She was thinking that if she let her niece marry Niu Jianming, she could have him support her for the next few years.
Luo Yunqing had no idea that Aunt Niu was guarding against her like a thief, and she had no idea that the two old women wanted to get Jin He and Niu Jianming together.
I haven't been here for a few days, and today the sixty servings of pickled mustard greens cakes were almost sold out.
Although the price is not low, their pancakes are big.
Two large pancakes for fifty cents, with tomato and egg soup, enough to fill a grown man.
Liu Dajiang's high fever kept coming back.
Early this morning, the medical team sent him to the division hospital.
By the time Lin Dachuan found out, Liu Dajiang had already entered the hospital.
After lunch, he immediately ran to the division hospital.
"Dajiang, what's wrong with you?"
"It's been cured for a few days, why is it getting worse?"
There are some things that even brothers cannot tell you because it is too embarrassing.
Liu Dajiang closed his eyes and said woodenly, "It's okay, it's okay, I might have just caught a cold."
Can catching a cold make you so sick?
Since his brother had something to hide, Lin Dachuan didn't ask any more questions. He put down the fruit and canned food and returned to the army.
"No?"
After returning to the army, Lin Dachuan went to report to the political commissar.
The political commissar frowned, looking puzzled.
Lin Dachuan actually had some idea about this, but he didn't dare ask Liu Dajiang.
Of course he wouldn't say anything his brother didn't want to say.
"No, he said it's been too long since he's been sick, so when he gets sick it's very serious."
The regiment commander and the political commissar were both worried that Liu Dachuan might have suffered some kind of blow.
Physical illness is not a big deal, as there are medicines to cure it. But if it is a mental illness, then it will be a big problem.
Liu Dachuan is a fierce general in the regiment, and the regiment commander and political commissar are very concerned about him.
But he said nothing, and Political Commissar Wu suddenly became so angry that his face turned dark: “This kid has a tight mouth.
"I'd be surprised if he's alright! If you don't want to talk about it, forget it. Just let him be sick!"
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