Chapter 28

Cheng Zheng and Li Nianhe talked for a while. The afternoon training was about to begin, so they ended the conversation and turned to He Hua and Jian Lu.

Cheng Zheng, who was striding towards the training ground, had just taken a few steps when he was stopped by Xu Lang. Chief of Staff Xu was in a good mood and ran forward in two or three steps to pat his good brother on the shoulder.

There is something good at home tonight. Xu Lang is eager to try it out, not forgetting his good brother. "Don't go to the cafeteria, come home. I have also invited Lao Liang's family and Comrade Jian Lu."

When talking about Comrade Jian Lu, Xu Lang raised his eyebrows and looked at Cheng Zheng with a look of enjoying the show.

"Okay." Cheng Zheng didn't bother to be polite with him. He nodded in agreement and ignored what he said afterwards.

Thinking of Jian Lu, he always felt indescribable and confused, especially after hearing what Li Nianhe said.

The Xu family was very lively tonight. There were the Xu family of three, plus Chief of Staff Xu's family of three and Jian Lu upstairs, and of course the lonely Comrade Cheng Zheng, a total of eight people.

In the kitchen, Cui Yuhe was cooking clam soup.

Today, Liang Haisheng was ordered by his wife Feng Xiuhui to go to the logistics department to buy a bucket of clams, dumplings and Henghengke clam soup.

A small bucket of clams, with hard fan-shaped shells and orange-yellow clam meat inside, soaked in water for most of the day to let the sand spit out, then put into boiling water and cooked with sun-dried radish. When taking it out of the pot, sprinkle some chopped green onions and a little salt, and it will be full of freshness.

Jian Lu smelled the rich aroma of clam soup in the kitchen and couldn't help but sigh at how fresh and fragrant the pure natural seafood was at this time.

"Dunzi, bring the clam soup to the table." Feng Xiuhui instructed her son to do something.

Cui Yuhe just took a sip of clam soup and was very satisfied with the delicious taste. She called Hengheng at the top of her voice, "Hengheng, check if the bowls and chopsticks are in place. Put the stools in place as well."

Dunzi and Hengheng, one almost six and the other almost seven, can already help with a lot of housework at home. This is still in the army, where life is good. If they were in the countryside, they would have to go to the fields to do some light work, like cutting pig grass or picking wheat ears.

Feng Xiuhui often sighed that her son was lucky because he could go to school and eat sweets and cakes from time to time.

"I know." Heng Heng thought carefully about the number of people for dinner tonight and came to the conclusion, "Mom, a total of 8 people."

"Then go check the dishes and chopsticks to see if there are enough."

Dunzi put the clam soup on the table, glanced at the table, and replied, "Not enough, one pair of chopsticks is missing."

Feng Xiuhui was busy with her hands, mixing wild vegetables, tasting them, they tasted spicy, not bad, then she replied, "I have a pair here, that's enough."

Jian Lu was busy with her two sisters-in-law, while she was eating clams. She loved it before she traveled through time, and now that she was on the island, wouldn’t she enjoy a good meal?

Steam more than ten clams with vermicelli. The clams are full of meat and the vermicelli tastes delicious, which is also very tempting.

......

Cheng Zheng went back to his dormitory, and when he arrived at Liang's house, the meal was almost ready.

"Yo, you brought something again?"

Liang Haisheng was in a good mood. Seeing Cheng Zheng "sensibly" bringing an oil-paper bag, he directed the two children to take it. "Dunzi, Hengheng, go and thank your Uncle Cheng."

"Thank you, Uncle Cheng!"

Dunzi and Hengheng were particularly polite when it came to food, and their voices of thank you were even louder. They broke a piece of peach cake into two halves and started eating with their little mouths.

"No more eating, it's time to eat." Feng Xiuhui saw the two little ones enjoying the peach cakes and hurriedly stopped them.

"Just this half piece!" Dunzi's little mouth was covered with a circle of crumbs as he ate with relish.

In the kitchen, Jian Lu heard the noise in the living room and knew that Cheng Zheng was here. She brought a plate of prepared clams and vermicelli to the kitchen door, ready to show her presence.

"Brother Cheng."

Cheng Zheng was being told stories by Dunzi and Hengheng. The two kids liked Uncle Cheng the most. After all, their father would scold them if they were disobedient, and if he got really angry, he would even pick up a feather whisk.

Uncle Cheng was different. Other uncles were all friendly, so both of them stuck to him.

Jian Lu's words caused the adult and two children to look sideways at the same time.

Originally, she wanted Cheng Zheng to help serve the dishes, but when faced with Dunzi and Hengheng's clear eyes, Jian Lu suddenly felt speechless.

"Um, who's free to help serve the food to the table?"

"I..." Hengheng was about to raise his hand, but was slapped down by Dunzi.

"Aunt Lulu, Uncle Cheng is going!" Dunzi blinked his big eyes wildly at Hengheng, his little face full of facial features, trying to make him understand something!

Hengheng nodded blankly, not knowing why he had not competed with Uncle Cheng. But it didn't matter, as he could just eat the peach cake.

Cheng Zheng, who was called by Dunzi, was quite casual. He stood up and walked towards Jian Lu.

"Excuse me, Brother Cheng." Jian Lu handed the plate over, with a dishcloth attached to the bottom, and reminded him kindly, "Be careful of the burns."

Cheng Zheng had just taken the plate of steamed clams and vermicelli, but he didn't feel it was hot. He was used to it, so why did he need a cloth to hold the plate? Just when he was about to remove the cloth, he suddenly heard Comrade Jian Lu's careful advice.

It could be heard that she was in a good mood. The last syllable of her voice rose slightly, and the few words she said seemed to be spoken in a thousand twists and turns. Cheng Zheng didn't dare to remove the dishcloth, so he kept it on his palm.

Tonight, the three families had dinner together, and the table was full of delicious dishes. The clam soup was delicious, the clams and vermicelli were tender, and the bacon we brought back last time was steamed directly into the pot, with only the aroma of meat.

After eating for a while, Chief of Staff Xu and Cui Yuhe looked at each other, and then they looked at the crowd and spoke.

"Actually, the reason I asked you to come to dinner today is mainly because I have something important to announce."

Political Commissar Liang put down his chopsticks and looked at Xu Lang. "Why? You are not secretly doing meritorious deeds behind our backs, are you?"

"What are you thinking about?" Xu Lang's smile was so big that it almost reached his ears. "I'm going to be a father again!"

Cui Yuhe stroked her belly with one hand, a happy smile on her face.

"Yo, congratulations!"

"How many months?"

"It's only been three months. I was worried about the instability at first, so I told you after three months."

"Then Hengheng will become a big brother."

"Come on, let's drink soup instead of wine. Let's have one."

The three men raised their wine glasses, Jian Lu, Feng Xiuhui and the two children took the bowls of clams, and the pregnant Cui Yuhe drank warm water.

Suddenly there was a big happy event and everyone was very happy. Xu Lang got drunk accidentally and Liang Haisheng was also about to collapse.

"They just had a day off tomorrow and didn't have to go to the army, so they drank as much as they wanted tonight." Feng Xiuhui couldn't get her man away, so she could only ask Cheng Zheng for help.

"There's a happy event today, everyone is happy, it would be good to drink a few more cups." Cheng Zheng is not a drunkard, he is restrained when drinking. In addition, he is well-known for his good alcohol tolerance, so his eyes are the clearest at this moment.

After putting the two drunk people to bed, Cheng Zheng was still pestered by the two little boys.

Jian Lu, Feng Xiuhui and Cui Yuhe went downstairs together to talk to the military families in the courtyard. Anyway, she was at the door, waiting for Cheng Zheng to leave before delivering the white shirt she had made to him.

......

In early summer, the sounds of insects and birds are incessant, the air is a little hot, and the summer evening breeze blows slowly, stirring up the scattered chatter of the family members and military dependents in the courtyard.

In the courtyard, Feng Xiuhui was sewing clothes, for her husband, her son, and herself. She especially sewed clothes for Dunzi, because children grow fast and can grow up in a few months. She was taking two clothes that Dunzi wore when he was three years old, dismantling them and making them longer, so that he could wear them for another three or four years.

"Xiuhui, you have such a deft hand, the dress is really well made." Liu Guiju, the wife of the head of the fourth regiment, was also threading the needle and sewing the soles of shoes.

Feng Xiuhui's skills in making clothes are well-known, and everyone knows it.

"This stool grows fast. If I don't tear it down and make a new one, he won't have anything to wear."

Making clothes is not difficult, but there are some tricks to making something decent in all aspects. For example, the stitches make a big difference.

Feng Xiuhui was very skillful in threading the needle, and Jian Lu was fascinated by her. It must be said that people in the 1970s really had a lot of skills!

How could she have made clothes? If she needed anything, couldn't she just go to a store or buy it online?

Cui Yuhe was sitting on a chair at this moment, looking at Feng Xiuhui sewing clothes from time to time, and giving Jian Lu a few pointers.

"Yuhe, you talk about making clothes in a very detailed way, but I heard from your Chief of Staff Xu that it is very hard for you to make a piece of clothing." Mrs. Huang joked with a smile while fiddling with the dried fish.

"So what? My clumsy hands don't prevent me from knowing a lot." Cui Yuhe leaned back in the bamboo chair with peace of mind. She seldom made clothes herself, simply because she didn't have the talent for it. Whenever her family needed clothes, she would go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy cloth and ask Feng Xiuhui to help make them. She would then give some sweet things to Feng Xiuhui as thank-you gifts.

"That's right, your hands are from fishing." Mrs. Huang glanced at Cui Yuhe. She looked handsome, but she had a lot of fishing nets in her hands.

"Sister Yuhe, do you often go fishing?" Jian Lu became curious and simply tried to do two things at the same time: learning how to make clothes and asking about interesting things.

“Of course not!” Cui Yuhe’s family has been making a living by fishing for generations. She can be said to be a typical example of living by the sea. She has lived by the sea all year round and is an excellent swimmer. She has participated in many large and small sea-hunting and fishing activities.

At this moment, there was Jian Lu waiting to listen to the story with starry eyes. Cui Yuhe raised her little face, her eyes flickered and her spirits were high, and she told Comrade Jian Lu about her glorious deeds.

When talking about her livelihood before getting married, Cui Yuhe spoke with great excitement, and everyone in the courtyard pricked up their ears.

"Comrade Jian Lu, who is it?"

Not long after, a clear voice rang out. Jian Lu, who was called, turned her head and looked towards the gate of the family compound. She saw a female soldier in an olive green military uniform. She had two short braids on her shoulders, her eyes and eyebrows were heroic, and her eyebrows were raised while she spoke, with a natural sense of pride.

Liu Guifen, who had been in the theater the longest, was the first to recognize this man. After all, she had seen him many times in the art troupe's performances over the years.

"It's Qian Jingjing from the dance team of the cultural troupe."

Cheng Hehua remembered the name as soon as she heard it, and whispered to Jian Lu, "I heard that she is the niece of the brigade commander's wife."

It was no secret that Qian Jingjing liked Cheng Zheng, because this lesbian did not hide it and approached Cheng Zheng many times, even when Cheng Zheng avoided her. Cheng Hehua remembered that Jian Lu said she liked Captain Cheng, and she couldn't help but feel nervous.

Is Qian Jingjing here to cause trouble for Jian Lu? !

She said that Captain Cheng was like a rose that was tied to one's hand. If you liked him, it would be troublesome! Either you would waste your youth or be approached by a "rival in love". She had to persuade him again, Comrade Jian Lu should look at someone else.

Sister Jian Lu looks so weak, how can she beat Qian Jingjing?

"Sister Jian Lu, her family is well-off, you can't afford to offend her, and she's like a peacock, don't bother with her!"

Jian Lu, who was initially quite excited when she saw the cannon fodder female supporting character Qian Jingjing in the original book, almost laughed out loud when she heard the phrase "like a peacock."

Comrade Cheng Hehua is really good at description!

It’s no wonder that Qian Jingjing really is like a proud peacock in the original book, holding her noble head high at all times and in all places.

——

Recalling the plot of the original book, Jian Lu remembered that Comrade Qian Jingjing came from a military family. Her father was the head of the Southwest Military Region, her mother was a military doctor, her cousin was the daughter-in-law of the Song Brigade, and she herself was selected by the Red Flag Art Troupe at an early age and became a dancer and art soldier.

This is definitely a great start.

However, this comrade Qian Jingjing is a typical love-brained cannon fodder in the original book. She first liked Cheng Zheng, but was always rejected. In addition, she was a person with strong limbs and a simple mind, and she was very soft-hearted. After being instigated by her malicious friends, she applied to be transferred to the 625th unit on the island and became a logistics officer. However, because the character of Cheng Zheng in the book was too rigidly defined by the author, she tried all kinds of methods but failed to win the handsome man.

After being delayed like this for several years, Comrade Qian Jingjing finally gave up hope. As a result, she met the male and female protagonists of the original book who came to the island to visit their relatives. This time, she fell in love with the male protagonist in the book again.

Will there be a good ending if you compete with the heroine?

Jian Lu remembered that Qian Jingjing, who was very talented in dancing in the original book, gave up her dancing career for love, and later went against the heroine in the book. In the end, she was left with nothing. When she met the evil friend who had instigated her to give up her dancing career to pursue love, she was ridiculed and had a miserable old age.

The author of the original book deliberately used this negative example to tell readers not to fall in love with the brain.

Thinking of the plot in the book and looking at the now high-spirited dancing female soldier Qian Jingjing, Jian Lu sighed in her heart, how silly, really silly.

"Comrade Jian Lu, are you free now? I have something to talk to you about." Under the guidance of the military wife, Qian Jingjing saw Jian Lu.

Jian Lu and Qian Jingjing were walking out of the family compound. Feng Xiuhui and Cui Yuhe were worried that she would suffer a loss and wanted to stop them, but Jian Lu didn't worry about anything and stopped them.

The beach is cozy and comfortable in the evening, with the waves rolling and dancing in the cool sea breeze.

The seagull flapped its wings, dotted the horizon, and flew straight into the sky, leaving a beautiful arc in the air.

Qian Jingjing has been feeling very upset ever since she heard from her cousin Qian Honglian that the group leader Cheng Zheng, whom she had admired for a long time, already had a boyfriend.

Especially after the last performance of the art troupe, the 625th Army and the Red Flag Art Troupe organized a social dance, but Cheng Zheng didn't show up at all, so she wanted to look for him but to no avail.

Qian Jingjing has lived a wealthy life since she was a child. She has always been a person who dares to love and hate, and is unwilling to compromise herself. She says what she likes and fights for what she wants.

Look, even though she knew Cheng Zheng was engaged, she still didn't give up. She wanted to see if it was true. Maybe Cheng Zheng was lying to avoid her.

She would not give up. She had submitted a transfer report three days ago. Qian Jingjing was going to the logistics department of the 625th unit to make it easier for her to pursue Comrade Cheng Zheng.

But when she looked carefully at Comrade Jian Lu in front of her, the flash of surprise in her eyes betrayed her emotions.

Maybe it's true, maybe it's not false!

Qian Jingjing had seen many good-looking and well-built female comrades in the art troupe, all of them were pretty, but none of them was prettier than Jian Lu.

Jian Lu's eyebrows and eyes are delicate, with a bit of beauty like mountains and water, an oval face, and peach blossom eyes that reveal a hint of alluring temptation. Despite this, she does not have the slightest sense of vulgarity, which only makes people admire and appreciate her.

She had prepared a lot to say, but the moment she saw the person, she suddenly found herself unable to speak.

"Comrade Qian Jingjing!"

She couldn't speak, so Jian Lu spoke.

The voice is like a lark, and it's quite pleasant to hear. Qian Jingjing pursed her red lips, puffed up her cheeks, and thought negatively.

Is this person trying to scold me? Isn't it because I came here today to humiliate myself? Qian Jingjing remembered what her good friend Dong Jing said when she was leaving the house, asking her to give her "rival in love" a warning. In the end, everyone knew about it and knew that this vixen had problems with her thinking and behavior.

"You danced so beautifully that day." However, when Jian Lu opened her mouth, her eyes widened.

Of course it’s good to dance by yourself!

No, is this the time to say that?

However, being watched by Jian Lu with starry eyes and praised by her, Qian Jingjing's cheeks bulged a little.

"Comrade Qian Jingjing, I've heard of your name for a long time." Jian Lu remembered that it was written in the original book that Qian Jingjing had a talent for dancing, but she had always been obsessed with love. She was a typical example of someone who was willing to give up her career to pursue love, otherwise she would not have made some achievements in dancing.

This unlucky child is such a worry.

Looking at Qian Jingjing, who was only 20 years old at that time, she was a little silly, but her nature was not bad. Jian Lu was determined to save this love-brained person.

"I've always heard people talking about you. They said there's a very pretty dancer in the Red Flag Military Region Art Troupe named Qian Jingjing who dances really well. Last time I saw her, it turns out she's really as good as her reputation says." She said very sincerely, "You must keep dancing. When you dance, you glow!"

Qian Jingjing: “…?”

"You...you..." Qian Jingjing had never been praised so much in her life. What was shining? Was it really so exaggerated? "Do you know that I like Captain Cheng?"

"I know." Jian Lu put Cheng Zheng aside. What does he have to do with her now? "Your dancing has nothing to do with him, but don't give up dancing because of him or anyone else."

Qian Jingjing was made uncomfortable by Jian Lu's attitude. She had never seen such a person before. Since she was a child, she had been surrounded by strict parents and dance teachers, friends who tried to please her, or comrades who loved to quarrel with her. But Jian Lu was like a flatterer.

"Flatterer" Jian Lu continued to output, saving a love brain is better than building a seven-story pagoda, "You were born for the stage, you should be the happiest when dancing, right? At that time, everyone's eyes were on you, it was amazing."

It is such a blessing to be able to pursue a career in this era! Jian Lu really wants to persuade her to cherish it.

For example, I have a very difficult time. I traveled from the 21st century and I can't put my skills into practice. I can't study and I'll be arrested if I try to do business. I can only stay in seclusion and sew clothes.

It’s so bitter!

"You... stop talking!" Qian Jingjing's face flushed red, and her eyes became more evasive the more she listened. "I know whether I'm good at dancing or not."

"Really?" Jian Lu looked at her, her eyes sparkling. "Just be aware of this, but don't let anyone persuade you to give up dancing and apply for a transfer to do something else. If you do, you won't even be able to get your lead dancer position."

The more Qian Jingjing listened, the more she felt something was not right. These words...she thought of her comrade Dong Jing from the dance team of the art troupe who had urged her to submit her application for transfer. She really wanted to be the lead dancer, right?

"You knew I filed a transfer report?"

Jian Lu nodded and fooled her, "I heard from other soldiers that they heard it from a member of your dance team."

This was not something Jian Lu made up. A few days after Qian Jingjing submitted the transfer report, Dong Jing deliberately publicized the matter. Soon, everyone in the Red Flag Military Region and the 625th Unit knew about it. Because of Qian Jingjing's foolish decision, the Qian family and the Song Brigade couple were very disappointed in her.

In short, this incident was the beginning of Qian Jingjing's path astray.

"Think about it. You have a bright future now. Your dance career is booming, and you are the lead dancer. Why are you being pushed to make room for someone else? You will be doing logistics work in the future. Wouldn't it be boring to sit in the office every day?"

Qian Jingjing had never thought about these things before. Jian Lu's words made her thoughts drift away. It seemed really scary.

"Your figure is perfect for dancing. It would be a waste if you didn't dance. You have to cherish it!"

Qian Jingjing pursed her lips, listening to Comrade Jian Lu's words one after another. She felt a little embarrassed to come here. She had followed Dong Jing's advice and came to her to show her power. How did things turn out like this?

It seems like we should reciprocate.

She looked at Jian Lu and stammered, "Comrade Jian Lu, you...you are also very beautiful."

——

Cheng Zheng was played "airplane" for a while by Liang's Dunzi and Hengheng. They hugged each other one after another and flew in the air. The two children were shouting excitedly.

Feng Xiuhui saw them when she went upstairs to get the enamel cup, and scolded the two children, "You just know how to pester your Uncle Cheng, right?"

"Mom, this is so fun!"

Cheng Zheng didn't care and said to Mrs. Feng, "They just like to play, it's okay."

After saying that, he suddenly remembered something and asked casually, "Sister-in-law, you guys seem to be quite lively downstairs?"

"Of course not." Feng Xiuhui poured hot water into the enamel cup and held the handle to go downstairs. "Everyone was talking when Lulu went out."

In fact, when Qian Jingjing just came, she wondered whether she should inform Cheng Zheng, but Jian Lu didn't allow it. Besides, calling Cheng Zheng would only make things complicated. When everyone saw a man and two women, how much love, hate and vengeance would they have to imagine?

"Where did you go?" Cheng Zheng blurted out.

"Qian Jingjing from the dance team came to see her, and Lulu said she was fine and followed her out. But then I thought, Qian Jingjing is a respectable person, so she wouldn't do anything."

Qian Jingjing? Cheng Zheng's impression of her is that she is naive and stubborn. She has a good family background and is very confident. She can do whatever she wants without considering the consequences.

Why did this person come to see Jian Lu? Did Song Lu tell her something, so she came to Jian Lu to cause trouble?

Cheng Zheng's mind was in turmoil and his thoughts were running wild.

Dunzi felt the "plane" stop, and Uncle Cheng put him on the ground, patted his sturdy head, and said, "You guys can play by yourselves, I'm going back."

Dunzi and Hengheng looked at Uncle Cheng who was leaving in a hurry, their eyes filled with reluctance.

Cheng Zheng strode downstairs and followed the direction mentioned by Feng Xiuhui and saw Jian Lu's back at the beach.

Jian Lu and Qian Jingjing were standing face to face. He could see Qian Jingjing's mouth opening and closing. She wasn't really trying to embarrass him, was she?

Qian Jingjing is outspoken and speaks without thinking. Because of this matter, Song Lu's wife asked Cheng Zheng to take more responsibility.

Thinking of this, Cheng Zheng quickened his pace and hurried over. When he was still two or three meters away from the two people, he heard the two people talking:

"You are born to dance. It would be a waste if you don't dance. You must cherish it!" - Jian Lu

"Comrade Jian Lu, you...you are also very beautiful." - Qian Jingjing

Cheng Zheng:?

There's something wrong with these two!

Just as he was wondering, Cheng Zheng heard Jian Lu speak again, "Anyway, you must remember what I said, don't waste the opportunity to make a career out of dancing. As for Cheng Zheng, think about it yourself, do you really like him, or do you feel embarrassed to be rejected by him and are obsessed with it? You don't have to give up your love of dancing for anyone."

Qian Jingjing was stunned by Jian Lu's words. For the first time, she started to think seriously: Is her love really that deep?

"Comrade Jian Lu, are you worried that you and I will compete for the position of Headmaster Cheng, and you want to persuade me to leave so that you can be with Headmaster Cheng?" Qian Jingjing felt uncomfortable, but she was still unforgiving. She thought that this Comrade Jian Lu was weird.

"Why should I do this? Brother Cheng is originally mine..."

Qian Jingjing: ??? Too crazy!

Cheng Zheng: ??? His old face turned red.

"...My fiancé, if he wants to cancel the engagement, can I still tie him down?" Jian Lu paused after taking a deep breath, and looked at Qian Jingjing with a smile, determined not to wake this man up completely.

Besides, Jian Lu has also felt something these days, so it's impossible to say that Cheng Zheng hasn't loosened up.

Otherwise, with his cold and direct attitude of rejecting people, how could he have stayed in the army for so long?

Cheng Zheng was standing not far behind Jian Lu, his eyes flickering. Hearing her firm words, especially the one "It was originally mine", he felt as if a soft feather was gently touching his heart, making it numb.

"I do understand why Captain Cheng is willing to get engaged to you. You are...really different." Qian Jingjing curled her lips, and suddenly felt powerless when looking at the female comrade in front of her. She was clearly here to find fault, but she was flattered by her and was at a loss. The key point was that this person had been talking to her very sincerely.

How terrible! This person is so terrible!

"I just thought you were complimenting me." Jian Lu smiled sweetly.

"I won't talk to you anymore. My mind is in a mess. I need to go back and think about it." Qian Jingjing couldn't fully accept the advice from the other side after hearing so much of it. She was about to leave when she suddenly noticed Cheng Zheng standing opposite her.

His face turned red, and he turned around and ran away!

Jian Lu watched in shock as the dancing female soldier disappeared so quickly. Besides being shocked by her good physique and fast running speed, she thought she had just seen a ghost, otherwise how could her eyes be so wide open?

Looking back, Jian Lu was shocked.

My goodness, this ghost is none other than Cheng Zheng!

Cheng Zheng watched Jian Lu's expression change instantly, from shock to calming down and smiling at him. He couldn't help but sigh, this person is really amazing.

Even worse than Song Lu, his expression changes faster than turning the pages of a book.

"Brother Cheng, when did you come?" Jian Lu remembered what she had just said to Qian Jingjing. Could he have heard it too?

"I didn't hear anything." Especially the part about him being her...engaged partner.

Jian Lu: “…”

It’s over. You must have heard it.

The wise and brave Captain Cheng also began to play tricks.

Fortunately, Jian Lu is strong-willed. In her previous life, as a social animal, she had learned the skill of changing the topic through her hard work.

"I just got here. I just had a casual chat with Comrade Qian Jingjing."

Cheng Zheng thought of Qian Jingjing's reaction just now, and couldn't help but think that Comrade Jian Lu was too amazing. How could he win over the spoiled Qian Jingjing?

"Brother Cheng...Brother Cheng...what are you thinking about? You didn't even hear me talking to you."

"Nothing." Cheng Zheng couldn't tell her that he was still thinking about her while standing in front of her. "What did you say just now?"

"Oh, I want to ask you, can you take me to the county town to buy things next time you are on vacation. There are a lot of things in the supply and marketing cooperatives on the island, but they are not as comprehensive as the department stores in the city. I want to go and have a look." Jian Lu knew that Cheng Zheng would have a day off in a few days, and it would be stupid if she didn't take advantage of it.

"Okay." Knowing that she was unfamiliar with the place, Cheng Zheng did not hesitate. He was just taking a comrade who was far away from home to buy things, so there was no problem.

"Okay, it's settled then. We'll go to the county town together then!"

Finally, she made an appointment with someone. Just when Jian Lu was about to say goodbye and leave, she suddenly remembered that she had something important to do!

It was already evening, and people were coming and going in the family compound, so delivering clothes wouldn't attract too much attention.

"Brother Cheng, I'm going to go back and get you something. Just wait here for me and don't move."

Before Cheng Zheng could say anything, he saw Comrade Jian Lu clenching her fists and trotting towards the family compound.

The petite figure gradually disappeared from sight.

It was more than ten minutes later when I saw her come back again.

Perhaps because she was anxious, Jian Lu's face turned red and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Don't worry, don't run like this."

Cheng Zheng has been training for many years, and his soldiers are also well-trained, but this is the first time he has seen someone run such a short distance and still be out of breath like this.

"It's okay." Jian Lu handed over the bag in her hand with a smile on her rosy face, "Brother Cheng, thank you for your help before and your care recently. I made you a piece of clothing as a thank you gift."

Jian Lu tried her best to make a white shirt, which was neat, simple and clean. Cheng Zheng would definitely look good in it.

Cheng Zheng looked at the corner of white clothes sticking out from the bundle, and was startled. It’s here, what is supposed to come has finally come.

"I don't make clothes very well, please don't mind. Look at my hands, they bleed from the needles while I'm making clothes, and my feet are tired from stepping on the sewing machine."

Even though it's just a drop of blood and it may seem exaggerated, how can I not embellish my contribution?

Jian Lu waved her white finger in front of Cheng Zheng to show him the needle hole that no longer existed.

Cheng Zheng didn't see anything clearly yet. He just felt a flash of white before his eyes. Listening to Jian Lu's mumbling words, he felt a warm feeling rising in his heart for some reason.

However, thinking of the clothes on Dunzi, he nodded heavily, "Thank you, Comrade Jian Lu."

After delivering the gift, the mission was accomplished. Jian Lu felt that Cheng Zheng would definitely appreciate her intentions. However, why did the way he carried the package back with both hands look a little stiff?

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After parting with Jian Lu, Cheng Zheng returned to the single dormitory and solemnly placed the bag wrapped with clothes on the table. When he opened it, he saw the pile of shirts lying quietly, a dazzling white color.

Thinking of Dunzi's colorful dress, Cheng Zheng paused when reaching for the dress. In the end, he did not unfold it to take a look. That look was really beyond his acceptance.

The slender hands fell on the shirt, and the soft and comfortable touch made people a little restless.

Opening the closet, Cheng Zheng looked at the white military uniforms and several casual clothes. He placed the shirt made by Comrade Jian Lu on top of the casual clothes, a total of three pieces of clothing stacked together.

After closing the cabinet door, Cheng Zheng was about to turn around but stopped, turned back to open the cabinet door, looked at the clothes inside and pondered for a moment. He moved two pieces of clothing and made a space, and put the clothes made by Jian Lu in. A shirt took up a space alone.

Snap

Close the cabinet door, turn over and go to sleep.

However, Cheng Zheng, who usually could fall asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, suffered from insomnia, which was rare for him. He tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

The moonlight is like water, gentle and tranquil, like mercury flowing on the ground, filling the room with contemplation.

Cheng Zheng put one hand behind his head, his eyes were empty, he didn't know where to look. Comrade Jian Lu's words kept echoing in his mind, "Brother Cheng was originally mine..." and "If he wants to cancel the engagement, can I still tie him down?"

All around was quiet, except for the restless heart, which was especially obvious at midnight.

The air of early summer was already filled with hotness. Cheng Zheng got out of bed, sat down at the brown wooden desk and casually opened a collection of quotations from great leaders, ready to cleanse his restless mind. However, as he flipped the book, the pages turned and he happened to turn to the page about buying a train ticket for Jian Lu.

Seeing the train ticket back to City C, Cheng Zheng's eyes darkened and his heart became even more agitated, as if its beating had accelerated a little, which was particularly deafening in the quiet night.

Snap

Cheng Zheng closed the book in annoyance, let out a breath, turned over on the bed, closed his eyes, and didn't want to think about it anymore.