Chapter 39 Chapter 39 Mostly correct.
Liang Xin plunged the chopsticks into the oil pan with force, and the new pork chops were fried in the pan with a sizzling sound.
"Eat pork cutlet?"
Lu Chongfeng was a little surprised.
Liang Xin: "Eat pig heads."
Lu Chongfeng walked to the stove and opened the two pot lids. "Where is the pig's head? Spare ribs are on the pig's head... No, spare ribs grow on the pig's spine... This is not important. I led the team through a rapeseed field today and picked a bunch of rapeseed flowers for you."
Liang Xin: ".......You've read so many books, but you've never read the Encyclopedia of Life, the Encyclopedia of Crops, etc.? Also, when you were working in the Shuangyongbang Commune, did you never help harvest rapeseed?"
Lu Chongfeng paused, "I haven't seen it, but I remember seeing elders pounding rapeseed in the compound when I was a kid. Is that how they squeezed oil?"
Liang Xin let out a breath and took out the pork chop. "Did you pay the person for picking their rapeseed flowers?"
"I gave it to him but he didn't want it. It's the rapeseed field of Xiahe Brigade."
Lu Chongfeng placed the rape flowers on the stove pot cover. "The brigade secretary looked very happy. He refused to accept any money we gave him. He just wanted us to live a good life."
Liang Xin looked up at him and suddenly laughed, "Give me the flowers."
"flower?"
Lu Chongfeng picked up a bunch of rape flowers on the pot lid and asked, "Are these flowers too?"
Liang Xin handed him the chopsticks for the fried pork chop, took the rape flowers from his hand with both hands, and smelled the faint fragrance of the rape flowers, "Of course it is flowers, how beautiful."
Lu Chongfeng scratched his head and smiled along with Liang Xin, "Then you go and arrange the flowers, and I'll fry the remaining pork chops."
Liang Xin took out the salt water bottle that she had put away, filled it halfway with water, put a bunch of rape flowers in it, and placed it in front of the long window.
When the spring breeze blows, the rape flowers sway and fill the house with fragrance.
Then I looked out the window and saw the river rippling with waves and sparkling with bright lights.
"I want to eat fish jelly."
"Then I'll buy some fish tonight." Lu Chongfeng took out the fried pork chops and closed the door of the honeycomb coal stove. "It should freeze overnight. If the weather gets warmer, we won't be able to eat fish jelly. What kind of fish do you want to eat?"
"Mandarin fish."
Liang Xin looked at the salted fish hanging on the blue brick wall and said, "I've had enough silver carp this year."
"Okay, I'll cook it tonight."
A large plate of mustard duck feet, a plate of fried pork chops, and a bowl of winter melon and pork ribs soup.
“So much meat.”
Lu Chongfeng had a smile on his face, knowing that Liang Xin was worried about him, "I'll have more energy to deal with those guys in the afternoon!"
Liang Xin watched him pick up a duck paw and put it in his mouth. The next second, his straight nose suddenly wrinkled. After a long time, his dark eyes seemed to be washed by water, shining brightly. He couldn't help laughing, "What does it feel like?"
Lu Chongfeng chewed it several times before he uttered a sound, "Is this chili? It doesn't seem to be, what on earth is it? It's like a bullet shot into my nasal cavity, it made me cry!"
“Mustard, a dipping sauce for seafood.”
Liang Xin picked up a duck paw and took a bite, experiencing the stimulating feeling of the spicy mustard. She chewed the springy and chewy duck paw with a satisfied look on her face, "This is exactly the taste I want."
“It’s delicious.”
Lu Chongfeng finished eating one duck's paw and was already wanting to eat the second one.
After finishing the second one, I want to eat the third one.
Liang Xin picked up the deep-fried pork chops, dipped them in chili oil, and placed them on his rice. "Duck feet are just a snack or a cold dish. Don't focus on them. Eat the meat."
Lu Chongfeng couldn't bear to even look at the mustard duck feet. He picked up the fried pork chop and took a bite. A crispy "crunch crunch" sound came out in his mouth.
It comes from the golden and crispy skin.
The pork inside the skin is plump and firm. As soon as you take a bite, you’ll be immediately surrounded by a rich and satisfying feeling.
"It's delicious. Your cooking is much better than mine."
"You're not bad either."
"Yes, because the leader gave good guidance."
Liang Xin served two bowls of winter melon and pork ribs soup, "Let's have winter melon as our vegetable today."
Lu Chongfeng nodded, picked up a piece of fried pork chop for Liang Xin, dipped it in spicy soy sauce, and put it in her bowl.
Then he picked up a piece of rice with the golden crumbs of the fried pork chop and put it into his mouth.
It is crispy, soft and glutinous, mixed with the aroma of rice, and extremely delicious.
Lu Chongfeng quickly started eating with big mouthfuls.
Liang Xin scooped the winter melon with a white porcelain spoon and ate it slowly. The winter melon was stewed until it was crystal clear and melted in the mouth, diluting the stimulation of mustard.
“Knock, knock.”
"Is Section Chief Lu home?"
Lu Chongfeng put down his chopsticks and strode to the door.
Liang Xin saw two soldiers from the barracks department, one carrying a rattan lounge chair and the other carrying a rattan coffee table. Then, Lu Chongfeng came in carrying a heavier walnut rocking chair.
Liang Xin stood up, looking a little confused.
Lu Chongfeng took out a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes from the drawer under the TV cabinet and gave two cigarettes to each of the two soldiers as a thank you.
Wait until the two soldiers leave.
Lu Chongfeng moved the large walnut rocking chair to the long window. "Don't you like to enjoy the breeze and the view here? Now it's good. Not only can you lie down and watch, but you can also rock. If you move it towards the TV cabinet, you won't be delayed from watching TV."
Liang Xin said nothing and just stared at the rocking chair.
"This recliner is made of rattan, not that heavy. Leave it in the yard to bask in the sun." Lu Chongfeng took the recliner to the eaves of the corridor and the coffee table as well. His voice spread from the corridor to the living room. "It's lighter than I thought. Rattan is a light and stable material. You can move it when I'm not at home."
Lu Chongfeng came back from washing his hands and found that Liang Xin had not spoken a word. She was standing in the living room, looking at him with her head tilted.
"I asked the carpenter from the barracks department to customize it a long time ago, and it was just finished for me today." Lu Chongfeng observed Liang Xin's expression, "You don't like it? This... I feel it's no worse than the one at home in the compound. If you are not satisfied with anything, I will ask the carpenter to modify it. If it's not good enough, I will redo it."
"satisfy."
Liang Xin looked at the dark brown rocking chair and nodded, "Very satisfied, better than the one in the compound."
"I also think it's better than the one at home." Lu Chongfeng held the backrest and handle of the rocking chair, "Do you want to sit on it and try it?"
"I just ate and I'm afraid I'll throw up if I shake it."
"That's right. We haven't finished our meal yet. Let's continue eating."
The two sat back at the dining table.
Lu Chongfeng finished up the fried pork chop with rice.
Liang Xin helped him serve another bowl of soup with more winter melon than pork ribs.
Lu Chongfeng drank it all in a few gulps, then stood up to clean up the dishes. He went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, then put them in order like a soldier in training. He scrubbed the rag, wiped the rattan lounge chair, rattan coffee table and large rocking chair twice, and put them in the vent to dry.
Liang Xin shook out the quilt and made the arrangements for the pillows.
"Come and take a nap."
Lu Chongfeng walked into the room and looked at Liang Xin from behind. Her tight cotton sweater showed off her slender waist. "Can you handle the work in the bakery today?"
"I didn't work today."
Liang Xin threw back the quilt and went to bed. "I spent half an hour beating eggs yesterday. My arms felt a little sore when I got up this morning."
"Let me rub it for you."
Lu Chongfeng got on the bed and took Liang Xin's arm to massage it. "If you had told me yesterday, I would have helped you stretch it. After stretching, you won't be so sore the next day."
Liang Xin glanced at him and said nothing.
I don’t know who was thinking about love yesterday.
"Your hands are too heavy."
“Heavy is useful.”
“So sour.”
"It'll be fine once the acid is gone."
Liang Xin frowned and suddenly thought of the female doctor. "I saw Doctor Liao today. I think Zheng Xiaojun might not be talking nonsense. Doctor Liao is indeed in a very bad condition."
Lu Chongfeng paused for a moment, "Are you going to help?"
"If you need my help, I will definitely do my best to help." Liang Xin changed her arm and went over. "But I want to help, but I can't rush to get involved. I don't know what Dr. Liao thinks. Besides, it's possible that we guessed wrong."
"If you think something is unreliable, you won't say it out loud."
Lu Chongfeng looked at Liang Xin and said, "If you can tell it, it's probably true."
Liang Xin laughed.
My ability to understand is really spotty.
After taking a nap, I feel refreshed.
Liang Xin came to the bakery.
Xia Xia, who was on duty today, was sleeping on a camp bed and was awakened by the light coming through the crack in the door and the noise of someone pushing the door.
He sat up quickly.
"Are you at work?"
"You can sleep for a while if you are tired."
The several enamel plates on the long table were empty, indicating that all the egg cakes made in the morning had been sold out.
Xia Xia folded the quilt and put it in the cabinet. "At twelve o'clock, the family members of the pharmaceutical factory who were off work came over. The egg cakes had been sold out. When Director Wu of the logistics department delivered the beds and cabinets, he suggested that we make two more batches. I didn't say anything. Do we do it or not?"
"Hey, Liang Xin, why didn't you call me when you came?"
Liang Xin looked at Li Mao walking in and smiled, "I'm not used to it yet."
"Come on, I don't know you yet." Li Mao put on his sleeves, "Even if you are willing to work with Section Chief Lu, I can only hope to go home with you after get off work."
Liang Xin just smiled and said nothing.
Place the newly dried dough board on the long table, pick up the flour and pour it into the yellow basin.
The yellow basin is a traditional old-style basin with a smooth glaze inside, which makes it less likely to get dirty than an enamel basin.
Zhong Xuelian also arrived. When she saw Liang Xin starting to pour flour, she knew that she was going to start making fried dough twists, so she quickly put on her protective sleeves and sat aside to watch.
Liang Xin poured enough flour into the yellow basin, then broke up the brown sugar and poured it in, added baking soda, mixed the dough with oil, then slowly poured in clean water and began to mix with her hands.
The flour solidified into wet lumps after being touched by water. When the water was almost poured in, Liang Xin held the yellow basin with her left hand and kneaded the flour into a ball with her right hand. Every time she lifted the dough to wipe off the wet flour on the inner wall of the yellow basin, the basin became smooth and clean, and the dough was kneaded into a smooth and soft state.
Li Mao helped take the yellow basin away. Liang Xin grabbed a handful of flour and sprinkled it on the dough board. She moved the dough to the dough board and continued kneading it. After rolling it into a long, rough strip, she rolled it up and covered it with a wet cloth. "Let it rise for ten minutes."
Zhong Xuelian raised her eyes, looked at the new wall clock delivered by the logistics department, and calculated the time.
After the dough was fermented, Liang Xin uncovered the wet cloth and pinched the dough into small pieces. "For this step, we need to bring a scale to ensure that each piece weighs 40 grams, so that each twist is the same size."
Xia Xia brought the scale over, picked up a piece of dough and put it on it to weigh it, it was 40 grams.
Then I picked up another piece of dough and put it on, 40 grams.
The three of them looked at each other.
Li Mao put one on it, 40 grams.
Zhong Xuelian took the three and put them in one by one. Without any exception, all were 40 grams.
Li Mao was so shocked that her expression changed. She was a straightforward person and couldn't help but ask, "Liang Xin, you are the one who has the inherited craftsmanship, right?"
Liang Xin didn't react and didn't say anything.
"Why are you asking so many questions?" Zhong Xuelian couldn't hide her admiration. "This skill is better than those of the masters in our commune's supply and marketing cooperative. And they gave it all to us without hiding anything. We are really lucky."
"That's right."
Xia Xia nodded vigorously. "If this isn't a family craft, what else could it be? Which master can teach so many kinds of snacks to outsiders at once?"
Liang Xin chuckled.
I think of the suona, which is the ancestral instrument of the Liang family.
But they just accepted it.
"I'll do it again today, you guys watch first."
Liang Xin rolled the small dough into 5-cm-long strips and placed them in layers on the enamel plate. "In this step, you need to brush a layer of oil after each layer."
The three of them watched Liang Xin knead the dough and apply oil carefully.
After the dough was rolled out, it was laid out in exactly four layers.
Liang Xin covered it with a new damp cloth and said, "This step also needs to be allowed to ferment for a while."
As usual, Zhong Xuelian wrote down the steps and key points in her notebook.
Liang Xin carried a bucket of peanut oil, walked into the large pot in the compartment, poured oil into the pot, and said, "Light it up."
Li Mao immediately picked up the newspaper and firewood and filled the stove.
Xia Xia followed Liang Xin's instructions and brought the dough in the enamel dish to the kitchen.
Zhong Xuelian placed the chopping board on the square table next to the stove.
Liang Xin picked up a long strip of noodles, rolled it into a thin strip on the chopping board, and folded it into three strands. "Watch this step carefully."
Li Mao looked up from the stove and saw Liang Xin pinching the two ends of three strands of noodles and twisting them slightly, and the twist was formed instantly.
"12 centimeters."
Liang Xin put the fried dough twist into the hot oil pan.
The oil pan sizzled with tiny bubbles, and the fried dough twist rolled in the bubbles, soon turning from white to golden yellow.
Liang Xin never stopped moving, kneading the dough into long and thin noodles, folding them into three strands, twisting them into twists, and putting them into the frying pan.
At first the three of them didn’t understand it, but when more than ten or twenty fried dough twists were put into the pot, they understood it completely.
Zhong Xuelian picked up a dried fried dough stick that had been left to cool, blew on it, took a bite, and immediately her eyes widened. "Delicious! Another success!"
"Give me a taste too!"
Li Mao stretched out his hand, and Zhong Xuelian broke off the ones she had bitten, and divided the rest into three parts.
“So crisp!”
Li Mao bit the fried dough twist, which made a "crunching sound" and was pleasantly surprised. "It's so crispy and fragrant. I feel like it tastes better than the ones I had before!"
“It’s delicious!”
Xia Xia was reluctant to put it in her mouth. "It's full of fragrance in my mouth. It's not only crispy, but also chewy."
Liang Xin finished eating half of the fried dough twist, the fragrance lingering in her mouth, "Let the rest cool down, we can open the door now."
Li Mao put out the fire in the stove and asked, "Are you really not going to make egg cakes today?"
“No.”
Liang Xin walked to the basin rack, poured hot water in it and washed her hands. "I left three doughs. In the afternoon, besides selling fried dough twists, you can practice making them on the dough board."
Three people sat in a row, each holding a noodle, practicing folding and twisting it into a twist.
“It seems so easy for you to make it.” Zhong Xuelian looked at the different thicknesses of the twisted dough in her hand, then looked at the perfectly shaped golden twisted dough on the plate. She kneaded the dough into long strips and started over again. “It’s really not that easy.”
“Practice makes perfect.”
Liang Xin picked up the brewed green tea, took out the plums and watermelon seeds, and waited for the end of get off work.
"Liang Xin." Xia Xia asked curiously while twisting the dough twist, "So many people want to buy egg cakes, and many family members of the pharmaceutical factory can't buy them. Why don't you make two batches in the afternoon when you have nothing to do?"
Li Mao immediately looked up at Liang Xin.
She was also surprised.
"Only scarcity can stimulate the desire to buy." Zhong Xuelian said: "My father is the director of the supply and marketing cooperative. He said something like this. Is that true?"
"Yes, but not entirely."
Liang Xin drank her tea slowly, "Aren't you tired?"
The three of them shook their heads.
“Not tired!”
Liang Xin: “….”
I’m not tired in one day, but I’ll be tired if I do so much every day.
But it didn't say that.
Liang Xin said seriously: "The supply is limited every day, so there won't be a backlog of products that can't be sold. Only when the supply exceeds the demand every day can the bakery last long."
"I didn't understand the last two sentences, but I roughly understood their meaning." Li Mao twisted his dough carefully. "Director Wu of the Logistics Department, that old slick guy, not only didn't pay us, but also gave us a week of observation. If we sell for three days at a time, and every family member buys one and everything stops, then we will stop too. Director Wu of the Logistics Department will definitely not pay us. Is that what he meant?"
Liang Xin nodded, but before she could say anything, the door of the bakery was suddenly pushed open.
The four of them looked over and were startled when they saw the person coming.
Doctor Liao lowered his head and asked, "Do you have any peach cakes for sale?"
"Not today."
Liang Xin looked at her and said, "I plan to do it tomorrow afternoon."
"Then I..."
"Liao Ting?"
A male voice suddenly came from outside the door.
Deputy Division Commander Zhu came in wearing a military uniform. He had a round face under his military cap. He was not tall and was a bit fat. He smiled as soon as he entered the door. His smile was kind and gentle. "Sister-in-law, Comrade Liang Xin, hello everyone, this fried dough twist is so beautiful!"
Liang Xin stood up, picked up the tongs, and looked at Dr. Liao, "Bring the enamel bowl here. This is also a trial run today. There are only two of them. You really can't buy more."
Liao Ting's evasive eyes paused for a moment. She turned her back to Deputy Commander Zhu, walked forward, put the enamel bowl on the table, and handed the shopping book to Zhong Xuelian.
Liang Xin picked up two twisted dough sticks and said, "Two for 8 cents, deduct 2 taels of food coupons."
Deputy Commander Zhu quickly took out the money and put it on the table. "Comrade Liang Xin, your food is so delicious. My family members who don't like to go out are actually tempted to skip work by your snacks."
Except for Zhong Xuelian who was writing on the shopping notebook with her head down, Liang Xin and the other two noticed that Dr. Liao's lips trembled.
Liang Xin put down the clip and continued to stand, "Aren't all the family members of the whole division like this?"
Deputy Division Commander Zhu suddenly smiled more kindly, "Sit down, all of you sit down."
Liang Xin: "The division commander is standing, how dare I sit down?"
Deputy Division Commander Zhu was startled, his eyes narrowed into a line as he smiled, his whole face looked like a Maitreya Buddha, his eyes were extremely satisfied, "Comrade Liang Xin, you are a hero, if the base leaders heard you say this, I would be in trouble."
Liang Xin smiled and said, "The base leader is here, and he has to acknowledge that you are the division commander."
Deputy Division Commander Zhu laughed non-stop, "Comrade Liang Xin, you are really likable."
The door was suddenly pushed open again.
Lu Chongfeng walked in and glanced at the smiling Deputy Division Commander Zhu, "What do you like?"
"Chief Lu, please don't misunderstand me."
Deputy Division Commander Zhu laughed, "What age am I? What age is Comrade Liang Xin? I look at her like the leader of the base, and I like her as a hero and a junior."
Lu Chongfeng asked, "When did the base leader treat her as a junior?"
Deputy Division Commander Zhu's smile froze for a moment, then he laughed again, "Is Section Chief Lu going to the division headquarters for a meeting? Let's go together?"
Liang Xin handed a fried dough twist to Lu Chongfeng.
Lu Chongfeng took it, bit it off in big bites, and glanced at Doctor Liao, "Base reporter Wang Hong came to see you and found me. I brought him here on the way."
Wang Hong, who was taking photos outside, walked in with a camera, "Comrade Liang Xin, long time no see. I'm here to collect photos of the hero's subsequent life. I heard that you opened the bakery of the 11th Division, so I rushed over as soon as I got back."
Suddenly, Deputy Commander Zhu said to Doctor Liao, "Liao Ting, have you finished buying?"
Doctor Liao turned around, avoiding the gaze of the men, and nodded.
Deputy Commander Zhu said softly, "Go home after you finish shopping. You can have dinner by yourself tonight. I don't know when I will be in a meeting."
Dr. Liao lowered his head like a swan, and walked out holding the enamel bowl.
"Wang Hong, I was just about to borrow your camera. The Women's Federation also asked me for some photos of my home after renovation. Can you lend me your camera later?" Liang Xin said in a neither loud nor low voice, "I'll buy myself a new box of film."
"Okay, you don't have to buy film, I have new ones."
Wang Hong took out a new camera from his bag and handed it to Liang Xin. "This is a prize given to me by the headquarters after I attended a meeting in the military region. I haven't used it yet, so I can give it to you to take pictures first."
Liang Xin took the camera and looked at Wang Hong. She looked at Dr. Liao who was walking out slowly and Deputy Division Commander Zhu who was following behind. "I get off work at 5:30. I'll return it to you once I finish taking the photos."
"No problem. Even if others don't believe me, how can I not believe in heroes?" Wang Hong said with a smile, "Without you, I wouldn't have gotten this camera."
Lu Chongfeng looked at Liang Xin who was acting abnormally, then looked at Wang Hong, and then thought of Dr. Liao who had just left, "I'm going to a meeting."
Liang Xin looked at him and nodded.
When Lu Chongfeng walked out of the bakery, he always felt that Liang Xin's eyes were looking at him with deep meaning.
Then look at the couple separating in front.
Dr. Liao walked towards the hospital without looking back. Deputy Commander Zhu stood where he was and watched Dr. Liao walk into the hospital before walking towards the division headquarters building.
Four o'clock.
The fried dough twists have been sold out.
Li Mao walked into the bakery with the washed yellow basin and looked outside. "Strange, didn't Deputy Commander Zhu say he was going to a meeting?"
Liang Xin looked up, "What's wrong?"
"I saw him go in and out of the service center two or three times." Li Mao closed the door of the bakery. "He kept looking at us. Didn't his family buy fried dough twists before? Could he be secretly checking if we made new ones to sell? Was he worried that we were deceiving his family?"
"What nonsense! Deputy Division Commander Zhu is also a very busy man. No matter how good he is to his family, he wouldn't do this."
Xia Xia wiped the table with a rag. "Maybe they need to buy cigarettes for the meeting. When they have a meeting, the room becomes so white that you can't see anyone."
"Buy cigarettes?"
Zhong Xuelian also felt that something was wrong. "Except for Division Commander Yang and Political Commissar Zheng, Deputy Division Commander Zhu is the most senior officer in the division. Today is the division combat training meeting. There are so many people in the secretariat. Does the deputy division commander really need to run errands to buy cigarettes?"
Xia Xia was stunned and the rag in her hand stopped moving.
Liang Xin fiddled with the camera and did not join in the conversation. "Bake another batch of egg cakes."
"Now?" Li Mao was stunned: "Didn't you just say Yuanyuan...what water flow? Why did it suddenly become hot again?"
“I’ll do it!”
Zhong Xuelian hadn’t made it completely by herself yet, so she excitedly picked up the enamel basin and started making it.
Li Mao stopped asking questions and rushed to move the eggs.
As soon as the egg cake was baked, the aroma wafted out.
The freshly baked bread came out just in time for the families of the pharmaceutical factory to get off work, and the bakery’s entrance was crowded with people.
Dr. Liao appeared in the crowd again.
Liang Xin did not breathe a sigh of relief. She felt a little heavy-hearted. She looked at Dr. Liao for a second and then looked towards the kitchen.
"...Comrade Liang Xin."
When Liang Xin heard the voice, she turned around and was stunned for a moment.
Dr. Liao has taken off his clothes.
The two red plum blossoms were broken and scabbed, and the scabs were like a spider web interweaving the entire chest.
The numerous whip marks silently tell of the torture that fair and soft skin had once suffered.
Liang Xin raised her camera and said, "I have to include my face in the picture."
Dr. Liao nodded, his eyes suddenly moist.
"good......."
Xia Xia suddenly opened the curtain and came in, startled.
The next second, he turned around and blocked the door.
"Xue Lian, keep a portion of the egg cake."
Hearing the "click" sound coming from the compartment, Xia Xia walked to the table again, stacked the enamel tray again, and threw it very heavily on purpose.
The sound of enamel colliding in the bakery completely drowned out the sound of the compartment shutters.
Liang Xin walked around to Doctor Liao's back and asked, "Do you have the medical records in the medical record book?"
"I haven't seen a doctor." Liao Ting couldn't help sobbing: "They are just superficial injuries. He has medicine, and he...he has a lot of photos of me, yes...those kinds of photos."
Liang Xin paused while holding the camera. "You have a lot of old scars on your body. The photos that threaten you can also be used as evidence against you."
Liao Ting shuddered. "My...my parents are still in the production team of the commune where the 11th Division was stationed. He has a lot of connections there."
Liang Xin walked up to her, pulled up the white shirt on her arm, and buttoned it up one by one. "I will first ask Chairman Shi of the Parent Committee to help me develop the photos. I will also ask her to help you leave a record of your injury at the division hospital. If he is not the deputy commander of the 11th Division, those connections will not be connections anymore."
Liao Ting's pupils trembled.
Looking at Liang Xin’s fair face.
After sixteen years of darkness, she seemed to finally see the moon.
"When does he usually hit you?"
"Every day... every night."
"Some of our leaders in charge of training have calluses on their hands from gunfire, but now they're probably growing on their buttocks!"
Lu Chongfeng took a closer look at Deputy Division Commander Zhu, whose expression changed slightly. "It's the same old saying. If one soldier is incompetent, the whole army will be incompetent. So my training reform requires all division and regiment leaders to take the lead in participating in daytime and nighttime training. Moreover, the participation rate of daytime and nighttime training must reach 100%. If the divisional leaders and the cadres of the headquarters are trained well, there is no reason why the soldiers cannot be trained well!"
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