Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby!-Chapter 61: My Wife Wants to Eat the Stars in the Sky!

Chapter 61: Chapter 61: My Wife Wants to Eat the Stars in the Sky!

"Military wife, stop right there!"

The crowd turned toward the voice; it was the young female soldier who had just passed by.

A "Bayonet Star" badge was pinned to her chest, and the documents she was carrying were imprinted with the words "Propaganda Department."

The female soldier took a few steps to stand in front of Li, her gaze as intense as a torch.

"What were you saying just now?"

Li’s face suddenly turned pale, stammering: "I... I didn’t say anything."

"I heard you." The female soldier’s voice wasn’t loud, but every word was clear: "You said Comrade Lin Wan Yi was buying people’s hearts, claiming it’s the capitalist’s daughter’s trick."

She lifted her chin, pointing to the pile at the Gu Family’s entrance.

"These are consolation goods from the headquarters, specially airlifted by Commander Gu’s wife, for the daughter-in-law who made contributions and is pregnant with twins."

"Why, in your mouth, do these become a means to buy people’s hearts?"

The female soldier’s speech was rapid, with clear logic.

"Comrade Lin Wan Yi voluntarily proposed donating precious medicinal materials and fabrics she couldn’t use to the military kindergarten and health center; what kind of spirit is this? This is the spirit of selfless dedication!"

"Not only do you not learn, but you also slander the hero’s family behind their back, undermining the unity among military families!"

"This is a serious ideological issue!"

Hats were metaphorically thrown down, pressing on Li until her legs went weak.

Surrounding military wives’ faces changed dramatically, moving back to distance themselves from Li.

"Exactly, Li, how can you say that about Lin Wan Yi?"

"Xiao Lin is such a good person, she helped us solve the problem of getting vegetables last time!"

"You’re just jealous!"

Li was pointed at and whispered about by the crowd, her face turning beet red, wanting to find a hole to crawl into.

Gu Yanshen did not look at her from start to finish.

He only gently held Lin Wan Yi’s shoulder, taking her back inside the house.

With a "bang,"

the door closed, shutting out all the noise and malice.

Lin Wan Yi leaned against the door, letting out a gentle sigh.

Gu Yanshen walked over and began quietly tidying up the yard.

The radiant cloud brocade was rolled up by him casually and placed aside.

The centuries-old ginseng was also carelessly laid on the table.

Only when he picked up the bird’s nest and donkey-hide gelatin did his movements become cautious, as if touching a world-class treasure.

He locked the boxes of supplements in a cabinet, turning around to look at Lin Wan Yi.

The man’s tall figure blocked the light, his face showing a kind of relieved relaxation.

"My mom... she finally came to understand."

Lin Wan Yi looked at his clumsy yet sincere appearance and couldn’t help but laugh.

She stepped forward, tiptoeing, and gave him a kiss on his chin.

"She hasn’t understood."

Her voice carried a playful slyness.

"She’s afraid that the ’miracle doctor’ she finally found will run away with long legs."

Gu Yanshen was momentarily stunned, soon understanding the meaning behind her words.

He looked into his wife’s bright and wise eyes, his chest filled with a burning emotion.

He stretched out his long arms, drawing her into a tight embrace.

However, this warm hug didn’t last long.

Lin Wan Yi suddenly pushed him away, turning pale, covering her mouth, and rushed towards the bathroom.

"Ugh—"

Strong retching sounds echoed.

Gu Yanshen froze in place, the color draining completely from his face.

He rushed to the bathroom door, watching Lin Wan Yi lean against the wall, vomiting until bile nearly came out, her small face as pale as paper.

"Wanyi!"

His voice trembled.

From this day, Lin Wan Yi’s morning sickness reactions surged like a tidal wave.

She couldn’t eat anything.

In the morning, Gu Yanshen carefully cooked millet porridge, but just smelling it made her retch.

At noon, the head of the cooking class specially made clear soup noodles, yet after one bite, it all failed completely.

In the evening, Gu Yanshen even extraordinarily borrowed a recipe from Wang Xiu’e and cooked personally.

As a result, Lin Wan Yi looked at the oddly colored stir-fried greens, her eyes reddened.

In just a few days, she visibly lost weight, her chin becoming sharp.

Gu Yanshen was in a state of near-explosive anxiety.

He, someone who could lead troops into battle and make decisive decisions on the battlefield, couldn’t even manage to get his wife to eat a bite.

That feeling of helplessness nearly crushed him.

That night, Lin Wan Yi once again awoke from hunger.

She curled up in Gu Yanshen’s arms, half-asleep, like a weak little cat, mumbling softly without consciousness.

"Baby... I want to eat..."

"I want to eat something sweet and sour..."

"Like strawberries... those red berries..."

Strawberries.

Gu Yanshen’s tall body suddenly shook.

In this icy frontier, in an era when even fresh apples were rare.

Strawberries, what are those?

He had only seen them in magazines brought back from abroad.

This was a mission impossible to complete.

The woman in his arms had fallen asleep again, eyebrows still furrowed, seemingly enduring hunger and discomfort even in her dreams.

Gu Yanshen stayed still, watching her pale sleeping face.

Next, he gently, oh so gently, drew his arm out from under her neck.

He didn’t say a word.

Just silently rose, picked up the thickest military coat from the rack, and draped it over himself.

The door was quietly opened, then silently shut.

The biting cold wind rushed in but was shut out.

Inside, Lin Wan Yi opened her eyes the moment he left.

She looked at the tightly closed door, feeling warmth and bitterness in her heart.

That fool.

She moved her thoughts, entering the Spiritual Spring Space.

Inside, the green vegetables growing on the black soil thrived, vibrant.

The spiritual spring water bubbled, full of vitality.

But there were no strawberries here.

Not even a fruit tree seedling or a fruit seed was present.

She could grow the best vegetables in the world, yet couldn’t conjure up the sweet and sour taste she craved most at the moment.

Lin Wan Yi stood in the space a long time before stepping out, carrying a hint of loss.

That night, Gu Yanshen did not return.

In the early dawn of the next day,

a familiar and heavy set of footsteps approached from far away.

Lin Wan Yi immediately sat up from the bed, walked quickly to the door, and opened it.

Gu Yanshen stood outside the door.

His tall figure stood erect, and a layer of frost had formed on his military coat, as if he had been trekking through ice and snow all night.

Under his eyes were dark circles, his lips cracked, his face filled with unconcealed exhaustion.

Seeing Lin Wan Yi, a hint of guilt and embarrassment showed in his always sharp eagle-like eyes.

He opened his frozen red and stiff hand.

In his palm quietly lay two small, unripe wild fruits, found goodness knows where among the hills.

The man’s voice was terribly hoarse, filled with thick self-reproach.

"Wanyi, I’m useless."

"I could only find this..."