Song Zhiting returned to Dongxian Island, finished his work, and thought about saying goodbye to Zheng Baozhu after dinner.
Explain why he didn't send her back in time.
When passing by Political Commissar Qiu's house, the fragrance coming from the house attracted Song Zhiting.
Political Commissar Qiu was about to start dinner when Song Zhiting came in and saw spicy squid shreds on the table. His eyes lit up.
"Political Commissar, I want to have dinner at your house today."
Political Commissar Qiu's son, Qiu Xiaoqiang, moved a bench for him.
Song Zhiting sat down, picked up the chopsticks, and picked up a large piece of squid shreds. It tasted the same as before.
Ding Peizhi filled a bowl of rice for Song Zhiting.
Song Zhiting asked, "Sister Ding, did you make the squid strips or buy them?"
Ding Peizhi said: "How can I make such delicious squid strips? Baozhu gave it to me."
Song Zhiting thought Zheng Baozhu also went to the market and bought spicy squid shreds.
I thought, she really knows how to enjoy herself.
Seeing Song Zhiting eating shredded squid in big mouthfuls, Ding Peizhi said, "Captain Song, if you like eating shredded squid, you can go home and eat it every day."
Song Zhiting thought Ding Peizhi was disgusted by him eating too much, so he stopped eating the squid and picked up the cabbage on the plate.
Political Commissar Qiu glared at his wife.
After the meal, Song Zhiting left. Ding Peizhi asked Political Commissar Qiu: "Why were you glaring at me just now? I didn't say anything wrong. The spicy squid strips were made by Baozhu. He can eat as much as he wants at home. He doesn't have to come to our house for a free meal."
Political Commissar Qiu was quite surprised: "I didn't expect this little girl to be such a good cook."
"Of course. Baozhu used the money to sell them at the market and paid back the 50 yuan she borrowed from us."
"Zhi Ting has already paid back the money."
"That's what I said, and she told me to hand the money over to Captain Song."
"Zheng Baozhu has been on the island for so many days, and Zhiting didn't see her, but she didn't make a fuss. She has a good personality. It's hard to find such a good daughter-in-law even with a lantern. I really don't know what Zhiting is thinking.
No, I have to call the chief and tell him about this situation."
…
Song Zhiting returned home and found no one at home.
I asked Ding Peizhi, and she said that he might have gone out.
After waiting at home for a while and seeing no one showing up, Song Zhiting went to the camp.
When he came back in the evening, he saw the light in the house and knocked on the door.
"who!"
"It's me."
"What's up?"
"There's been a lot going on in the army lately, so I can't ask for leave to send you back for now. You should stay here for the time being. I'm afraid it will affect your reputation if I don't come back. I hope you can understand."
"knew."
Seeing that Zheng Baozhu was unwilling to talk to him more, Song Zhiting took out 100 yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into the crack of the door.
"I will take care of all your expenses on the island. You can keep this money for your own use."
The money was stuffed back through the crack in the door: "No need, we are getting a divorce anyway, and it's not good to have financial disputes."
You didn't give me money when I needed it. Now that I can make money and have room to spare, Zheng Baozhu is no longer interested in this little money.
If Zheng Baozhu had not been worried about having to face the old man's anger alone, she would have taken a bus back home when she earned the money.
Seeing that Zheng Baozhu didn't even want money, Song Zhiting seemed to really want to divorce him.
The lights in the room were turned off and Song Zhiting left tactfully.
…
Early in the morning, Song Zhiting led the soldiers for a run and saw a familiar flowered cotton jacket.
It was Zheng Baozhu who was carrying a basket on her back and going to Zhaozhuang market.
Song Zhiting came in front of Zheng Baozhu and scared her.
"Little sister, have you prepared the seasoning?"
Zheng Baozhu said guiltily: "No, I was just about to go buy some raw materials."
Song Zhiting said happily, "So you are a fisherman from Dongxian Island. Then I don't have to go to Zhaozhuang Market to buy your squid strips. You can send them to the army gate after they are made. My name is Song Zhiting, and I am the battalion commander of the first battalion."
Zheng Baozhu nodded perfunctorily and boarded the ferry as if escaping.
After Song Zhiting ran away, Zheng Baozhu touched her pounding chest.
What a loser! I just lied to him and didn't sell him the squid strips. Is it necessary to be so afraid of him?
…
Zheng Baozhu, who was sitting on the ferry, was thinking about not selling the spicy squid shreds anymore after selling them today.
Because she discovered that space has a magical function.
A lot of seasonings were used to make spicy squid shreds during this period. When she went to the cabinet to get new seasonings, she found that the place where they were originally taken was filled with seasonings.
She went to check the medicine box again and found that the stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets she had taken out to eat were also a whole box.
And the water and electricity in the villa, which she had previously neglected, were still there.
The space has inexhaustible supplies, which means that you will never have to worry about food and clothing in your life.
She has already made some money these days, and from now on, she will just treat her time on the island as a trip.
By the way, I will wait for Song Zhiting to get leave, go back to Beijing with her, handle the divorce, and regain my freedom.
…
Song Zhiting waited in the army for three days, but the girl in the flowery cotton jacket never brought him the spicy squid shreds.
Thinking that the little girl was a resident of Dongxian Island, Song Zhiting went to the fishing village to look for her.
The fishermen on the island said that the fishing village did not have the fair-skinned girl described by Song Zhiting, who had a round face and big eyes, was about 1.6 meters tall and wore a flowered cotton jacket.
Fishermen fish all year round and are exposed to the sea breeze all day long, so their faces are very rough and it is impossible for them to be white. I asked him if he remembered it wrong.
He had indeed seen it on the island, and Song Zhiting felt that he was not mistaken.
One of the fishermen remembered: "There are no girls like this in the fishing village. However, there is a big customer who comes to the island to buy seafood, and he is right about what you said."
Song Zhiting asked: "What big client?"
"She comes every afternoon and buys a lot of seafood from the fishermen."
…
At this time, Zheng Baozhu was watching a movie while making fish balls and shrimp cakes in the villa with the door closed.
After finishing, Zheng Baozhu plans to make hot pot.
After thinking for a while, I decided it would be boring to eat alone, so I took the ingredients and dipping sauce and went to Ding Peizhi's house.
"Oh, what delicious food have you made again?" Ding Peizhi took the thing from Zheng Baozhu's hand.
Ever since Zheng Baozhu started making spicy shredded squid to sell, she often gave it to Ding Peizhi.
Zheng Baozhu said, "The weather is very cold. I made fish balls and shrimp cakes today. They are perfect for hot pot. Sister Ding, your family can provide the vegetables and we can eat together."
When Sister Ding's two sons, Qiu Xiaoqiang and Qiu Xiaozhuang, came home from school, they could smell the fragrance coming from their house from far away.
Political Commissar Qiu, who was coming home from get off work, also smelled it and called Song Zhiting, who was about to go home, "Zhiting, call your wife to come home for dinner."
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