Chapter 049 What do you know?
After the couple finished their private conversation, Li Wenfeng smiled and comforted the two daughters.
"Dad will be back soon, you just listen to your mom and Grandma Song."
Li Zhenzhu was reluctant to leave Li Wenfeng, and her eyes were swollen from crying.
Although Li Liuli's eyes were full of tears, she was strong enough not to let them fall, "Dad, what if they bully us again?"
The whole family knew who they were.
Li Wenfeng wiped the tears from his second daughter and looked at his eldest daughter seriously.
"If it's a small matter, you can solve it by yourselves; if you can't solve it, go find your grandmother Song, or the uncles in the village who have a good relationship with Dad, or you can go find the village head and the village head's grandmother. In short, you can't let yourself suffer a loss, remember?"
"... Remember."
Li Liuli nodded, stretched out her arms to hug Li Wenfeng, "Dad, don't worry, I will protect Mom and sisters, we will wait for you to come back and reunite as a family."
"Dad will be back soon."
Li Wenfeng was about to leave, and Fan Qingyi reminded him, "Brother Wenfeng, don't miss home, be careful outside, pay attention to safety, and you must...must come back safely."
"Okay!" Li Wenfeng raised his hand to salute, and agreed solemnly.
The mother and daughter watched him open the door and go out, and then closed the door.
At the door of the stove room, Old Lady Li was staring eagerly, and when she saw Li Wenfeng coming out, she immediately rushed over.
"Second brother, the dumplings are ready. Eat a bowl before you leave."
He said as he called out to Li Dasao, "Bring out the dumplings."
Li Dasao came out expressionlessly. Li Laosan took the bowl with a smile, "Sister-in-law, give it to me."
"Second brother, here."
Li Wenfeng glanced at Li Laosan, "Do you have anything else to do?"
"Second brother, that jeep belongs to the army, right? Why did they come to pick you up? Is there any special mission..."
Li Wenfeng's eyes were sharp, and his eyes were like a cold light from a sheath, staring at him dangerously and vigilantly.
"Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask about!"
At that moment, Li Laosan felt that the second brother in front of him was familiar and strange. That look gave him the illusion that he had seen blood.
Human blood.
Li Laosan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly covered his mouth and shook his head at Li Wenfeng.
No more asking.
How dare he be curious when it comes to the army? He
deserves to be beaten.
Li Laosan slapped himself in the face, and Li Wenfeng's cold eyes slowly narrowed. He picked up the chopsticks and ate a dumpling.
The sauerkraut pork stuffing, which was seasoned with sesame oil by Li Laosan, was the taste he loved when he was a child.
"It's delicious."
He looked at Li Laosan and praised her.
Li Laosan's happy face was like a blooming chrysanthemum, "If it's delicious, eat more."
"I'm in a hurry, give it to..."
Li Wenfeng said as he turned around and wanted to serve the dumpling to his wife.
Li Laosan knew what he wanted to do at a glance and stopped immediately.
"Second brother, this is specially made for you by your mother, you eat it."
Li Wenfeng paused, glanced at his mother with a complicated look, and smiled with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
He returned the bowl to Old Lady Li and said hello to Auntie Song. He
then reminded Li Lao San, "Keep an eye on your daughter."
"Ah? What happened to Yuan Bao?" Li Lao San was puzzled and wanted to ask, but Li Wenfeng had already strode out of the yard.
Old Lady Li took two steps after him, holding the bowl, "Old Second! Old Second..."
Li Wenfeng did not look back.
Old Mrs. Li was frustrated. "Why are you angry again? I took the trouble to make it for you. Why should I give it to her?!"
"You."
Aunt Song stood aside and shook her head. "It's hard to say whether you love your son or not. If you say you love your son, you won't love your son and let him work without worry. If you say you don't love your son, why are you willing to give him good things..."
"Of course I'm willing to give him good things for my own son! My second son is giving me face! I will have to rely on them to support me in my old age. What do you know?" Old Mrs.
Li pouted Aunt Song. "After all, our daughter-in-law is an outsider. She doesn't have the same surname or the same mind as us!"
"You really are..."
Auntie Song was speechless, "Aren't you an outsider? Who in this family has the same surname as you?! Do you think you are making things difficult for your daughter-in-law? You are making things difficult for your son!"
She raised her hand and pointed at the broken tiles on the ground, "Look, what have you done to your son?"
"Bullshit!"
Old Lady Li glared, "I gave birth to four sons, four! All of them crawled out of my belly, how can I be an outsider? I am not! They side with those outsiders because they are fascinated by them, otherwise, they should side with me, their biological mother."
Auntie Song didn't know what to say for a moment.
As the saying goes, it is better to relax than to persuade someone.
This old lady treats her sons as her own property. It is estimated that it is difficult for her to have a clear understanding that her sons have grown up to be individuals.
She shook her head, knocked on the second door, said hello to Fan Qingyi, and went back to her own home.
Seeing how Old Lady Li was, Wenfeng's wife couldn't expect to have a hot meal. She had to go back and cook. A woman who was in confinement and breastfeeding a child couldn't stand being hungry.
After the meal was ready and delivered, she would ask A'li and Zhuzhu what they liked and what they didn't like. She
couldn't go hungry in her hands for the next two days.
Old Lady Li saw that Aunt Song ignored her and walked away, and she was very angry with herself.
"Mom, if my second brother doesn't want to eat the dumplings, I'll eat them."
Li Laosan snatched the bowl from Old Lady Li's hand, lowered his head and slurped a dumpling, and the sauerkraut and the fat and lean meat in his mouth were really delicious.
He raised his thumb and said, "Mom, it's delicious."
Then he carried the bowl back to the third room.
Old Lady Li, "..."
He must have secretly given it to his wife. How dare they eat her dumplings when they were eating barbecue behind their backs?!
Pah!
...
Li Wenfeng left the courtyard and met with Instructor Feng and Captain Xu at the entrance of the village.
The jeep started and quickly left Shanhe Village.
Li Wenfeng turned his head only after turning the corner and could no longer see her.
Asked, "Is the instructor going this time?"
"I'm not going. I'll take you to the town, and you can drive directly there. It's faster."
Lao Feng smiled, "That's right, you can drop me off at the train station, I'll buy a ticket and then make a call."
"Thank you, instructor."
Lao Feng patted him, "Old Xu and I have secured this opportunity for you, but it's up to you to complete the mission."
Li Wenfeng took the opportunity to bring up the issue of the allowance. Lao Feng smiled and said it was a small matter and he would arrange it after returning to the army.
"Old Xu."
Lao Feng glanced at Lao Xu, who closed the car window, forming a closed space in the car.
"I'll briefly tell you the content of the mission..."
The car quickly arrived at the town train station, and Lao Feng stopped, "Do you understand?" "I understand
." Li Wenfeng looked serious.
Lao Feng nodded, "Then I wish you success, and one of you will be a company commander and the other a deputy regiment commander when you return."
Li Wenfeng and Lao Xu looked at each other and smiled.
Lao Feng got off the car and Lao Xu drove away.
After watching the car disappear at the end of the road, Lao Feng went into the train station and bought a ticket for the next train. He calculated the time to go to the post office to make a phone call, then come back to drink a bowl of meatball soup, take a ride to the provincial capital, and then take a train to Beijing...
Before he finished thinking about the word Beijing, he suddenly heard the sound of a bullet being loaded.
A hand grabbed the back of his head.
"Feng, Ping?"