On the way back to the fifth company, Zhang Hongcheng was particularly enthusiastic today.
"Lao He, we are brothers, right?"
He Donghong sneered: "Get lost!"
"Then friends should count, right?!"
"Get lost!"
"Then the acquaintance is always there?"
"Xiao Zhang, I know what you want to do, but unless Xiao Qin tells me, no one else can be the temporary escort!"
Zhang Hongcheng was not angry at all.
"What if I knew what Xiao Qin liked and disliked?"
"you?"
"Yes, that's me! Apart from anything else, I heard that you, Lao He, like to give milk skin to Xiao Qin, right?"
"How did you know that?"
"Xiao Qin, she's allergic to milk..."
"Huh? Is this true?"
"And next time, don't bring fried eggs for Xiao Qin. Bring boiled eggs directly. She loves them."
He Donghong touched his head and said, "Oil is only used for frying eggs!"
"Also, you drive back and forth every day, so why haven't you ever invited Xiao Qin to ride in your car?"
He Donghong looked incredulous: "Th-that's not because I'm worried about the bad influence..."
Zhang Hongcheng recalled the many preferences that Fatty had written to him about his mother-in-law - information from his future father-in-law, and told a few more to Lao He.
"There's a state-owned shop east of Jixi City that sells steamed buns. Xiao Qin tried them once and couldn't get enough of them. Why don't you buy some and try?"
......
On the afternoon of New Year's Eve, He Donghong drove to the Fifth Company like a lunatic.
As soon as he got off the car, he found Zhang Hongcheng who was writing Spring Festival couplets at the company headquarters.
"Xiao Zhang, hahahaha, happy new year, happy new year."
He Donghong's face was full of wrinkles from smiling.
Zhang Hongcheng smiled.
"Comrade Lao He, why are you still driving today?"
Lao He waved his hands, looking righteous.
"It's necessary for revolutionary work!"
Then he lowered his voice.
"I just sent Xiao Qin a stack of those steamed buns you mentioned, hehehehehe."
He Donghong's face flushed red.
"She ate three in one go!"
"You know, she actually called me Brother He!!!"
Zhang Hongcheng also lowered his voice.
"Then what I said..."
He Donghong patted his chest loudly.
"Why are you being so distant with me?"
"Your brother, that's my brother!!!"
Seeing that the red glow on He Donghong's face had not faded away, Zhang Hongcheng suddenly felt that something was wrong.
It’s okay that this guy is blushing, but why is Lao Zeng’s face so red too far away?
He turned his head and looked out the window.
Oh my god, across the river downstream - Chunyang Village dyed half the sky red - there was a fire!!!
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