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When the name was mentioned, Lin Su's expression became a little pale.

"We had contact before, but we lost contact in the next few years." Lin Su raised her eyes and asked, "What's wrong? Are you looking for her for something? If you are looking for her, I can..."

Meng Wantang felt relieved knowing that Lin Su hated Sang Xinjie in her heart.

"I'm not looking for him. I just think there's something wrong with this woman. If you still have contact with her, then I want to remind you to try not to contact this woman again."

Lin Su was stunned.

"Am I so brainless in your opinion?"

"That's not the case." Meng Wantang cut a piece of cucumber, stuffed it into Lin Su's mouth, and coaxed her, "You are not the innocent and kind-hearted girl you were back then. How could Comrade Lin Su be so easily deceived by others now?" ?”

"Make your meal. I'll go out and see where the children are playing and call them back for dinner."

"Okay, you go."

Anyway, the food will be ready soon.

Not long after Lin Su had just left, Meng Wantang heard footsteps again. She thought it was Lin Su who was back, and asked with a smile: "How many of them are back? Why are you..."

Meng Wantang turned around and saw the person standing at the door of the kitchen and said in surprise: "Aunt Lan."

"I shouted outside just now, but no one answered. I saw the door was open and came in."

Lan Youyi was a little embarrassed.

"I was cooking, and there was a bit of noise in the kitchen. I couldn't hear clearly. My mother just went out to look for the children, and there was no one else at home." Meng Wantang wiped her hands and came out of the kitchen. "My mother will be back in a moment. You Go sit inside for a while."

Lan Youyi handed the thing in her hand to Meng Wantang: "I won't go in. These are oranges sent by others. I brought some for the children."

"Just keep it for yourself."

Meng Wantang didn't dare to accept it.

Lan Youyi didn't push or push her, she just put the basket on the table and turned around and walked outside.

"I got this for the children. If you don't want to eat it, forget it. Just let the children eat it."

Lan Youyi walked so fast.

After a while, Lin Su and the children came back.

The children ran around outside and were covered in sweat. They went to wash their faces.

Lin Su walked to the kitchen door and saw a basket of oranges on the ground. She asked in surprise, "Did Aunt Lan, your neighbor next door, bring this?"

"It's her." Meng Wantang asked, "Should we take the oranges back to others? These oranges are not cheap. If you look at the freshness, you will know that they were specially brought here from the south."

Lin Su said, "No need to send it over. Just give her a bowl of the rice you cooked and bring it over."

"Why do I feel that she is different now than before?"

Lin Su said: "She has driven away the nanny at home. Her cooking skills are average. When you are not at home, she often comes over to eat."

"It seems like your relationship is growing by leaps and bounds."

"Our experiences are quite similar, but her life is not as good as mine. Her son seems to have died a long time ago."

Lin Su was filled with emotions.

Not everyone is as lucky as her. She lost her child for more than 20 years. You can still find it by chance.

She really thanked God very much.

The loss of the child was a scar in Lin Su's heart. Even if she is back now, it is still hurtful to Lin Su when discussing such things.

"Lan Youyi is also a poor person. I'll call Gou Sheng and ask Gou Sheng to send him a bowl of food."

"What are you shouting for? I can just shout."

I haven't eaten this meal yet.

A young soldier ran in from outside and happened to meet Lin Su.

"Xiao Zheng, why are you here? Is there something wrong?"

Lin Su was surprised.

Before Xiao Zheng could catch his breath, he said, "I'm here to see Dr. Meng."

Meng Wantang came out of the kitchen and asked Xiao Zheng: "What do you want from me?"

"Comrade Lu Qingye is injured and needs your care. Please pack your luggage immediately. I will send you there now."

Meng Wantang's face turned pale: "Wasn't he fine before? Why was he injured?"

How long have we been apart?

"Some unexpected situations. I can't tell you the details. It's not convenient to say."

Xiao Zheng is quite serious.

Meng Wantang also knew that she was asking nonsense.

Lu Qingye was most likely injured while performing a secret mission.

These were simply not questions she could ask.

"Wait for me, I'll get the medicine box and I'll be right back." Meng Wantang turned around and ran into the house.

She quickly packed a few pieces of clothing, and also packed a few pieces for Lu Qingye. Then he picked up his medicine box and walked out.

Lin Su happened to walk in.

"Don't worry about things at home. Take good care of Qingye over there. Come back when he recovers." Lin Su said and handed the lunch box to Meng Wantang, "You have been busy all day and haven't had time to eat. Take the lunch box with you to eat on the road.”

"I see."

Meng Wantang didn't care about saying anything else, and ran outside with her lunch box and luggage. Xiao Zheng was very discerning, took the luggage from her hand and carried it into the car.

The car drove all the way to the suburbs.

Finally, we stopped in front of a military hospital.

Meng Wantang had already asked, and she quickly ran up to Lu Qingye's ward.

As soon as I ran to the door, I heard a woman's delicate voice coming from the ward.

"You were injured because of me, and I will always be responsible for you. I just wiped it on your body, what are you embarrassed about? Just think of me as a nurse."

Meng Wantang looked inside and saw a young girl with a towel in her hand, taking the quilt from Lu Qingye to wipe her body.

Lu Qingye's uninjured hand was holding the quilt tightly, his face was ashen.

"This comrade really doesn't need it."

The lesbian voice was soft and very insistent: "You are injured, and the doctor specially told you to wipe your body. You can't move by yourself, so what will happen if I help you?"

"My lover will be unhappy." Lu Qingye said solemnly.

The lesbian's hand movements paused, her eyes were lowered, and her voice sounded a bit crying.

"Do you think I'm not as good as your lover?"

Meng Wantang also wanted to know how Lu Qingye answered. It wasn't that she didn't believe Lu Qingye, but she was simply curious.

Lu Qingye: "In my heart, my lover is the best."

The lesbian's little mouth opened slightly: "You have never been in contact with other people, how do you know that your lover is the best? I heard that she is just an ordinary country woman and cannot bring you any help. "

"Whether a man is capable or not has nothing to do with the kind of woman he marries." Lu Qingye was already very impatient.

Meng Wantang had enough of the excitement and walked in: "Why are you injured? Let me see where you are injured."