A bad soldier is just one bad soldier; a bad general makes a bad army.
Song Qinghe felt that there was some truth to this. If all the soldiers under Lu Zhaolin were like this, he must be the same way. There was no way he could escape.
Through this period of time together, I've already seen a lot.
Lu Zhaolin is the typical example of someone who takes advantage of kindness; if you give him a little credit, he'll dare to run his own business here.
And yet they insist on pretending nothing's wrong, huh.
Lu Zhaolin was petty to begin with and intended to say a few sarcastic things to his comrade, but he didn't expect to be rebuffed as soon as he opened his mouth.
Not only that, but his wife also dumped a huge pile of excrement on his head.
Lu Zhaolin wanted to say something more, but they had already started eating!
He could only swallow back the words he hadn't said, pondering in his mind what he should do to salvage his image in his wife's eyes.
This is very important!
Song Qinghe was clearly teasing him on purpose. As long as he's a good person, it doesn't matter if he has any minor flaws.
She didn't care much, nor did she think there was any need to care.
The food was neatly arranged on the table, and a rich aroma filled the courtyard.
Zhao Jianjun and the others were already very hungry, their stomachs rumbling loudly.
Even so, no one dared to act recklessly. They waited until Song Qinghe and Lu Zhaolin sat down before starting to eat. "Eat rice, eat rice! I'm starving!"
Lu Zhaolin was worried that Song Qinghe would be shy in front of so many people, so he specially served her food first during the meal, taking great care of her.
Zhao Jianjun and his group saw this and were delighted. They wanted to cheer them on several times, but they managed to hold back.
Don't cause a disturbance! Don't cause a disturbance!
If they start making a fuss, the battalion commander will be in an awkward position.
Lu Zhaolin was quite open-minded and ignored their gazes. He doted on his wife and served her food. What did that have to do with them?
It's already a big favor to invite them to stay for a meal.
As for anything else, don't even think about it.
He wasn't a very good-tempered person; taking care of his wife was his top priority.
Although Song Qinghua was a little embarrassed, she knew in her heart that it was perfectly normal to fall in love decades later.
There's absolutely no need for me to make a big deal out of it, much less be nervous.
The problem is that her man doesn't treat her well.
Thinking about it this way makes me feel much calmer.
Not only that, she also turned around and put a piece of braised pork ribs on Lu Zhaolin's plate, showing a very considerate manner.
As soon as I put my chopsticks down, I heard a chorus of "Wow!" from all around!
Zhao Jianjun and his friends were incredibly envious, wondering when they would find wives and receive the same treatment.
I hope that one day I can experience what it's like to have my wife serve me food.
Lu Zhaolin felt a surge of joy, basking in the envious glances of the crowd without a care in the world.
Let them be envious, hehe!
He doesn't care about those trivial things.
Look at him, his expression is full of elation, he's so happy he's almost floating on air.
Song Qinghe tugged at his arm, somewhat speechless: "Try to be more low-key. Is it something to be proud of?"
Lu Zhaolin: "Brilliant, of course it's brilliant, absolutely brilliant!"
His wife treats him well, how could he not feel ashamed?
Not only is he proud, but he also feels he can show off everywhere. Now, he would even be happy to go out and shout it from afar.
Song Qinghe's eyes twitched at his words; she knew she shouldn't have had any hope for him.
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