After the rush at the small restaurant, Cheng Su and her husband, Qi Taiguo, finally headed home on their bicycle, side by side. They chatted and laughed along the way, their joyful laughter making the pedestrians along the road envious.
Meanwhile, at the compound, Platoon Leader Lu quietly pulled his wife aside and said, "I think something's off with Qiulan's mood, her eyes are red. She couldn't have been given a hard time at Cheng Su's place, could she?"
Li Qiumei was playing with their son when she heard this and was taken aback, "Really? She's been going to work for several days now and hasn't mentioned anything bad, and she's even put on weight."
"Who knows? Commander Qi's wife can be unpredictable. If she suddenly blows her top, who knows what kind of unpleasant things she might say? Didn't she end up pulling Qiulan's hair and cursing at her over a simple disagreement?" Platoon Leader Lu was somewhat skeptical.