Chapter 209: A person like a rainbow is only known when you meet them

People who often get gunshot wounds know that there are many dietary restrictions for gunshot wounds.

Spicy food must be avoided, and the diet should be light.

Chicken broth is universally recognized as nourishing, so Lu Xiu Bai had chicken noodle soup for lunch.

When Jiang Ye scooped chicken broth in the morning, he deliberately left a bowl of chicken noodle soup made from that broth.

As for his own wife, she ate the shrimp dumplings he specially made and a platter of freshly cut fruit.

"Brother-in-law, just a bowl of noodles? I still want to eat a big meat bun and also want to drink the cooling tonic."

After finishing the chicken noodle soup, Lu Xiu Bai pushed his luck, shamelessly making another request.

Needless to say, three pairs of white eyes were rolled at him in unison.

"All right, all right," he could only sheepishly touch his nose tip and continue playing dead.

"Brother-in-law, don't listen to him; he's just mouthy and still has the nerve to make demands, how capable......"

Pei Yan Ting covered her face, understanding the saying that one's mouth grows soft when eating others' food and one's hands grow short when taking others' things.

"Hmm, it's fine; tonight I'll bring my older brother a few extra dishes, guaranteeing he'll eat his fill!"

Jiang Ye's smile didn't reach his eyes; anyone could tell he was up to no good.

Given how much Lu Xiu Bai deserved a beating, Shen Man and her sister-in-law didn't say much more.

Thus, Jiang Ye delivered ten steamed buns and a small plate of pickles in the evening, stuffing Lu Xiu Bai to the point of hiccups.

"Sister-in-law, we're heading back now; we'll come visit brother again tomorrow."

Shen Man watched her brother gulp down ten large buns in one go, swallowed her saliva, and felt a slight choking sensation.

"Okay, take it slow on the road."

Pei Yan Ting saw her sister and brother-in-law off at the door, watched them go downstairs, then turned back, her gaze fixed on her husband gulping water with his neck strained.

"Serves him right."

All right, you're full now.

"Cough cough."

Lu Xiu Bai choked a little, looking pitifully at his own wife.

"Wife, if I get hungry in the middle of the night, what should I do?"

"Cold dressing."

Pei Yan Ting rolled her eyes, not buying his act.

Don't think she doesn't know; the grandfathers won't just ignore it, maybe they're bringing fish soup or other supplements on their way over.

Here, Shen Man and her husband had just come downstairs when they saw an old man carrying several thermal boxes walking into the hospital with a companion.

The two parties met, briefly chatting about Lu Xiu Bai's condition.

Knowing his grandson had eaten ten large buns, Old Master Lu stroked his beard in satisfaction, straight out praising the boy's good appetite.

Beside him, Old Master Lin rudely rolled his eyes, huh, this grandfather‑grandson pair are both stubborn as hell, a trait that runs in the family.

Someone, not sure who, after returning and barely getting any sleep, went to the Freshwater Reservoir to fish, managed to catch two palm‑sized crucian carp, then trotted over to the sanatorium to borrow a kitchen and stewed the carp soup for an afternoon.

They'd say the grandson was careless and deserved the pain.

But in action they showed pure affection, tsk tsk tsk.

Thinking again, those few old bones still joining in the nonsense, staying up night after night to look after him— their brains must be addled.

After parting, Shen Man sat on the rear seat of the bicycle with a thickened cushion, instinctively tightening her arms around the man's waist.

These past two days, because of brother's matter, they haven't slept well.

Shen Man also carried Spiritual Liquid, secretly slipping some into others' drinking water, but she didn't dare pour in too much recklessly.

Especially since the man was busy with work and chores, his fatigue was obvious.

Jiang Ye felt the force of his wife's arms encircling his waist and abdomen, thinking she was worried about his older brother's injury, so he gently patted her arm to comfort her:

"Don't worry, brother's condition isn't serious; if nothing unexpected happens, he can be discharged tomorrow."

Shen Man pressed her cheek against the man's back, her voice somewhat muffled:

"I'm not worried about brother; I'm worried about you and the grandfathers' health— you've all been working hard these two days."

"Among family, that's only natural."

Jiang Ye slowly pressed the pedals, continuing at his turtle‑like pace.

The lingering sunset bathed the two in warmth, filling the air with tenderness.

In his previous life, as a lone lord, he was the Marquis feared by all, the Family Head who held power over life and death.

Ordinary people dared not approach him, assassins lurked everywhere seeking to kill him.

The emperor he served feared him, sending death warriors to poison him.

"A confidant?"

"None."

"Relatives?"

"All dead."

Those thirty years of treading on thin ice, a life of war and horseback riding, wore down his hope for life.

Perhaps death is the only release.

In fact, death is the next reincarnation.

In this reincarnation, he retained his past‑life memories, was reborn in this era, and witnessed the age shift from war‑torn hardship to strides toward peace, prosperity, and the flourishing Healthy Sun Avenue……

He really likes this place; the people of this era have both good and evil.

He encountered the Wolf Mother, Wolf Brother, and Wolf Sister.

He met Section Commander Duan, who gave him his all in cultivation.

He gained a new faith, striving for the Huaxia motherland's future prosperity and undying strength.

He met the love of his life, gaining a family, relatives, and lineage...

The atmosphere was lovely; feeling the man's back warmth, the two, in silent understanding, said nothing more.

There's a feeling, like that of an old married couple.

Shen Man's mind surfaced a line: "Such a person, like a rainbow, is known only when encountered."

How fortunate she is, in this life, to have seized her own rainbow.

Late at night, a drizzle fell on the island.

After midnight, the rain intensified, and the eaves rang with crisp sounds.

Tangyuan had grown bored staying in the space, and while the owner and the big boss were asleep, it slipped out, curling up in the nest the big boss made for it on the cat climbing frame, snoring loudly.

I don't know if it's because it recently grew taller, but Tangyuan had a dream.

In the dream, while it was grooming a little white tiger, an ugly toad suddenly jumped out, pointing at it and shouting angrily—

"Ribbit ribbit ribbit—"

Frankly, due to the language barrier, it truly couldn't understand what the other was cursing about!

But it was clear the toad was cursing filthily, and in the end it cried, as if it had done something that provoked heaven and earth's wrath!

"Meow meow meow."

Tangyuan turned into a tabby cat, trying to make the other shut up.

"Ribbit ribbit ribbit—"

The toad waved its arms and legs, posing as if it wanted to fight to the death.

Tangyuan, impatient, waved its claws, scratching the other—

"Ribbit!"

Nice move—the claw happened to strike the other's right eye, blinding the toad in that eye, making it even more wronged!

It just rolled on the ground, playing the rascal.

Tangyuan is a looks-obsessed; the previous owner's old ancestor had told it that everything unattractive is imperfect.

As for ugly monsters, then...

"Meow."

"Get lost!"

Tangyuan gave a beautiful tail swing, gathered strength in its hind legs, and kicked the bawling toad away—

"Ribbit—"

The toad really wanted to say, "I'll be back!"

But before it knew it, darkness swallowed it, and it was kicked into a pitch-black place, damp everywhere.

"Mom, don't struggle anymore; from now on you'll live in the countryside, spending your twilight years under relatives' care.

Once my child is born, they will be the eldest grandson of your Old Zhou Family; then I will bring your grandson to visit you, hoping you'll live to see your eldest grandson with your own eyes."

"Ribbit ribbit ribbit?"

"Good, that familiar voice."