Although he had strong opinions in his heart, Gu Zhenyang still didn’t just leave. The political commissar had made it clear—if he didn’t personally deliver the breakfast to Su Yiyi, he wasn’t allowed to return to the unit.
So Gu Zhenyang sat stiffly in the main hall, silently, not knowing what he was thinking. Even though he was alone, his expression was extremely serious, as if he were still lecturing his subordinates.
Su Yiyi’s nap was incredibly comfortable. She stretched lazily as she walked out of the room, ready to prepare lunch—only to be startled by the sight of Gu Zhenyang sitting in the hall.
“You… why are you back?” she quickly dropped her arms mid-stretch.
“This is my house. Can’t I come back?” Gu Zhenyang replied flatly. “You really can sleep.”
Su Yiyi felt a little awkward. She wasn’t sure if this man had a strong macho attitude, but sleeping until midday definitely wasn’t something well-regarded in this era.
She noticed a breakfast placed beside him, completely untouched.
“This is…”
“Breakfast I brought you. Don’t misunderstand. Military order.”
Gu Zhenyang said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Su Yiyi’s mouth twitched.
A breakfast delivery… because of a military order?
She really didn’t know this was actually true. If he hadn’t personally delivered it, he wouldn’t even be allowed back to the unit. Of course, he could’ve just dropped it off and left, but as a soldier, Gu Zhenyang refused to lie about it.
“Since you’re already back,” Su Yiyi said casually, “why don’t you just stay for lunch? I’m about to cook anyway.”
She only said it out of politeness—after all, he did bring her breakfast.
Gu Zhenyang originally planned to go back to the mess hall, but suddenly felt a strange curiosity.
This woman had never cooked before. And she disliked him so much in the past—whenever she saw him, she was either irritated or argumentative. Now she was actually inviting him to eat?
Could she be planning to poison him?
That thought appeared instantly in his mind.
As a soldier, Gu Zhenyang believed in the principle: better to be cautious than regretful.
He decided to stay and see what she was really up to.
“Alright.”
Su Yiyi froze.
…He actually agreed so easily?
She glanced at him strangely. Gu Zhenyang immediately frowned.
Why did it feel like she was silently telling him to leave again?
If she really intended to poison him, she shouldn’t be acting like this.
Since the words had already been said and he had already stayed, Su Yiyi didn’t care anymore. One extra pair of chopsticks—it wasn’t a big deal.
She took out a piece of cured pork, sliced it, and stir-fried it. Then she made an egg soup, and since that felt a little plain, she added stir-fried vinegar cabbage. Fortunately, there were still vegetables left in the house. Finally, she steamed some rice.
The aroma quickly filled the room.
Gu Zhenyang frowned again.
This woman… had never cooked before. Yet somehow, her cooking smelled surprisingly good.
Was this part of the plan? Make the food smell good so he’d let his guard down before poisoning him?
Su Yiyi also warmed up the meat buns he had brought.
After setting the dishes on the kang table, she saw Gu Zhenyang still sitting motionless.
“What, are you here to be a master of the house? Go get the bowls and chopsticks.”
Gu Zhenyang said nothing and obediently went to fetch them. Somehow, this attitude from her felt… normal.
Su Yiyi didn’t know what he was thinking. If she did, she would only be speechless.
She picked up her chopsticks and started eating right away. She hadn’t eaten breakfast and had just been running around treating Huang Qiaoyu’s child, then slept immediately after returning. She was starving.
Seeing that Gu Zhenyang still wasn’t eating, she couldn’t help teasing him.
“What, are you really afraid I poisoned you?”
Gu Zhenyang’s expression remained serious.
Su Yiyi immediately understood—he actually was suspecting her.
Unbelievable.
She rolled her eyes.
“You really think too highly of yourself. Poison you? Do I look like I want to die with you? I value my life. I’m not that bored.”
With that, she continued eating on her own.
Eat or don’t eat—it was his problem.
For a moment, Gu Zhenyang paused, then finally picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
The two ate in silence. Strangely enough, the atmosphere wasn’t awkward—just quiet and slightly harmonious.
Just after finishing their meal, there was a knock on the door.
Su Yiyi was about to go open it, but Gu Zhenyang was faster, taking long strides and opening the courtyard gate in two steps.
“Ah, Captain Gu, you’re home too!”
Outside stood Huang Qiaoyu and a man. The children were not with them, likely playing outside in the courtyard area.
Seeing them, Gu Zhenyang was slightly surprised.
He and Ye Baoguo were not from the same unit and didn’t interact much. Su Yiyi also had no real connection with them—so why were they suddenly here visiting?