Reborn 1980: Being pinched and pampered by a rough soldier

Covered in mud and looking like a clay figure, Gu Changan walked towards the family courtyard with an expressionless face when he suddenly shuddered.

A smile suddenly appeared on his originally calm face, and his pace quickened instantly.

Meng Chun didn't expect to see his man as soon as he arrived downstairs.

No wonder they say a long absence is better than a newlywed. The two of them haven’t seen each other for so long, and the novelty is running out! She stared at Gu Changan intently, her resolute face covered with mud.

Inexplicably funny.

She stood there with a smile: "You went to roll in the mud?"

Gu Changan laughed: "Nonsense."

He took the thing in her hand smoothly, "How did you get here carrying such a heavy thing?"

"Mom sent me here in the car." Meng Chun poked his waist, "Did you miss me?"

Gu Changan grabbed her hand and said seriously: "Go home and talk."

Good guy!

After not seeing each other for so long, people are becoming serious again.

Meng Chun pouted and followed him into the house. Gu Changan put down the things in his hands and immediately went to the bathroom to wash away the mud.

Meng Chun saw that there was no vegetable seedling in the kitchen, and knew that this person probably ate all three meals a day in the cafeteria, so she turned around.

I planned to pack some thick clothes when I came back, but I just opened the closet.

Over there, Gu Changan wiped his head and walked out with moisture, "What are you tumbling about?"

"Pack some clothes..."

Before he could finish his words, Gu Changan pulled him into his arms. Meng Chun hugged his waist, raised his head and smiled, "We haven't seen each other for so long, why are you acting like a bandit!"

"Let me hold you for a while."

Gu Changan had been training day and night these days, and his body was extremely exhausted, but the moment he saw his wife, he instantly became energetic.

He stroked the back of Meng Chun's head, his eyes gentle and caring, "I'll take you back tomorrow."

"What's the use of you delivering it? Are you finished?" Meng Chun glanced at Gu Changan and tugged on his belt.

"Busy working."

Gu Changan pulled Meng Chun's hand away and smiled, "Don't worry, not now. I have to go to the political commissar to make a report later."

Meng Chun glared at Gu Changan for a moment and said harshly: "What are you thinking about?"

Gu Changan looked at Meng Chun meaningfully, "Am I just imagining this, or are you just imagining it?"

"I won't tell you anymore."

Meng Chun blushed and pulled away from Gu Changan, "I need to pack my clothes, so don't make trouble here."

Gu Changan knew that his wife looked bold but had the thinnest skin, so he stopped teasing her, held her chin, and kissed her hard.

He smiled and promised: "I'll give it to you tonight."

He originally planned to change his clothes and give a report when he came back this time, but his footsteps seemed to be stuck to the ground and he was reluctant to leave.

Meng Chun pushed him, "Okay, hurry up and get to work, don't talk nonsense."

Gu Changan's eyes narrowed dangerously, and he was pushed out of the door by Meng Chun obediently. Forget it, he would let her know if it was all just talk at night.

He strode to the political commissar's office and finished the report in a few words to withdraw.

The political commissar knocked on the table, "Wait a minute! Are you sure you want Zhao Hongjun to lead the team for the Nanshi mudslide relief?"

Gu Changan stood upright, "Yes, he is capable, I believe in him."

The political commissar thought for a moment and figured out that the person Gu Changan could take a fancy to was indeed capable.

Gu Changan: "If the political commissar is okay, I will go back first."

The political commissar was puzzled, "Why are you so anxious? I heard that your wife has left. Are you the only one at home? Your sister-in-law asked you to go home for dinner."

Gu Changan couldn't help but smile, "No, my wife misses me and came back to see me."

The political commissar saw that he had a wife and everything was ready, and he laughed, "You kid!"

He waved his hand, "Go quickly, go quickly."

Gu Changan strode away. Thinking of his wife at home, his steps became much more brisk. At night, Meng Chun learned what it means not to mess with a man who has been holding back for a long time.

The next day, Meng Chun felt sore all over and looked at him sadly, "Comrade Gu, why do I feel that my trip is so untimely!"

Gu Changan grabbed Meng Chun's hand and kissed it again and again, "Didn't you say you felt comfortable last night?"

Meng Chun's face instantly turned red, and she snorted. It was quite comfortable, but she had no energy last night, and Gu Changan couldn't stop. She thought of something.

Suddenly he grabbed the corner of Gu Changan's clothes and said, "Is it okay if the last one broke last night? If not, you can go buy medicine."

Gu Changan paused and said, "Taking medicine is not good for your health. How about I ask if there is any medicine for men to take?"

It was also when they were finally cleaning up that they discovered that the family planning supplies were broken.

Meng Chun burst out laughing, "How can there be such a magic medicine! Forget it, it should be fine. It can't be so accurate and hit the target in one go."

She didn't take it to heart and complained that she was hungry. Gu Changan quickly got up, put on his clothes and went to the canteen to get her food.

After dinner, Meng Chun had to go to class in the afternoon, so Gu Changan sent her back.

The one-month deadline mentioned by Li Jinsong was approaching, and Meng Chun's book was almost translated. She simply sent a thick stack of translated manuscripts to Li Jinsong's office after class.

"Mr. Li, my translation is a bit rough, and I don't understand many professional vocabulary." Meng Chun always thought that he had an advantage in English.

It was only when she was translating that she discovered that she had to look up a lot of professional vocabulary. Professional translators were still different from ordinary English speakers.

Li Jinsong didn't make a sound, and he read through it roughly. There was no expression on his face, and he closed the manuscript with a 'click'.

"I can see that you still have some shortcomings."

You can tell a person by what he translates. Although Meng Chun is a green translator, if a student can translate to this level, it can already be seen that she is talented in this area.

He has always been a person who appreciates talents. Li Jinsong knocked on the table:

"I have a task in hand but I haven't found the right person yet. It just so happens that you can go and gain experience. Foreign agricultural experts have come here before to impart cultivation experience.

This time I am going to a county in another province for a field trip to see the cultivation situation, and I need an accompanying translator. "