Gu Yanqing and Qian Rongsheng returned home and the family started to eat the New Year’s Eve dinner.
Thirteen people squeezed around a table, chatting and laughing, happily eating the New Year's Eve dinner.
Gu Changshun, who was far away in Qinghe Brigade, also sat together with his other three sons and their families to have the New Year's Eve dinner.
But when he looked at his noisy children, grandchildren and daughters-in-law, he always felt particularly lonely.
Hu Guifen has worked hard for the Gu family for more than 30 years. In the first few years, she suffered from her parents-in-law. After marrying her daughter-in-law, in addition to taking care of the grandchildren, she also had to deal with the conflicts between them from time to time, which was really annoying.
Now that she has come to live with her youngest son, she doesn't even have to worry about what to eat for the New Year's Eve dinner. She can just focus on her work. She feels so relieved.
In particular, the younger daughter-in-law not only bought new clothes for both mother and daughter, but also secretly gave them New Year's money.
This was a treatment she had never received since the second year of her marriage.
Hu Guifen felt a lump in her throat; her little daughter-in-law was so lovable.
Seeing that her mother-in-law kept her head down and didn't speak, Qian Xiaolan thought that she was being reserved in front of her family, so she gave her a meatball:
"Mom, try this. This is the stuffing you chopped. You should eat two more."
Hu Guifen quickly wiped the corners of her eyes, smiled and nodded: "Hey, okay, you should eat more too, you seem to have lost weight recently due to tiredness."
As he spoke, he also picked up a meatball for Qian Xiaolan.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were so affectionate that everyone else smiled.
Hu Guifen quickly adjusted her mood and started chatting and laughing with everyone again.
Since there were many people from the north at the base, the canteen discussed with the leaders and decided that on New Year's Eve, everyone would make some dumplings together and add a few side dishes to celebrate the New Year in a lively manner.
I didn't expect Qian Xiaolan to ask Gu Yanqing to send more than ten pots of New Year's Eve dishes and so many snacks.
Now, everyone was shoveling food into their mouths while mumbling words of thanks to Qian Xiaolan.
Everyone ate until their bellies were full, and some of the leftovers were packed up and taken home to eat slowly.
Everyone who stayed at the base had a happy and prosperous New Year.
Because of this New Year's Eve dinner, Qian Xiaolan, who was already well-liked by those people in the base, received unprecedented respect from everyone.
So much so that every soldier who saw Qian Xiaolan would salute her and shout "Sister-in-law!"
Qian Xiaolan was very embarrassed, so Gu Yanqing smiled and advised her:
“Not all military wives can be called sisters-in-law who are loved and respected by the soldiers. This is what you deserve.
Let’s not talk about the medicinal liquor you gave me before and the merit you made in catching spies.
Take Xie Tuan for example. He has been in the army for more than 20 years, and this is the first time he has met a military wife who is so generous.
In the past, military wives from well-off families would buy meat and vegetables and send them to the barracks to serve as side dishes for the soldiers.
But they won't cook it so carefully before serving it, and the portion won't be that large.
So, wife, you are really great!
Thanks to you, everyone is more respectful to me now."
Gu Yanqing couldn't help laughing as he spoke: "People who used to be at odds with me, even if they still don't smile when they see me now, they won't be sarcastic to me anymore."
Qian Xiaolan covered her face and laughed.
These people are so cute!
It feels so good to be respected by others from the bottom of their hearts!
She wanted to do something more for these warriors.
Qian Xiaolan calculated that there were still ten days left before she had to register for school.
Ten days is enough.
Qian Xiaolan began to purchase whole clam shells from the brigade.
People living by the sea, almost every household eats clams every day, and they quickly collected a lot of clam shells.
Everyone thought Qian Xiaolan was going to make clam oil, and asked her to give everyone a discount, but she just smiled and said nothing.
After checking the clam shells, Qian Xiaolan asked the factory workers to clean and disinfect them.
Chong then asked Rong Shihua, who had volunteered to stay and help her manage the factory, to transport the clam shells back home.
She took out the ointment she had prepared over the past two days, called Gu Yujiao and Sheng Yin from next door, and together they put the ointment into the clam shells.
As for other people, those who were supposed to go to work went back to work, and Hu Guifen also went back to Anshi to work.
The three of them worked for two whole days and finally packed all the ointments.
Looking at the clam shells that filled the entire room, Qian Xiaolan clapped her hands with satisfaction.
"Not bad, not bad. This amount of ointment should be enough for the soldiers to use for a while."
Gu Yujiao was surprised: "Ah, so these ointments are for the soldiers? I thought Fourth Sister-in-law was going to sell them."
Sheng Yin was also surprised, but she thought of a question:
"But if you use clam shells to pack ointments for the soldiers, and they drop their bags while on a mission, wouldn't the ointments also be broken?"
Qian Xiaolan chuckled and took out a small bag from her pocket. "What if we add this? This fabric is thick and has a shock-absorbing effect. I made about a thousand of them, which should be enough."
The small woolen bag with a rope closure is big enough to hold one clam shell, or two if you squeeze in.
"I made these before. They were originally intended to be given as gifts to new customers in the factory. Now they are just perfect for this."
What can Gu Yujiao and Sheng Yin say?
They just feel heartbroken.
What great material! I actually used it all to sew small pockets!
Although it is intended for the soldiers, I still feel it is such a waste!
Qian Xiaolan saw the expressions of the two men, squinted her eyes and smiled, took Rong Shihua's car keys, and asked the two of them to help carry the ointment into the car.
A car could only hold a quarter of the quantity, so Qian Xiaolan drove to the base and explained her purpose. After the soldiers at the door checked, they immediately went to report.
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