The Cultivator's Reborn to 1970s-Chapter 164 - 137

Lan Tian remained silent, giving a forced smile after pursing her lips.

Chu Yang noticed it and continued, "I have always admired Camp Commander Mo for marrying such a wonderful girl like you. It’s not just me; many people are envious of him. You are beautiful, cultured, and kind-hearted. If I married a girl as wonderful as you... I would definitely treat her well. Even if I’m busy in the military, I’d make sure to come and pick her up because I can’t bear to let her be alone outside."

Lan Tian was horrified. Was Chu Yang... trying to steal Mo Junhua’s woman?

Lan Tian looked at Chu Yang weirdly. This scenario never happened in his past life!

What on earth was Chu Yang thinking to come and steal Mo Junhua’s woman? Whose idea was it? Zhou Yuwei? Lan Tian thought about it and realized no other woman was as crazy as her, as if there were no other men in the world besides Mo Junhua and she had to snatch him by any means.

It must be hard for her to even come up with such a terrible idea for Mo Junhua.

Once they left the alley, Lan Tian stopped.

"Comrade, I’m not heading back to the military base, thank you for your kindness, goodbye." Knowing Chu Yang’s intention, Lan Tian didn’t bother to contend with him, and politely thanked him before walking to the left.

Chu Yang watched Lan Tian’s retreating figure, dazed. Did she understand the meaning of his words?

It was too unsatisfying to let her just walk away.

"Lan Tian, where are you going? I’ll give you a lift, I have nothing else to do when I go back to the hospital anyway."

He was planning to stick with her.

Lan Tian’s face remained cold, her eyes frosty, "Since Comrade Chu is a doctor in the Military District Hospital, you should be considered a soldier in the army, right?"

Chu Yang didn’t know why she was asking this; the Military District Hospital was inherently part of the military. He nodded, "Yes."

"Since you are a soldier in the military, you must be more familiar with the military rules than I am. I’m not sure about the others, but there’s one thing I know: everyone knows I am the Camp Commander’s wife. According to military rules, as a military wife, shouldn’t you be calling me ’sister-in-law’ instead of addressing me by my name? Isn’t that the proper etiquette, Comrade Chu?"

Chu Yang’s face, already thick-skinned, became burning hot from shame due to Lan Tian’s words, and he found himself too embarrassed to raise his head, awkwardly lost for words.

Suddenly, Chu Yang remembered Zhou Yuwei once told him never to underestimate Lan Tian. She was not an easy opponent. At that time, he didn’t think much of it—a teenage girl from the countryside who had not seen much of the world, easily won over by sweet talk.

Now, he’s capsized in a ditch!

With the name "Lan Tian" rolling on his tongue, Chu Yang swallowed the words back and finally said hard, "You’re right, sister-in-law. It was my oversight."

Even though Lan Tian did not like him, Chu Yang did not want to miss this opportunity, "I didn’t mean anything else. I just saw sister-in-law walking on the street alone and thought, since we are all comrades-in-arms, maybe I could help."

"No need, we’re not on the same path, goodbye." Rejecting Chu Yang’s offer of help, Lan Tian turned and left.

Watching Lan Tian walk away, Chu Yang’s handsome face momentarily twisted, then he smirked malevolently, "Lan Tian, the more you reject me, the more I can’t let go of you. In this lifetime, I must have you. There’s nothing Chu Yang wants that he cannot get. Mo Junhua, why didn’t you just die on the battlefield? Why did you come back? Blocking so many people’s paths." He gritted his teeth with a flash of hatred in his eyes.

Antique Street was as bustling as usual, not quieted by the snowy weather, with people coming and going. After a round, Lan Tian didn’t find what she needed, but she was not too disappointed, as it was expected; it would be strange to find all materials at Antique Street!

Not finding what she needed, Lan Tian didn’t feel like browsing anymore and went to the vegetable market to buy some vegetables and meat, then returned to the Mo Mansion.

Upon entering, she saw Granny Lin pacing around the hall.

"Granny Lin!" Lan Tian called out to her.

Seeing Lan Tian’s return, holding vegetables and meat, Granny Lin hurried forward to take them, muttering, "Oh my girl, you went to the market again. I’ve told you so many times, that place is messy, don’t dirty your clothes."

Lan Tian just smiled.

"Miss Huanhuan from across the street came back early, saying she finished her exams, and you went to roam the streets alone. It’s snowing heavily, cold and windy outside, what’s so good about wandering around? Look at your hands, they are ice cold, just like the icicles hanging from the roof, come over and warm yourself by the fire."

There was a charcoal fire in the house, very warm, Granny Lin touched Lan Tian’s hands, so icy, chilling to the bone, and pulled Lan Tian over to warm up by the charcoal brazier.

Buffeted by the elderly’s kindness, Lan Tian didn’t want to disappoint, she sat down by the fire accordingly, circulating her Spiritual Energy to warm up her body. Granny Lin carrying vegetables and meat went to the kitchen and made a bowl of ginger soup for Lan Tian.

"Drink it while it’s hot, it will drive away the chillness and prevent getting sick."

"Thank you, Granny Lin." Lan Tian expressed her gratitude and drank it all in one gulp.

"How did the exam go?" Granny Lin came back from the kitchen after putting the bowl away, sitting next to Lan Tian and asked her. Inside the kitchen, the Lin family’s eldest daughter-in-law and the second daughter-in-law were cooking, and they poked their heads out upon hearing their mother-in-law’s question.

Lan Tian thought for a moment and then said, "It went okay, wasn’t very difficult."

"These few days I haven’t seen the son-in-law, is there something happening in the military?" Not just Granny Lin found it strange, everyone in the room felt odd - the son-in-law came punctually every week to pick up Lan Tian, but from last week till now, no one has seen him!

"I’m not sure about the military matters. Tomorrow I will visit the military, and then head straight home to celebrate the New Year," Lan Tian said.

"Going home for New Year!" Granny Lin sighed wistfully. Having spent a significant half of the year together, she treated Lan Tian as her own granddaughter. Lan Tian hadn’t mentioned this, and Granny Lin almost forgot that she had another home in the countryside.

At four or five in the morning, there were no pedestrians in the alley, silent and soundless, with heavy snow like goose feathers floating from the sky, the view obscured in the dim light.

At that time, the gates of Mo Mansion opened, and Lan Tian walked out. Granny Lin, Aunt Lin, and Second Aunt Lin saw Lan Tian off to the doorstep, standing on the steps, giving detailed instructions and entrusting matters to her.

Lan Tian nodded in agreement, instructing Granny Lin and Grandpa Lin to take good care of their health and waved goodbye.

After leaving the alley, Lan Tian used the Wind Control Technique and Light Body Technique, and swiftly ran towards the military, reaching in about an hour. It was still not bright, dimly lit, and the guard at the door, seeing a shadow approaching, vigilantly took his rifle ready in a defensive posture.

Who would come here at this time?

"Sister-in-law?"

The shadow walked up close, and when the guard saw Lan Tian’s face, he was astonished, subconsciously looking behind her to see if the Camp Commander Mo was there.

To think that a woman crossed through the woods to this place early in the morning, he couldn’t believe it. Not to mention a woman, even a man would be scared to travel alone through the mountains and ridges at midnight. But there was nothing behind her.

As Lan Tian went inside, the guard still watched her leave with a gaze of reverence.

Truly worthy of being the Camp Commander’s Wife, her courage surpasses many men.

In the freezing cold, the military wives were still not up, snug and sleeping sweetly in their beds. The military men at the parade ground were actively training, with their slogans loud and uniform, and their steps resounding crisply.

Really a group of fervent young people, Lan Tian who lived over a hundred years last century, watched them with endless admiration.

The room was cold as ice, without a hint of warmth.

Lan Tian walked in, saw that the stove for brewing tea was unlit, the kitchen’s charcoal stove was unlit, and Mo Junhua’s military uniform hung on the balcony untouched with a layer of frost formed on it.

After making a round through the house, Lan Tian went to the study and saw a letter on the desk addressed to Lan Tian personally. Lan Tian stared at the envelope for a few seconds, then opened and read it.

Mo Junhua wrote in the letter that he was assigned an urgent task and had to leave for some time, the duration was uncertain, depending on the situation. He told Lan Tian not to worry, to take good care of herself, and wait for his return.

After reading, she burned the letter, went back to the room to pack her clothes, locked the door, and returned to Mo Village.

No need to come back here for a while, which was really nice.

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