As night fell, the military camp was filled with excitement, and many people were looking forward to the evening dinner and party. After all, it was not easy to get some meat.
It was too cold outside, so we had to move into the cafeteria. We built a dance stage in front so we could eat and watch the performances at the same time without delaying anything.
When Wu Yunting and the other arrived, everything was almost done.
The canteen chef waved his hand and said, "Serve the food, cook the dumplings."
Feng Moyan and Wu Yunting sat together, so he must have sat at the front table, with the chatterbox Jiang Yulong next to him.
"Sister, don't you know what Master Chen from the cafeteria has prepared today? He has used all his skills to cook. Just eat it, and don't say a word."
As she heard this, she had a handful of melon seeds and cauliflower in her hands: "Eat slowly, we'll have dinner later. We have your favorite sauerkraut stewed meat and sauerkraut dumplings."
Jiang Yulong curled his lips. How could this brother be any more? He was too clingy.
"Brother, I want to eat melon seeds and flowers too."
Wu Yunting simply handed over a bunch of shelled ones without blinking.
"I'll eat the ones you peeled. The ones with shells are not tasty. My hands are very delicate."
Wu Yunting glanced at him and said, "It's up to you to eat it or not. If you don't want to eat it, get out of here. It's good enough that you can eat it. You're so picky. You're really troublesome."
Jiang Yulong snorted and looked at the stage where preparations had already begun, but someone nearby was scratching his head anxiously.
"Why did this person faint at this time? Isn't this causing trouble for me? We have been preparing for several months just for today's performance. Several leaders are waiting downstairs."
The head of the art troupe walked onto the stage with an embarrassed look on his face: "We are still missing one person among the family members. Anyone who can sing or dance, please come up quickly.
Otherwise, there won’t be enough family members, and our show won’t be a complete success. ”
Feng Moyan lowered her head and was busy eating. She didn't notice that many people were looking at her. Someone in the crowd shouted, "Little sister-in-law, come here. Little sister-in-law, come here."
Feng Moyan didn't realize that someone was calling her at this time until she felt the gaze in front of her was too strong. She raised her head and saw thousands of eyes staring at her, which was quite scary.
She wasn't a big shot, so why was she staring at her? She smiled awkwardly, "What's the matter? What's the matter?"
"What are they looking at me for, is there something on my face?"
Wu Yunting saw her rare daze, with a puzzled look in her eyes, and chuckled: "It's nothing, they think you are pretty."
Wei Zheng and several other leaders were already numb. How come this soldier who was supposed to be the king of soldiers turned into a cat?
"Mo Yan, there is a small problem with the performance here. One of the family members is missing, so can you..."
Wu Yunting grabbed her wrist: "It's okay, you can refuse if you don't like it."
She looked around and was clearly in high spirits. "Can I perform anything? Any requirements? Ballet, classical dance, or piano. What do you need?"
Um, the people around here are very quiet. Even the head of the cultural troupe standing behind them was a little surprised: "Whatever performance you can perform, you can mainly liven up the place. After all, the purpose of New Year's Day is to have a lot of fun."
Feng Moyan nodded, clapped his hands, stood up and walked backstage.
Many people had never seen her and were talking about her.
"Isn't this little girl bragging? What about ballet? Wasn't classical dance used to train singers? How old is she? Can she dance well?"
"She is beautiful, standing there like a flower, pleasing to the eye. Can you compare with her?"
Seeing Qi Shuang speaking louder than words, the others fell silent.
Commander Niu has always been at odds with Wu Yunting and has often gossiped about him.
"Will Yun Ting's family agree to marry someone so young? I heard that Old Wu has very high standards for his grandson's wife, and I heard that this child is an orphan, so he won't be picky anymore."
These words sounded a bit harsh to everyone. Is this a human thing to say? It is true that she is an orphan, but she is also the child of a martyr. It is none of her business.
Wu Yunting's face changed slightly, the flowers in his hand were crushed into pieces, and then he smiled fakely.
"I'm sorry, my family is very happy. I received a package today. My father gave my partner 5,000 yuan as a gift and bought him several sets of clothes.
What I'm wearing today is this. My grandfather has already prepared a house for me, and I'm just about to get married when I'm old enough.
Originally, my girlfriend didn't want to be an educated youth. In order to provide income for the local people, she used her own money to find medicinal materials and technicians, and opened a factory in the village together with the villagers and the army.
What she developed were all beneficial to the people and the country. Even the leaders would treat her with courtesy when they saw her. In her eyes, I was just an ordinary man, just an ordinary soldier.
My grandfather is eager to marry me into the Feng family right now, so how could he be reluctant to not let her into the house? Your worry is really unnecessary. ”
"In Beijing, even if my partner doesn't have me, she will still marry into a high-class family. But since she is from a high-class family, how can I get involved in this?
You have low standards. Spend less time with women and read more newspapers. I guess you can stay in this position for a few more years.
Otherwise, if a 22-year-old young man like me climbs up in the blink of an eye, you'd better be crushed into pieces, and then it will not be a good sight. ”
People around were afraid to breathe. Jiang Yulong couldn't help but give his brother a thumbs up, saying, "You are so awesome! This is your leader. You are mocking him like this, aren't you afraid of having a stroke out of anger?"
Wei Zheng also felt something was wrong. This guy really didn't know how to talk. He knew that the Wu family was very satisfied with this granddaughter-in-law, and he didn't believe that Lao Niu didn't know about it. It was obvious that he was looking for trouble.
"Old Niu, don't drink too much today. Watch your words. The old leader is very satisfied with Mo Yan, otherwise he wouldn't call me personally and let Yun Ting accompany me these days. He's afraid that this granddaughter-in-law will run away."
Teacher Niu's face was so dark that it looked like ink could be squeezed out of it. He could neither sit nor stand. At this time, the music on the stage stopped and a voice rang out.
"Next, please invite Comrade Feng Moyan, the family member of our Brigade Commander Wu, to the stage. She is just a little girl, so please restrain your enthusiasm and don't scare her."
Everyone saw Feng Moyan wearing a beige sweater, a red skirt, and her hair was tied up in a high bun. After putting on makeup, her delicate little face looked particularly beautiful under the light, like a peach waiting to be picked.
There was an obsession in Wu Yunting's eyes, and he did not hide his love at all. He could feel his heart beating fast.
Many soldiers were yelling from the back. Wu Yunting was very annoyed, but he couldn't say anything. After all, this was a party, and if he didn't make any noise, what was the point of watching it?
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