The two did not stay in the supply and marketing cooperative for too long. The things Fu Wencheng had prepared before were enough for a few days. As for the New Year items, Ming Leyao planned to wait until Fu Wencheng went to work and then take them out from the space. At that time, she could just say that she bought them and Fu Wencheng would not ask any more questions.
On the way back, Fu Wencheng briefly introduced Political Commissar Jian. When he talked about Tan Shu and Jian Shanshan, his tone was not very good.
"Before I got into trouble, Political Commissar Jian wanted to introduce Jian Shanshan to me. I was not familiar with Jian Shanshan, let alone any feelings for her, so I rejected her outright. However, Jian Shanshan often appeared around me during that period, causing me trouble. Before I could tell Political Commissar Jian about this, I got into trouble. After the accident, I was actually treated in the military hospital for a period of time. I heard from one of my soldiers that Jian Shanshan was mentioned by chance..."
"He said she was dating a battalion commander from the Third Regiment. I was relieved at the time."
How could Ming Leyao not understand after hearing this? She knew her man's personality to some extent. He basically wouldn't care about trivial matters. If he could explain it to her, it meant that there was something wrong with Jian Shanshan.
"After I recovered from my injury and returned to the team, and made a first-class individual contribution, she came back to me."
Fu Wencheng's tone was very calm. He would not comment on personal behavior. He just simply wanted to tell his wife that he had nothing to do with Jian Shanshan.
"Tomorrow...Commissioner Jian will come with his family?"
"Well, since you are my family member, Political Commissar Jian will not come here by himself. Even if he does not bring Jian Shanshan, he will bring his wife."
"Don't worry, no one will bully me."
"If Tan Shu says something unpleasant tomorrow, you don't have to endure it, my wife. Political Commissar Jian is not indiscriminate. As long as we are right, we are not afraid of arguing with her."
"Okay, I understand."
Although Fu Wencheng did not explicitly say what kind of personality Tan Shu had, since he had given her instructions in private, Ming Leyao knew that tomorrow's meal would be exceptionally delicious.
Before dawn the next day, Fu Wencheng arrived at the meat processing plant early to queue up to buy pork, and bought some soybean oil by the way. The quota of soybean oil was fixed every month, and the oil coupons were extremely precious. Each person only had a few taels of oil per month. Everyone treated it as a treasure and would not sell or exchange it.
So Fu Wencheng prepared very little soybean oil, about as much as half a bottle of mineral water.
An ordinary person might use this half bottle for half a year, but for Ming Leyao, it is used up in one meal.
Fu Wencheng knew his wife's usual cooking habits, so he bought more lard, fearing that his wife would not be used to eating dishes with less oil.
"You bought so many things?"
At eight o'clock, Fu Wencheng came home carrying a lot of things. Ming Leyao took over and helped to organize them. When she opened the basket, she was surprised to see that there was not only pork, but also fish, dried vegetables, mushrooms, potatoes, cabbage, radishes, and eggs.
Thanks to his tall and strong figure, he stood out among the crowd of middle-aged ladies and quickly grabbed a lot of things. If he had been slower, he would have lost everything.
"Why are your clothes torn?"
Fu Wencheng looked down and saw that the outer layer of his cotton jacket had been torn at some point. He shook his head blankly and said, "I don't know when it happened. It's okay. I'll fix it myself later."
"Can you mend clothes?"
"Wife, your man knows a lot more. You can slowly discover them in the future."
"Then you go and mend the clothes first. I'll take care of the things here. After you finish mending the clothes, don't you have to go back to the army to ask for Political Commissar Jian?"
"Okay, thank you for your hard work, my wife."
Fu Wencheng went back to the house to find needle and thread to do some mending, while Ming Leyao went to the kitchen to soak the dried vegetables and mushrooms. She tore the cabbage into slices by hand and put them aside. She also cut half a pound of pork from a pound of pork, cut it into slices for stewing the cabbage, and chopped the other half a pound into puree, which she made into meatballs and stewed with white radish.
"Wife, I'm going back to the army first, you take your time, don't be in a hurry."
"Okay, go ahead."
Ming Leyao waved her hand, sent Fu Wencheng away, and turned back to continue cleaning the chicken in her hand. After cleaning it, she chopped it into pieces, blanched it in water, and then stir-fried it with some seasonings. She took out a stewed meat bun from the space, threw it all into the casserole, and put it aside. After the dried vegetables were ready, they would stew them together.
Early in the morning, Political Commissar Jian's family began to get busy.
Yesterday, Fu Wencheng called Political Commissar Jian and told him that he would invite him to dinner. Yesterday, Political Commissar Jian told Tan Shu about this. Originally, he didn't want to bring Jian Shanshan along. After all, as an old father, how could he not know what his daughter felt about Fu Wencheng?
Political Commissar Jian did not blame Fu Wencheng for disliking his own daughter. As a father, he felt ashamed for what his daughter had done. So since Fu Wencheng returned to the team, Jian Shanshan had repeatedly asked Political Commissar Jian to mediate, but Political Commissar Jian had never agreed.
"Mom, do you think I look good in this outfit?"
"Oh, my daughter is so pretty. She will definitely be better than that bumpkin. When the time comes, I don't believe that Fu Wencheng won't be moved by the comparison."
"Oh, Mom, I...as long as Brother Wen Cheng likes it, that's all."
Jian Shanshan originally had pretty facial features, but Political Commissar Jian and Tan Shu were not white, and it was even less likely that their daughter would be white, which reduced her overall appearance score. In addition, she wore a rose-red sweater today, paired with a blue cotton-padded jacket, which lowered her score even more.
I don’t know where Tan Shu got the filter to think her own daughter is pretty.
Even Political Commissar Jian felt speechless when he saw his daughter's outfit.
But he didn't say anything in the end. He just hoped that he could go home safely after this meal. His requirements were very low now.
Tan Shu was dressed relatively normally, with black pants, a white sweater, a black cotton-padded jacket, a colorful silk scarf, and a small leather bag in her hands. Before going out, she carefully polished her black leather shoes until they were shiny.
After she finished tidying up and stood up, Tan Shu saw Political Commissar Jian holding a net bag and a vegetable basket in his hands. She hurried over and snatched the things from his hands.
"What are you doing?"
Political Commissar Jian was caught off guard and was pulled hard by Tan Shu, almost falling down.
"Why are you carrying so many things? My family finally saved up some meat coupons and bought a pound of pork. I was planning to keep it for making dumplings for the children during the New Year. How generous of you to give it all away?"
"It's my first time to go to someone's house for dinner, I can't go empty-handed."
"Why can't we go empty-handed? To put it bluntly, Fu Wencheng's position is not as high as yours, so he should be the one to curry favor with you. It doesn't make sense for a leader like you to curry favor with him."
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