. If it doesn't work out, then I won't have any regrets. Now, I hope you can provide me with some effective advice."

  Xiang Hong's expression was serious.

  Song Shuwei sighed, he thought to himself if he was again thinking of ways to dig his own grave. She had really become a special forces soldier, apart from the intense and dense training, there were also many difficult and special tasks, not to mention the danger, but where would they have the chance to spend quiet days together?

  But looking at those sparkling eyes, how could he quietly extinguish her dreams?

  "Generally becoming a special soldier two years later retired, except for the wounds all over the body, always carrying the idea of sacrificing for the country, have you ever thought about it?"

  That is the most dangerous branch of service, every mission may require putting a will in one's pocket.

  He swallowed back what he was going to say next, wanting to ask, don't you miss the ordinary days we spent together?

  Xiang Hong looked at him solemnly and said: "I just want to try my best, see how strong I can make myself. Without a good partner, without jungle survival experience, without actual combat experience, I feel that the goal is very far away. If I really can win, I will definitely ask for Dad's and Mom's opinions, as well as yours, before making the final decision."

  She put her hand on his arm and patted him comfortingly.

  Song Shuoye grasped her small hand with a comforting smile: "I'll do my best to help you, after all, many life experiences have different gains, and it's a pity if they are missed."

  What he really wants to say is - I truly hope that I can bring you home as soon as possible, and spend a simple life with you, making me look forward to our future married life.

  But how can he say that, he has already experienced the hustle and bustle of life and yearns for simplicity, while her life is just beginning, how can he be so selfish as to confine her in his own narrow world, depriving her of the opportunity to experience and understand the world and herself.

  Xiang Hong's face suddenly turned bright red, he had said that he wanted to marry her back home, this man was willing to give her a stable future, accompany him until old age, yet still support her in pursuing her dreams, accompanying her as she soared towards her ideals, he should be in love with her, although he had never said those three words.

  "No good partner, hurry back to school and find one, practice tacit understanding together;"

  Without jungle experience, I arranged for a helicopter to be dropped tomorrow to help everyone complete the jungle training session. Old Zhao was still talking about this with me today.

  As for actual combat experience, your performance and reaction today were pretty good;

  Don't worry, at that time, all the bullets are just blanks, except for some nausea and a feeling of being hit in certain areas, there's no threat to life. The hidden dangers from animals in the jungle seem particularly important.

  Xiang Hong nodded repeatedly, urging him to hurry up and eat, then go take care of those miscellaneous things.

  After dinner, Song Shuyu went to the study as usual to deal with the documents sent by Wang Xiaoshuai, made a few phone calls, and finally relaxed his eyebrows. The matter of Conglin's training can be settled now.

  He immediately informed Zhao Ganqun and asked him to start packing his luggage, and also conducted jungle survival training for the soldiers.

  Also gave special troops brigade liaison, allocated twelve enlisted soldiers, came over to give these new sprouts one-on-one follow-up guidance.

  Inform Ma Chao to get in touch and tell him to return to the camp to help himself hold on for two days, he will be back.

  After dealing with all these things, it's already past 9 o'clock.

  He suddenly thought of what Xiao Yatou said about meat revenge and couldn't help but feel a little excited and regretful.

  Alas, he's started reflecting again. The coach's words were indeed wise: for anyone or anything that can make you lose control for more than 30 seconds, either leave them or eliminate them.

  He was captured just a little while later when he tried to withdraw.

  He's lived for so many years, always been a man of action, and especially when it comes to women, he's never minced words. Who would have thought that he'd be led by the nose by this little girl, and still look pleased about it?

  Train her to be stronger, so that those people won't take advantage of her and bully him. If she's not careful, she'll become a weakness for him, a threat he can't withstand.

  His indestructible body was actually dealt a fatal blow by that suddenly embedded rib.

  He sighed, feeling that with her by his side, his heart was no longer lonely and melancholy due to the empty chest cavity. His whole body felt invigorated. Alright, let's go take a good bath and then eat something hearty to satisfy our hunger.

  He was dismayed to find that when she lost her temper, she would become unusually obedient and listen to him, although not entirely submissive, but still willing to follow his wishes. Especially tonight, she even said something as bold as "肉偿" (a euphemism for sex), clearly aware that since she couldn't avoid it, she might as well be upfront about it, sparing him the trouble of trying to coax her.

  And it's inconvenient for her, isn't this just a perfect coincidence.

  Unfortunately, this discovery came a bit late, otherwise, he wouldn't have been kept awake all night.

  Song Shuyu entered the bedroom, but there was no one there.

  Shouldn't she be in bed at this time?

  As she turned and entered the bathroom, she saw that the light inside was warm and gentle, and the little girl had already soaked in the bubble bath and was enjoying herself.

  He stared at her incredulously for a moment before asking: "Were you taking a bath?"

  "I've already done this, what's the point of not taking a bath? To be exact, I'm having a bubble bath and enjoying a massage, why are you so slow, my skin is almost wrinkled from soaking!" She smiled coyly at him, pouting and waving her hand.

  "Didn't you say not to take a bath during that time?" Song Shuyu looked at the bubble bath, looking at the passionate calling of the small arm, hesitated and didn't plan to go in. After all, under the layered foam, would it be a bloody mess? Ahhh, this little girl is driving me crazy!

  How can you do such a thing!

  "Out came the trouble." He spoke up and reached out with his arm to pull her.

  "Come on." Xiang Hong pouted and reached out to pull his sleeve.

  "I can't take it, has that water changed color already?" Song Shuyu couldn't bear this girl's unawareness and spoke the truth.

  "You rascal, if you don't come in and wash, how can you change color?"

  Xiang Hong smiled triumphantly at him.

  "Alas." Song Shuyu weakly supported his forehead.

  "Hey, that thing - it hasn't arrived yet, the thing in my pocket is just a precaution, I don't have any symptoms yet. What are you afraid of? If you won't let me in, I'll leave!"

  Xiang Hong looked at his embarrassed appearance and thought it was better to stop teasing him, otherwise, if the truth were discovered tonight, it would be even more miserable.

  No more giving him riddles, speaking with threatening words.

  Song Shuwei seemed to be hallucinating, his eyes gleaming like a wolf's as he smiled with extreme excitement, his eyebrows and eyes filled with joy, and he licked his thin lips.

  "Really, haha, Honghong, you're so well-behaved today."