"Hello, comrades, this is our seat. Please give it up."
The female comrade among the two glanced at Zhou Xiong and subconsciously wanted to give up her seat, but was stopped by the male comrade next to her.
"You said the seat is yours, right? The movie has already started and you still haven't shown up. You gave up your seat yourself. What's wrong with us sitting on a public seat? Besides, you're a soldier, aren't you? Soldiers serve their country and their people. Why are you nitpicking with us ordinary people? What kind of soldier are you?"
Zhou Xiong didn't expect this man to be so unreasonable. He took their seats and acted so confidently.
It didn't matter to him whether he sat down or not. He had finally accompanied Chunhua to watch a movie, so he couldn't just let Chunhua stand like that.
"Soldiers serve their country and their people, but they are not docile people. We can bear the consequences, but that doesn't mean you should let us give up our own interests! People like you, who can't benefit from the help of others, are accustomed to turning the tables and blaming others. You are a disgrace to men!"
"Lady, if you're his partner, you'd better think carefully about this. How can a person who doesn't even have the right values be reliable?"
The woman next to him felt embarrassed. If the theater hadn't been dark, she would have been able to see the blush spreading to her face.
"Let's just forget about our business!"
With that, the woman left angrily.
The man pointed at Zhou Xiong and said, "I'll remember you!"
I quickly followed him out.
The theater finally quieted down. Hu Chunhua looked at Zhou Xiong with admiration. She thought Zhou Xiong was so handsome just now. That man was too much. If Zhou Xiong didn't say anything, she would have quarreled with him.
At that moment, she deeply realized how passive people are once they are placed on the moral high ground.
But this is wrong.
Soldiers serve the country and the people, this is their mission, but this is not a reason for any ordinary person to morally blackmail them and make them give in and compromise.
They sacrificed their lives and shed their blood to protect ordinary people. Even if they are not grateful, they should not take it for granted to ask for anything in return from their military comrades.
That's just like what her mother said about her.
She always thought that she was the eldest child and it was her duty to contribute something to the family. Over time, those who benefited from her efforts gradually became accustomed to her efforts and felt that it was her right to contribute.
This is wrong.
"Don't you mind the way they look at you?"
Hu Chunhua whispered, "You're a soldier. They respect you, they're afraid of you, they put you on a pedestal. Once you're not what they imagined you to be, they'll look at you strangely and slander you."
"What's there to be afraid of?" In the darkness, Zhou Xiong held Hu Chunhua's hand.
To me, he is just a stranger. I can sacrifice my life for my country and my people, but what can he do?
He can't do anything, so what right does he have to blame me?"
Hu Chunhua felt relieved after listening to this, and her eyes looked at him even more passionately.
What she didn't know was that Zhou Xiong was also influenced by Feng Yun.
Because of the Liu Shumin incident, he was scolded by Feng Yun, who said he was indecisive and too kind.
He thought about it carefully when he got back. If you are too kind to people who have bad intentions towards you, you will be hurting yourself.
"Let's watch a movie." Hu Chunhua whispered.
Under the seat, the two of them held hands tightly.
After watching a movie, it was time for lunch, so Zhou Xiong took Hu Chunhua to a state-owned restaurant for a meal.
Hu Chunhua has been eating the food cooked by Qi Qiumin these days, and her taste has become more sophisticated. She couldn't help but comment after taking a few bites.
"It tastes worse than my grandma's."
Zhou Xiong ordered a braised pork, a mapo tofu, and a steamed mandarin fish.
Hu Chunhua didn’t get to eat the fish, so it’s hard to say, but the braised pork was much less delicious than the one her grandmother made, and the mapo tofu was not tasty either.
Zhou Xiong was surprised, "Your grandma's cooking is so delicious?"
Hu Chunhua nodded and said, "I'll take you to try it later."
Zhou Xiong heard from Hu Chunhua that their family sold egg pancakes in the morning and rice and side dishes at noon and in the evening, but he didn't know the details.
Hearing Hu Chunhua say this, he was very curious.
"Okay, take me to try it later."
After dinner, the two went straight to the entrance of the textile factory.
There were not many people setting up stalls at noon, so at the entrance of the textile factory, Lao Hu's stall stood out, and there were quite a few people around it.
Qi Qiu Ming collected money, Hu Guangcai served meals, and Hu Guangcong served dishes. The three of them were very busy.
Hu Chunhua and the others watched for a while and only went in when there were fewer people around.
"Grandma, fifth brother, sixth brother." Hu Chunhua called out, then picked up a piece of braised pork with chopsticks and stuffed it into Zhou Xiong's mouth.
"How about it?"
Zhou Xiong's heart was sweeter than the braised pork, so how could he say it was bad? He immediately praised it highly.
"tasty!"
Hu Chunhua smiled, her eyebrows curved, and dimples were faintly visible on her cheeks.
Hu Guangcai threw the spoon away and said, "Sister, since you are here, please help with the work. I want to take a rest."
Hu Guangcong subconsciously wanted to say something to Hu Guangcai, but Qi Qiumin's chestnut hit Hu Guangcai on the forehead.
"You're such a naive person! You're so lazy every day, and you're exhausted. Are you as tired as Guangcong? Are you as tired as me? I'm almost seventy years old, and I'm here to bask in the sun with you, and you say you're tired. If you're tired, why don't you just stop coming tomorrow?"
After scolding the two, Qi Qiuming waved his hand and said, "Go and have fun."
Zhou Xiong looked at the other barrels.
“Can I try some other dishes?”
Hu Guangcong immediately said, "Of course, you can try it."
Zhou Xiong took a bite of each dish and nodded continuously.
After swallowing the food in his mouth, he said to Qi Qiuming, "Grandma Qi, as you know, I came back with our political commissar this time. There's a wedding in our political commissar's family, and he's coming back to preside over it. We're still short of a chef. He originally wanted to ask the chef from the state-owned restaurant to cook, but after comparing your skills, I think you're more suitable. Would you like to cook there?"
Qi Qiumin's eyes lit up. He called Hu Chunhua over to collect the money and took Zhou Xiong to a shady place to ask him carefully.
The approximate total price of the meal, what kind of flavor and type you want, how many tables you want, and when.
Zhou Xiong said them all one by one.
"Four days later, there were more than a dozen tables. Many of the people coming and going were prominent people in the city, as well as people from Han City. A table of food cost about thirty yuan, and they included chicken, duck, fish, and meat. The taste was easy to determine, with a mix of spicy and non-spicy dishes, mainly for drinking."
Qi Qiuming came over and asked, "How much money can you give me if I do it?"
Zhou Xiong scratched his head. "I'll have to go back and ask. Maybe our leader will have to come over and taste the dishes you cook before we can make a decision."
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