Chapter 37 Where did you sleep last night
I just had breakfast and drank a large glass of soy milk. Now I can’t even drink the spiritual spring water.
Zhu Yunying found a kettle and was about to pour the spiritual spring water into it when Feng Shuo walked in carrying washed clothes.
"Don't you hang your clothes outside to dry?"
Zhu Yunying asked casually without thinking much about it.
Feng Shuo looked up at her, his brows furrowed, his lips tensed with vigilance, and his hand holding the basin of water moved unnaturally, as if the clothes washed by the leader were confidential and outsiders were not allowed to peek.
He nodded, took the clothes, walked through the guest bedroom, and hung them in the small backyard.
Zhu Yunying was curious and tilted her head to take a look.
She remembered that there was no clothesline in the small backyard, so she saw Feng Shuo found a rope from somewhere, fixed both ends on the hollow bricks of the wall, and made a clothesline.
"She's quite private."
Zhu Yunwei muttered.
I don’t know if Feng Shuo had eyes on the back of his head or his ears were pointed, but he suddenly glanced behind him.
The two people's eyes met.
Zhu Yunying stood in the room, looking out towards the bright sunshine. The man's tall body was against the light, and nothing could be seen clearly except a silhouette.
But the first ray of sunlight in the early morning just happened to shine into the house, and the golden and warm light fell so beautifully on Zhu Yunyao's face.
She was wearing a plain grey blouse, which was now gilded with a layer of golden halo, especially her slightly curly long hair, which was tied into a side-swept braid. The fluffy curls also shone with a chestnut halo.
It is indeed charming.
“Ahem!”
When this word suddenly broke into Feng Shuo's mind again, his face suddenly fell and he turned around stiffly.
He hung up his underwear silently.
"Report--"
Xiao Zhang's voice rang out from outside the door. He stood at the door, saluted, and shouted, "Report to the regiment commander, the political commissar asked you to go to his office this morning to report on your work!"
"Okay, I understand."
Feng Shuo quickly hung up the clothes, carefully closed the balcony door, drew the curtains, and closed the side bedroom door.
Zhu Yunying was stunned as she watched his series of actions.
She blurted out: "Where did you sleep last night?"
"..." Feng Shuo was almost at the door, but when he heard her say that, he stopped and turned back.
He lowered his head slightly and met Zhu Yunwei's bright and clear eyes. He saw the eagerness to learn in her eyes. He wondered if she was really pretending to be ignorant, or if she simply wanted to know where he slept last night?
"Where do you think I can sleep?"
Feng Shuo was on guard and would subconsciously ask counter-questions when he didn't want to answer other people's questions.
Although he was young, he had made considerable military achievements. He became a regimental commander before he was thirty years old. His ability to command his subordinates was superb and should not be underestimated.
Unfortunately, Zhu Yunwei was not his soldier, but his wife.
She would not be like Lu Chen, who would protect himself and stop when he heard the counter-question.
Instead, he became more courageous and angry as he faced more setbacks.
"When I woke up, you weren't lying next to me. How would I know where you slept?"
Zhu Yunying raised her chin, not at all afraid of the storm in Feng Shuo's eyes. She raised her lips righteously, making clear her grievances.
Feng Shuo narrowed his eyes. From his angle, he could see more clearly the soft fur on Zhu Yunwei's face illuminated by the morning light.
Zhu Yunying's face was very fair. She didn't apply any cream or powder like the other girls in the art troupe. Her face was clean, like a freshly peeled egg. It was not only white but also very elastic.
Feng Shuo's attention has shifted from his ears to his eyes.
That innocuous question went in one ear and out the other, passing by like the wind.
He looked at Zhu Yunwei's pretty face, and the image of her kicking the quilt last night and her long, white legs came to his mind again...
The thin Adam's apple rolled up and down in front of Zhu Yunwei, making a muffled sound.
"If you sleep better, I might have a bed to sleep in last night."
Feng Shuo threw down a sentence and turned away.
Looking at the man's striding posture, Zhu Yunwei clenched her fists in anger. He actually didn't say anything to him!
snort!
"Sister-in-law! Captain Yang's wife is at the door. She brought you some eggs."
Xiao Zhang knocked on the door again and reported.
"Who is Captain Yang?"
Zhu Yunying put down the spiritual spring water in her hand and walked out.
Xiao Zhang immediately caught up and explained, "Captain Yang said that he and his sister-in-law met on the ship and that they caught the human traffickers together."
"Xiaojiu?"
Zhu Yunying remembered that on the ship, someone...it should be Feng Shuo who shouted this.
"Our regiment is quite special. In addition to our daily border defense missions, we also have some special confidentiality missions. To avoid being exposed, everyone uses a code name."
"Then where do you rank as captain?" Zhu Yunying found it interesting.
"The regiment commander used to be Xiaojiu, but later... he is now the boss. Captain Yang is the new Xiaojiu. I cannot reveal the other members."
Xiao Zhang scratched his head and felt a little regretful.
Zhu Yunying guessed that this information should not be disclosed casually!
She casually stuffed a candy into Xiao Zhang's pocket and said, "Look how nervous you are! I didn't hear anything! Hurry up, where is the person?"
Xiao Zhang breathed a sigh of relief and quickly led Zou Mei into the yard.
When Zhu Yunying saw you, she immediately smiled happily: "It's you! Thank you for giving me your seat yesterday!"
If Zou Mei hadn't asked her to sit next to her, the other military families in the car would have continued to nag for who knows how long!
Zou Mei had a soft personality. Upon hearing Zhu Yunying's warm greeting, she quietly called out, "Hello, sister-in-law."
"Oh, you're so polite, you actually came to me first. I was planning to go to Uncle Zhang to ask about you today and bring you some delicious food!"
Zhu Yunyao took Zou Mei's arm and walked into the house.
Zou Mei handed over the basket.
In the basket was a clean soup bowl with several eggs in it.
"What does this mean?"
Send eggs?
Shouldn’t eggs be given to pregnant women?
How could it be given to her by a pregnant woman?
Zou Mei spoke softly, a little embarrassed, her cheeks flushed. "Yesterday, Brother Yang brought a bowl of winter melon and pork rib soup, saying it was made by my sister-in-law. There was so much meat! I ate it all. I'm sending some eggs to my sister-in-law today."
"Hey! It's just two pieces of meat. I originally wanted to treat Comrade Feng Shuo. If it weren't for the misunderstanding last night, I would definitely ask Captain Yang to invite you to come and eat with us."
"You're welcome, sister-in-law."
"Don't be polite, just tell me if it tastes good or not."
Zhu Yunying didn't take Zou Mei's eggs. She was only concerned about last night's soup. How did it taste?
Being stared at like this, Zou Mei nodded shyly: "...It's delicious!"
"That's great! Are you busy today? Stay for dinner and I'll make you another soup!"
Zhu Yunying led her into the kitchen and put the eggs down.
Zou Mei immediately waved her hand: "That won't work. I can't ask my sister-in-law to spend money every day. It's not convenient to buy food here. Everyone eats in the cafeteria. It's not easy to cook for ourselves occasionally."
Zhu Yunying didn't take it seriously: "You know, I'm new here, and I'm not familiar with many places and many people. So, how about you introduce the compound to me, and I'll treat you to a meal, that's all right."
Only then did Zou Mei agree.
Zhu Yunying was glad that she had made soup yesterday, and now she had found a treasure.
…
On the other side, the political commissar's office.
Feng Shuo knocked on the door and came in. He stood like a pine tree, his eyes were like torches, and his voice was full of energy.
"Commissar, you're looking for me?"
Political Commissar Zhang raised his head from the documents and saw that he looked upright and ready to charge into battle at any time. He couldn't help rubbing his brows.
"My wife just joined the army, and you're acting so fiercely. Aren't you afraid of scaring people away? Soldiers also have a soft side. Stop looking so stern all the time. Do you think I'm an enemy spy?"
Feng Shuo remained motionless and listened silently.
Seeing that he was unmoved, Political Commissar Zhang was a little worried. He asked anxiously, "Did you make everything clear last night?"
"I guess so." Feng Shuo said seriously, "I have apologized."
"You should apologize. It's not easy for them to come all the way here. Live a good life from now on and don't cause any trouble. Do you hear me?"
Feng Shuo pursed his lips but said nothing.
Not his style.
The political commissar added, "What's your attitude? You're wrongly accusing someone, and you're not happy about it?"
"I'm not unhappy." Feng Shuo hesitated, lowered his head, then raised his eyes again, and said with difficulty, "...She said an apology wouldn't work, and she wanted me to coax her. When I didn't coax her, she said I bullied her."
Political Commissar Zhang: “…”
"Political Commissar, how did you coax Teacher Zhao? Do you have any experience I can learn from?"
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