Chapter 332 The Lard in the Liberation Shoes and Instructor Lei's Chicken (2/2)



"Hahaha, I can't take it anymore, I'm dying of laughter! This is even more exciting than listening to a stand-up comedy routine!"

Wang Xiaoya laughed so hard she was shaking, clinging to Chen Xiaocao's arm, breathless: "Xiaocao, did you hear that...hidden in his shoe...haha...why didn't he hide it in his crotch...?"

Chen Xiaocao was shy and blushed deeply as she was teased. She wanted to laugh but dared not laugh out loud, so she could only cover her mouth and shrug her shoulders.

Even the usually composed Jiang Yan couldn't help but smile wryly at this moment.

Zhao Tiezhu seemed oblivious to the laughter around him; his eyes were bloodshot, and he continued shouting:

"He's still not satisfied! After stealing lard, he went to Fatty Ma in the mess hall and used the allowance I lent him to exchange for ten eggs! They're in cahoots, engaging in speculation and profiteering! Instructor, this is a serious crime in the army!"

He emphasized the words "speculation and profiteering," which in those days was a serious label that could be taken very seriously!

"He's incredibly stingy! He traded for ten eggs, secretly boiled and ate nine of them himself, and kept burping from eating them, so he only gave me one!"

After hearing these words, Wang Dazhuang's face was beyond just liver color; it was as if a dye shop had been opened, turning green and white in turns. He was both ashamed and angry, wishing he could immediately go up and tear Zhao Tiezhu's lousy mouth apart!

"You're talking nonsense!" He finally lost his temper and pointed at Zhao Tiezhu, cursing, "Zhao Tiezhu, you ingrate! You ate my eggs, and now you're turning around and biting me? Do you have any conscience at all! Have you forgotten that last week when you were rolling around in bed with a toothache in the middle of the night, who risked being locked up to steal painkillers for you from the sanitation team? And now you're biting me?"

After saying that, he abruptly turned to Qin Ye, eager to shift the blame onto someone else in order to protect himself:

“Report, Instructor! He’s talking nonsense! I didn’t! It’s him! It’s Li Erniu! Li Erniu secretly saves up the ‘Great Production’ cigarettes he gets every month, doesn’t smoke them, and then asks someone to take them to the pigeon market outside to sell for money! He also gambles! He lost all of last month’s fifteen yuan allowance in less than half a day.”

Now it was Li Erniu's turn to be dumbfounded.

He was initially enjoying watching Wang Dazhuang make a fool of himself, plotting how to shift all the blame onto Wang Dazhuang, but he never expected the fire to spread so quickly to him.

His eyes widened in anger, the veins on his neck bulged, and he roared at Wang Dazhuang:

"Wang Dazhuang, you son of a bitch! You betrayed me? Have you even cleaned up your own mess? Selling cigarettes is my business, I didn't steal anything from the army! But you stealing lard is stealing public property!"

He panicked and completely disregarded any sense of brotherhood. He decided to go all in, pointing at Wang Dazhuang and Zhao Tiezhu, and shouted at Qin Ye:

"Report, Instructor! Those two are in cahoots! They're colluding! Wang Dazhuang is in charge of stealing, and Zhao Tiezhu, that fast guy, is in charge of keeping watch! They not only steal lard, they... they also stole Instructor Lei's chickens!"

Upon hearing this, the thunderous laughter that filled the hall suddenly and eerily froze.

Time seemed to have been paused at that moment.

All eyes, including those of the soldiers who were laughing so hard they were practically falling over, suddenly turned to Lei Kuan, the man standing next to Qin Ye, whose face was dark from head to toe, like an iron tower.

Lei Kuan was still reeling from Qin Ye's unpredictable methods, pondering how to report to Vice Minister Zheng later. Suddenly hearing his own name and a strangely familiar word—"chicken"—he instinctively asked, before his mind could process it, "What chicken?"

Li Erniu, with a defiant attitude, shouted, "It's the one you lost from the chicken coop in the backyard the week before last! The one you kept telling everyone you wanted to fatten up so it would lay eggs to nourish your sister-in-law! They stole it!"

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