In their haste, Sister He and Instructor Tian's family bumped into each other.
Sister-in-law Tian: "Sister-in-law, I heard something and came to find you right away!" After Sister-in-law Tian told her what she had heard, Sister-in-law He became even more agitated. She went straight to Deputy Regiment Commander Xing's house.
"...That's not what I meant."
I saw it several times: someone drove up to pick up Xiao Wei's wife, and she went with them. Someone came to pick her up the night of the heavy rain, and someone brought her back the next day. She took quite a few things with her when she got out of the car; I saw it all. I didn't say anything else.” Wang Cuixiang was secretly pleased to see Sister He angry!
"You know perfectly well whether you said it or not, I'm telling you. Watch your mouth, or you'll get into big trouble." Mrs. He thought she should talk to her husband first.
But it got dark, and he still hadn't seen his husband. It was common for him to be away from the barracks due to work. During the day, identification was required to enter and exit the barracks, and the checks were even stricter at night. And since Lao He wasn't back by now, he might not even be at the barracks.
Sister-in-law He could only wait until tomorrow morning to discuss it.
Actually, she was right; Lao He hadn't returned from his training camp yet.
Early the next morning, Commander Qiu's bodyguard went door-to-door. When he returned, he looked at Qiu Hai's mother, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.
"What's wrong?" Qiu Hai's mother asked.
"Auntie, I think it would be better to write a label on the item if it belongs to someone else's child," the young soldier said.
Hmm? These kids who hang out together all the time have never been so clear-cut! "I'll go check on something."
Qiu Hai's mother immediately understood why the guard had said that.
"Half a jug of oil, about four or five jin. Two jin of noodles. This is from Wang Jinhui's family."
"Two jin of meat, twenty eggs, and two jin of noodles. From Xu Liangsheng's family."
"A pound of buckwheat noodles. From Fang Shengjie's family."
Our family received ten jin of national grain coupons, three industrial coupons, and five jin of wheat flour.
Qiu Hai's mother nodded, "Okay! We'll do it your way."
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