258: This girl is quite fierce
Zhou Ziheng spoke softly, took the iron teapot from Yu Xiaoye's hand, and poured water into his own military kettle.
When he put the kettle on the ground, he reached into his trouser pocket, took out a clean handkerchief and wrapped it around the handle of the teapot.
The handle of the teapot is a flat iron ring with sharp edges that are a bit abrasive.
As Yu Xiaoye carried it over, he turned it over and over again with his hands.
Even so, the palms of both hands were still red from being strangled.
Zhou Ziheng had just lifted the kettle and realized that the entire weight of the kettle was being pressed onto his hand through the iron ring. How could the girl's delicate and soft palm bear it? So he took out his handkerchief and wrapped it around the iron ring to reduce the friction on his palm.
When Yu Xiaoye saw the handkerchief on the iron ring, he guessed Zhou Ziheng's intention and was a little surprised that such a grown man could be so thoughtful.
But she still felt a little uneasy and wanted to return the handkerchief. She was not so fragile that she could not even lift a pot of water.
However, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she didn't dare to argue with the director, so she pretended not to understand his intentions and reminded him in a low voice:
"Master, your handkerchief—"
Zhou Ziheng sighed, probably thinking that this girl was too stupid, and said tiredly:
"It's yours now."
After saying that, Zhou Ziheng no longer paid attention to Yu Xiaoye, raised the telescope hanging on his chest, and looked at the training ground.
Taking advantage of the opportunity when Zhou Ziheng was looking elsewhere through the telescope, Yu Xiaoye secretly looked at him.
Today he was wearing a grass-green Type 65 military uniform, a brown-red leather belt around his waist, and a military cap with a red five-pointed star on his head. He exuded the strength and competence of a soldier.
The belt tied around the waist makes the shoulders look broader, the waist thinner, the stature taller and the legs longer.
His chest is bulging, and you can feel the strong and thick pectoral muscles through his clothes.
The sleeves were rolled up, revealing half of the arm. A blue vein stretched out from the sleeve, winding its way to the back of the hand.
There seemed to be a few shallow white scars beside the blue veins, and it was obvious that the arm had been injured, probably left behind on the battlefield in his early years.
He just stood there silently, like a majestic mountain, giving Yu Xiaoye an inexplicable sense of oppression.
The two stood like this for a while.
Zhou Ziheng didn't say anything either, but from time to time he raised his telescope and looked at the training ground.
While he was looking through the telescope, Yu Xiaoye couldn't help but secretly look at his face. He saw that his profile with distinct facial features was angular and looked very strong, and his slightly pursed lips were very cold and hard.
This man was obviously no longer the one who drank soy milk and ate fried dough sticks with him in the breakfast shop that day.
He is now the manager of Mishan Farm!
After Yu Xiaoye realized this, he tactfully shut up and didn't say a word, not even daring to show off his cleverness in front of the director.
Yu Xiaoye actually wanted to ask him why he sent Liang Qin over.
But considering that this was not the right time for two people to talk in private, he kept silent.
Besides, it's hard to say this.
What if this was just a misunderstanding, and Liang Qin's arrival had nothing to do with her, and it was all just her wishful thinking? Wouldn't that be a joke?
So just say nothing.
Just as she was about to quietly leave with the tin teapot, several people came over.
It is difficult for someone of Zhou Ziheng's status to be alone in such an occasion; if he leaves for a while, he will be found.
It was too late for Yu Xiaoye to leave, so he could only stay and prepare to pour tea and water for them.
She found that the lid of the kettle in the hands of Director Sui of the Wufen Field was open, so she took the initiative to take the kettle, put it on the table, and then picked up the iron teapot on the ground and poured water into the kettle.
Because Zhou Ziheng's handkerchief was on the iron ring, it was not uncomfortable to hold.
She filled all the cups and kettles on the table with water.
While she was pouring water, Zhou Ziheng noticed someone coming over, put down the telescope and asked:
"How many rounds?"
Director Sui replied with high spirits:
"Three hundred rounds already!"
"Three hundred rounds, that's about enough. Bullets are military supplies and should be used effectively. They shouldn't be wasted during training. We need to be prepared for any unexpected situation."
"Yes, Captain Zhou, rest assured. We won't waste a single precious bullet," Captain Sui said to another middle-aged man carrying a gun. "Section Chief Song, go and inform everyone that the target practice is almost over. Have the squad leaders calculate each militia soldier's total score. The top three will receive rewards!"
"Yes, I'll go and inform them right away!"
Section Chief Song, who was carrying a gun, responded and gulped down a large bowl of water before leaving.
Director Sui also went to get his own water bottle and invited several other leaders to drink water together.
Director Sui picked up the kettle on the table and glanced at Yu Xiaoye.
When he saw this, he realized that the girl who poured water for him looked familiar. He recognized her at a glance:
"Is it you?"
Yu Xiaoye: "——"
Yu Xiaoye knew why Director Sui had an impression of him. It must be because he had thrown Wu Yanping to the ground and punched her twice in Director Sui's office last time, which left a deep impression on Director Sui - and Zhou Ziheng was there that time.
Now that he was recognized by Director Sui, Yu Xiaoye smiled awkwardly:
"Director Sui——"
Director Sui pointed at Yu Xiaoye with a kettle and said to the others:
"This girl is quite fierce. Last time, someone came to my office to complain about her and broke her things. Unexpectedly, she pushed the person to the ground and beat him!"
"Hahaha--"
The others laughed out loud when they heard this.
Yu Xiaoye's face was full of black lines: "——" Don't I have any face?
Even though these people were still laughing, Cui Xinrong suddenly appeared from nowhere and added another blow:
"Isn't it? She's quite aggressive and even challenged me just now."
"Hehehe
——”
Another burst of lighthearted and cheerful laughter.
A middle-aged man in military uniform said cheerfully:
"Having a good temper is good. I like people with tempers. Often, the more tempered they are, the less scheming they are. The more silent they are, the more mean-spirited they are."
"Isn't it? Minister Sun is absolutely right. Come, drink some water, drink some water!"
Several people drank water silently.
Zhou Ziheng also picked up the kettle on the table.
After drinking water, these big guys began to discuss the situation of this combat readiness training.
Yu Xiaoye couldn't leave at this time, so he could only follow beside and serve water to the boss.
The sun was shining brightly overhead, and she didn't even have a hat on, so she felt dizzy from the heat.
Seeing others gulping down water, she felt a little thirsty herself, but she could only swallow her saliva and lick her lips.
While talking to someone, Zhou Ziheng pretended to glance at her casually and found that she was licking her lips secretly.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Ziheng found a few excuses to get everyone out.
After everyone left, Zhou Ziheng put the kettle on the table and pointed at the bottle mouth.
Yu Xiaoye was quick-witted and quickly picked up the iron teapot and filled it with water.
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