"Hey? Comrade Zhou, aren't you going to eat? How about I take you out for a walk later?"
"Comrade Zhou? Comrade Zhou?"
Lu Fangfang saw that Zhuang's mother left without looking back.
"Ha ha……"
Unable to contain herself any longer, she burst into laughter, clutching her stomach.
Seeing Zhuang's mother get the short end of the stick was truly hilarious.
The way I was reciting poetry and singing just now must have been a little awkward, no, extremely awkward.
She rubbed her arms together, then picked up the bowl and started eating again.
"Chirp chirp~"
"Chirp chirp~"
She glanced at the little quail on the ground and pondered how big a bamboo cage she should weave.
These little guys are still small; we can't leave them outside now.
After eating, Lu Fangfang took a hemp rope and started weaving bamboo cages in the yard. This time, she wove a small one, intending to use it as a brooder for quails.
In the yard, Little Flower lay on a mound of yellow earth, leisurely wagging her tail.
It's quite happy that it doesn't have to work on the snowy mountain today.
Lu Fangfang glanced at it, then got up, opened the door, and lured the little quail out.
It was a sunny day, and she wanted to let the little quail bask in the sun.
"Chirp chirp~"
"Chirp chirp~"
More than twenty quails were pecking around in the yard, and soon some of them came to Xiaohua's side.
Now, the leopard print on Xiaohua's body is less noticeable, and the little quails are no longer afraid of her.
Lu Fangfang was weaving a bamboo cage while looking over there.
Seeing that Little Flower had opened its mouth, it immediately warned, "Little Flower, don't make a sound. These aren't for you to eat. Don't touch them. You can eat them after they lay their eggs."
She deliberately caught a small quail and waved it in front of Xiaohua.
Xiao Hua tilted her head and looked at it, it was unclear whether she understood it or not.
However, when other quails approached it, Xiaohua stopped moving.
Even when the quails pecked at it, Xiao Hua ignored them. Seeing this, Lu Fangfang felt slightly relieved.
...
"Comrade, may I ask where your regiment's medical room is?"
“Go west, it’s at the end of this row of houses.”
"Thank you, comrade."
Zhuang's mother curiously looked around at the surroundings, and then walked over.
"Excuse me, is Comrade Xiao Ting here?"
In the medical room, Xiao Ting, wearing a white coat, sat bored behind the table.
Seeing an old lady come in, she was a little puzzled. "Auntie, I'm Xiao Ting. Do you need something?"
Mrs. Zhuang glanced at her and frowned slightly.
This Xiao Ting was somewhat different from what she had imagined.
"Comrade Xiao Ting, I am Zhuang Mingcheng's mother. I came here to visit relatives and also stopped by to see you."
"Aunt...Aunt, hello, hello."
Xiao Ting was pleasantly surprised. She quickly stood up and brought a chair for Mrs. Zhuang. "Auntie, please sit down."
She turned around, grabbed a cup, picked up the thermos, and poured water into it.
Zhuang Mingcheng's mother actually came, and she was overjoyed, but other thoughts immediately began to arise in her mind.
"Comrade Xiao, please don't be busy. I should thank you for taking care of Mingcheng all this time."
"Auntie, this is all I should do. Auntie, I have feelings for Mingcheng... I have feelings for Mingcheng..."
Tears welled up in Xiao Ting's eyes.
She truly didn't understand what she lacked compared to Lu Fangfang.
“I know, I know, that’s why I came here.”
Mrs. Zhuang got up and comforted her.
The two got along very well as they talked in the medical room.
After a while, Zhuang's mother took the opportunity to inquire about her level of education.
Xiao Ting realized something, and her face flushed slightly. "Auntie, I graduated from Lanzhou Health School."
Mrs. Zhuang nodded, seemingly satisfied.
Graduating from a vocational high school is better than not even finishing elementary school, and besides, his father is a teacher, which will be of great help to Mingcheng in the future.
Mingcheng is already twenty-five years old and is still a battalion-level officer. Without any other help, he will have to wait several more years before he can be promoted to regimental level.
He wanted to be transferred back to the capital, but who knows when that would be? His mother couldn't wait.
"Xiao Ting, what I want is for Mingcheng to be transferred back to work, preferably closer to us. Mingcheng's father and I are getting old, and this is just our wish."
Xiao Ting nodded quickly, feeling even more delighted.
She'd had enough of this desolate place; she dreamed of being transferred to a big city.
"But my grandfather said that Mingcheng should gain more experience at the grassroots level. Sigh, he said he should make him a regimental commander himself. I don't know what to say."
Zhuang's mother stopped there and didn't say anything more.
Across from her, Xiao Ting seemed lost in thought, and for a moment the two fell silent, each pondering something.
"Bang, bang, bang."
"Xiao Ting, you... um?"
As soon as Xu Jinbu pushed open the door and came in, she saw the two people.
He glanced at the old lady opposite Xiao Ting, thought for a moment, and realized that there was no such person in the group, which made him feel a little strange.
"Ah... Battalion Commander Xu, I... I still have guests here. Did you need something from me?"
Xiao Ting stood up in a panic.
After thinking about so much, she realized she had forgotten about Xu Jinbu, and suddenly her head started to ache.
"Um, I need to talk to you about something. We need to buy some things for the family..."
"Battalion Commander Xu, let's go outside to talk."
Before Xu Jinbu could finish speaking, Xiao Ting pushed him and strode out.
Mrs. Zhuang sat there, her brows furrowing slightly.
...
Family compound.
Lu Fangfang had finished weaving the bamboo cage and was mixing yellow mud in the middle of the yard.
After a while, she carried the shaped adobe bricks and built a mud wall more than a meter high on the south side of the yard.
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