Chapter 161

She did not know, however, that in the other bedroom, the man who had just put her down was currently pouring a basin of cold water over his head.

Not until the fire in his heart had vanished did he dry his body and tidy up his things.

Having sat on the train for several days, An Yinan felt as though her bones were soft; she slept on the warm kang, and this sleep lasted until nine o'clock.

After Chen Xun finished leading the team in morning drills, he went to the canteen for breakfast and brought some back for An Yinan; hearing no movement from that room, he placed the breakfast on the stove.

There was a training mission in the morning, so Chen Xun did not wait for An Yinan to wake up and went straight out again.

By the time An Yinan woke up, the sky outside was still dim, but she could hear the crackling of the firewood in the stove.

Picking up the lunchbox, she found two-grain porridge and a meat bun inside, and there was also a peeled hard-boiled egg in the porridge.

An Yinan lazily finished her breakfast, feeling warm in her stomach, then washed the lunchbox clean and returned to the room to take out all her translation materials.

Now that she was at the Camp, she could forget about entering her space.

It was better to just leave everything out on the table to avoid making Chen Xun suspicious.

When Chen Xun returned, he saw his wife sitting at the desk in the dim room, writing seriously.

At this moment, she was completely different from her usual self, earnest and focused.

The playfulness and slyness of her usual days were gone.

"Eat lunch first, then work." Chen Xun had not wanted to disturb her, but the food in his hands was getting colder and colder, and his wife was not moving at all except for her hands and eyes; she hadn't even heard him enter the room.

An Yinan started in surprise and rubbed her brow in embarrassment, "Once I start translating, I forget about my surroundings; I'm used to it."

Chen Xun pulled her up, sat her down at the dining table, and massaged her back and neck.

"From now on, you must stand up and move around every hour; sitting for a long time easily leads to poor blood circulation." Chen Xun's large hands were very warm, and the places he pressed felt very comfortable.

An Yinan was like a cat, really wanting to take a nap.

"Okay."

"Will you be bored here?" Chen Xun asked.

This place was a world of ice and snow; the time when it didn't snow all year round was only two or three months, and that still depended on the mood of the heavens.

There were no lush plants here, let alone crops or vegetable gardens; if you threw seeds out, they would just freeze to death, so what could possibly grow?

There was no entertainment here; aside from the daily drills, it was just constant preparation for missions.

He had lived like this for ten years, and he didn't feel bored.

But seeing his wife huddled at the desk, he felt an inexplicable heartache.

She had come to this godforsaken place for his sake, and she shouldn't have to suffer these hardships.

An Yinan reached out and smoothed the furrow in Chen Xun's brow, "Heartache?"

Her cherry-red mouth was smiling now, looking not at all serious, and her eyes were curved into crescent moons.

"Yes, I have heartache," Chen Xun said frankly.

He took An Yinan's hand and placed it over his heart.

"So our Battalion Commander Chen is so good at saying sweet nothings," An Yinan laughed.

Chen Xun shook his head, "I wasn't saying sweet nothings."

"Pfft." An Yinan burst into laughter, straightened her body, and couldn't stop her smile.

Chen Xun good-naturedly patted her back gently, afraid that this little girl would choke on her laughter.

"As for me, my goal for these two years is to study high school knowledge and translate documents; whether it's in Quanshui Village or here, there isn't much of a change." An Yinan stopped teasing him, suddenly discovering that teasing Chen Xun gave her a sense of guilt.

Could it be that bullying an honest man brings a sense of guilt?

"Besides, I might be very busy in the future, and the time I spend with you won't be fixed, so I want us to accompany each other during the time we can share." An Yinan tilted her head back to look at the man standing behind her.

The man was tall, yet she saw him lower his head slightly to meet her gaze.

She remembered a saying she had read before: when a man is willing to lower his head for you, then you should marry him.

Chen Xun straightened An Yinan's body and then sat down beside her, "I applied for marriage leave before the New Year, but because of a mission, the leave was canceled."

"But I submitted a marriage leave application again a few days ago, and it is currently being approved by the higher-ups."

"Nan Nan, I don't intend to let you go."

"Even if you suffer grievances with me."

Chen Xun looked at her, his gaze as earnest as ever.

An Yinan forcefully pulled on the front of Chen Xun's shirt and then answered directly with an action.

The communication between lips might not be a connection of hearts, but it could bring people in love closer.

"Chen Xun, I, An Yinan, decided on you a long time ago; you can't run away." The girl was like a sprite, the corners of her mouth not curved upward but slightly slanted, her eyes alluring, and on a face that was meant to look innocent and pitiful, there was an expression of extreme charm.

A complex combination of purity and allure.

It was indeed another kind of fatal attraction.

I decided on you a long time ago.

You can't run away.

Chen Xun thought to himself that he was willing to drown in her, even if it were for a lifetime.

How could he run?

How would he want to run?

A kiss at the beginning, a kiss at the end.

The two of them started with a kiss and ended with a kiss.

An Yinan obediently finished her lunch and pushed the remaining food forward, "I can't eat any more."

Chen Xun smiled, mixed the food in the lunchbox together, and then ate it in large mouthfuls.

"I still have training this afternoon, and there's a performance by the cultural troupe tonight; do you want to go see it?"

In this Northeast Camp, the only entertainment program was the cultural performance, but he never went; what else could he do with that time?

However, if his wife wanted to go, he would accompany her.

"Sure," An Yinan nodded, "I'll make something delicious this afternoon, and we can eat it while we watch the program?"

Chen Xun looked at An Yinan's shining eyes, "Okay."

In the afternoon, Chen Xun went to training, and An Yinan began rummaging through materials in her space, looking for things that would not seem out of place while still allowing her to make something delicious.

Finally, she found all-purpose flour, some cooking oil, and a little bit of salt.

First, take a mixing bowl, add the flour, salt, and oil, stir until the oil has evenly coated the flour, then rub it evenly with your hands.

Then pour in water, stir until it forms cotton-like flakes, and knead it into a dough.

Then cover it with a lid and let it rise for 1 hour.

After the dough has risen, continue kneading for 2 minutes until it becomes a smooth dough.

After rolling the dough into a flat shape, cover it with a lid and continue to let it rise for 1 hour.

Once the dough has risen, use a rolling pin to roll it into long strips, add cooking oil, coat the dough evenly with the cooking oil, and then cover it with a lid again to let the dough relax for 20 minutes.

After the dough has relaxed, cut it into small, long strips.

After rolling them into small, long strips, take a large bowl, add an appropriate amount of cooking oil, place the small strips inside to seal them with oil, and cover with a lid to continue proofing the dough for over 2 hours; once the time is up, roll the fried dough twists into a nice shape and put them into a pot to deep-fry.

Once fried until golden brown, simply take them out and drain the oil, and they are ready.