Yu Fugui coughed lightly to indicate that he had heard everything.
The little warrior met Yu Fugui's chilly gaze and retracted his head to continue kneading the dough.
Gu Qingqing smiled and said to the little warrior: "Thank you, brother~"
It was okay for her to eat more pumpkin and potato dumplings, but she wanted to make some pork dumplings for Chu Dai.
He was so thin and injured. When Brother Zhao was removing the bullet heads that day, basins of bloody gauze were being carried out. She almost fainted when she saw it.
He has lost so much blood, he really needs to replenish his body!
Yu Fugui took a fancy to the basket of spinach in Gu Qinglie's hand. He rubbed his hands and said shyly, "Qinglie, dear, uncle wants to use these vegetables of yours to make some spinach and egg dumplings for the comrades. Do you think it's okay?"
The soldiers in the Corps had not eaten vegetables for more than half a year. The vegetables shipped from the south were too expensive and exceeded the food budget. They could only eat wilted vegetables a few times a year.
This time they won a battle but suffered many casualties, so Yu Fugui thought of adding some vegetable flavor to their mouths.
Even if it tastes like green leafy vegetables, it would be fine.
It's so embarrassing to say this. The young lady has been busy for so long and finally picked some vegetables, but he still has his eyes on them.
Gu Qinglie glanced at his sister, and when she nodded, he handed the basket over to her. "Old Yu, you can do it. My sister doesn't work alone in the vegetable garden. She is so small, how can she build a shed, plant bamboo bows, and pile fertilizer? It was all done by her comrades. Besides, you treat that vegetable garden as a treasure, watering and fertilizing it more often than you see your wife and children. It's just a basket of vegetables, right? Take it."
Gu Qingqing also nodded with a smile: "Uncle Yu, please tell me in private what color the spinach and egg dumplings are."
Yu Fugui laughed loudly, washed and chopped the spinach in the basket, "Guess it, girl. We'll just rely on luck."
Gu Qingqing pouted, "Then I'll ask Aunt Yu to help me boil the big ribs."
"Hey," Yu Fugui knew what she was thinking, "Is this for Captain Chu? Go buy some ribs and I'll put a handful of greens in it for you. Do you think it's ok?"
"Okay." Gu Qingqing was shameless: "Can I have two more eggs?"
"You look like an egg to me!" Yu Fugui waved his hand, "Hurry up and buy some. We have pork dumplings and spinach and egg dumplings tonight. What eggs? Chu Dai is not a pig. He can't eat so much."
"My brother wants to eat too." Gu Qingqing replied with a smile: "Uncle, wait a minute. I'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative now."
Uncle Yu's cooking skills are much better than Aunt Yu's. They both have chef certificates. Even her third uncle, who works in a state-owned hotel, has a chef certificate.
Nationally certified craftsmen are different. The food they cook is always delicious.
Although they ate pumpkin and potatoes every day in the army, Uncle Yu and the soldiers in the kitchen racked their brains to make the dishes more interesting. Baked pumpkin and steamed potatoes, paired with Uncle Yu’s homemade red chili oil, were so delicious.
Seeing her dragging Gu Qinglie out in a hurry, Yu Fugui shouted from behind: "You don't want your brother's arm anymore? Pull it gently!"
Gu Qingqing switched sides and held Gu Qinglie's left hand: "I know, I know."
She went back to the military compound first and took out her blue coarse cloth bag. The two jars of candied green plums were still untouched. She placed them on the table and said, "My mother and grandmother brought me five jars. I gave two to Aunt Yu and one to Sister Anian. There are still two jars left. What do you think we should do, brother?"
Gu Qinglie sneered: "Give one can to Chu Dai, right? Okay, I'll send it to him in the evening as after-dinner fruit."
"Who wants to eat sour green plums as fruit?" Gu Qingqing snorted and took out a stack of national currency notes from the small pocket that her mother had sewed for her.
Even though she brought the food coupons and meat coupons from Yancheng, they were useless, so Shi Rushuang didn't give them to her daughter.
"I just like to eat." Gu Qinglie leaned against the table, stretching his long legs. "These tickets are all sent back by Gousheng and I. You are really worthy of being the darling of our Gu family. I am leaving them all for you."
Gu Qingqing glanced at him, took out two pounds of meat coupons and five yuan, and carefully put away the rest: "How do you know it was sent by you? Maybe it was sent by my eldest brother."
"Smell it." Gu Qinglie said with a smile, "The tickets issued by the Corps all smell like sand, and the ones from Gousheng smell like salty seawater."
Gu Qingqing really did what she was told. She lowered her head and smelled it. She began to doubt her life: "Why does it smell like stinky feet?"
"Don't look at me like that. It must have been sent by Gousheng."
Gu Qingqing put away the small cloth bag and said, "Who cares who sent it? Let's go buy some big bones~"
Gu Qinglie followed behind his sister, with an uncontrollable smile on his lips.
This guy cares about Chu Dai more than his own brother. I hope his brother can wake up soon and not let the little girl down.
Around four o'clock in the afternoon, the brother and sister brought back two pounds of large bones. Gu Qingqing had hidden a candy ticket in her pocket at some point, wanting to buy White Rabbit milk candy for Chu Dai.
After asking, I found out that the supply and marketing cooperative here does not sell White Rabbit milk candy.
She was a little frustrated.
Gu Qinglie comforted her: "If you want to eat, just ask Lao Chu for it. He has plenty."
Gu Qingqing was puzzled: "Where did he get the candy?"
"I didn't ask. Maybe someone brought it to him. Usually, it's Lao Yu who buys cigarettes for him."
"Others smoke and drink, but he only smokes and drinks candy, but it costs more than alcohol." Gu Qinglie kept talking: "Qingqing, I'm telling you, don't control him when it comes to candy in the future."
"Otherwise he would make you faint from time to time, which would be scary enough."
Gu Qingqing blinked and muttered softly, "It's none of my business."
"Silly girl." Gu Qinglie shook his head and smiled. Chu Dai wouldn't let Bai Rong feed him, and he wouldn't say a word when you fed him. Bai Rong and he grew up together. You are just the sister of a comrade-in-arms. If he doesn't like you, would you just accept it?
However, he was too lazy to say these few words. The two of them had to think about it carefully. Chu Dai didn't know whether he didn't understand or was really cautious and couldn't say it out loud.
Anyway, these are matters that the parties involved have to understand themselves, and others should not interfere.
When they arrived at the cafeteria, they saw steaming hot dumplings one pot after another. Gu Qingqing was pleasantly surprised to find minced meat rolls, which were coated with a layer of fragrant sauce. This seemed to be a common sauce in Yu Fugui's hometown. Her aunt also knew how to make it. There were sweet and spicy flavors.
She really loves to eat!
Today's flower rolls are not mixed with other flours, they are all made of pure white flour. "Uncle Yu." Gu Qingqing lay on the table, tilted her head, and watched Yu Fugui make dumplings: "Today you are very tough, with pork dumplings and white flour flower rolls, I thought it was Chinese New Year!"
"The leaders of the corps have taken out all their allowances and tickets for this month, hoping that the soldiers returning from the frontline can have a good meal." Yu Fugui made dumplings of various kinds, and Gu Qingqing was dazzled.
"Why don't you try it too?" he asked.
"Forget it." Gu Qingqing sighed, "I'm afraid it will turn into lumps and waste such good white flour."
"You can eat the dough balls, too. Throw them into the bone soup and they'll be delicious." Yu Fugui said patiently, "Girl, didn't you fall in love with Captain Chu? You have to learn how to cook in the future, right? If you want to capture a man's heart, you have to capture his stomach first. Let him get used to your taste. If he can't have a meal, he'll miss you. Do you understand?"
Gu Qinglie was washing the bones, without even raising his head: "Old Yu, don't persuade her. With her cooking skills, Old Chu might get sick from eating it again."
The more he said this, the more excited Gu Qingqing became. She rolled up her sleeves and said, "Uncle, I don't want to make dumplings anymore. Please teach me how to stew the big bones. Make sure they are very fragrant and only for Chu Dai to eat. No one else can have a bite!"
Yu Fugui was happy: "Okay, we won't give it to your brother."
He raised his hand and called a young soldier from the kitchen team: "First, wrap these dumplings and put them in the pot to cook. Add more soup so that the soldiers can drink more. I will go and teach you sisters how to stew bones."
"Yes, old squad leader."
Gu Qingqing stood in front of a large iron pot. The charcoal fire in the pot was burning brightly and the water in the pot was boiling. She picked up a few pieces of chopped ginger and glanced sideways at Yu Fugui.
Yu Fugui was wearing a blue coarse cloth bib around his waist and standing aside with his arms folded across his chest.
Receiving her pleading look, he nodded slightly.
The blood has been drained off just now, now just add spices and stew it.
After putting the big bone in and covering the pot, Gu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief. She raised her chin and said, "That's all."
Seeing her showing off, Gu Qinglie shook his head and continued to help the kitchen staff.
He was afraid that he would not be able to eat it later and ruin the whole pot of soup. But after removing the bones, he should be able to stew them again, right?
The soup was simmered until six o'clock, an hour and a half. When the lid of the pot was opened, a fragrance rose to the top of the head, almost making everyone in the kitchen team dizzy with the aroma.
Gu Qingqing was not greedy. She took out an aluminum lunch box and packed two portions. She said to Yu Fugui, "Leave the rest for the injured brothers. I'll put some dumplings and steamed buns in it."
Gu Qinglie was too lazy to correct her habit of calling everyone in the Corps "brother". During the time she had been there, the comrades in the Corps were more like Gu Qingqing's brothers than he was. When they went out for field training, they would pick up some wild fruits on the roadside and bring them back for her.
"Go ahead." Yu Fugui waved his hand and stuffed a steamed bun into her mouth. "Don't forget to eat yourself. When you first came to the Corps, your face was round and happy. Now you are dark and skinny like a wild monkey in the mountains."
The minced meat rolls wrapped in soy sauce in Gu Qingqing's mouth suddenly lost their fragrance. Her eyes widened and she stared at Yu Fugui blankly: "Uncle."
"What?"
"Does our regiment have a mirror?"
She doesn't even know what she looks like now.
The sun in the border town is very scorching, and you will peel off a layer of skin after being exposed to it for a long time.
Gu Qinglie teased her: "Just a little darker than your brother, I am. Think about it yourself."
Gu Qingqing let out a wow and swallowed the steamed bun in her mouth in disbelief. She held the remaining half of the steamed bun in her left hand and used a large ladle in her right hand to scoop dumplings into the aluminum lunch box.
"Why doesn't Chu Dai get tanned after sun exposure?"
"He has naturally fair skin," Yu Fugui chuckled, taking out the big bones from the pot and preparing to boil two more pots so that all the soldiers could have a sip. "At most, he will get a red tan, but after a while, he will turn white again."
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