Mu Huaixi was thinking about Wang Xiaoshui until she washed up at night.
Ying Mingcheng thought she would be shy tonight, but he didn't expect her to get into bed directly after washing up, holding her face, wondering what she was thinking.
"What are you thinking about?" Ying Mingcheng climbed onto the bed from the other side and pulled the little curls on her temples.
Mu Huaixi suddenly turned around and looked at him, "When will you be promoted to battalion commander?"
"Hmm?" Ying Mingcheng was caught off guard and blinked at her. "What's wrong? Is the deputy battalion commander's salary not enough for you?"
Mu Huaixi pursed her lips and said nothing. She mainly wanted to see what else Wang Xiaoshui would say after learning that she had been "promoted".
Ying Mingcheng misunderstood. He took her shoulders and turned her towards him, looking her over carefully twice. "What's wrong? Did someone bully you when you went to Sister Yu's house just now?"
Mu Huaixi slapped his hand away with amusement, "What? You still don't allow me to be a power-hungry person! I just want to be the battalion commander's wife, is that not okay?"
"Okay, okay," Ying Mingcheng didn't expose her. Instead, he thought about it carefully and gave her an ambiguous answer, "Soon."
He didn't want to tell Xiaoxi in detail about what happened in the military camp, but things were really going to happen soon. Political Commissar Li had communicated with both military regions and had already made a formal report. There should be news after the new year.
Mu Huaixi was not really anxious, so he just let it go after hearing the words, but he was thinking about Song Zhengxin's waist and legs in his heart. If he could reduce Song's pain a little, Ying Mingcheng, the battalion commander, would feel more at ease.
Ying Mingcheng sighed in his heart. He recommended Huo Zhiwu to the group, but he didn't expect this guy to be so annoying and even called him specifically.
Ying Mingcheng felt annoyed when he thought of the arrogant look of that person who insisted on confirming that he was invited before agreeing to come!
Apart from Wang Xiaoshui's matter, Mu Huaixi didn't encounter any troubles. As the Spring Festival was approaching, the military district's supply agency had not yet opened, but a batch of benefits were distributed to everyone.
Their family received a box of apples and pears, five pounds of pork, a bundle of dried kelp, three pounds of stinky hairtail, five salted fish, ten heads of cabbage, a basket of radishes, two pounds of loose sugar, and one pound of mountain products such as mushrooms and black fungus.
The entire family compound was bustling with excitement because of this batch of welfare New Year goods. Everyone had a happy smile on their face, and even the choir practiced much louder than before.
Mu Huaixi was also very happy. When she went to give Sister Yu throat-soothing soup, Sister Yu grabbed her hand and "complained," "Oh, if I had known earlier, I would have asked Old Wei to take out ten pounds of pork. There wouldn't be no one volunteering to perform, and we would have to do nothing but a chorus!"
Sister Yu had some liver fire before, but after listening to Mu Huaixi's advice and taking a few doses of Xiaoyao Decoction, her health improved a lot, her relationship with her became better, and she was willing to tell her many things.
Mu Huaixi was willing to listen to some things happening in the family compound, but she would not tell anyone else. At most, she would say a few words of shock to Ying Mingcheng. However, everything Sister Yu said was "official history". Even if she knew about things happening in Captain Hao's family, she would not tell others.
"The chorus is also good and sounds very powerful," Mu Huaixi listened to them singing a section of "I Stand Guard for the Great Motherland". Regardless of whether the tune was correct or not, their voices were loud and clear, which was worthy of the benefits they had just received.
Just as she was about to say goodbye, she found Wang Xiaoshui standing in the second row. She couldn't help but feel a little confused. People like them who need to work during the day usually don't need to participate in the chorus, so why is Wang Xiaoshui here?
Sister Yu followed her gaze and saw, "Comrade Wang Xiaoshui is very active. He took the initiative to apply to join the chorus and even switched classes with other comrades just for the chorus!"
Mu Huaixi nodded, and her impression of Wang Xiaoshui deepened a little. She said goodbye to Sister Yu and took the two kilograms of pork and fifteen eggs that the health center had just distributed home. This was the welfare that Dr. Jiang applied for from the local government and the military region. Although it was not much, it made the entire health center happy.
It was almost noon when she came out to deliver the throat-soothing soup. After delivering the food, she planned to go to the cafeteria to eat, but she ran into Ying Mingcheng who was coming back with a lunch box. Seeing her about to leave with the lunch box, he smiled helplessly and said, "I already delivered it to the health center, but you weren't there."
"Didn't we agree not to send food?"
"I want to discuss something with you." Ying Mingcheng pushed her back into the door, put the lunch box in place, took the warm water she handed over and drank it all in one gulp.
Mu Huaixi was still a little dazed when she sat down. It seemed like the first time that the two of them sat face to face at the dining table to eat. It was less casual and more dull than sitting on the kang.
Ying Mingcheng was also a little uncomfortable. People say that beauty is best seen under the light, but he felt that Xiao Xi in a white coat had a unique and cold beauty, which made him feel itchy.
"Don't you have something to say?"
"Ah, that's right," Ying Mingcheng came back to his senses. "After the battalion commanders moved into the small building, they all invited us to stay and have a good time. Besides, those brats from the Fourth Battalion kept saying they wanted to meet you, so I thought of finding a chance for everyone to get together before the New Year. What do you think?"
"Sure, but do we have enough tables and chairs at home?" Mu Huaixi was a little embarrassed. "How about arranging it in the cafeteria?"
It is not quite appropriate to invite guests to the cafeteria, but there are only four chairs at home, and even if the kang is moved out, there are still not enough seats.
"We can just borrow the tables and chairs from the cafeteria," Ying Mingcheng said, clearly already having a plan. He pointed out the window, "If we don't want to put them at home, we can put them in the yard."
"Will this work?" Mu Huaixi looked at the frozen rammed earth outside the house and felt that it was not very reliable.
"It's okay, everyone does it this way. The cafeteria has large tables specially for banquets. Each table can seat fourteen or fifteen people. Two tables are enough. I'll find someone to help move them over and clean them when the time comes."
Seeing that this seemed to be a routine, Mu Huaixi nodded, "What about the food?"
She did a rough calculation and figured that there should be one table for men and one table for women, which would be about thirty people. She couldn't cook so much rice at home, and there wouldn't be enough vegetables.
"It's not a common practice. No family members have ever accompanied the troops before. It was the Second Battalion Commander who invited them first, and then everyone else followed suit."
"We can get our meals from the cafeteria. Just let us know in advance."
"Xiao Gao bought me a leg of lamb. Do you like it braised or stewed?"
Mu Huaixi didn't react at first. Why did he ask about her preferences? Did he want to cook for her himself?
"Why? Haven't you tasted my cooking?"
Ying Mingcheng chuckled, seemingly amused by her stunned look, "Didn't we agree before? I'll cook from now on."
His eyes unconsciously drifted to Xiaoxi's waist, and he sincerely wanted to make some delicious food to nourish Xiaoxi.
"Then tell me what you want to do, and I'll see if I can help you." Mu Huai is not a pretentious person. She doesn't care how others will react when they know that Ying Mingcheng cooks for her family, and she will not refuse Ying Mingcheng's concern. Life is spent by two people, so what does it matter who is the captain and who is the sailor?
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