Chapter 113 I'm sorry, I won't say it, I won't pay, let your mother continue making dumplings



The next day, Ruan Qiqi got up early and took a walk around the Mo family. She learned what happened at the Mo family last night. During lunch, she excitedly told Lu Ye about it.

"Mo Congrong was scolded by your stepfather last night and left hungry. Your mother knew that her precious stepson was a scheming dog and was sad all night. Your stepfather didn't comfort her and even slept on the sofa!"

"They won't get divorced?"

Lu Ye's eyes lit up, he picked up a piece of duck meat and ate it, wishing that the couple would get divorced.

To be honest, he felt that Yuan Huilan was not worthy of Mo Qiufeng.

Because when Mo Qiufeng was at home, he lived a better life. He could eat well and did not get punished. Moreover, whenever Mo Qiufeng came back from a business trip, he would bring him gifts, and the same was true for the three children.

Even if Mo Qiufeng was pretending, Lu Ye appreciated it.

Because his biological mother, Yuan Huilan, refused to even pretend.

"I definitely won't divorce you. Your stepfather is more cunning than honeycomb coal. Your mother's stupid brain is the best choice. Eat less. There will be dumplings for dinner. There are 200 of them!"

Ruan Qiqi was very sure that Mo Qiufeng would not divorce. She learned about the past of this old fox from Lu Ye. It turned out that he was an intelligence officer. He had been lurking for more than ten years and was able to escape unscathed. If he was not cunning, he would definitely not have survived.

A simple-minded but somewhat cultured woman like Yuan Huilan is what Mo Qiufeng needs. The more clever a person is, the more they like simple things.

"Eat it now and digest it in the evening. This blood duck is really delicious. Qiqi, everything you cook tastes good."

Lu Ye really liked today's blood duck, which went really well with rice. He had already eaten three bowls and was about to get the fourth bowl, not forgetting to praise his wife.

Yongzhou Blood Duck

"If you like it, I'll make it next time."

Ruan Qiqi smiled as she picked up some duck meat for him. Although she didn't like cooking very much, Lu Ye would praise her, which made her very happy every time. Cooking also became a very pleasant thing.

Lu Ye finished eating the whole plate of blood duck. He took the initiative to wash the dishes and clean the stove.

Just as I finished packing, I heard a phone call downstairs, "Deputy Battalion Commander Lu, the political commissar wants to see you!"

“It must be dumplings!”

Ruan Qiqi guessed.

Lu Ye's eyes lit up, he wiped his hands, and jumped down from the third floor.

A few minutes later, his voice came from downstairs: "I'm going to get the dumplings!"

"Go ahead!"

Ruan Qiqi leaned on the railing and responded with a smile, watching Lu Ye swaying from side to side on his bike, as happy as a child. Her smile deepened, but she felt even more pity in her heart.

Even though her son Lu Ye is always disobedient and unfilial, he will be as happy as a child when he knows that it is Yuan Huilan who makes the dumplings.

In fact, deep down in her man's heart, he has always longed for his parents' love. Even if it's just a little bit, it will make her Lu Ye happy for a long time.

Lu Ye came back an hour later, carrying a big basket of dumplings, but his face looked a little ugly, and he was not as happy as when he left.

"What's wrong?"

Ruan Qiqi asked.

"My mother was there too, saying that she had wronged me before."

Lu Ye's tone was awkward. Yuan Huilan had always been cold to him or blaming him, but he was not used to her sudden softening of attitude, and even felt a little annoyed.

"Didn't I say sorry to you?"

"No, she just said she blamed me wrongly."

Lu Ye shook his head.

Ruan Qiqi sneered. Yuan Huilan still looked superior. Compared to her, Lu Desheng was much better than her.

At least Lu Desheng gave him 10,000 yuan in cash and knew how to reflect on himself. Yuan Huilan just said casually that she was wrongly accused and wanted Lu Ye to let it go. That was a nice thought!

"She refused to even say sorry and asked her to continue making dumplings. There are still nine more meals, 1,800 dumplings. Unless she takes out 10,000 yuan like your father did, she can barely pay for these nine meals of dumplings!"

Ruan Qiqi spoke frankly, she would never let Lu Ye forgive Yuan Huilan!

Why!

"That's right, I'm sorry, I won't pay, I'm not even as good as the old man!"

Lu Ye nodded vigorously, he thought so too.

And even if Yuan Huilan said sorry, she couldn't avoid the nine meals of dumplings.

Wang Xizhi's one character is worth a thousand gold, and his mother only said three words, how can they be worth nine meals of dumplings?

The couple understood each other very well and after a very pleasant communication, they began to enjoy the dumplings.

"It's not as delicious as Captain Peng's buns."

Lu Ye ate a few and gave a bad review.

He prefers the ones made by Wang Shuhua, but he will finish them even if they receive bad reviews.

"When will the document for your promotion to deputy group leader come out?" Ruan Qiqi asked.

"Director Mu said next month, or maybe earlier."

Lu Ye felt that the chances of it being promoted earlier were greater. Every spring, a group of cadres would be promoted, and both Captain Peng and Captain Zhou had been recommended. Therefore, as the deputy regiment commander's clerk, he would probably be promoted earlier to vacate the position of deputy battalion commander.

Second floor.

Captain Zhou’s family is also discussing promotion.

"It should be fine. I've taken care of everything." Captain Zhou said confidently.

"Captain Peng has no chance this time?"

Shang Lehua had a gloating expression on her face. She had always looked down on Wang Shuhua, and recently she found out that this woman was in cahoots with Lu Ye and his wife, so she hated her even more. She wished that Captain Peng would not be promoted and would go back to his small county town as soon as possible.

"He has a shitty role. If he can't get promoted this time, he'll have to quit and go home!"

Captain Zhou spoke with disdain. He and Captain Peng were of similar age and had similar qualifications, but his popularity and ability were not as good as Captain Peng's. However, he had a cousin who was a regiment commander in the military region, and he was able to become a company commander because of his cousin's relationship.

First floor.

However, Captain Peng and his wife were so worried that they had no appetite to eat.

"Captain Zhou has an uncle who is the regiment commander. I heard it from Shang Lehua." Wang Shuhua was worried.

If she fails to get promoted this time, her husband might have to retire and return to his hometown, and she and her children will still not be able to eat commercial grain.

"Have faith in the organization and don't let your imagination run wild!"

Although Captain Peng tried to comfort his wife, he felt heavy in his heart.

"Don't think about it. You eat vegetables. I don't know who will be promoted to deputy leader this time?"

Wang Shuhua picked up some food for him and changed the subject with a forced smile.

"I don't know. The promotion documents haven't come down yet. It's just those few people."

Captain Peng sounded very envious and even had the audacity to fantasize that what if he could become the deputy regiment commander someday!

The day before Ruan Qiqi reported to the winery, Lu Ye's promotion document was issued. He officially took office as deputy head of the regiment. He quickly completed the work handover and his vacation was over.

On my first day at work, I received a meeting notice to discuss the promotion of Captain Peng and Captain Zhou.

The meeting was chaired by the regiment political commissar and attended by a dozen regimental-level cadres, including Lu Ye.

"I think Captain Zhou is good. He is courageous, capable, and highly conscious."

"I also vote for Captain Zhou."

Five or six people in a row chose Captain Zhou, and only two chose Captain Peng. Lu Ye didn't say a word and just sat there with his legs crossed.

"Deputy Commander Lu, what do you say?" asked the regiment political commissar.

"Captain Zhou can't even manage the guests in the hall, how can he lead a battalion of soldiers? Captain Peng is very good, I choose him!"

When Lu Ye mentioned Captain Zhou, he sneered with a look of disdain, but when he mentioned Captain Peng, his tone was full of appreciation.

Everyone was secretly complaining. Everyone knew that Dian Gong Lu had caused a big commotion in the family building a while ago, and Captain Zhou and his wife were the biggest victims.

"Everyone, please express your opinions. Raise your hands if you vote for Captain Zhou!"

As soon as the regiment political commissar finished speaking, seven or eight people raised their hands.

Lu Ye suddenly stood up, leaned close to the ear of the deputy political commissar on the left, and whispered, "Does your cousin know that you have a hundred yuan of private money hidden in the shoe cabinet?"

The deputy political commissar's expression changed slightly, and his raised hand slowly fell down.

Lu Ye whispered to a deputy head on the right, "Does your cousin know that you arranged a job for your old lover?"

A certain deputy group leader also quietly put down his hand.

"Does Deputy Head Liu know that you and his cousin were dating before?"

"You named your child Sinan. Does your cousin know that your old lover's name contains the word Nan?"

Lu Ye whispered to several people in succession, and the whole audience was silent. Everyone's hands were placed firmly on the table, and no one raised their hand.

"Raise your hands if you want to vote for Captain Peng!" the regiment's political commissar shouted.

No one moved.

Lu Ye raised his hand high and coughed heavily. He swept his sharp eyes around. Everyone was startled and hurriedly raised their hands, raising them very high.

[Today is still the fourth update, a little late, dears, the author is asking for five-star praise and free gifts again, don’t be annoyed, because these are the author’s motivation to write, good night]


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