After the morning training, the company commander Tan Lujin came over and announced that he would check the housekeeping situation of each class in the morning.
"First Platoon, Second Squad, your housekeeping is in order. Second Squad, at ease, dismissed!"
Jiang Yun held his breath and shouted, "Class Two, turn left and march in step."
Only after the female soldiers of Class 2 were led into the dormitory in an orderly manner did everyone dare to disperse.
After entering the dormitory, several people crowded to the door and peeked out through the crack.
The female soldiers in Class 1 were extremely nervous. They didn't dare to move until the company commander called for an at ease. Only their eyes moving from side to side revealed their thoughts.
He Xiangdong hugged Jiang Jun and said, "Oh my god, I was scared to death."
Zhou Yufen whispered, "Look, Class 1's quilt!"
Everyone turned around and stared at the kang of Class 1.
The two quilts near the door looked like two pieces of broken tofu!
It was the bed where Mo Xiaohui and Wang Aiping lived.
"Oh no, it's over!" Xu Yongchun cried out regretfully, "I'm definitely going to be punished on the next shift!"
Zhao Zhijian, who was leaning against the crack in the door and looking out, turned around and reported quietly, "Qian Hong is crying."
He Xiangdong said, "When I ran out this morning, I was afraid Qian Hong would exceed the time limit, so I called her. She was returning to the team with me. If I had known she hadn't finished folding the quilt, I wouldn't have called her."
There is someone to check the time for tidying up the room and returning to the team. The whistle will be blown when the time comes, and those who are late will be criticized.
Zhao Zhijian shouted again in a low voice: "Shh, the first class is back from disbanding."
The female soldiers in the dormitory quickly dispersed and returned to their beds.
Mo Xiaohui pushed open the half-open dormitory door and the first thing she saw was the masterpiece at the door.
The female soldiers who came in later screamed one after another.
When Qian Hong finally came in, she was already sobbing: "I, I was fine when I left this morning."
Qian Hong remembered that when she was leaving the house, she turned back to tidy it up a little more, thinking that the person inspecting the housekeeping would see the neatly arranged tofu blocks at the first glance when standing at the door, and it would definitely pass inspection.
Wang Aiping looked at her quilt with disdain: "Qian Hong, how can this be called good?"
If you can't even do such a small thing, what else can you do?
He Xiangdong came up to smooth things over: "Yes, I saw that you had finished it, so I asked you to come out with me quickly."
Qian Hong sobbed, "That's right, as soon as you called me, I rushed out."
He Xiangdong was a little annoyed: "Qian Hong, if I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have rushed you. It's all my fault."
Wang Juan curled her lips: "What's the point of you saying you're not good now? Our class will be punished anyway!"
Hu Zhaohui complained to Qian Hong, "Look at you, why are you in such a hurry? When you ran over, it took a long time for the platoon leader to blow the whistle."
Qian Hong's sobs turned into whimpers.
He Xiangdong was afraid that everyone in the class would bully Qian Hong. Seeing her crying so sadly, he remembered how sad he felt when he wrote his self-criticism. He comforted Qian Hong and said, "Qian Hong, don't cry. I won't yell again next time."
He Qingchun said, "He Xiangdong, you said it was too late, but I saw Qian Hong arrived before you."
Everyone turned their eyes to He Xiangdong.
He Xiangdong dropped his hand from Jiang Yun's shoulder and smiled happily. Finally, someone saw what she had done. "Qian Hong scurried to the front without even closing the door. I had no choice but to step back and close it."
Look, she methodically tidied up Class 2's internal affairs, called her comrades to go out together, and even went back to close the door. She wasn't late when she returned to the team. How amazing! Hehehe, applause is due here.
Wang Juan asked loudly, "He Xiangdong, you said you were going back?"
He Xiangdong nodded with a smile: "Yes, I even took another look before closing the door."
The housekeeping of Class 2 is as neat as a knife, and I feel very happy just looking at it.
Wang Juan pressed the issue, "Qian Hong said she had tidied her room before leaving. Why was it such a mess when the company commander came to inspect?"
He Xiangdong was stunned. Things weren't going in the right direction. "Wang Juan, are you saying that I damaged the quilt when I returned it?"
Wang Juan snorted: "I didn't say that, you said it yourself."
Jiang Jun stopped He Xiangdong. They couldn't argue at this moment. They had to calm down before finding out the truth. She glanced at Wang Juan and said, "I believe He Xiangdong would not do something that would harm others and not benefit himself."
Wang Juan said unconvincedly: "He Xiangdong is in your class, you must be speaking in her favor!"
Jiang Jun stared into Wang Juan's eyes. "If she did it, she did it. If she didn't, she didn't. Why should I side with her?"
Wang Juan glared back: "You two just finished writing your apologies, everyone knows that!"
He Xiangdong was anxious: "I wrote a letter of apology, so what? What does it have to do with Qian Hong not sorting out her affairs properly? Explain clearly!"
Wang Juan raised her chin. "Qian Hong didn't tidy up her room properly, so our whole class has to be punished. And you said you called her out of kindness, but who knows what your intentions were?"
What this meant was that He Xiangdong sent Qian Hong away and returned himself, messing up the internal affairs of Class 1, causing Class 1 to fail the inspection.
He Xiangdong was so angry that his lips trembled: "You, you are slandering me!"
Wang Juan saw He Xiangdong's expression change, and she felt even more confident that her guess was right. She said, "You are the cruel one! Does your mother know?"
Jiang Jun was furious. He stepped forward and stood in front of Wang Juan, emphasizing each word: "Are you trying to wrongly accuse your comrades?"
Wang Juan was forced to take a step back by the anger in Jiang Jun's eyes, but she still said stubbornly: "Anyway, Qian Hong said she was fine when she left!"
Jiang Jun clenched his fists, restraining the urge to punch. He turned around and took two steps, standing in front of Qian Hong, staring into her eyes. "Qian Hong, are you sure that your room is in order when you go out?"
Qian Hong burst into tears, shaking her head, unable to utter a word. Her mind went haywire when she was anxious, and she couldn't remember anything. She wasn't sure if she had made the quilt better, or if she had just accidentally flattened it.
Wang Juan continued to make sarcastic remarks, "Second monitor, Qian Hong has already been criticized, and our entire class will be punished along with her, and you're still bullying her. Is that okay?"
Jiang Jun turned and shouted at Wang Juan, "Which eye of yours saw me bullying her?"
"She's crying so hard, and you're still insisting on it. She's clearly in the right!"
"So you're saying I'm wrong?" Jiang Jun laughed angrily. "Well, let me ask you, you're concluding Qian Hong is innocent based solely on her words. Why do you still say it's He Xiangdong's fault when He Xiangdong claims she never touched Class 1's internal affairs?"
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