"Xiao Zhuang, I know you love your wife, but isn't this a bit too much? People outside are saying you've practically moved the supply and marketing cooperative into your home."

Gao Dajiang's face turned serious, and he said earnestly:

“In our group, there are some family members who are in financial difficulty. You have a wardrobe that costs 150 yuan. How do you think they feel?”

Zhuang Mingcheng listened silently.

He knew it wasn't a good idea, but he was about to leave and didn't care what others thought.

It's not so bad, as long as Lu Fangfang can eat and drink well.

However, there is one thing Zhuang Mingcheng still needs to explain: "Commander, my wardrobe is not 150 yuan, it's 97 yuan."

"Was I talking to you about the wardrobe?"

Gao Dajiang glared at Zhuang Mingcheng and said, "You're being too ostentatious. It's not good for you or your fiancée. Zhuang, you should think more about what you do in the future."

"Commander, my fiancée doesn't really like that wardrobe. How about I sell it to you at the original price? Consider it payment of a debt."

"Um?"

Gao Dajiang was taken aback, and was actually somewhat tempted.

The person who tattled on him said that the wardrobe had symmetrical double doors, painted with peonies, and had a large mirror inlaid in the middle. It was extremely beautiful, and there were very few wardrobes like it in the whole area.

If he moves back, his wife might be happy and come back more often each month.

wrong……

Gao Dajiang quickly realized what was going on, "You brat, your fiancée doesn't like it and you want to transfer it to me? What do you think this place is?"

After a few laughs and playful insults, Gao Dajiang got down to business, "So, what are you doing here instead of spending time with your fiancée?"

"Commander, for this mission, I would like to request a change of the medic accompanying the unit."

"Change the military doctor?"

Gao Dajiang frowned, feeling displeased.

"Xiao Zhuang, your personal feelings shouldn't be mixed up with the affairs of the troupe. Unless there's a other reason, I won't approve your application."

Zhuang Mingcheng didn't hide anything; he carefully repeated what Lu Fangfang had just told him.

He didn't even hide the fact that Xiao Ting wanted to kick his fiancée out of the family compound.

"This mission was supposed to be a secret, and besides Hai Bing and me, only you and the political commissar should have known about it. So how did Comrade Xiao Ting find out?"

"Furthermore, she violated the confidentiality regulations by telling my fiancée about the mission. This shows that Comrade Xiao Ting has no sense of confidentiality and is not suitable for this mission. Therefore, I applied to change the accompanying military doctor."

Gao Dajiang: "..."

How else could Xiao Ting find out? She must have heard it from her father.

Gao Dajiang was very annoyed and felt some resentment towards his superiors. They didn't even abide by the confidentiality regulations; they were truly lawless.

Of course, he was just thinking about it.

Seeing Zhuang Mingcheng staring at him, Gao Dajiang waved his hand and said helplessly, "Alright, I understand. You can go back now."

Zhuang Mingcheng remained standing inside, wanting a definite answer.

"Get out!"

"Commander, Xiao Ting is the only child of the division commander. The journey to the new province is long and this mission is really not suitable for her. You must reconsider."

Zhuang Mingcheng pursed his lips and continued, "Commander, Fangfang lives alone in the family compound, all alone and helpless. Please take good care of her."

Zhuang Mingcheng gave a solemn military salute.

After a long while, he turned and left.

"That brat still doesn't trust me."

Gao Dajiang was both amused and exasperated.

Remembering that he said the division commander only had one child, Gao Dajiang pursed his lips again. Now there's only one child, but who knows what will happen in the future.

He had heard that the division commander was going to find Xiao Ting a stepmother, apparently from the cultural troupe.

"This is really a headache."

After thinking about it for a while, Gao Dajiang finally decided to have someone call Xiao Ting over and ask her about the leak in person.

...

After leaving the regimental commander's office, Zhuang Mingcheng did not rush home to his family compound.

He went to the camp and found instructor Wang Haibing to ask about tomorrow's mission.

Seeing that his old partner had made thorough and orderly arrangements, he felt relieved.

Back in the camp's dormitory, Zhuang Mingcheng tidied up the bedding, intending to take it to the family compound for Lu Fangfang to use first.

Carrying his bedding, he hadn't been out of the camp long when he ran into a stylishly dressed woman.

"Tsk tsk, Comrade Zhuang Mingcheng, are you moving to the family compound? Is Comrade Lu going back to the guesthouse tonight? If not, I won't leave the door open."

Zhu Haiming was sarcastic and extremely jealous.

She had heard that Zhuang Mingcheng went to the city today and bought a whole military truckload of stuff; he was more like a capitalist than she was.

She's been in the troupe for several days now, but she still hasn't found a place to stay. Meanwhile, the country girl she used to look down on has settled down quickly, and her life is getting better and better.

Especially since her fiancé was so handsome, Zhu Haiming grew increasingly resentful, her eyes practically spitting fire.

"Comrade Zhu Haiming, you are concerned about too much."

Zhuang Mingcheng glanced at her, then continued walking forward with the bedding on his back. "By the way, this is a military restricted area, Comrade Zhu Haiming, you'd better not wander around. You should go back to Shanghai soon."

After offering a sincere piece of advice, Zhuang Mingcheng ignored her.

"You... Pah!"

Watching Zhuang Mingcheng's retreating figure, Zhu Haiming's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty.

She couldn't delay any longer. If she couldn't handle Battalion Commander Xu Jinbu, she would have to find someone else. She didn't want to slink back to Shanghai in disgrace.

However, there weren't many single battalion-level officers in the regiment, and apart from Xu Jinbu, she didn't fancy any of the others.

"If all else fails, we'll just have to let that swindler Li Dajun get away with it."

Looking at Zhuang Mingcheng's towering 1.8-meter frame in front of her, and then thinking of Li Dajun who was still in solitary confinement, Zhu Haiming suddenly felt like crying.

...

"Zhuang Mingcheng! You stop right there!"

Zhuang Mingcheng was carrying bedding and was about to enter the family compound when someone called him back.

Turning around, he saw Xiao Ting looking at him with a wronged expression.

"Zhuang Mingcheng, why did you have the regimental commander replace me? Lu Fangfang hit me this morning, why am I the only one being punished?"

Zhuang Mingcheng understood.

It seems the commander listened to his advice and decided to replace him.

"Comrade Xiao Ting, it was indeed Fangfang's fault for hitting her. I apologize to you on her behalf. I'm sorry!"

Zhuang Mingcheng bowed deeply.

Seeing him like this, Xiao Ting felt even more aggrieved.

"The change of personnel was approved by the regimental commander. Comrade Xiao Ting, if you have any questions, you should ask the regimental commander."

After saying that, Zhuang Mingcheng carried the bedding on his back and continued walking towards the family compound.

Before even entering the family compound, he smelled a rich aroma, and he couldn't wait to go back and taste Lu Fangfang's cooking.