It is said that the food cooked by the chef in the military canteen is many times more delicious than that in the canteen for military dependents.
Whenever Song Yiyi thinks about it now, she misses that bowl of corn and pork ribs soup.
Cai Mengjun opened the cloth bag in front of Song Yiyi and reminded her, "By the way, this bigger lunch box is for your brother Yue."
Song Yiyi pouted, "Mom, my brother is growing too."
Cai Mengjun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "The quantity is the same, but the bigger lunch box contains celery and pork, while your brother's is pork and scallions, and your brother Ayue doesn't eat scallions."
Song Yiyi took the cloth bag and said, "Okay, I understand."
She secretly complained in her heart that in this day and age, there are still people who are picky about food.
It was Song Yiyi's first time to visit the military region. After introducing herself to the guard at the gate, she stood there waiting.
She only looked up twice and then started playing with the stones on the ground.
There really isn't anything to see here.
The stone under her feet flew out, and Song Yiyi's eyes followed the parabolic path.
Then I saw the poor little stone, and it was stepped on by people all of a sudden.
Grind into the soil.
When she looked up again, she saw a familiar and disgusting face as expected.
Cen Bowen looked for Song Yiyi several times but never saw her.
I didn't expect to meet her here.
Cen Bowen strode closer to Song Yiyi, his voice full of surprise, "Yiyi, why are you here?"
Soon, he thought of a possibility.
The smile on Cen Bowen's face became even brighter.
He was so excited that he even forgot where he was and raised his hand to pull Song Yiyi's arm.
"Yiyi, I knew you wouldn't be that cruel."
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