Chapter 207 Look at your smug face
Upon hearing this, Huo Tingzhou slightly curled the corners of his lips, "My wife bought it. You know her taste; it's always excellent..."
"Damn it!"
Xiao Zhengjun couldn't stand listening to him talk for so long, and he kept mentioning his wife in every other sentence.
"I shouldn't have said that. Look at you, so smug, like everyone else has a wife."
It's just that my wife bought me a piece of clothing.
As for the tail wagging like a propeller?
He was even wearing the new underwear his wife made for him underneath. Did you see him showing it off?
"Commander Huo, Commander Xiao, Happy New Year to both of you!"
Just then, a few young soldiers came towards them and immediately raised their hands in salute upon seeing the two.
"You all have worked hard today too," Huo Tingzhou nodded in acknowledgment.
"Serving the people is no hardship!"
"Go on with your work," Xiao Zhengjun waved his hand.
"Yes, sir!"
Just as the group turned to walk toward the political office building, Huo Tingzhou suddenly called out to one of them.
What are you holding in your hand?
"Spring... Spring Festival couplets."
Huo Tingzhou knew, of course, that those were Spring Festival couplets; he had only just glanced at them.
He vaguely felt that the handwriting on the Spring Festival couplet was somewhat familiar.
"Did you get these Spring Festival couplets from the political department?"
"No, no, no," the young soldier waved his hand.
He didn't know exactly who wrote it, but he heard it from the propaganda officer.
This year, the Spring Festival couplets for several regiments in the eastern district were all written by a woman from the family compound.
"Okay, I understand. You can go ahead and get busy."
After the group had walked away, Xiao Zhengjun nudged his arm curiously, "What do you know?"
Huo Tingzhou clasped his hands together, a proud expression on his face, and said, "That couplet was written by my wife."
"Oh my, oh my~~ Here's what your wife wrote."
After saying that, Xiao Zhengjun deliberately looked his good brother up and down.
"I'm telling you, did you only have 'my wife' on your mind when you went out today?"
Huo Tingzhou didn't speak, but his eyes and even his expression conveyed a message.
"So what if she is? Who can blame me when my wife is so outstanding!"
"Damn it, you actually managed to pull it off." Xiao Zhengjun laughed and cursed again.
Joking aside, there's one thing he has to admit.
"You're lucky to have married such a wonderful wife as your brother's wife; your ancestors must have been blessed."
"You don't need to tell me that." Huo Tingzhou glanced at him.
He knew better than anyone how good his wife was.
She glanced at the time and said, "I'm leaving now, I can't talk to you anymore."
"Hey, where are you going? It's almost lunchtime," Xiao Zhengjun said.
Without batting an eye, Huo Tingzhou lied, "I left my things at home."
"Alright, alright, I know you too well. People feel like they've missed you terribly if they don't see you for a day."
"You're something else, you've been hiding something for half a day and now you've grown nails under your butt."
Huo Tingzhou was in a good mood today and didn't argue with him.
Whatever Lao Xiao says goes.
Anyway, he'll definitely have to go back to this house sometime.
"I'm leaving." Huo Tingzhou waved his hand without turning his head.
Before they had taken two steps, they saw Chief Quartermaster Shen carrying half a basin of plump, white dumplings as he walked out from a side path.
"Commander Huo, are you preparing to go home?"
"Okay, I'm going back to get something." Huo Tingzhou nodded.
"That's perfect. You can take this dumpling back with you, so I won't have to make another trip."
Huo Tingzhou was somewhat surprised, "What are these dumplings?"
The quartermaster then recounted what had happened that morning, saying, "Comrade Jiang is indeed a cultured man; his calligraphy is excellent, and his couplets are also very meaningful."
"Just now, when the division commander and political commissar went to inspect the canteen, they praised her."
After saying that, Quartermaster Shen placed the enamel basin into Huo Tingzhou's hands.
"I made these dumplings myself; they're filled with sauerkraut."
"Take it back and let your wife try it. I've already spoken to her about it."
Huo Tingzhou originally wanted to decline, but after hearing that he and his wife had already agreed, he shamelessly accepted it.
However, these dumplings are white and plump, clearly made with high-gluten flour.
Despite the good benefits in the military, they can only get gluten powder during holidays and festivals.
So Huo Tingzhou reached into his pocket.
After emptying the top, empty the bottom.
He gave his best friend an awkward final glance.
Married people are all poor, especially those who don't have any hidden savings.
Seeing his embarrassed state, Xiao Zhengjun sighed.
Why is he so unlucky? Every time he goes out with this person, his savings always disappear under various pretexts!
"Chief Quartermaster Shen, please take this."
"What are you doing? What are you doing!"
Upon seeing the money notes handed over by Huo Tingzhou, Chief Quartermaster Shen pushed them back.
“If I wanted money, I wouldn’t have come all this way today.”
After saying that, he left without looking back.
And so, amidst his good friend's envious and jealous gazes, Huo Tingzhou openly carried the dumplings home.
When I got home, Jiang Si was having lunch.
Seeing him return, she was a little surprised. "Why are you back? Didn't Qianbao say you were going to have lunch at work?"
With both his third uncle and Uncle Zhong present, Huo Tingzhou certainly couldn't tell them he missed her.
Fortunately, the reason is readily available.
He waved the dumplings in his hand. "I just ran into Quartermaster Shen. He made some sauerkraut dumplings."
"It's hot now, and dumplings won't keep for long, so we need to cook them as soon as possible."
"We need to cook them quickly, otherwise the dumpling wrappers will dry out."
Uncle Zhong remembered that his young mistress had wanted something sour, so he quickly took the dumplings from her.
Jiang Si thought that he hadn't eaten much that morning, so she asked, "Would you like some noodles? There's still some in the pot."
The New Year's Eve dinner, as the name suggests, is the main event in the evening.
So I simply made some noodles for lunch.
"I'll eat yours."
Huo Tingzhou brought over the noodles she hadn't finished, saying, "Save some room for dumplings later. The dumpling filling that Chief Steward Shen makes is absolutely amazing."
There weren't many noodles; they were finished in just a few bites.
The dumplings were ready in no time.
Each one is round and plump, like a gold ingot.
"Be careful, don't burn yourself," Huo Tingzhou reminded him.
Jiang Si nodded, and was instantly amazed after taking a bite.
I never expected sauerkraut dumplings to be so delicious.
Jiang Si ate ten in one go.
If it weren't for the fact that she had to eat New Year's Eve dinner that night, she felt she could eat another seven or eight.
Seeing that she was eating with great relish, Huo Tingzhou went to the canteen to return the enamel mug and basin, and even asked the quartermaster about the method of making sauerkraut.
Upon hearing that his wife loved pickled cabbage, Chief Steward Shen waved his hand dismissively.
That afternoon, he had his wife deliver a lot of pickled cabbage to Jiang Si.
Jiang Si didn't refuse; she simply slipped a red envelope to the other party's grandson.
It's not much money, just a token amount.
After seeing off Quartermaster Shen's wife, it was already quite late.
Hearing the firecrackers going off one after another in the family compound, the three generations of the family quickly got to work.
Jiang Si originally planned to have a simple New Year's Eve dinner.
After all, there are only four people in the family, and with the hot weather, we can't finish cooking too much.
To everyone's surprise, Uncle San and Uncle Zhong waved their hands in response.
"That won't do. The New Year should look like the New Year."
"Besides, this year is your first year after getting married."
"It's okay to cook more food; consider it as having abundance every year."
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