As soon as Chief Song entered the main room, he saw a chubby little boy sitting on a wooden bench next to the table.

He stared at An An for a while and said, "This child has gained a lot of weight recently. I almost didn't recognize him. It seems that Comrade Xiao Yang has taken good care of him."

Hearing Chief Song praising Yang Niannian, Lu Shishen also showed a barely perceptible smile on his face, and said to An An, "Call me Grandpa Song."

"Hello, Grandpa Song." An An glanced at Chief Song, then quickly lowered her head, her little hands tangled together nervously.

Seeing him like this, Chief Song asked thoughtfully, "Are you afraid of me?"

"No, I'm not afraid."

An An shook her head, but her expression was completely different from what she said.

Seeing that Chief Song was still staring at him, in order to prove that he was not afraid, he whispered, "Grandpa Song is upright and a great general who defends the country. I, I should not be afraid. I should respect and love you."

Chief Song laughed out loud at An An's words. He felt that a child could not say such words.

He looked at Lu Shishen and asked, "Did you teach him?"

Lu Shishen shook his head, but there was an understanding look on his face, and he obviously knew who taught An An.

"My aunt told me." An An looked very proud when she mentioned Yang Niannian.

Chief Song smiled even more happily, "Comrade Xiao Yang is very good, you and your son are blessed."

Lu Shishen said calmly, "Please sit down first. I'll go serve the dumplings."

Chief Song waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, ask Comrade Xiao Yang to come over for dinner."

The dumplings had just been cooked and Yang Niannian was serving rice. When she saw Lu Shishen coming in, she asked in confusion, "Isn't it a bad idea to leave Chief Song alone in the main room?"

Lu Shishen's eyes fell on Yang Niannian's red face. After hesitating for a moment, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat off her forehead.

"The chief is not an outsider, so don't be too polite."

Yang Niannian felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey. This seemingly small but detailed action was the most touching.

She smiled and said, "Take the dumplings in the bowl first."

Lu Shishen didn’t know why Yang Niannian suddenly became so happy, but seeing her happy, his mood also improved.

He nodded and said, "Okay." Then he carried two large bowls of dumplings into the main room.

After Yang Niannian took out all the dumplings from the pot, she carried them into the main room.

"Comrade Xiao Yang, stop busying yourself and sit down to eat." Chief Song invited Yang Niannian to sit down.

Yang Niannian sat next to Lu Shishen and said with a smile, "Try the dumplings I made. There are still a lot in the kitchen. If they are not enough, I will cook more."

Upon hearing this, Chief Song picked up a dumpling, put it in his mouth and chewed it for two bites. The smile on his face froze immediately. He looked at the dumplings in the bowl in disbelief, and his eyelids gradually turned red.

Yang Niannian was dumbfounded and looked at Lu Shishen helplessly. The dumplings she made were so unpalatable that Chief Song cried?

Lu Shishen shook his head to comfort her, telling her not to be afraid, as it was not her problem.

Chief Song was indeed a man who had seen many storms. His expression quickly returned to normal and he asked with a smile, "Are these dumplings stuffed with celery?"

Yang Niannian nodded, "You don't like celery filling? I'll change to leek filling next time."

Commander Song shook his head and said, "I like to eat it, but I haven't eaten it for many years. I almost forgot the taste."

He seemed lost in memories, missing an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time. He picked up the chopsticks, picked up another dumpling and put it into his mouth.

Yang Niannian noticed that his hand holding the chopsticks was shaking a little.

Is he thinking of his wife or his parents?

"Commander, we can't have a meal without wine. We old couple have brought some wine." Political Commissar Zhang's voice rang out in the yard.

Several people looked in the direction of the voice and saw Political Commissar Zhang walking over with Ding Lanying, holding a bottle of wine.

Lu Shishen and Chief Song looked at each other, then stood up and invited Political Commissar Zhang and Ding Lanying to take a seat.

The couple were really rude and sat down shamelessly.

The table was not big to begin with, and it was barely big enough for three adults and one child. Now with two more adults added, it became extremely crowded.

Lu Shishen picked up some food for An An and asked him to eat on a small stool nearby.

Yang Niannian went back to the kitchen and got two more sets of bowls and chopsticks, and served them two small bowls of dumplings.

Seeing that Yang Niannian didn't bring the wine cup and just sat down, Political Commissar Zhang said critically, "Captain Lu, this is wrong. I brought the wine, but you didn't even prepare a wine cup?"

"I don't usually drink, and I don't have a wine cup at home." Lu Shishen said indifferently.

"The commander and I are both here, and the wine has been brought. It would be inappropriate not to drink some, right?" Political Commissar Zhang deliberately asked in a difficult tone.

"I'll go home and get a wine cup." Ding Lanying stood up and said.

Chief Song waved his hand, motioning Ding Lanying to sit down, "I'm not drinking now either. If you want to drink, you can drink slowly at your home later. Today, let's just sit together and have a home-cooked meal."

Chief Song spoke, and Ding Lanying could only sit down awkwardly.

When the two heard that Lu Shishen and his wife didn't buy any wine, they wanted to embarrass them, but they didn't expect that Chief Song didn't drink anymore.

Is he really not going to drink anymore, or is he protecting Lu Shishen?

Glancing at the sumptuous dishes on the table, Ding Lanying sneered inwardly, Yang Niannian was really good at flattering, this meal must have cost at least one-tenth of Old Lu Shishen's allowance, right?

"Comrade Xiao Yang's dumplings are delicious, you should try them." Commander Song said to Political Commissar Zhang and his wife.

Political Commissar Zhang picked up a dumpling with chopsticks and commented before he even ate it, "This dumpling is too small. Not even one bite is enough."

Ding Lanying ate one directly, with a look on her face that looked unpalatable, and said pickily, "There's not enough soy sauce and salt, so the taste is a little bland."

Lu Shishen frowned and was about to speak, but Yang Niannian asked attentively, "Director Ding, how do you think my spicy chicken and braised pork are?"

Lu Shishen saw that Yang Niannian's smile was bright and sunny, but there was a cunning look in her eyes. He guessed that she was probably up to some evil idea again, so he didn't say anything.

Ding Lanying raised her chin and took a bite of chicken and braised pork. "The chicken is too spicy and it's easy to get angry. The braised pork is a bit too greasy and it's easy to make you nauseous."

Yang Niannian smiled with a successful plot and nodded seriously, "Director Ding, thank you for your guidance. Since you don't like chicken and braised pork, you can eat more cold cucumber salad. It's light and not greasy."

Only then did Ding Lanying realize that she had fallen into a trap. This Yang Niannian was really cunning.

Seeing his wife frustrated, Political Commissar Zhang said, "Young people should learn more from their elders. Lanying works in a hospital and knows what to eat to be healthy."

Chief Song glanced at him with an unhappy expression, "Comrade Xiao Yang has been working hard in the kitchen for an entire afternoon, and you two are just sitting down to eat the ready-made food, so stop being picky."

Hearing what Chief Song said, Political Commissar Zhang and Ding Lanying felt a little embarrassed, their faces flushed and they said nothing.