Despite saying that, Zhao Dalong's eyes still fell on the clothes. Putting aside the fabric, the style was really nice.
Xiao Yuheng stopped smiling, neatly folded his clothes and put them aside, and never held back his words.
"Yes, I just sent two pieces of clothing. Don't be envious. Instead of wasting your time, you should go back and have your sister-in-law make you two pieces."
Commander Zhao was always impatient with his wife's nagging. Before, when his sister-in-law prepared winter clothes for him, he said a few words, such as "there are plenty of clothes," "wearing a military uniform is fine," and "you should live a simple and frugal life." This angered his sister-in-law so much that she didn't prepare any clothes for him for more than half a year.
He wasn't the only one who knew about this.
Battalion Commander Zhao pursed his lips. It wasn't that he didn't want clothes; it was just that his wife was really bad at needlework, and the clothes she made were always a bit...
Sigh, he's a regimental commander, no less, but all the young guys under him laugh at him for always wearing those kinds of clothes.
But his wife, for some reason, just wouldn't spend money to have someone else make it or buy ready-made clothes.
"Why bring up something you shouldn't talk about?"
She reached out and picked up the clothes, examining them closely. "Did your boyfriend make these clothes?"
The stitches are fine.
Xiao Yuheng had never seen Gu An'an handle needle and thread, so he wasn't quite sure what to do. However, he was certain of one thing: this style was definitely designed by his wife.
"I don't know if she made it, but she definitely designed the clothes. We don't have this style of clothing where we live."
"Really? You're not kidding, are you?"
Men aren't without aesthetic sense either; Commander Zhao happened to really like the style of this outfit.
Xiao Yuheng boasted about how Gu An'an had brought the garment factory back to life with just a few clothing designs, leaving Commander Zhao with a look that said, "Are you kidding me?"
"You're not bragging?"
"If you don't believe me, then forget it."
Xiao Yuheng wouldn't have told him this if they hadn't always gotten along well.
Zhao Dalong knew Xiao Yuheng well and knew he wouldn't joke about something like this, so he immediately retorted sarcastically, "What kind of luck did you have to find such a good person right away?"
"Tsk tsk, if that kid from the Third Regiment knew, he'd be furious."
The deputy commander of the Third Regiment is thirty years old this year. He has high standards and is picky about everything, which is why he has reached this position.
That's not the most important thing. The important thing is that ever since Xiao Yuheng was promoted to the position of deputy regiment commander, that person has been uncomfortable and causing trouble in various ways, probably because he is resentful that Xiao Yuheng is younger but is on equal footing with him.
Xiao Yuheng doesn't date, and neither does he, fearing that dating will interfere with his work and that Xiao Yuheng will catch up with him later.
Approaching thirty, he finally got anxious. The women who liked him didn't like him, and the women he liked didn't like him. He went on more than ten blind dates, but still hadn't made a move.
"Let him get angry if he wants to; it's not the first time anyway."
Xiao Yuheng didn't care. It was just that his wife hadn't come before. Otherwise, everyone in the group would be envious in no time. It wouldn't make a difference if he had one more.
Xiao Yuheng continued taking things out, but suddenly his hand stopped. He not only stopped taking things out, but also prepared to pack the package and put it in the cabinet.
Zhao Dalong is so sharp; he can tell at a glance that either something is good or there's some secret. Either way, he's curious to know.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Dalong reached out to snatch the package, and Xiao Yuheng naturally resisted, and the two started fighting in the office.
"What is it? Is it food? I can smell it, so don't be so stingy."
As the two worked together, the outer packaging was slightly torn, and the spicy aroma gradually filled the office.
"My boyfriend sent it to me. If you want to eat it, go home and ask your sister-in-law."
Zhao Dalong was not one to give up easily. He held onto the package tightly and refused to let go. "I don't care, I'm going to eat this today. Besides, you've eaten so many meals at my house, what's wrong with sharing some with me?"
"There's only a little bit left; I'm going to save it to eat slowly."
"You're saying this is such a small amount when it's such a big bag? Have you no shame? Share some with me."
"no."
When Political Commissar Fang arrived, he saw two grown men fighting over a bag. With his keen sense of smell, he immediately closed the door behind him.
"Xiao Xiao, would you like us to share a little with you, or should I open the door and call those kids outside in to share?"
Xiao Yuheng: ...The thief is still Political Commissar Fang, no wonder he does ideological work.
"Political Commissar, it's not like you guys don't have wives."
Political Commissar Fang didn't care what he said at all. "Of course I have a wife. I can eat my wife's cooking every day. You can't eat the food your partner sends every day. Of course you should seize the opportunity."
"Yes, we must seize any opportunity that arises."
Two people were fighting against one person, and the person wasn't even an enemy. Xiao Yuheng couldn't really fight back, so he could only watch helplessly as what originally belonged to him fell into the tiger's mouth of the two.
"Don't be so stingy. Your partner sent so much food, so you should share it with everyone."
"Wow, what is this? It's spicy enough, and it's really satisfying."
"This should be spicy stir-fried shredded pork. The old leader is from Sichuan Province. I used to hear him talk about it often. I didn't expect it to be so delicious."
Seeing the two of them start eating right away, Xiao Yuheng quickly found something and divided the food into a small plate, then joined in to enjoy it as well.
It's so delicious, spicy and numbing! An'an's cooking skills are truly top-notch.
"Xiao Xiao, is your boyfriend from Sichuan Province?"
Xiao Yuheng shook his head, "She's from Haishi, but she loves spicy food; she learned it from someone."
This is what Gu An'an told him, and he believed it without a doubt. "What's so special about this? All the other dishes my girlfriend makes are just as delicious."
Judging from his smug look, the two of them really wanted to beat him up.
These days everyone is frugal, eating only home-cooked meals. Nobody saves as much on seasonings as Xiao Xiao's boyfriend.
"You haven't already handed over your salary, have you?"
Zhao Dalong suddenly said something, and Xiao Yuheng was not ashamed but proud, "Of course, dating without the intention of marriage is just playing around. I treat her as my wife, so it's only right that I hand over my salary."
At this point, he looked at the other person with a suspicious gaze, "Commander, you didn't hand over your salary when you were dating? You didn't plan to be with your girlfriend back then, did you? Should I find some time to talk to her about it?"
Zhao Dalong: ...It's just a little bit of your shredded meat, is it really necessary to make such a fuss? Are you trying to tear my house down?
"What nonsense are you talking about! Of course I want to hand over my salary, it's just that your sister-in-law didn't want it back then."
"Really? Then you're in the wrong, Commander."
Zhao Dalong was speechless. No matter how he put it, it was always his fault.
If you don't understand, just ask. Zhao Dalong started asking questions directly.
"Like I said, dating without the intention of marriage is just playing around. If your sister-in-law didn't accept you back then, it must be because you didn't do something right and didn't put her at ease."
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