Chapter 183

Wedding Night

"Dad, take me with you. I'll keep watch for you guys." Nie Weimin jumped up hurriedly.

Before Nie Gong could say no, Yu Lianhai slapped Nie Weimin in the face and said, "When I was in the army, I was your age. Protecting the oil fields is everyone's responsibility. Let's go."

Nie Weimin was very happy. He turned around and kissed the sleeping Nie Weixing on the forehead. Then the little dog pretended to be a big dog and followed him.

It was snowing heavily near Base No. 1, and the wind blowing across the snowfield sounded like the howling of ghosts and wolves.

In order to avoid alerting any enemy, the workers parked their car on the side of the road and walked towards the oil well.

To be honest, compared to Leng Qi, working with old colleagues like Yu Lianhai and Gao Dayong makes people feel more comfortable and secure.

"Nie Gong, I think after this war is over, I will retire. Then I will transfer to our oil field and transfer my wife over as well," said Yu Lianhai.

On the way back, they asked some questions and heard that Nie Gong is now the third district chief of the mining area. Although he is not in charge of personnel, he still has a say in many decisions of the mining area.

Gao Dayong also said, "I am always worried about my woolen textile factory. There are more than 800 girls there. I am always worried that they will be bullied by those little hooligans. Nie Gong, I will probably have to go back to the woolen textile factory. You can talk to Secretary Chen and ask her to change my job, otherwise He Min will always bully me."

Nie Bozhao was so overwhelmed by the wind that he couldn't open his mouth. "That's not a big problem. I'll go up there and help you transfer the files."

After all, he is the district chief, so he does have this ability.

"Remember to try your best to get to the front line and make some achievements. I will then arrange a job for you in the district government. How can you continue to be a security captain?"

Nie Gong had just been talking to Gao Dayong when he saw several large trucks coming up the opposite road, loaded with oil drums.

There are far more people than they think.

What's even more outrageous is that many of them are holding guns.

They immediately fell down in the snow.

Compared to the previous smashing of kowtow machines and digging of pipelines, today's group patrol was more like a group patrol because the police were on holiday. Everyone was wearing the uniforms of the base workers, and many of them even had searchlights on their heads.

One of the men, wearing a pair of night-vision goggles with lights on his head, which even a laborer couldn't afford, was carefully teaching a group of oil thieves how to dismantle the machine and how to steal oil scientifically without damaging the belts.

What is this called? Scientific oil stealing and standardized operation.

"That fucking oil thief has received professional training, and he's so skilled at wearing night-light glasses. He must be someone from your oil system, right?" Gao Dayong crawled in the snow, drew his gun, and prepared to get up.

Nie Weimin grabbed him and said, "Uncle Gao, among these people is Su Xiangdong, the biggest oil thief in the autonomous region as Yu Bu said. What will you do if you go out now? Are you going to be a punching bag for others? Hurry up and explain. That is Su Xiangdong. I will draw him."

In the entire oil industry, Su Xiangdong's name is well known. But it turns out that he only stole oil in Daqing and Jingbian, and he must have recently moved to the autonomous region. However, after all, the oil thieves work at night, and no one has ever seen him during the day.

To this day, there is not even a single picture of him in the country's public security system.

"It's the one in the car, the one smoking. He looks like he deserves a beating." As Gao Dayong said this, Nie Weimin took out a pencil and paper and started drawing on the paper.

He was still wearing the binoculars. He held them up to look at the person smoking in the truck, then lowered his head to draw a few more strokes.

"Damn, is this a genetic talent, Gao Dayong? Nie Weimin can draw so well, but my son only says, 'kill, kill, kill' every day," said Yu Lianhai.

Gao Dayong said, "It's hereditary. My son goes to Panjiayuan every day to collect treasures. He can tell the origins of everything. That's what his grandfather taught him since he was young."

However, Nie Gong didn't think that the one in the car was the boss. In his mind, Su Xiangdong should not have such a temperament.

He took the binoculars and looked for a long time, then shook Nie Weimin and said, "That's the one, did you see him? The one wearing night vision goggles with lights and high-top leather shoes. Look, he has a suit under his work clothes. That's the gangster."

Nie Weimin couldn't see the man clearly, firstly because he was far away, and secondly because he was looking down. He was painting with a flashlight in his mouth, and suddenly he couldn't stop his saliva, and with a hiss, the light flashed, and the thieves suddenly shouted, "The police are here, retreat quickly, retreat quickly."

Nie Gong and Gao Dayong stood up and went straight to the man with glasses.

Nie Weimin just took a look and lay in the snow, still painting.

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Finally, after Leng Qi finished his wedding, he took all the children to his home. Liu Xiaohong stayed behind to collect and wash the dishes with Chen Lina.

After washing, she thought for a while, took out the peanuts, fried some peanuts, soaked them in vinegar, then took out the beef that she had brined during the day and cut it into a plate.

I mixed a preserved egg with green pepper and stir-fried it. I saw some peas in the kitchen cupboard, so I took them out and soaked them in boiling water. Then I drained the water and fried them in a pan. They cooked slowly, and while I was waiting for someone, I had prepared a table of dishes.

Liu Xiaohong had been washing dishes. She turned around and saw Chen Lina kneading dough, so she said, "Aunt, it's almost eleven o'clock, why are you still cooking?"

"It's okay, just do it to pass the time." Chen Lina said.

Liu Xiaohong washed a large pot of dishes and piled them into a basket one by one. These were bowls borrowed from every household, and Yu Donghai had to return them tomorrow.

After kneading the dough, applying oil and covering it with plastic cloth, Chen Lina continued to wait.

"Lina, my God, I've been looking for you for so long, and you're actually here?" Hu Su came in through the curtains and saw that she was still cooking, so she said, "Everyone should be sleeping now, who are you cooking for?"

Chen Lina didn't say anything to Gao Dayong and the other workers who had quietly gone to catch oil thieves, so she asked, "Why are you still awake? What do you want from me?"

"Secretary Deng Dongya called Lao Hu's house and said that the train tickets have been booked. He asked if you want a pair of leggings. He will bring one pair for each of us."

Unlike other places in the Republic where leggings became popular only in the late 1980s, fashionable people in Shanghai are now wearing leggings.

Chen Lina had experienced that era of rustic and Western styles in her previous life, so why would she be interested in wearing that?

"Just tell him to bring us more denim. I won't wear it even if he gives it to me as a gift."

Hu Su smelled the delicious noodles and said, "I came over just now. Old Hu came too. He had a meeting late in the evening and said he had eaten, but I think he was not full. Heat the pot and I'll make him a bowl of fried noodles."

Chen Lina's hands were dirty, so she said, "No need, I'll pull the noodles and you can take it over later. The noodles are fried with oil, it doesn't matter who makes it."

When Hu Su saw the pot, he was too lazy to grease his hands any more, so he put the ingredients into the bowl.

Hu Xuanang arrived late and saw a young man singing and dancing in the living room, and someone else was playing the harmonica.

A group of police officers were drinking beer, chatting and eating sunflower seeds. He was afraid that his presence would alarm too many people, so he did not go in. He asked his driver to call Yu Donghai out, congratulated him a few words, took out a Parker pen and gave it to Yu Donghai.

Yu Donghai felt honored to have the district chief come to visit even though it was the middle of the night, and he quickly called out Du Baozhen who was sitting in the house eating peanuts.

The two of them poured a glass of wine together and toasted District Chief Hu.

At this time, Hu Su came over with noodles. "Old Hu, let's have a bowl of the fried noodles before we go back, okay?"

District Chief Hu was actually quite gentle to Hu Su when no one was around, but when people were around, his words always made Hu Su feel a little uncomfortable.

"Can't you see we are chatting, Mianmianmian? All you do all day is call me to eat noodles. Go to the kitchen and wait first, okay?" The tone of voice stunned both Yu Donghai and Du Baozhen.

Hu Su said nothing, just took the noodles and left.

Yu Donghai felt very embarrassed, so he said, "No, District Chief, you and Sister Hu can sit in the room together, I will go to the kitchen to serve us food."

"We came here after dinner, and if my presence here doesn't affect your mood, we will leave immediately."

Erdan was singing very enthusiastically, and there was a child playing harmonica for him. District Chief Hu really wanted to sit down and listen.

But after all, they were restricted by their identities. The guys from the Public Security Bureau had finally had a good day, but as soon as he sat down, they would slip away like rats.

Yu Donghai and Du Baozhen didn't know whether they should send the gift to the leader or not, but District Chief Hu was determined not to ask them to send it, so they ran to the kitchen to find Hu Su.

Yu Donghai was quite shy, but he wanted to prove his own strength, so he said, "It's a rare holiday, and I don't know how long they will make trouble. Let's be quiet and go to bed."

Oh, shaking his hands, Yu Donghai was so excited.

As a result, Du Baozhen said, "Okay, you have to know that being strong is one thing, and being usable is another. I will observe it carefully for a while."

Yu Donghai was stunned for a moment, and finally understood why her ex-boyfriend broke up with her.

How does it feel to have a female urologist as your family member?

"Let's go, hurry up." Xiao Du pulled, and Yu Donghai ran after him.

In the kitchen, Chen Lina saw Hu Su's noodles coming back with a bad look on her face, so she asked, "District Chief Hu doesn't want to eat?"

"Not really. Mainly because I went there at the wrong time because he had subordinates in front of him. When his subordinates were around, he generally didn't like me to disturb him," said Hu Su.

Chen Lina found it ridiculous. "Hu Su, you are not an ignorant housewife. You are a graduate of the 77th Party School and a cadre in the mining area. Why would Hu Xuanang dislike you?"

"They didn't hate me, it was just that I went at the wrong time."

"You don't understand. This is disdain. For a husband and wife, who gives a woman her dignity? It's the man who gives it to her. If he disdains you and thinks you are not up to par, then no matter how educated you are or how high your position is, all the officials in the mine will look down on you because your husband didn't affirm you in the first place."

Hu Su thought about it and it seemed to be true. She was a graduate of a prestigious Beijing University of Technology. However, many cadres in the mining area showed obvious respect to Chen Lina, but not to her.

"Look at my husband, Nie. No matter how he behaves at home, he always refers to me as a family member when he talks about me outside. When he talks about me in front of his students, his tone is very cautious. Whenever a child comes to my house, he always reminds him how to say it.

Otherwise, I would make the teacher's wife angry. When the children see me, they dare not even breathe. This is called giving face. You, Hu Su, have given Hu Xuanang enough face. You pulled a bowl of noodles for him in the kitchen in the middle of the night, and he actually asked you to bring it back. Why don't you blame him?"

As Hu Su heard Chen Lina talking about cross-country, she said, "Why? Forget it. I won't talk to you anymore. I'm leaving now."

"How could it be so, Hu Su? Let me tell you, other people try to persuade people to reconcile, but I am different. I prefer to persuade people to leave. When you first came here, you were full of vigor and vitality. Now look at you. Your clothes have become more conservative, your voice has become softer, and your hair has been tied up. If you continue like this, you will turn yourself into an old lady. If you are a woman in the clothing business and you are like this, how can your clothing business be successful?"

"But Lao Hu doesn't like me to wear fancy clothes. He says that simplicity is more elegant."

"He is a dictator, Hitler, a tyrant, a warlord. If you can't be beautiful and confident, how can you design more beautiful clothes? I tell you, Hu Su, I have never studied design, so I can't draw a design draft.

But I will take a look. Your original design drafts have always amazed me. I asked you to come because I liked those design drafts.

But I will tell you the truth, I will sell the finished product you give me now to the old ladies in the pastoral area. They will complain that it is too unfashionable and ask you not to divorce. I think you should not open that clothing factory. "

"Aunt." Liu Xiaohong tugged at Chen Lina's sleeve and kept winking at her.

Chen Lina was confused. "What's wrong? Am I wrong? When you get married, you are looking for a husband, you are looking for a lover, not a father. Don't you feel uncomfortable if you are not rebuked, criticized, or scolded? You are so old, do you need a father to take care of you?"

Hu Xuanang had long known that Chen Lina had a sharp tongue, and he was scolded for it. He felt suffocated if he continued to listen, so he came in and said, "Xiao Hu, it's getting late, let's go home."

"Oh, my Mingcheng is playing the harmonica. I'll call him over and we can go back together. Do you mind?"

"You said the kid playing the harmonica is your son?" Hu Xuanang was stunned.

He saw a young man with long legs and tall stature standing next to Erdan, playing the harmonica. Because he was handsome, he looked at him several more times, but he didn't realize that he was actually his son in name.

He had been married to Hu Su for a year and lived in the same building, but he didn't even know what Hu Su's son looked like.

At this moment, a group of police officers discovered that the district chief had arrived, and they all came out in a rush.

Everyone came together to shake hands and greet each other. Many people advised the district chief to come in and sit down and have a drink with everyone.

District Chief Hu didn't dare to do that. Chen Lina was watching him from the kitchen door. She looked at him as if to say, "Do whatever you want. Sooner or later, I will make you and Hu Su divorce."

"Aunt, the district chief heard everything you said just now."

Chen Lina stood at the kitchen door and whispered to Liu Xiaohong, "You are older now, I won't hide anything from you. I tell you, most men are bastards. The reason why they don't express themselves is not because they don't know how to do it, but because they are too lazy to do it. If you say a few harsh words to provoke his sense of crisis, it will be like a dog biting a person. It is their nature to be considerate of women."

Liu Xiaohong was stunned. "What if they want to be hooligans?"

When Chen Lina heard this, she understood that Liu Xiaohong had met a little hooligan.

She didn't know that the little rascal was her own bad son Nie Weimin, so she whispered, "Is he from your school?"

"Yes, it is."

"If he's not handsome and you don't like him, just kick him in the crotch, grab his eyes and scratch his face, and report him to the police station. If you don't dislike him too much but don't want to have anything to do with him, report him to the teacher directly. If you really like him..." Chen Lina kept it a secret, "If you want to talk, just talk quietly and don't let anyone know. It's not a big deal."

I thought that if my aunt knew about it, she would definitely scold me, or like Chen Lili did, she would complain about me for not being self-disciplined.

I didn't expect my aunt to be so open-minded, and she actually thinks that premature love is not a big deal.

"All police and armed forces personnel, gather now and head to Uru." Gao Dayong was the first to come in, he fired his gun into the sky and said directly.

You said it's impossible not to make noise in the bridal chamber. At this moment, the guys from the Public Security Bureau actually discovered that the groom didn't want to entertain the guests, and was secretly trying to enter the bridal chamber with the bride.

This was outrageous. Yu Donghai had just opened the buckle of his belt and hadn't even started wearing it when he asked a group of guys to tie a banana to his pants.

Yu Donghai couldn't control his men, and Du Baozhen's shouting was useless. The two of them didn't know what to do, but when they heard gunshots, everyone was stunned.

Of course, at the emergency assembly, Yu Donghai ran out first. As soon as he lined up, he found that all the leaders were frowning and looking at him.

"What's the matter? Is the situation more urgent? What's the matter? Why are you laughing at me?"

"Dong Hai, take off the oranges and bananas around your waist. Who made you like this?" Yu Lianhai said.

Yu Donghai looked down and saw that the bananas and oranges were still hanging on his crotch.

However, since the mining area police have been dispatched, the guests no longer have to go out.

Therefore, Gao Dayong, Nie Gong, Yu Lianhai and a few others who had gone out to scout the location in advance came back covered in snow.

When he entered the room, he saw the table was full of dishes. Gao Dayong picked up the wine and saw that it was a bottle of Red Star Two-pot. He turned around and looked at Chen Lina and smiled, "Secretary Chen, don't tell me that you prepared this."

"I prepared it. I often see you hiding a small bottle of wine weighing 250 grams in your sleeves, and taking a sip from time to time." Chen Lina said, slapping the wine cup on the table. "Do you remember that at Mulan Farm, Day Huali set fire to the cotton and you fired a warning shot, saying that you were drunk because of drinking soda. You thought you could fool me, but at that time, you had wine on you and you were drunk."

The workers had scouted the location in advance, memorized the license plates, and drawn the portraits of the criminals, so they didn't have to go on any more missions at this time.

Sitting at the table, he saw Chen Lina bringing over some oily noodles. He asked, "Are you cooking again?"

"I figured it would be daybreak by the time you guys got back, so I made some food for you guys and you can have breakfast with me."

With a table full of wine and food, the fire wall is warm, and the wind and snow are raging outside, it is a great time to sit around the fire and chat all night long until dawn.

"Is there really a Su Xiangdong?" Chen Lina asked curiously, "Has he been caught?"

Nie Gong shook his head. "They were holding guns, and they retreated as soon as they found us. However, Wei Min drew a few portraits, and I am inclined to think that this person is Su Xiangdong. So, do you know him?"

As he spoke, Nie Gong handed over a piece of white paper and showed it to Chen Lina.

With just a few strokes, a man wearing work clothes and glasses was drawn in the snow. The glasses covered most of his face, and the only parts that could be drawn were his lips and chin.

He was not as handsome as Nie Gong, who had sharp features and was stylish and very handsome. This man had a rounder jaw and sharp lips, but his smile was very elegant.

"That's him, that kind of temperament," said Chen Lina.

Nie Bozhao then asked, "Do you know how he made his fortune? What did he do originally? Now in the autonomous region, besides stealing oil at night, he should have a legitimate job during the day."

Su Xiangdong should just be his alias. He should have a proper job to cover up his identity as a gas thief.

Chen Lina said, "I met him more than ten years later. After Leng Qi's death, all the mineral resources in the border area should be in his hands. What do you think he is doing now? I really don't know."

Nie Gong frowned. "Su Xiangdong, I remember him."

Over there, Nie Weimin limped into the kitchen.

Chen Lina hadn't come yet, so there was only Liu Xiaohong in the kitchen. "You're not hurt, are you? What happened to your leg?"

Nie Weimin gritted his teeth, waved his hands, and blurted out the word "It hurts."

"Tell me where you are hurt." Liu Xiaohong said.

Nie Weimin sat on the pile of firewood. His two big eyes, as deep and bright as his father's, slowly approached Liu Xiaohong and pointed at his mouth. "Kiss me and I'll tell you."

As luck would have it, Chen Lina just happened to be holding the bowl of noodles that Gao Dayong had just finished eating, and she walked in after lifting the curtain.

In front of the firewood pile, Nie Weimin was pointing at his mouth.

The young guy doesn't even have a beard, and he's lying on the firewood pile like a dog. This is like being a hooligan.

Chen Lina almost fainted from anger, but it turned out that the little gangster in Liu Xiaohong's mouth was her son.