Chapter 79 Who is the most suspicious? (1/2)

A gentle breeze was blowing in the summer evening, and the shade under the trees in the courtyard was the coolest spot. Lin Han was too lazy to move, so Huo Qizheng moved a chair over and sat down next to her to keep her company.

"Huo Qizheng, why did you choose to join the army?"

Huo Qizheng looked at the sky and leaned back in his chair, as if he was thinking about something from a long time ago before answering Lin Han's question.

"It started because we didn't have enough to eat."

Lin Han looked at him curiously, filled with a thirst for knowledge about his past.

"I heard you grew up eating food from many different families?"

Huo Qizheng nodded, "When I was a child, I would stay at one house for a few days and then another house for a few days in the village."

A couple of sips of rice porridge at one house, a couple of bites of sweet potato at another, and a meal is taken care of.

To repay the villagers for raising me, I worked tirelessly to help every household with their chores, afraid that if I slacked off even a little, I would be disliked.

Later, when I turned eighteen, it seemed that everyone I grew up with had settled down. Some had their marriages arranged by their families, while others had jobs following in their fathers' footsteps.

And I... having nowhere else to go, had no choice but to seek refuge with the country.

There are many orphans like him in the army, and as long as you are willing to work hard and strive for progress, everyone is the same here.

Huo Qizheng spoke casually, but Lin Han gleaned from his few words the hardships and bitterness of his childhood.

Fortunately, he lived up to his potential, did not go astray, and even became a pillar of the nation.

Lin Han herself was an orphan, and she knew all too well how hard it was for children who grew up without parents. She didn't pity him; she just felt that someone who could break through in such an environment was already very impressive.

"Huo Qizheng, you're really amazing."

Huo Qizheng didn't know what he had done to make Lin Han exclaim like that, so he reached out and affectionately ruffled her hair.

"Honey, it's not even dark yet and you're praising me like this, I can't take it."

Lin Han glanced at him, wondering if this guy's brain was filled with nothing but lewd nonsense.

"Shut up. From this moment on, you are being deprived of your right to speak."

"If you're not going to talk, then do something else."

"Mmm~ You're not allowed to kiss me either."

Things started to get out of Lin Han's control. A very "powerful" man picked her up from the rocking chair and carried her towards the bedroom.

The next day, Huo Qizheng got up on time to go to training, while Lin Han, supporting her sore waist, didn't get out of bed until noon.

After washing up, she ate the breakfast Huo Qizheng had left for her and prepared to go to Qin Shuman's house to help.

Tomorrow is Gu Huaiming's birthday, and Lin Han has prepared a gift in advance.

A bottle of fine wine that she had found in Lin Yangfeng's cellar.

Moutai that has been aged for a relatively long time.

She didn't dare send those foreign liquors; Moutai should be safer.

"Aunt Qin, is there anything I can help you with?"

Qin Shuman happened to be off today, so she planned to tidy up the house in advance and then go to the service store to buy some fruit and candy to entertain guests.

"Hanhan, you can just stay by my side and talk to me. You don't need to do any housework."

Aunt Qin will make you hand-pulled noodles with egg sauce tonight.

Lin Han wasn't really idle either; she didn't do anything to help, but instead took a rag and wiped down the furniture in Qin Shuman's house.

It's not dirty, just a little dusty.

The story I heard yesterday over the loudspeaker about someone leaking Qin Shuman and Gu Huaiming's itinerary in the Kyoto Military Region compound still needs to be verified.

Lin Han chatted with Qin Shuman casually.

"Aunt Qin, did you and Uncle serve in the Kyoto Military Region before?"