As his figure disappeared from view, Qi Siyuan’s pretty little face gradually flushed red.
Afterwards, she heard all about it, the commander named Cheng Nanfang often got into fights and spread rumors everywhere.
Later on, everyone in the world knew that Qi Siyuan, the female soldier from the cultural troupe, was Cheng Nanfang’s fiancée.
Then things really quieted down.
On their wedding night, Cheng Nanfang asked her with a smile, "Why were you willing to wait for me for three whole years?"
Qi Siyuan, both amused and annoyed, replied, "Isn’t that obvious?"
The rumors he spread were everywhere, who would dare to marry her as a wife?
There was no choice but to wait for him, right?
Back then, he had been pretty proud of what he had done.
But when his own son started fighting over girls, he actually thought his son was a scoundrel!
"Alright, alright. I won’t talk about him these next few days. You go make the dumplings quickly!" Cheng Nanfang sent his wife away and closed his eyes by himself, immersing himself in those past meetings.
Those days were truly blissful!
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Li Zhi returned home to find steaming hot dumplings already on the table.
As soon as Duan Aihua saw Li Zhi, she hurriedly called him over, "Quick, wash your hands and come eat! I made your favorite pork and scallion filling, you better eat lots."
"Sure thing! Thanks, Aunt Duan!" Li Zhi washed his hands and came back, noticing that Yan Huan and his father hadn’t arrived yet, so he casually asked, "Where are my dad and Shuangshuang?"
"Your dad’s giving Shuangshuang a political lesson! She’s been a handful all day," Duan Aihua said with a headache.
"I’ll go call them to eat," Li Zhi said and went off.
Li Youjun had just finished his lecture with Gu Shuangshuang and was about to call her out to eat when he saw his son coming, so he passed the task to Li Zhi, "This glorious and arduous task is yours now. You’re in charge of calling Shuangshuang out for dinner."
Li Zhi was more than willing and plunged into Gu Shuangshuang’s room, calling out cheerfully, "Sister Shuangshuang, come out and eat!"
"Scram!" A book, carried by the wind, whistled toward Li Zhi’s face.
He quickly dodged the flying book and approached Gu Shuangshuang, "Stop fighting with your mom all the time, she’s only looking out for you. Come on, dry those tears!"
As he spoke, Li Zhi reached out to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes.
"Get your hands back! Be careful I chop off your claws!" Gu Shuangshuang raised her hand to grab the fruit knife folded on the table.
"No, no, no!" Li Zhi quickly backed away, keeping a distance of a zhang from Gu Shuangshuang, "You’ve got to be kidding me, with you and Cheng Yue picking on me every day, I can barely live! Shouldn’t I be the one crying?"
"I haven’t been picking on you!" Gu Shuangshuang wiped her tears with the back of her hand, "If anyone has been picking on you, it would be Cheng Yue, and isn’t that what you gratefully accept?"
"I’m his friend! Helping out a little is only natural. Didn’t I just ask you for An Hao’s home number? If you weren’t going to give it to me, you could have just said so. Was it really necessary to give me a wrong number?" Li Zhi complained to Gu Shuangshuang when he thought of this.
"Sorry, I didn’t know it was wrong. It’s been such a long time, how could I remember? Didn’t you go ask my mom? She also confirmed the number I gave was correct, right?" Gu Shuangshuang said.
"Well... that’s true..." Li Zhi felt that Gu Shuangshuang wasn’t lying, so he didn’t pursue it further. Instead, he called her again, "Come on, let’s eat! After dinner, I’ll take you out to set off firecrackers!"