What to do?
At this moment, Du Hongyi and others looked at Wang Chengping's office in a dilemma, and they were in a quandary.
"I say, what are you bastards hesitating about? Are you trying to keep something to yourself?" Just as Du Hongyi and the others were looking at each other for a solution, the window of the commander's office was pushed open, and Wang Chengping's loud voice rang out in the night sky.
Well, since the teacher had made it so clear, Du Hongyi and his companions did not dare to delay any longer and hurried to the office.
There was no need to knock on the door. As if Wang Chengping had calculated the time, the door was opened as soon as Du Hongyi and his companions arrived. Wang Chengping inside the room waved to them.
Du Hongyi and the other two walked into the house carrying willow baskets and lunch boxes with blank expressions on their faces.
When passing by Wang Chengping, Wang Chengping, who was wearing a thick cotton coat, suddenly twitched his nose.
The expressions on Du Hongyi and Zuo Gaopeng's faces became even more stiff.
The teacher should know that they drank.
"Xiao Du, Xiao Zuo, Xiao Yuan, come quickly and sit down." Political Commissar Zhang warmly invited Du Hongyi and others to sit over to the stove, while his eyes quickly glanced at the things they were holding in their hands.
The willow basket is very large and it looks like it holds a lot of weight.
"Division Commander, Political Commissar, these are the dumplings given to you by Comrade Wei Ling and his wife." Du Hongyi obediently brought the willow basket closer to Political Commissar Zhang and others and untied the gauze covering the basket.
A willow basket full of not-so-pretty-looking jelly dumplings.
"Raw?" Wang Chengping was still a little dissatisfied, but then he thought that if so many dumplings were to be fried one by one, it would consume a lot of oil, and he immediately understood the method of Wei Ling and his wife.
"Master, we can eat it after we cook it."
Du Hongyi helped Wei Ling to say something nice, "Master, don't be fooled by the appearance of the dumplings, they are delicious. They have three kinds of fillings: mushrooms, black fungus, and pickled cabbage."
"Luckily I prepared in advance."
Wang Chengping was very satisfied with Du Hongyi's explanation. After saying this, he glanced at Master Huang beside him.
Master Huang's sense of taste was impaired, not his nose and ears. Under Wang Chengping's watchful eyes, he picked up a large soup pot from his side and placed it on the stove, which was already burning brightly.
Then Du Hongyi and others watched Wang Chengping pour a pot of boiling water into the soup pot.
The soup pot will probably burn in a few minutes if the lid is on.
It looked like the commander was well prepared. Maybe he had been waiting for the dumplings they brought back.
"What are you holding in your arms?" Wang Chengping had sharp eyes and had already noticed the big lunch boxes in Zuo Gaopeng and Yuan Xiangyang's arms.
"These are the dishes that Wei Ling and the others asked us to bring. They are the same as what we are eating today." Zuo Gaopeng and Yuan Xiangyang immediately put the lunch boxes in their arms on the stove. They opened three large lunch boxes, which were filled with braised pork belly, mutton, and stewed pig's trotters.
The dishes in the three lunch boxes had become almost frozen on the way back to the city. When they were placed on the stove, the temperature of the stove immediately thawed the dishes and gave off an enticing aroma.
Looking at the three delicious rice and meat dishes, Wang Chengping and Political Commissar Zhang, who had already tasted Qin Qingman's cooking, pursed their lips subconsciously.
They want to eat.
"Political... Political Commissar." Du Hongyi wanted to take the opportunity to bring up the idea of getting married.
Besides the division commander, Master Huang is also in the office right now, so the political commissar will definitely not punish him.
"By the way, Xiao Yuan, hurry up and bring Hong Wei back. We are all waiting for him to spend the winter solstice." Political Commissar Zhang ignored Du Hongyi and directly instructed Yuan Xiangyang, who had been silent.
Yuan Xiangyang was able to go to Qin's house for dinner with Du Hongyi and others today, and Hong Wei was still helping to keep watch.
"Yes, Commissar."
Yuan Xiangyang immediately stood at attention and saluted Political Commissar Zhang and others, then quickly left the office.
Not only did he leave by himself, he also cleverly took Du Hongyi and Zuo Gaopeng away with him.
Zuo Gaopeng had no doubts or complaints about leaving. Only Du Hongyi didn't want to leave. It was Yuan Xiangyang and Zuo Gaopeng who pulled him out of the commander's office at the same time.
After leaving the division commander's office, Du Hongyi asked in confusion: "Why should we leave with them? And why did you stop me from speaking?" If he had not come out with these two people, he might have already put forward his demands to the political commissar.
Zuo Gaopeng rolled his eyes and didn't answer Du Hongyi.
Yuan Xiangyang said helplessly: "Do you want to be punished?"
"Introducing targets is a normal demand and we will not be punished. Even if the political commissar dislikes us for causing trouble for him, he can't punish us now." Du Hongyi considers himself a favorite general of the division and has a certain status.
"Let's drink." Zuo Gaopeng reminded Du Hongyi.
"And the commander has already smelled it." Yuan Xiangyang looked at Du Hongyi with even more helplessness.
When Lao Du is smart, he is really smart, but when he is stupid, he is really stupid.
Du Hongyi, who was looked at with caring eyes by his two comrades at the same time: ...My goodness, he really forgot that he drank today.
"Lao Zuo, Lao Yuan, I'm lucky to have you two good friends, otherwise I would have stepped into the devil's clutches again today." Du Hongyi looked at Zuo Gaopeng and Yuan Xiangyang with eyes full of gratitude.
"Okay, stop being so smug. You two should hurry back to the dormitory and rest early. You're hot from drinking wine, so the sooner you go to bed, the better."
Yuan Xiangyang waved goodbye to his two comrades.
He has to replace Hong Wei's position.
After watching Yuan Xiangyang leave, Du Hongyi and Zuo Gaopeng rubbed their cold hands and stomped their feet before walking towards the dormitory.
The weather here is really cold, and even after being here for several years they still haven't adapted to it.
"Old Du, didn't your parents find a marriage for you in your hometown?" Walking in the division headquarters where lights were occasionally on, Du Hongyi, who had been drinking, couldn't stop talking today.
"Why don't you look for it in your hometown?" Zuo Gaopeng asked Du Hongyi.
"My parents are farmers. They have been very cautious all their lives. I am the best off in the family. They were afraid that they might not have good taste and might find a bad wife, so they didn't dare to find one for me." Du Hongyi sighed after saying this.
"Really?" Zuo Gaopeng was a little unconvinced.
He didn't believe that Du Hongyi's parents were such people.
Du Hongyi stopped walking and looked at Zuo Gaopeng seriously, and Zuo Gaopeng also looked back at him seriously.
After looking at each other for a few seconds, Du Hongyi lowered his eyes and continued walking towards the dormitory.
Zuo Gaopeng did not ask any more questions, but answered Du Hongyi's previous question, "I have told you before that my parents' background is a bit problematic. Although it will not affect me, they dare not find a partner for me easily."
That's why he's still single.
If he hadn't lived a stable life here for the past few years and seen Wei Ling get married, he wouldn't even have planned to get married so early.
"I'm sorry, Lao Zuo."
Du Hongyi didn't expect to hear such an answer. He was stunned for several seconds before apologizing.
"Old Du, why are you apologizing to me? This is not a secret. Anyone who pays attention knows it." Zuo Gaopeng was not stingy as Du Hongyi thought. Instead, he laughed heartily.
He even patted Du Hongyi on the shoulder like a brother.
Seeing that Zuo Gaopeng had no reservations about him, Du Hongyi stopped hiding it and told him the real reason why he had not yet married. "My parents are not well-educated, but they are very stubborn. They stubbornly believe that I have such a good job and treatment now because my family has provided for me, and I should always repay my family."
This was the first time Zuo Gaopeng heard this and he was stunned.
Then I realized that although their division headquarters seemed glamorous, the actual situation of these people was not that glamorous.
"Do you think Old Yuan, who is not married at his age, has the same difficulties as us?" Zuo Gaopeng thought of Yuan Xiangyang from himself.
Yuan Xiangyang is only one year younger than him, so twenty-seven is not young anymore.
"I guess there must be a reason why Wei Ling didn't get married before, otherwise why would he come all the way here? You, me, and Lao Yuan, although the three of us came here for our own reasons, we were all assigned, but Lao Wei was the only one who took the initiative to request the transfer." Du Hongyi said in a soft voice.
"I know that Lao Wei has an average relationship with his family." Zuo Gaopeng pointed out.
"Alas, every family has its own problems." Du Hongyi smiled bitterly.
"Old Du, given your family's situation, are you worried that your sister-in-law will suffer if she follows you?" Zuo Gaopeng found it hard to imagine that Du Hongyi, who usually looked extremely cheerful, did not get married just because of his parents.
Du Hongyi shook his head. "Suffering is not the most important thing. The key is that I am worried that she will be wronged. I have many brothers. I am the fifth. The first four brothers are like fathers to me."
With a sigh, Zuo Gaopeng completely understood Du Hongyi's difficulties, "Then why do you want to get married now?"
"It's a different time now."
Du Hongyi suddenly beamed with joy. "Our division headquarters may be building a family quarters. If it is built, my wife can follow the army and stay with me, and I can take care of her."
He was talking about his daughter-in-law who was not yet in sight.
"Parents of soldiers can also accompany the troops." Zuo Gaopeng reminded Du Hongyi not to take his wishful thinking too lightly.
"My parents are reluctant to give up their land, and they are also reluctant to give up their children and grandchildren." Du Hongyi knows his parents relatively well.
"Old Du, you can't let your guard down. Didn't the Chairman say that we should be skeptical about everything? We should treat everything with the utmost caution to avoid bloodshed and sacrifice." Zuo Gaopeng already understood what kind of people Du Hongyi's parents were.
"You're right. We should be more cautious."
Du Hongyi touched his chin and made up his mind to be extremely cautious.
"By the way, Lao Du, I have to remind you of something." Zuo Gaopeng looked serious.
"What?" Du Hongyi was nervous.
"If you really want to get married, then hurry up and do what Wei Ling did. Get married as soon as you find someone you like, and then send the news back to your hometown. Otherwise, I'm worried that your parents will get wind of it, and they'll worry that you're no longer under control, so they'll find you a wife back home."
"Impossible, I'm a soldier, and military marriages must be approved by the organization."
Du Hongyi was frightened by Zuo Gaopeng's words.
"Some of our elders went to war outside, and when they came home they had married for three or four years, weren't there many? At that time, will you recognize this daughter-in-law recognized by your parents and the whole family or not? If you don't recognize her, people will definitely make trouble in the organization; if you recognize her, you can only treat your wife with respect for the rest of your life."
Zuo Gaopeng's family is not ordinary and he knows some things about the older generation.
Du Hongyi broke out in a sweat because of Zuo Gaopeng's words.
The slight drunkenness he had drunk at Qin's house was completely gone.
Du Hongyi and Zuo Gaopeng returned to the dormitory with heavy hearts. Hong Wei, who had exchanged jobs with Yuan Xiangyang, hurried to Wang Chengping's office.
He learned from Yuan Xiangyang that Wei Ling and his wife had brought them a lot of food.
This must be a big meal.
Hong Wei quickly pushed open the door of the commander's office. The fragrance in the room filled his face and head, causing him to sneeze violently and his stomach growled at the same time.
"Lao Hong, come quickly, we're waiting for you."
Wang Chengping and Political Commissar Zhang waved to Hong Wei at the same time, even using the same words.
Although the house was filled with the aroma of food, they were really waiting for Hong Wei. They just cooked a few dumplings while waiting, and did not touch the meat dishes that Wei Ling and his wife had someone bring to them.
"Old Hong, hurry up, come and warm me up."
Political Commissar Zhang gave up his own stool and moved another one to squeeze next to Master Huang.
Wang Chengping also placed his lunch box lid in front of Hong Wei, followed by a pair of chopsticks, "Old Hong, try it quickly, this dumpling is really delicious. There is not much meat filling, but it tastes better than pure meat."
It was rare for Wang Chengping to praise anyone, which showed how satisfied he was with Qin Qingman's cooking skills.
"It's really delicious." Hong Wei had tasted Qin Qingman's cooking yesterday and had great confidence in her cooking skills. As soon as he took a bite of the dumpling, his whole body warmed up instantly.
"Come here, Lao Hong, these are the dishes that Wei Ling and his wife brought for us. They haven't been touched yet. Try them."
When Wang Chengping saw that everyone had arrived, he immediately invited everyone to eat.
While picking up some food for himself, he also picked up some braised lamb for Chef Huang.
The mutton, with the skin, has long been stewed until it is soft, fragrant and chewy, and it is very satisfying with just one bite.
"Delicious!" The first person to praise was not Wang Chengping or Hong Wei, but Chef Huang, who tasted Qin Qingman's cooking for the first time.
"Old Huang, don't you have no sense of taste? How do you taste delicious food?"
Wang Chengping ate the pig's trotters while looking at Master Huang in surprise. For a second he even doubted whether Master Huang's sense of taste had improved.
Huang Xingye glared at Wang Chengping unhappily. "Just because I have lost my sense of taste doesn't mean I have lost my sense of smell. If I can't taste anything, can I also not smell it?"
If he really cooked such bad food, the soldiers in the division would definitely not tolerate him just for the sake of Wang Chengping and others. He could guarantee that the food he cooked would be within everyone's tolerance range.
Political Commissar Zhang and Hong Wei looked at Master Huang in shock.
It seems that you know that people are dissatisfied with the taste of the food you cook, but you still deliberately keep it the same for more than ten years.
Wang Chengping's face darkened, "Old Huang, did you do this on purpose?"
He has been eating Lao Huang's food for more than ten years and has been tortured by Lao Huang's cooking for more than ten years. It is a great fortune that his sense of taste has not been damaged. If Lao Huang did it on purpose, he will definitely settle the score with him.
Hong Wei began to pinch Master Huang's finger joints.
There was a snapping sound.
Political Commissar Zhang, who was supposed to stop the violence, not only did he not say anything to stop it, but he lowered his eyes and ate his dumplings slowly.
This attitude meant that he tacitly approved of Wang Chengping and Hong Wei's plan to deal with Master Huang.
Master Huang was shocked when he saw this, and explained with a sweat on his face: "I can't taste the food, but I can smell the aroma of the food. Otherwise, how can I distinguish between sauce and vinegar!"
Wang Chengping and others: ...That does make sense.
"Old Huang, um, sorry, come, have some pig's trotters. They're sticky and chewy, very delicious." Wang Chengping embarrassedly picked up some food for Master Huang. He still remembers how Old Huang lost his sense of taste.
The hand was blown off = the thunder flow piece passed through the jaw and was lost.
And in that incident, Lao Huang saved several of them.
"Master Huang, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so mean." Hong Wei apologized in shame as he looked at the ugly scar on Master Huang's cheek.
"It's okay, I don't even know how many of you there are."
Master Huang smiled disarmingly, stopping Political Commissar Zhang who was about to speak.
It was originally a small matter, and their relationship was not just a day or two, so he could still afford to make a joke, and he didn't mind at all that a few people invited him to eat a meal that he didn't cook.
Although he couldn't taste the food, but by smelling the aroma and looking at the expressions of Wang Chengping and the others while they were eating, he knew how delicious this specially delivered food was.
"To be honest, I am sorry for you."
Master Huang thought for a moment, put down his chopsticks, and looked at Wang Chengping and the others seriously.
"Old Huang, what are you talking about?" Wang Chengping glared at Master Huang in dissatisfaction.
Old Huang did not look away, but continued, "It was me who insisted on going to the cafeteria. I thought I could still fight with you. As a result, you have been eating food that definitely tasted wrong for so many years."
"Old Huang, don't let your imagination run wild. I'm telling you the truth. Although the food you cook is not very delicious, it is definitely not inedible. On the contrary, our division has a very high opinion of us because you are in charge of the cafeteria." Political Commissar Zhang's words were particularly pleasant to the ears.
"Mr. Zhang, don't comfort me. I've heard many people secretly say that the food I cook is bad." Chef Huang smiled bitterly.
"Nonsense, Lao Huang. You know my temper best. If the food you cook is so good that even dogs won't eat it, I will definitely turn your kitchen upside down." Wang Chengping was gnawing on a pig's trotter.
"Old Huang, the food you cook is absolutely delicious. It is precisely because of the food you cook that the old leaders in the military region believe that we have not forgotten our roots. Our division has retained the hard-working and persevering spirit of the Red Army. Every year, the supplies approved for our division are the fastest and most comprehensive."
Wang Chengping put down the pig's trotter and punched Master Huang hard on the shoulder.
It's a punch of recognition from a brother.
Master Huang's eyes instantly became moist, and he no longer mentioned the matter of abdicating in favor of Xian, because he knew that if he mentioned it, he would definitely be beaten today.
"Come, eat some food. Today is the winter solstice and we can't drink alcohol. Let's drink water instead of wine." Wang Chengping raised the enamel jar beside him.
With the sound of gentle collision, the winter solstice for Wang Chengping and his friends had just begun.
At the Qin family, when Qin Qingman woke up the next day, everything was back to normal.
Chu Chu and Wei Ling had not woken up yet, and the belly of the steel stove was still slightly red. She immediately knew that Wei Ling had added coal in the middle of the night. If he hadn't added coal, the temperature in the room would not have been so high, and the belly of the stove would not have been so red.
Surprised that Wei Ling had not woken up yet, Qin Qingman looked at Wei Ling's facial features carefully.
Wei Ling was very handsome, and this kind of handsomeness not only conformed to the aesthetics of that era, but also conformed to the aesthetics of later generations.
He was so handsome that her heart itched. Her heart would beat faster every time she looked at Wei Ling’s face up close.
Boom boom boom——
Qin Qingman glanced at Chuchu who was sleeping soundly not far away. She lowered her head and carefully approached Wei Ling's lips.
The lips were red and shiny after drinking.
She wants to kiss.
With this thought in mind, Qin Qingman moved closer to Wei Ling with a slightly blushing face, getting closer and closer, until their lips were just about to touch.
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