Chapter 92 Wen Qing: Why are you all scolding me?
"But the other people Wen Qing saved weren't chased around with eggs every day." Chen Zhaoyue looked at her meaningfully. "If chasing you around with eggs every day and coming to the clinic to chat whenever he has time doesn't count as love, then what does?"
Chen Zhaoyue didn't give Liu Siyu a chance to think. He patted her shoulder and said meaningfully, "Why think so much? You must know that sincerity is always a surefire way to win. Hypocrisy will only make you sink deeper and deeper."
"I'll go get a glass of water. You can figure it out slowly." Chen Zhaoyue shook the empty glass in his hand towards Liu Siyu.
Turning his back to Liu Siyu, at an angle that no one else could see clearly, Chen Zhaoyue rolled his eyes at the air and silently lit a candle for Wen Qing in his heart.
This little boy definitely can't beat Liu Siyu.
However, Chen Zhaoyue had no intention of telling Wen Qing, and even if he did, Wen Qing might not believe it.
She needs to know Liu Siyu's true purpose first before deciding whether to help Wen Qing.
Liu Siyu looked at her back: "..."
How come she seemed to be taught a lesson by an NPC?!
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The commendation for Chen Zhaoyue's meritorious service in assisting the soldiers of the Fourth Regiment in capturing enemy spies was still posted on the bulletin board, and Wen Qing could see it every time he passed by.
All he had been thinking about these past two days was Chen Zhaoyue's meritorious service in capturing the enemy spy.
To be honest, he didn't believe that Chen Zhaoyue, the delicate capitalist lady, could achieve any merit!
He even suspected for a time that this was the credit that his grandfather and uncle imposed on Shen Zhaoyue in order to whitewash her identity...
But Jia Zheng and Sun Xingxing, who went with them, often told others about the scene where Chen Zhaoyue was subdued by the vicious enemy spy with just a few stitches.
Such a vivid description could not be made up if I had not seen it with my own eyes!
The fact that this delicate capitalist daughter subdued the enemy spy with just a few needles shattered Wen Qing's perception of Shen Zhaoyue. It even seemed a bit magical...
Wen Qing never thought that the slap in the face would come so quickly. Every ridicule he had said to Shen Zhaoyue before, his disgust for her background as a daughter of a capitalist family, and the stinky look he gave Shen Zhaoyue, all turned into invisible slaps, slapping him hard in the face!
This directly led to Wen Qing being distracted during training, and he was out of shape several times, so he was punished by the team leader to do more training.
But he was the commander's grandson after all, and his status was there, so the regiment commander didn't dare to punish him too harshly and only made him practice for half a set more.
When it was time for lunch, Wen Qing went to find Wen Yanxi.
"Jia Zheng," Wen Qing said, holding his lunch box and kicking Jia Zheng, who was sitting opposite Wen Yanxi, "Come inside and sit down. I have something to tell my uncle."
"oh."
Jia Zheng moved in with his lunch box to make room for Wen Qing.
Wen Yanxi didn't even glance at Wen Qing, and his mind was full of Chen Zhaoyue.
Did Chen Zhaoyue have a good rest?
Do you feel any stomach discomfort?
What does she eat for lunch?
Wen Qing took two bites of his meal and waited for a long time, but his uncle asked him coldly, "What do you want from me?" Being young, he lost his temper and took the initiative to speak, "Uncle."
Wen Yanxi's thoughts were interrupted, and he glanced at him indifferently: "When did you come?"
Wen Qing: “?”
Uncle, why is your eyesight so bad?
Wen Qing didn't dare to look Wen Yanxi in the eye. He lowered his head, took a mouthful of rice, and asked in a muffled voice, "Um...did Chen Zhaoyue really catch the enemy spy? It wasn't you who gave up the credit, was it?"
In an instant, except for Wen Qing who was still eating with his head down, everyone else at the table stopped what they were doing and talking, and looked at Wen Qing like a fool.
Especially Jia Zheng, if there wasn't a slogan on the cafeteria wall saying not to waste food, he would have wanted to hit Wen Qing on the head with a lunch box to wake him up!
"Wen Qing," Wen Yanxi's hawk-like gaze fell on Wen Qing's head, a low pressure emanating from his body, and his tone was cold: "Are you questioning the leadership?"
Wen Qing: “!!!”
It seems that his uncle has become even more ferocious!
He shrank his neck in fear and muttered softly, "I just feel that Miss Capital, Shen Zhaoyue, with her skinny arms and legs, who can't even wash a bowl, can really subdue the vicious enemy spies who have been lurking for years? With her tiny body, she can probably kill three of them with one punch."
"For an excellent soldier, it is a taboo to look down on others. No matter whether this person is your enemy or teammate, you cannot make judgments about the other person's abilities without understanding him." Wen Yanxi's voice was as cold as if it was pulled out of an ice cellar.
"Although Comrade Chen Zhaoyue is a girl, she is no worse than us men. It's just that our fighting methods are different, and the battlefields we face are also different."
Wen Yanxi tapped the table with his fingers. "A great man once said that women hold up half the sky. He also said that practice is the sole criterion for testing all truths."
"Wen Qing, your ideological awareness is not yet in place. You need to study harder."
After Wen Yanxi finished speaking, he stood up with his lunch box. His nephew was still too naive.
If Wen Qing wasn't his nephew and dared to question Chen Zhaoyue's contribution at the risk of his life in front of him, he would have made him taste what it felt like to "kill three people with one punch."
"By the way..." Wen Yanxi took two steps, suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Wen Qing.
Meeting Wen Yanxi's dark eyes, his gaze was colder than the snowy field at minus forty degrees Celsius, and Wen Qing shuddered. "What?"
Wen Yanxi pointed at his eyes and said, "I think the two holes under your eyebrows seem to have lost their original function and are not working well. I suggest you go to your aunt to give you a couple of injections. Maybe you can still be saved."
Wen Qing: “…”
It was not until Wen Yanxi left the cafeteria that Wen Qing realized belatedly that he had been scolded by Wen Yanxi.
"Huh?" He still didn't believe it and turned to Jia Zheng beside him for confirmation: "What did my uncle just say?"
"What Team Wen means is that if your eyes are useless, you should donate them to people in need." Jia Zheng rolled his eyes at Wen Qing. How dare this blind man question their sister-in-law?
You deserve to be scolded!
"I heard from the group that the sooner you get treated, the better." Sun Xingxing added: "First treat the eyes and then the brain."
Wen Qing: “…”
No, why are you scolding him?
Isn't it normal for him to have reasonable doubts about Chen Zhaoyue, a delicate girl who can't carry anything on her shoulders or hands?
…
Chen Zhaoyue had no idea that Wen Qing was looking for a scolding, otherwise she would have applauded Jia Zheng and Sun Xingxing, and joined them in scolding Wen Qing to the point that he doubted his life!
For assisting the soldiers of the Fourth Regiment in successfully capturing enemy spies who had been lurking among the people for many years, Shen Zhaoyue was awarded the third-class merit. In addition to public praise, he also received reward materials.
As soon as she got home, she saw two little soldiers at the door, carrying things and putting them towards the door.
When the two young soldiers saw Chen Zhaoyue, although they had heard Jia Zheng's propaganda and knew that Chen Zhaoyue was good-looking, what they heard and saw with their own eyes told another story.
The Shen Zhaoyue they saw in person was even more beautiful than what Jia Zheng and Sun Xingxing had described. The two little soldiers blushed instantly and greeted Shen Zhaoyue embarrassedly: "Hello, sister-in-law!"
"Hello, hello, thank you for your hard work." Chen Zhaoyue greeted the little soldier with a smile and quickly opened the door. "I'll have to trouble you to help me move my things into the house."
"It's not a problem, this is what we should do!" The little soldier narrowed his eyes at Chen Zhaoyue's smile, and he seemed to have endless energy, and he moved things into the house even faster.
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