Don't move the power young baby wife

Chapter 75

The two of them didn't rush back to the city after breakfast, because Cheng Yue had to attend a meeting in the afternoon.

In fact, it was originally arranged that He Lianyi would go to the meeting on his behalf, but it happened that Cheng Yue was discharged from the hospital at this time. Although he could not participate in the training in the army immediately, there was still no problem with these clerical tasks.

Cheng Yue left after ten o'clock, leaving Miya alone in the room.

Mijia originally wanted to go out for a walk, but the clothes were not completely dry after being washed in the morning, so it would be too shameful to go out in Chengyue's big T-shirt, so he had to stay in the room.

However, Mi Jia found out after staying that Cheng Yue was too boring. There was no computer in the room, and there was not even a small TV, except for the basic military publications and some subscribed military weapons on the bedside. magazine, and there are two ancient Chinese texts, "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" and "Sun Tzu's Art of War".

It was too boring and there was nothing to entertain, so Mijia could only read those two ancient books. Compared to those incomprehensible military magazines and boring introductions to military weapons, reading ancient texts was at least a good idea. She can also understand some sentences.

Sitting on the bed and watching for an unknown amount of time, the horn sounded outside the window. She didn't know what the horn meant, but she could tell it was different from the wake-up call in the morning.

After the horn thought about it, Miya continued to look at the book, and not long after, there was a knock on the door.

Putting aside the doubts on Shumijia's face, she wondered who would come to find Chengyue at this time.

But he didn't think much about it, worried that the people outside the door would find Cheng Yue in a hurry, so he ran towards the door quickly, opened the door, and saw a soldier carrying a lunch box, seeing Mi Jia's opening, he raised his hand and said in salute, " Report to the chief's wife, this is lunch at noon." As he spoke, he passed the lunch box in his hand to Mi Jia.

Mitya was stunned, not quite understanding the situation for a while.

"This is what Lieutenant Colonel Cheng asked us to send up." The comrades in the cooking class explained.

It turned out that before Cheng Yue left, he had greeted the cooking team and asked them to deliver food to Mi Jia on time at noon. Considering that Mi Jia drank too much wine last night, he specially told the cooking team to say: The taste is slightly lighter.

The lunch box was already in Mijia's hands, which meant that the task had been completed, and he saluted Mijia swiftly, and said, "Madam, if there is nothing else, I will go down first."

Mijia nodded hurriedly, took the lunch box and said, "Thank you."

"Madam, you're welcome." The comrade from the cooking class said in a loud voice, and then turned around and walked downstairs.

Mijia carried the lunch box into the room, and remembered that the comrades in the cooking class said it was delivered by Cheng Yuerang, and an inexplicable warm current poured into his heart. .

Sitting at the dining table, Mi Jia opened the lunch box, and it was full of food, which seemed to be more than yesterday's lunch.

Miya sighed softly, staring at the lunch box in a daze, how could she eat so much by herself.

Although I didn't feel hungry, I opened the lunch box and ate while it was hot.

Just eating here, the phone rang in the room over there, put down the chopsticks and ran towards the room, grabbed the phone on the bedside, it was Cheng Yuelai's call, feeling a little happier, swiped the screen to pick it up, " Hello."

"What are you doing, has Xiao Gu from the cooking class delivered the food?" Cheng Yue asked on the phone.

His voice was the same as usual, but in fact there was not much change in tone, but today it sounded warm and nice to Miya, and he nodded and said, "Well, I just sent it over."

"Is it to your liking?" Cheng Yue asked casually, as if they were chatting face to face.

"Yeah." Mijia nodded, and walked out of the room towards the living room while holding the mobile phone, but still couldn't help complaining, "It's too much, I can't finish it."

Hearing what she said, Cheng Yue disapproved and said, "You are too thin, you should eat more."

Mitya grimaced at the meal, but obviously didn't want to waste time discussing this issue, and asked, "When are you coming back?"

"The meeting won't end until 3 o'clock." Cheng Yue said into the phone.

"Oh." Mijia nodded in response, thinking that he would probably take those two books and read them seriously later.

Originally, when I called back, I wanted to ask her if she had eaten. Since she had already started eating, she felt relieved and said, "Someone called me here, so let's do it first."

Hearing that he still had something to do, Mi Jia didn't say anything more, nodded in agreement, and then hung up the phone directly.
After all, the portion is too big. Even though Mijia worked very hard to eat that meal, there was still a lot left in the end, but it was different from yesterday. Going to a meeting is not around.

After dinner, Mijia walked back and forth in the house for a while, and finally decided that it would be better to just take a broom and start cleaning the house than reading two old Chinese classics in the afternoon.

The house is not big, so it is not troublesome to clean it up. Except that no one lived in it for more than two months, the whole house is not particularly messy except for some dust.

After cleaning, Mijia went to the bathroom to fetch a basin of water and took a rag to wipe the furniture.

There is a small desk in Cheng Yue's room. Apart from the military publications, "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" and "Sun Tzu's Art of War", there are also some training plans and arrangements that Mi Jia doesn't quite understand.

He picked up the things and put them on the bed beside him, twisted a towel to wipe off the dust on the table, and when he reached out to put the stack of files back in the same place, he accidentally dropped the files that were caught in the files or magazines. The photo fell out.

Bending down to pick up the photo, it was a photo of a girl. The photo seemed to be old, because Miya noticed that the edges of the photo seemed to be slightly yellowing.

The girl in the photo is very beautiful, dressed in a ballet dancer, even with her hair combed up to reveal her smooth forehead, she is still very beautiful.

After staring at the photo for a long time, Mi Jia couldn't tell what kind of mood she was in at the moment, but she instinctively told her that this girl should be Cheng Yue's ex-wife.

I was about to put the photo back in my hand, but I accidentally found words behind the photo.

——Gift to Yue, Ya.

The handwriting is very delicate, it can be seen that it should be written by the girl in the photo.

Caressing each word, Mi Jia silently put the photo back in the middle of the file. She didn't know which folder it was in, so she randomly placed one.

The mood didn't seem to be as relaxed and joyful as it was just now, but somehow there was a little sadness.

(End of this chapter)