He Jingxian rolled her eyes at Zhang Xudong and said:
"That day in the mountains, you jumped off a cliff and nothing happened to you.
My dad and the others have been busy all day and night, and have lost several pounds."
He Jingxian pouted, looking distressed for her father. Zhang Xudong quickly expressed his feelings upon seeing this.
"Okay, okay, blame me. I'll bring some more meat tomorrow morning to give Dad a good nourishment, okay?"
"Go away. Who are you with? What time will you come tomorrow?" He Jingxian said embarrassedly.
"Grandpa Zheng will have surgery tomorrow morning, so I have to go there early. I'll be at your house by seven at the latest."
"Okay, I get it. I'm going back to sleep." He Jingxian said this and then disappeared.
Zhang Xudong had a good night's sleep and left home at 5:30 the next morning.
Zhang Xudong greeted the soldier on guard, then put on a backpack and carried a goat in his arms as he entered the military family compound.
"Brother, look at how this son-in-law behaves, tut tut.
"They're bringing a sheep as a wedding gift even though they're not even engaged yet. Now that they're engaged, shouldn't they bring a camel?" Sentry A said to Sentry B.
"Brother, don't you still have half a bag of pork jerky? Let's bring some food to visit the company commander's house at noon?" Sentry B said to Sentry A.
"Take a break, I only ate three pieces of pork jerky from my bag. I checked before going to work and there were still five pieces left.
Let's go back and take a look after we're laid off. If there's still one left, I'll thank those animals." said Sentry A.
"What? I only ate four and they're gone? What a bunch of beasts!"
"You are the real beast. You eat more than me."
Zhang Xudong ignored the two sentries' argument about the livestock. He walked straight to He Jingxian's house and knocked on the door.
When Captain He opened the door and saw Zhang Xudong, his face, which had been blooming like a chrysanthemum, turned dark.
"You're here to get breakfast again? What's wrong? Are you a shepherd boy? You have to bring it with you to see a doctor?"
"Uncle He, I originally brought this wild goat for you. Since you don't like it, should I send it to another company?"
When Captain He heard that the sheep was brought to him, he immediately changed his words.
"You dare? If you dare to give the sheep to others, I will take my daughter and raise her until she is old."
"Old He, is Dongzi here? Why don't you let him in quickly?" Aunt He's voice sounded in the house.
Captain He gave Zhang Xudong a warning look and turned to walk into the house.
Zhang Xudong tied the sheep to the door and followed him in.
"Hello, Auntie!"
"Hey Dongzi, I'm here. Auntie has already prepared the meal, let's eat now.
Xiaojing, Dongzi is here, come out for dinner." Aunt He said as she set the table.
"Here, Auntie, please put this chicken away first. I have already killed it."
Zhang Xudong took out a white-striped chicken from his backpack and handed it to Aunt He.
"Dongzi, how come this chicken is raised so well? It's so fat." Aunt He said in surprise after taking the chicken.
"Well, my little sister and some kids catch worms for it every day. We've taken care of it so much that it can hardly walk."
Zhang Xudong was talking nonsense seriously. He Jingxian, who had just walked into the living room, rolled her eyes at him.
Zhang Xudong talked about work with Captain He during the meal, and Captain He's face suddenly turned from gloomy to sunny.
"Okay, good boy, this is a great job. I thank you on behalf of my old friend. Come and eat more."
Captain He's eyes narrowed with laughter. He picked up a piece of salted radish strips with chopsticks and put it into Zhang Xudong's bowl.
"Dad, are you going to thank me or choke me to death? Is there anyone who gives pickles to others like you?"
When Zhang Xudong was looking at half a bowl of pickles with worry, He Jingxian took out the pickles from Zhang Xudong's bowl while complaining about her father.
Aunt He also glared at her husband, picked up the pickles from her daughter's bowl and put them into Captain He's bowl and said:
"Girl, give it to your father to eat. Let him know if it's salty or not."
Zhang Xudong saw that the black line on Captain He's forehead was about to grow larger, and he quickly said:
"Uncle He, I caught this goat in the mountains and donated it to the team. You can do with it as you see fit!"
Sure enough, after hearing this, Captain He no longer felt that the pickles were salty, nor did he feel that his wife and daughter were no longer on his side.
"Dongzi, this sheep thing is different from work. That's a personal matter. A verbal thank you will be enough."
This sheep matter is a public matter. The army has discipline and they can't take your things for free.
I'll have your aunt and the others settle the bill for you later, and the tickets will be at the correct price."
Zhang Xudong heard this and said:
"Uncle He, that won't do. Wouldn't that make me a contraband seller? It wouldn't be good if people found out. I'm afraid I'd get into trouble."
Captain He also felt it was inappropriate and said:
"How about you ask your production team to issue a certificate? Just say that the sheep belong to your production team, and then it will be fine if it's a collective fight."
Zhang Xudong shook his head and said, "Uncle He, don't bother with that. How about this?
To show that we are one family, I will donate this sheep to the army, and the army will give me some souvenirs, right? "
After hearing what Zhang Xudong said, Captain He looked at him warily and said:
"What are you trying to do, kid? If it's something that goes against our principles, just keep quiet."
"Old He, why don't you know what's good for you? Isn't Dongzi trying to help you? Why can't you just speak nicely?" Aunt He said dissatisfiedly.
"You don't understand. This guy is a little fox. If I'm not careful, I'll fall into his trap." Captain He said to his wife.
Aunt He and her daughter exchanged a glance, then smiled and said, "Let's just watch the fun from the sidelines and see how these two foxes fight each other."
Zhang Xudong said with a look of grievance: "Uncle He, I am sincere, just give me a small souvenir."
Captain He remained unmoved: "Tell me clearly, what do you want? You definitely have a purpose."
"Just give me some bullets." Zhang Xudong said cautiously.
"Have you used up all the bullets?" Captain He asked in confusion.
"I don't want that bullet, I want a 1.565 bullet, just a little bit will do." Zhang Xudong explained.
"Did you shoot the militia's gun? How many bullets did you use?" asked Captain He.
"Last time I went hunting with the villagers, I tried out their guns. It didn't take much time, only three~"
Zhang Xudong held up three fingers as he spoke. Captain He frowned when he saw him holding up three fingers, and quickly changed it to two.
"Twenty rounds, twenty rounds will do, no less."
After hearing this, Captain He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I thought you wanted 300 rounds."
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