Lu Cheng was rushing home to have breakfast, but halfway through, he remembered what his comrades said, and changed his route to the canteen. The canteen made brown sugar steamed buns today. Brown sugar is nutritious, and I don’t know if she likes it.
The army canteen is free for soldiers, but of course the daily quantity is regulated. If you don’t eat enough, you need to pay extra. But generally speaking, everyone has enough to eat. Otherwise, if the comrades are so tired from training every day and still don’t eat enough, their bodies can’t bear it.
However, since the army canteen is free for soldiers, some soldiers have family members who accompany them, and they all eat in the family compound, how is the canteen portion calculated? Of course it is subsidized. Every month's rations will be converted and subsidized to the soldiers, but there is no subsidy for vegetables. In addition, you can go to the canteen every day to measure your own amount and then take it home to eat.
Lu Cheng was on vacation last month, and he has not applied for a subsidy for last month's rations. This month will be the end of the month in a day or two, so starting from next month, should he collect his public rations from the canteen every month and eat at home? This matter needs to be thought about again. Because starting from tomorrow, Lin Qingqing will go to work in the canteen of the third company's kitchen squad.
Then he will go to the canteen of the third company's kitchen squad to eat?
Lu Cheng came to the big canteen. The big canteen entertained officers above the battalion level and their families. Those below the battalion level were in the canteens of each company. So under normal circumstances, the quantity in the big canteen was enough. When Lu Cheng arrived at the cafeteria, there were already people inside. He looked at the food: "Give me three brown sugar steamed buns and lend me a bowl."
"It's Deputy Regiment Lu. Deputy Regiment Lu hasn't been here for a long time." The old soldier in charge of the brown sugar steamed bun window quickly took a bowl and filled it with three brown sugar steamed buns for Lu Cheng.
Lu Cheng nodded: "I was busy before."
The old soldier also knew that if he hadn't been here for half a month, he must have been on a mission.
Lu Cheng walked back to the family compound from the army. Before he walked into the gate of the family compound, he saw Lu Haici squatting at the gate of the family compound and looking around.
Lu Haici didn't have to go to school today because it was Sunday and children also had a day off. He wanted to eat the fried bean curd noodles made by his mother. His mother said it was called fried bean curd noodles, but his father hadn't come back yet. Lu Haici was waiting impatiently at home, so he simply went to the gate of the family compound to wait. He was a little tired of waiting, so he squatted down, but even when squatting, his eyes were still bright, staring at the road outside.
Seeing his father coming back, Lu Haici immediately stood up: "Dad, why did you come just now?" Lu Haici shouted, his voice full of complaints.
The guards of the family compound heard it and looked at Deputy Colonel Lu curiously.
Deputy Colonel Lu walked up to his son and asked, "What are you doing squatting here?"
Lu Haici said aggrievedly, "Waiting for you. Mom made very fragrant fried noodles with soybean paste. She said that Dad worked very hard to make money and we should wait for Dad to eat together. But I am so hungry. The smell of the fragrant noodles makes me even hungrier, so I came here to wait for Dad." He was so hungry that tears were about to come out, so he could only walk far away so that he could not smell the fragrance.
Lu Cheng: So this is his fault? Hearing his son say that he was hungry, he took a brown sugar steamed bun and gave it to him: "Eat it, you won't be hungry after eating it."
Unexpectedly, his son did not appreciate his kindness at all.
Lu Haici glanced at the brown sugar steamed bun. If it was normal, he would definitely eat it, but now: "No, I have to be hungry so that I can eat a lot of fried noodles. Dad, do you want me to eat a lot of brown sugar steamed buns so that you can eat my fried noodles?"
Lu Cheng: "..." Why do you feel that his son is like a little "spy" who can come up with a conspiracy theory for everything? "You are so smart." Lu Cheng mocked.
But how can a five-year-old kid understand mockery? When Lu Haici heard that his father was exposed by him, his eyes widened immediately. He looked at his father and then ran home. He wanted to report to his mother before his father came home.
Lu Cheng walked. No matter how long his legs were or how big his strides were, he certainly couldn't run as fast as a five-year-old kid. So... Lu Cheng also ran. Once he started running, he caught up with Lu Haici in no time. It would have been fine if he had caught up with him, but he hadn't left Lu Haici far behind. At this speed, Lu Haici was about three or four meters away, dragging him. Lu Haici was panting
as he ran, and he was panting so hard. He didn't know that even if his two little legs ran desperately, they couldn't run as fast as his father's two long legs that ran effortlessly. The little kid was stubborn because he was afraid that his father would run too fast and eat up all his noodles with soybean paste.
Lu Cheng would look back at his son from time to time. Seeing that his little face was red from running and his forehead was covered with sweat, a smile flashed in his eyes.
Gradually, Lu Cheng slowed down again and walked side by side with Lu Haici: "You run so slowly because you are in poor health."
Lu Haici hummed and didn't want to say anything. How could an adult bully a child like this? Isn't it normal for adults to run faster than children? If adults run slower than children, he would look down on adults.
"How about this, starting from tomorrow, you get up half an hour earlier and follow me to train for 20 minutes, how about that?" Lu Cheng asked.
Lu Haici gritted his teeth and was about to answer no. Hearing his father say again: "Follow me to train, maybe within a month, you will be able to run faster than me."
Lu Haici's ears moved: "How long is a month?"
Lu Cheng: "A month is thirty days."
Lu Haici couldn't figure out how many days were in thirty days: "How long is thirty days?"
Lu Cheng: "...Wait until you have summer vacation and then go back to school in September."
When Lu Haici heard that it was after summer vacation, he thought it was okay and not too long, so he nodded: "Okay." He must run faster than his father, and then say to him at the door of the house: Adults who can't even run faster than children are shameless.
The father and son ran to the entrance of the long corridor in front of the house and saw Lin Qingqing standing at the gate of the yard.
"Mom..." Lu Haici shouted, and his two legs strengthened, surpassing Lu Cheng and throwing into Lin Qingqing's arms.
Lin Qingqing didn't expect the kid to suddenly pounce on her. She was pushed back a few steps and almost fell on her butt.
Lu Cheng saw it and frowned. He glanced at Lu Haici and saw the child's bright smile, so he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth. However, when he heard Lu Haici's next words, he regretted it again.
"Mom, Dad is so bad. He is an adult, but he still bullies children." Lu Haici pulled his mother's clothes, glanced at his father, and made a face.
Lu Cheng narrowed his eyes.
Lin Qingqing: "Really? How did your father bully you?"
Lu Cheng: "Just listen to his nonsense. Here, this is the brown sugar steamed bun from the cafeteria." Lu Cheng handed the brown sugar steamed bun to Lin Qingqing. When Lin Qingqing took it, he picked up Lu Haici, put him on his shoulders, and walked inside.
"Ah..." Lu Haici yelled, "Put me down, put me down, you bad adult who bullies children, put me down..." Although he was yelling, the little kid was not afraid, and his voice was excited.
Ji Yang from next door heard Lu Haici's cry and ran out of the house: "Lu Haici Lu Haici..." Then when he ran out, he didn't see Lu Haici.
Lin Qingqing put the brown sugar steamed bun on the dining table, and brought down the mixed noodles. The noodles were mixed in advance, according to the time Lu Cheng came, so they wouldn't be burned like they were just out of the pot.
"I'll do it." Since Lu Cheng saw her hand get burned last time, he was very active in serving dishes at mealtime, worried that she would get burned again.
"I'll do it too." Lu Haici followed behind his father, and was blocked by his father again that day.
Lin Qingqing: "Then move it yourself." Anyway, it won't be burned, and it won't burn the little one, so Lin Qingqing is relieved.
"Yes, yes..." Lu Haici said excitedly.
The fried bean paste noodles were really fragrant, mainly because the fried bean paste was so fragrant. As soon as they arrived at the table, the father and son surnamed Lu couldn't wait to eat.
"Wow... This is the most delicious thing I have ever eaten." Lu Haici picked up a noodle and slurped it. "Mom, you are amazing."
Compared to the big one, the younger one's mouth is obviously much sweeter. "Really? Because this is made for you, so I have to make it delicious."
Lu Haici's eyes lit up, so proud.
Lu Cheng listened to their interaction and glanced at his son again. He was thin-skinned, not as thick-skinned as his son, so he couldn't say such shameless words. However, "Eat brown sugar steamed buns. The canteen only makes them a few times a month." He pushed the bowl of brown sugar steamed buns that Lin Qingqing had put aside in front of her.
Lin Qingqing looked up at him, only to see Lu Cheng immediately lower his head to eat. Only he knew that his heartbeat was a little fast at this moment, thumping, thumping, his heartbeat had never been so fast during extreme training, and his heartbeat had never been so fast when he faced the most difficult and dangerous tasks. In the face of the most difficult and dangerous tasks, he was relatively calm, but now, he couldn't calm down.
Although Lin Qingqing didn't know about Lu Cheng's nervousness, she had a good impression of Lu Cheng, so she smiled and said, "Thank you."
"Mom, eat it." However, just as she said thank you, Lu Haici picked up a brown sugar steamed bun and handed it to Lin Qingqing.
Lu Cheng: "..." This little bastard.
Lin Qingqing took the brown sugar steamed bun: "Thank you Haici. But I want to tell Haici something."
"What is it?" Lu Haici thought, is Mom trying to compliment me?
Even Lu Cheng thought so.
But: "Haici, when you are eating, you can't hold the steamed bun with your hands and give it to others. This is unhygienic." Lin Qingqing said. Although you wash your hands before eating, whether in this era or in the future, many people like to eat steamed buns with their hands. However, it is okay to eat it yourself, but it is unhygienic to give steamed buns to others with your hands. "But, Mom is still very happy that Haici is filial." Fearing that Lu Haici would be sensitive and sad, Lin Qingqing added another sentence and took a bite, "It's delicious, it's worthy of being the steamed bun selected by Haici, it's so sweet."
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