Chapter 319: Why did the commander run back to the city so quickly?

The next day, very early in the morning, Han Suijing got up to help his wife change the honeycomb coal. When he turned around and went downstairs, he saw Commander Duan already got into the car.

"Commander! Are you going back to the city so early? Have breakfast first."

The man leaning lazily against the back seat looked haggard. He tilted his head and squinted at his subordinates who appeared beside the car.

My mind suddenly became clear.

He wiped the short stubble on his stern face and adjusted his sitting position. "Let's go back and eat. Call me if you need anything."

Without waiting for Han Suijing to say anything, Commander Duan shouted in a rough voice, "Li Junfeng! Why are you still standing there? Do you want the kitchen staff to keep you for breakfast?"

"Commander..." Li Junfeng had already sat in the driver's seat and was now tugging at his eyelids with his fingers.

Li Junfeng didn't take the commander's yelling seriously.

He slowly turned around and said with a wry smile, "Commander, I don't know what's going on. My eyelids have been twitching since last night. How about we stay here for a day and go back tomorrow?"

"Going back tomorrow? What? Are you still giving me feudal superstition?" Commander Duan looked at the lifeless face a second ago, and gradually became furious. His strong back left the back of the chair and pointed at Li Junfeng, "Can you still do your job? If not, get out of the car."

“Yes! Yes!”

After being reprimanded by the commander, Li Junfeng had no choice but to keep his head down and nodded quickly, "Yes! Commander, let's go now."

He hurriedly turned the car key with his right hand and lightly stepped on the accelerator with his foot. The military green car slowly drove out of the military gate in the morning light.

Han Suijing watched the commander's car drive out and disappear around the corner of the gate, shaking his head and smiling.

He walked to the high ridge in front of the division headquarters and glanced from afar at the crowded and bustling scene on the training ground.

Due to venue limitations, some of the athletes conducted strength and flexibility training in the morning, while others conducted ten-kilometer running training.

Before he even closed his eyes in the morning, the jogging warriors had already run out of the troop and went running deep into the mountains.

Back to the division headquarters, I did some work.

Han Suijing turned around and went back to the family compound. At this time, the military wives got up one after another and opened the door to come out.

The wives of soldiers living on the fifth floor all knew this outstanding soldier. When they saw Han Suijing Jianshuo suddenly passing by their door, they couldn't help but stand at the door and look out.

"Hey, why did you come home so soon?" Wang Ziru came out of the room, rubbing her eyes. Seeing the man coming home so soon, she asked curiously.

Han Suijing pushed the door open and entered the room, and saw his wife getting up and coming out. "If you are still not awake, go back to your room and sleep for a while. You teach me, and I will make breakfast."

There is one more mouth to feed at home now. Even if it is just a simple fried omelet, I have to stand by the stove for a long time to fry it.

"No need. Go downstairs and supervise the soldiers' training. If the commander instructs you to cook at home so early in the morning, he will scold me so hard that my head will be covered with a honeycomb." Wang Ziru was stunned, yawned, and said half-jokingly.

Han Suijing walked up to his wife, put his arms around her, and quickly glanced at the young man's room with his deep eyes. There was no movement in the room.

He suddenly lowered his head and whispered in Wang Ziru's ear, "I've been angry for so many years, but last night was the most irritating."

Wang Ziru's face flushed. After she came to her senses, she raised her hand and lightly punched the man's chest, "You always say weird things."

The young couple touched their foreheads lightly and chuckled at the same time.

"Bao'er and Fu Jiqiu both like to eat egg pancakes. Teach me how to make them. If I'm not busy in the future, I'll make breakfast for you in the morning." Han Suijing held his wife's face and kissed her, speaking very gently.

"No, let me do it. If you really want to make breakfast for us, wait until I feel unwell during those few days of the month, and then you can do it." Wang Ziru said with a red face, pushing the man away, "I'm going to relieve myself."

Han Suijing saw his wife out of the living room and stood at the door, thinking about his wife's words.

Maybe he didn't work hard enough, and the second child thing hasn't been put on the agenda yet...

Wang Ziru came back from the bathroom and washed her hands at the sink in the corridor. She walked into the room and saw that the door of the small room was open. Han Suijing was dressing the child in the room.

She walked to the door and said with a smile, "Let's change the taste today. We won't eat waffles. What do you want to eat?"

"But mom, I haven't eaten enough egg pancakes." Baoer sat on the bed and let his father put on his clothes and pants, feeling reluctant to eat the egg pancakes.

Fu Jiqiu also nodded, "Auntie, the egg pancakes are delicious. Eat them for a few more days."

"No matter how delicious something is, you can't eat it every day. You guys get up first and go with me to the village to grind some soybeans." Wang Ziru no longer wanted to eat egg pancakes. She wanted to drink some light soy milk and eat some fried dough sticks.

Han Suijing knew nothing about cooking, so he helped Baoer put on her clothes.

He turned around and helped Fu Jiqiu button up his shirt, then asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"I plan to fry some dough sticks for you to eat." Wang Ziru smiled, her almond-shaped eyes shining with excitement.

"Sure, sure, Mom, let's have fried dough sticks." The boy had eaten fried dough sticks in a small town in Xiong District. His clear eyes suddenly sparkled with a different light and he quickly agreed.

Fu Jiqiu's eyes widened, "I haven't eaten fried dough sticks for a long time."

"Hehe, that's why we should change the taste of breakfast so that you will be interested. When it's ready, Han Suijing, send some fried dough sticks to the commander and the others."

Han Suijing looked at his wife and said with a half-smile, "You are really considerate. However, the commander does not have the luxury of eating fried dough sticks, so he has just left for the city."

"Commander, why are you running so fast? Why are you in such a hurry to go back?" Wang Ziru's expression paused slightly.

Han Suijing smiled, took the two boys to the toilet, and came back and said, "Don't run around, go to the village with mom to grind beans later."

He looked at his wife, who was standing by the table kneading the dough with an enamel basin in her arms and scooping some flour.

Next to it, the soybeans have been soaked in cold water.

"It's okay, go ahead and do your work. I'll ask Baoer to call you when you're done."

"Yeah." Han Suijing nodded gently and politely, turned around and walked out of the house. In a blink of an eye, he had gone downstairs and walked out of the family compound.

Several military wives who lived on the fifth floor came to Han's door out of curiosity.

Seeing Wang Ziru kneading dough, a woman who was boiling cauliflower asked, "Comrade Ziru, what kind of noodles are you planning to make today?"

"I plan to knead the dough and fry dough sticks for the children later."

“Fried dough sticks…”

They have all eaten fried dough sticks, but they think it is better to have some dry rice for breakfast so that both adults and children can be full.

Several military wives stood outside Han's house, looked in for a moment, and then went back to their own homes to make breakfast.

Wang Ziru kneaded the dough, covered it with a layer of steamed rice gauze, took the soaked soybeans, and took her two children to the Yang family in the village to grind soybean milk.

Old Man Yang had a stone mill in his house, and he saw the mother and her two daughters coming into the village to grind beans.

He quickly told Old Lady Yang to wash the bucket clean and carry it to the mill to help feed the beans. He scooped the beans into the millstone with a spoon. Wang Ziru held the millstone's pushers with both hands and started to grind the mill.

Two little guys also came over to help turn the mill, laughing happily.

"Okay, you two haven't got enough strength yet. You're just making things worse. Let me do it." Wang Ziru was almost exhausted by the opposing forces of the two children.

Wang Ziru filtered the soy milk at Yang's house, left two bowls of raw soy milk for the two elderly people, and took a bowl of bean dregs back home.

When Old Man Yang saw his young wife coming into the village to grind the mill by herself, he considerately carried a small bucket of soy milk and sent the mother and her two daughters to the road.

When I returned to the unit carrying the bucket, I ran into Han Suijing standing in front of the division headquarters building, scolding the team leaders.

Song Jian saw from a distance his sister-in-law coming back from outside carrying a heavy wooden barrel and two kids by her side. Without a doubt, she was coming back from the village to cook vegetables.

Without waiting for Han Suijing's instructions, Song Yan quickly ran to Wang Ziru and said, "Sister-in-law! I'll take it back for you. Is this the soy milk you made?"

The foamy soy milk in the wooden barrel exudes a fresh aroma of beans.

"Yes, come to my house later to eat fried dough sticks and soy milk." Wang Ziru handed the wooden barrel in her hand to the young man and invited him generously.

Song Jian quickly glanced in the direction of the leader and lowered his voice: "I'm afraid the leader will scold me for being a greedy dog..."

"It's okay! I invited you."

Seeing this, the two children had already run to the front, but then came back and pulled Song Yan with them.

"Brother Song Yan, come to our house later to eat fried dough sticks. When we go to the village to work in the future, you can also go to help." Baoer said with a smile.

After returning home, Wang Ziru first cooked soy milk on the stove.

I turned and went into the small living room, picked up a pair of chopsticks, and started making fried dough sticks.

Baoer and Fu Jiqiu were very curious about how fried dough sticks were made.

Standing by, holding small chopsticks, they made two fried dough sticks according to the method Wang Ziru told them. They put them on the chopping board and waited for the pot to boil before frying them in the pan.

When Han Suijing returned home for breakfast, as soon as he entered the house, he saw two plates of golden fried dough sticks on the table.

Each person scooped a bowl of soy milk.

Wang Ziru also ordered a cucumber salad to go with the rice.

"Han Suijing, please bring two fried dough sticks to Song Yan." Wang Ziru saw the man sitting on the chair, eating fried dough sticks, and suddenly patted his arm and said.

"That depends on whether we have enough to eat." He smiled at Bao'er and Fu Jiqiu, "You two have your favorite breakfast today. Do you have to do your homework at home later?"

The excited expressions on the two little guys' faces froze instantly.

Knowing that they still have to do their homework at home, they would never complain about wanting to eat fried dough sticks and soy milk no matter what you say.

After breakfast, Wang Ziru took a few military wives to the village to work and help clean up the reclaimed wasteland. The two children stayed at home to do their homework.

"Oh, if I had known that we would have to do homework even though we were living in the military compound, I would have gone back to the city with the commander uncle."

In the small study, Baoer was leaning against the desk, holding a pencil in his soft little hands.

Said with some regret.

"Do you want to go back to the city, or don't want to do your homework?" Fu Jiqiu had already taken out all his homework notebooks and placed them on the desk. He acted like an older brother, intending to supervise Baoer in doing her homework.

"Both," Baoer held her little face with one hand, lost in fantasy, "Do you think Commander Uncle has returned to Kun City now?"

Fu Jiqiu's expression was cold, and he thought for a while, "It shouldn't be that fast. It's more than a hundred kilometers, and it will take at least half a day to walk."

Although he was just guessing, this is indeed the case.

After Li Junfeng drove out of the special forces, he did not stop for a breath on the road until the car went over the highest mountain around Kun City and he could see the whole picture of Kun City in the distance.

"Commander! Let's stop and rest for a while."

"Yeah." Commander Duan leaned lazily against the car window, with no emotion on his face, until the car pulled over to the side of the road below a big turn.

Glancing from the rearview mirror at Li Junfeng hurriedly crawling into the bushes nearby, Commander Duan guessed that the boy must be going to the toilet.

He ruffled his hair and was about to light a cigarette.

At this time, he heard a large Dongfeng truck coming from the other side of the mountain, and the noise of its wheels rolling over the road was very loud.

I don't know if it was because the driver was driving too rashly, but along the way, the stones on the road were crushed by the wheels and flew everywhere.

Their car was almost hit by a stone.

Commander Duan lowered his head, looked at the cigarette in his hand, and without intending to light it, he put it in his mouth.

The strong easterly wind coming down from above passed through a sharp bend and the brakes seemed to fail. It rushed down the bend towards the slope ahead like thunder.

Before Commander Duan could react, his car was hit with a loud bang and flew out.

Inertia caused the car to bounce off at a high speed toward the road diagonally below. After a few loud bangs, the car hit a left-turn rock in front of it, bounced off the hard rock, and fell heavily on the corner of the road.

There was a high cliff below the corner, and the car fell down the smooth slope.

Li Jianfeng hadn't even finished relieving himself when he heard a loud noise on the road below. He hurriedly pulled up his pants and rushed out of the jungle.

He only saw their car falling into the cliff below the road at high speed, and he hurriedly shouted: "Commander!!"

The driver of the Dongfeng car was already terrified and only stopped the car hard when it reached the corner.