Chapter 339 The snake came out of Ye Xiaomei's bag
"Speak." Tang urged without hesitation, his patience was running out.
Tang Bushi was too lazy to even take a second look at the tea that Li Yao handed over.
Li Yao, who had never seen his master so serious, did not dare to move forward.
Seeing the master holding the phone, he suddenly raised his voice and asked, "What? Eggs?"
"Escaped? And ran away?" Tang stood up without saying a word.
Li Yao saw that his master was so anxious that he didn't even need to sit in the wheelchair. He stood up and paced back and forth holding the phone cord:
"How could you let it get away? Why don't you bring it back to me? Maybe I can find some clues."
Suddenly, Tang Bushi pulled the receiver away from his ear by a palm's length, his brows twisted into knots.
Li Yaoli could hear Miss Ye's roar from the phone even though he was so far away - who are you? You are so nosy. I have to do what you said. What can I do if the snake runs away and eats its own eggshell? Even if it doesn't run away, can I put it in my pants pocket?
Instantly, Tang Buci calmed down a lot, put the microphone close to his ear again, and his voice became calmer and softer:
"Ye Xiaomei, it's my fault. I was too excited. Can you come to the Tang family residence as soon as you return? Or I can pick you up."
Beep beep beep.
There was a busy tone, and Tang Bushi listened to the microphone in his hand for a long time, his eyes gradually becoming distracted.
Then he naturally said to himself: It turns out that they are not extinct.
Li Yao finally came to his senses and stepped forward cautiously: "Boss, this is the Biluochun you asked for."
Tang Buci lifted the lid of the teacup and turned his face away in disdain: "Change me a pot of red maple tea."
Military District, Family Compound, Dormitory 203.
Ye Xiaomei thought, this guy is particularly concerned about the matter of the white snake and the black toad, but his words are a bit unpleasant. What does it have to do with her if the snake runs away? It is not something she, Ye Xiaomei, can control.
Just then, the dormitory phone rang. Ye Xiaomei couldn't tell who was on the other end, but he said he was going to the cafeteria to eat.
Ye Xiaomei didn't think much about it. She wrapped the stone tightly with three layers inside and three layers outside. After making sure that it would not emit any light at night, she stuffed it into the cloth bag, hung it around her neck, took two lunch boxes and left the family compound.
Today's cafeteria is different from before. All the soldiers line up, and there is a special window for female family members to get meals.
There were also several girls from the art troupe putting on makeup for the performance that evening. Ye Xiaomei subconsciously stood in the row with the women, looking at the two lunch boxes in her hands and looking around.
She had also prepared the copy for Qijun in advance, but when she took a look at it, she couldn't find any trace of the man.
"Ye Xiaomei."
An emotionless voice came from behind her. Ye Xiaomei turned around instinctively and saw that it was Feng Jian.
Ye Xiaomei thought of the man's question in the morning. She didn't need to show off in front of Feng Jin to prove herself. At this moment, she felt relieved and said calmly, "Hello, Sister Feng."
After saying hello, Ye Xiaomei turned around and continued to queue.
It was already 20 minutes later when she replied: "Two servings."
Ye Xiaomei carried two full portions of rice and looked for a seat. Fortunately, no one dared to sit at the table where Ma Qijun usually sat, so she just ate there.
As soon as I sat down, Feng Jin sat opposite me and asked me out of the blue, "You want two servings?"
"I made it for Qijun." Ye Xiaomei picked up the chopsticks and put the food into her mouth. The food in the military district's cafeteria was richer today than yesterday, with pork belly stewed with potatoes.
Feng Jin said calmly: "Ma Qijun has gone on a mission."
What? Ye Xiaomei was stunned, and she slowly filled her mouth with rice, staring at Feng Jin:
"On a mission?"
"Yes, it's an urgent mission. There are suspected spies on the East Mountain. Ma Qijun has led his men to search the boundary marker area."
Feng Jin's face was stern without a trace of smile. After she finished speaking, she ate her meal slowly.
Ye Xiaomei suddenly lost her appetite. They had agreed to watch a social performance together that night, so he wouldn't ask someone else to accompany her.
"Who was the one who called me just now to say we were going to have dinner?"
"I was beaten." Feng Jin said calmly, then raised her eyes and looked at Ye Xiaomei calmly, just a little cold. She put down her chopsticks and said word by word:
"What kind of magic potion did you feed Ma Qijun?" When Feng Jin went to ask Ma Qijun, she said yes to everything, but was it true?
This was clearly intentional.
Ye Xiaomei suddenly came to her senses. It turned out that Feng Jin's expression was not calm, but angry. This showed that Feng Jin was still unwilling to accept the result. Ye Xiaomei took the reassurance from the man, that he was not afraid of her at all:
"Maybe it's because I have a good figure. Ma Qijun is a man after all." As she said that, Ye Xiaomei straightened her back, her chest almost resting on the dining table, and the buttons on her chest were left open by her deliberately raised chest.
Feng Jin followed the seam and saw a white patch, and his face turned black immediately.
Ye Xiaomei thought fiercely, you're right, I didn't make you mad to death last time, and now you come to me to get angry again.
Who knew Feng Jian had a particularly good heart? She quickly covered up her anger with a sneering attitude:
"You don't have to provoke me like this. I'm a woman, and that method doesn't work well on women. You should save it for your man. However, you will offend me by doing this. I have a problem. If someone offends me, I won't quarrel with them in front of them. I will deal with them behind their backs. For example, if I say a few words to Ma Qijun's future, your husband may be finished, and you will have no income."
Feng Zhen said this with a smile, she really didn't believe it. As a wife who relies on her husband's allowance to support herself, wouldn't these words scare her?
Unexpectedly, Ye Xiaomei burst out laughing and held onto the corner of the table. Fortunately, the cafeteria was noisy and no one noticed their remote seat, otherwise they would have become the focus.
Who knew that this smile annoyed Feng Jinxiao, her face darkened, and Ye Xiaomei couldn't laugh anymore. This guy seemed serious.
If Feng Jin was really offended by his little action, and she whispered to her father, it might really affect Ma Qijun's future.
"You wouldn't take revenge on someone personally, would you?" Ye Xiaomei stopped laughing and asked tentatively.
Feng Jin couldn't help but frown. Was it because she was young or didn't understand the ways of the world? Was it because she was joking? Didn't she even understand the rules of the game of revenge?
Ye Xiaomei let out a long breath and nodded, muttering, "It seems that you are serious, but this is the first time I have seen someone as straightforward as you, telling others in advance whether you are taking revenge on someone personally or not."
"You..." Feng Zhen really wondered if Ye Xiaomei had something wrong with her brain.
At the moment when Feng Jin was staring at Ye Xiaomei, she saw something moving in the corner of her eye. She subconsciously looked over and saw a small snake as thick as her little finger crawling out of Ye Xiaomei's cloth bag.
"Ah... there's a snake!" Feng Zhen screamed in fright.
Ye Xiaomei was startled and stood up reflexively to look around: "Where is the snake?"
With a loud bang, Feng Jian knocked over the lunch box on the table, and the food was all over her.
Ye Xiaomei was so frightened that she moved the stool away and looked at the dining table eagerly.
Who would have thought that Feng Jin's finger, which was pointing at Ye Xiaomei, was shaking constantly: "Snake, snake... You actually hid a snake in your bag, do you want to let a poisonous snake bite me?"
Ye Xiaomei glanced around the cafeteria. Everyone was looking at this place as if they were looking at a monster. She mechanically lowered her head slowly and looked at the cloth bag hanging around her waist.
A small white snake, its head so white with a hint of silver-blue, was lying at the mouth of the bag, spitting out its tongue. Its head was as big as one's fingernail, and its body was as thick as a little finger.
For a moment, Ye Xiaomei was too busy to explain to Feng Jin: "Ah..."
The next moment, Ye Xiaomei ran out: "There's a snake..."
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