They depict the future military village

Thinking about it, Cheng Mo stood up straight, then solemnly bowed and said, "Thank you, Tong Xiangbei! To have a wife like this is the greatest fortune of my three lives."

"Alright, three sentences and still not serious. What did you get? You keep saying 'wife', who married you?"

"I don't care, you are my wife, and when I go back, I'll propose to you!"

"Yeah, you even know that you haven't pr,oposed yet, and you keep calling me your wife. Besides, what's the point of proposing now? With the war approaching, the commander is still thinking about these trivial matters. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" Xiangbei loved to see Cheng Mo getting anxious about their uncertain relationship, which made him laugh inwardly. "Okay, put away your insecurity and talk about the real business."

"Then I'll wait until after this battle to have my family come and propose. You're not allowed to accept anyone else's proposal."

"Think about it, with you managing Qiao Ziqiu, floating around in the sea, where can I go to agree to someone else?"

"See, see, as soon as the topic of engagement comes up, you think of him. You're still thinking about that Qiao Er, aren't you?"

"Alright, stop being jealous. He's got nothing to do with it. There's only you in my heart, okay? What I want to say is, regarding the military garrison, my biggest hope is to provide a safe haven for the families of heroes who sacrificed on the battlefield and a place for rehabilitation and livelihood for soldiers who were seriously injured or disabled. Rest well tonight, I'll draw up the plans in the spatial dimension and give them to you tomorrow morning. On the way, we can discuss the details further." Xiangbei was decisive and efficient. That night, she used the nearly ten days in the spatial dimension to carefully plan out the land according to Cheng Mo's intentions.

Early in the morning, Cheng Mo couldn't wait and set up a table full of delicious food in the small reception room. When Xiangbei arrived, she suddenly realized that she hadn't eaten anything during these days in the spatial dimension. Apart from daily Tai Chi exercises in the Jade Snowflake Cave and meditation under the swirling vortex of air Sea, she had been measuring and sketching in this triangular area. At the time, she felt like something was missing, thinking it might be because she hadn't seen little tiger King, but now she realized it was food! For seven or eight days, she hadn't eaten, wasn't that like fasting? Xiangbei silently self-examined from the inside to out. Not only were her meridians unobstructed, but her blood flowed smoother and clearer than ever before throughout her body. It felt too good, didn't it?

Xiangbei had originally wanted to share this feeling with Cheng Mo, but when she saw his eyes full of eager yet deliberately restrained expectations, she held back the words that were on the tip of her tongue and sat down at the dining table, inviting Cheng Mo, "Mo, have you eaten? Come, let's eat together."

"I've already eaten. Come on, Xiangbei, try this river shrimp porridge. We caught them early in the morning from two clear streams, especially sweet and fresh," Cheng Mo said as he served Xiangbei.

"Mo, I can handle this myself. Look at this, I finished these plans last night. Just sit next to me now, and I'll explain my ideas, let's chatting and eating," Xiangbei said, handing him a thick stack of drawings from the spatial dimension. "The large ones are the layout plans for the functional areas, and the those smallers are the renderings and explanations of each area and node."

Cheng Mo felt like he had received a treasure and spread the drawings out on the large desk by the window, comparing the text explanations of each node while envisioning the future scenes in his mind.

"Mo, AhMo, what are you thinking? Is there a problem? Why aren't you saying anything?"

"No, no problem, Xiangbei. This is really amazing, beyond what I could have imagined for the future. Not to mention those soldiers, even I want to live here with you, chatting with the military families about everything under the sun, tasting the diverse cuisines from different regions in Yunmeng, and occasionally having a drink with my comrades. Oh, I can't wait to enjoy such life style. Xiao , is the courtyard area you marked for us in the same city inn for us? I want to be the first to move in when the time comes."

"Yes, Mo. You and the local military families will move into the prototype houses first, and that will activate the garrison. When the army moves south, you can intentionally arrange for them to see the living scenes of the more developed Same City Traveler Lodges and surrounding villages. As for me, I'll prepare an invitation letter for the military families, inviting them to live in the stockade village where they can grow mulberry trees and raise silkworms. I'll attach future plans and renderings, as well as optional job assignments, living arrangements, and financial analysis. You can distribute them to everyone at the pre-war mobilization ceremony, and let them decide whether to move their families here. Three days later, we'll send letters home to each soldier, along with a gift package of sugar and salt for each family."

"Xiangbei, Xiangbei, thank you! I, I..." Cheng Mo forgot what he wanted to say, what he could say. He couldn't contain his excitement and turned it all into a rush of impulse, ignoring everything else, tightly embracing the girl in front of him, kissing her eagerly as she continued to speak...

"You're crazy! Oh, Tong Biao, Tong Biao, you're here?" Xiangbei finally managed to break free from the suffocating kiss, gasping for breath. With one glance, she saw Tong Biao standing nearby, embarrassed and anxious, pounding Cheng Mo's solid chest with clenched fists.

"What's wrong with Tong Biao? He's just my little nephew, family, what's there to be afraid of," Cheng Mo said, a bit embarrassed himself. He had indeed been negligent in the heat of the moment, and now, looking over, he was startled and extremely embarrassed, trying his best to smooth things over with his words.