Chapter 67 Your older brother is incredibly charming! Confess your love!
Xia Mian's face stiffened, and she abruptly pulled the curtains tight, hiding her delicate body behind them.
After a while, she peeked out from the curtains, only her little head peeking out.
Upon noticing that Fu Yanshen's binoculars were still pointing towards the guesthouse, she immediately pulled her head back.
Through the binoculars, Fu Yanshen saw Xia Mian peeking out like a little kitten, she was so cute!
I want to pet him!
Suppressing the restlessness in his heart, he put down his binoculars, took a deep breath, and fixed his sharp gaze on the green recruits in front of him!
The commander's expression changed, and the new recruit secretly thought, "This is bad!"
really!
All morning, the commander kept giving orders, and they were being trained like dogs!
When it was time to disband, they all dragged their heavy, leaden legs back home.
They had no idea that their leader's pent-up energy could only be directed at them.
After Xia Mian and Zhao Baoqi got up, they went to the canteen to help with the cooking. Although they got up late, the soldiers in the cooking squad still left some breakfast for the two girls.
Xia Mian was shocked to find that many of the military wives who came to visit their relatives had already started preparing lunch, and each of them brought out their hometown's signature dishes.
"My husband loves the perilla and egg dumplings I make for him!" A woman with a very simple and honest smile said to Xia Mian while making dumplings, "Young lady, have you ever tried the perilla from our hometown?"
"What is catnip? This is the first time I've ever heard of it." Xia Mian looked at her older sister with curiosity.
The older sister laughed heartily, "You'll know once the dumplings are ready."
Her smile seemed to infect Xia Mian as well.
Xia Mian clumsily began to follow her to learn how to knead dough and how to make hand-pulled noodles. When she finally managed to knead the dough after a flurry of activity, her forehead was covered in sweat.
She wiped the dough with her sleeve and then asked her older sister how to roll it into noodles.
The older sister patiently taught her step by step.
Xia Mian felt that this was even harder than making her do a lot of practice problems, and even harder than making her frantically solve math olympiad problems or do physics experiments.
Finally, the noodles were put into the pot, and a steaming bowl of hand-pulled noodles was served.
A few scallions floated on top, and it was topped with beef brisket and a few drops of sesame oil. Apart from the noodles being of varying thickness and width, it looked pretty good.
Around noon, the cooking squad was bustling with activity thanks to the presence of military spouses visiting their families.
Xia Mian followed the example of the older women and started serving food outside.
Zhao Baoqi jumped around frantically. She had never done anything like this before. She was so flustered that she kept kicking stools and breaking bowls.
The head cook was so angry that he kicked her out to wipe the tables.
"My dear lady, please stop torturing us!"
Zhao Baoqi was sullen, feeling that the class monitor didn't know her worth. She was clearly smart and quick-witted, and worked efficiently. All she did was accidentally break a bowl!
When Fu Yanshen came over, he looked up and saw Xia Mian wearing an apron and helping the soldiers get their meals.
She was slender, and her beautiful face, though without makeup, shone brightly and was extremely dazzling.
Her long hair was tied up in a bun, and she wore a blue disposable cap on her head.
Her movements were a little clumsy at first, but gradually they became more and more skillful.
She had never done this kind of work before. After serving a group of soldiers their meals, her wrists started to ache. She rubbed her wrists uncomfortably and was about to switch hands when...
A large, bony hand reached out and forcefully snatched the rice scoop from her hand.
Xia Mian was startled, her clear, watery eyes meeting Fu Yan's deep, dark eyes.
"Commander Fu?"
"I'll do it, you take a rest." Fu Yanshen said, and began to serve the soldiers their meals one by one.
"My God! Commander Fu personally served us food today?" Some soldiers were so happy they were almost dizzy.
"I'm not seeing things, am I?"
"Yes, yes!"
The canteen was filled with various expressions of gratitude towards Chief Fu.
Fu Yanshen waited until all the soldiers had finished lining up for their meals before sitting down at the front table, where he had his special spot.
He pulled out a chair for Xia Mian, gesturing for her to come over. "Sit down."
Xia Mian looked around, feeling a little awkward about refusing, so she sat down next to him.
Fu Yanshen looked at the fragrant bowl of beef noodles in front of him, raised an eyebrow, picked up his chopsticks and picked up a few noodles of varying thicknesses, "Did you make this?"
Xia Mian's face turned bright red. "This is my first time making hand-pulled noodles... I didn't cut the noodles very well. I don't have the experience of my older sisters."
Fu Yanshen chuckled softly, clearly in a very pleasant mood, and then he began to eat his noodles.
The noodles were very chewy, and he finished the whole bowl, even drinking all the soup.
Xia Mian carefully observed his expression. It seemed that her first attempt at making noodles should taste pretty good.
Otherwise, why would he have eaten it all?
"There's still some in the pot! Would you like me to get you another bowl?"
"Okay." Fu Yanshen nodded slowly. "Half a bowl more will do."
He really couldn't eat any more.
Xia Mian quickly went back to the kitchen and served him half a bowl of noodles.
There was still half a bowl left, and after thinking about it, she couldn't bear to throw it away, so she filled half a bowl for herself.
She sat down next to Fu Yanshen with a smug look on her face, picked up her chopsticks, took a bite, and almost spat it out.
This noodles are so salty!
She looked at Fu Yanshen, who was eating with great relish, with a pained expression. "How can you eat this? It's so salty! Stop eating..."
She was about to throw away the half-bowl of noodles in front of Fu Yanshen when the man stopped her, saying, "I think it's fine."
Xia Mian stared at her half-bowl of noodles, finding it hard to swallow.
I admire Fu Yanshen! How can he eat so fast and still look so satisfied?
I hope there's something wrong with his sense of taste...
Xia Mian heard that Fu Yanshen was the number one object of affection for the female soldiers in the unit, and that many of them would steal glances at him during meals.
She also stole a glance at Fu Yanshen. The man ate with elegance and nobility, and his handsome face was incredibly cool.
After dinner, there was a family visit forum, an award ceremony for outstanding military spouses, and some cultural performances.
Most of the performers were military wives and female cultural troupe members.
The scene was filled with all sorts of laughter and joy.
Several female art troupe members also came over to present flowers or small gifts to Fu Yanshen.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, they tried every means to get close to the single Chief Fu.
Xia Mian whispered to Zhao Baoqi, "Your older brother is incredibly charming!"
Zhao Baoqi grinned slyly, "There are so many girls who want to marry him that they could line up from here all the way to the Fu family."
After saying that, she ran off to play with some of the soldiers.
The discussion lasted until 10 p.m.
Xia Mian was looking for Zhao Baoqi when she saw Fu Yanshen walking towards her.
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