Chu Yifeng, who was being nagged, was whispering with Qiao Yan at this moment, wondering whether the allowance given by Captain Lei Ming was enough to treat everyone to good food and drinks.
Lei Ming and Wang Wei appeared in the cafeteria. As soon as they walked into the door, Lei Ming shouted with a smile:
"Comrades, Happy New Year! I promise there won't be any emergency calls today. Eat and drink as much as you want. The Political Commissar and I will cover any excess!"
Lei Ming waved his hands amidst the cheers, his face full of smiles, unlike his usual Black Demon God look. However, that smile definitely didn't look like a good one. He pointed in the distance and said:
"I borrowed it from the art troupe in the nearby county. Anyone here who can play any musical instruments or sing? Come on, we need to liven things up! We're a new troupe, and we don't have any artists or young women singing, so we'll do it ourselves! Okay, enough nonsense. Political Commissar, do you have anything else to add?"
Wang Wei shouted with a smile: "Serve the dumplings, let's eat!"
Chu Yifeng didn't care whether the dumplings with cabbage and pork fillings were hot or not, and quickly stuffed them into his mouth. He hid behind the bowl with the dumplings in his mouth and said vaguely:
"Let me eat a few bites and then drink. It will be fine." He looks a little timid. It's not that he is afraid of drinking too much, but he is really sick, gastritis.
If Chu Yifeng doesn't take Wang Daniu with him when he gets promoted in the future, he will be doing a disservice to Wang Daniu, the fake attendant.
Wang Daniu poked the dumplings into his bowl with his chopsticks and muttered to Chu Yifeng:
"I've left them out to cool down for you. Captain, it's okay if you eat slowly. I'll grab some dumplings for you. Wait, I'll go sing a song for you."
Someone saw the short Wang Daniu coming on stage and teased him, "Wang Daniu, are you going to sing Erxiao Cowherd?"
Wang Daniu, the youngest member of the special forces team, said with a smile, "That's fine."
Chu Yifeng paused while eating dumplings.
It's pretty good, but he knows that Daniu is the runaway singing king. The one who loves to sing in the shower, he always runs away.
You say most people, after being told off-tune once or twice, would be quite self-conscious and nervous the next time they sang. But Wang Daniu, on the other hand, was completely oblivious.
"The cows are still grazing on the hillside, but the herders are nowhere to be found..."
Chu Yifeng felt a toothache after hearing this.
However, with the crackling sound of the erhu, the cafeteria became really lively.
There were shouts one after another. When people had almost finished drinking, they would express their heartfelt thanks to those who had helped them, and some would even recognize themselves as fellow villagers.
Even though they were a bunch of rough guys, they were still playing their musical instruments. Anyone who caught up with them would come up and play a few instruments, some would sing, and some would just play around and strum a few strings.
Chu Yifeng shouted that he couldn't sing, but was betrayed by Qiao Yan.
When Qiao Yan revealed the shocking news, he laughed slyly and whispered with Lu Qingcang about Chu Yifeng from their college days.
Captain Chu's emotional experience is quite complicated. When he was in college, he received several poetry letters from his schoolmates, and the poets were all different. At that time, Captain Chu was so moved that he sang a few lines in the dormitory after reading them.
Lu Qingcang coughed from the smoke and asked calmly, "I just want to know if he replied to all the poems one by one? Did he reply to all the poems repeatedly? He has quite a lot of knowledge."
This made Chu Yifeng embarrassed, and he quickly stood up.
Chu Yifeng, with a red face from drinking, went on stage and performed the two-finger piano he had learned when he was still a runny-nosed kid.
He himself did not expect that as he sang, he was so moved that he did not even need to cultivate his emotions. He just wanted to run back to the dormitory and write a letter to Bi Yue.
A deep voice echoed throughout the cafeteria:
“The night in the naval port is quiet;
The waves rocked the warship gently;
The young sailor rested his head on the waves, and smiled happily in his sleep;
The sea breeze blows gently..."
Bi Yue, I have the sea here, and the temperature is higher than yours. Are you still wearing a cotton jacket there?
…
"Oh my God? A big rat!" Liu Yafang was standing in the warehouse and screamed in fear when she was scared by the rat.
Rural women have such loud voices. Bi Yue was still whispering to her aunt Bi Jinzhi. When she heard the scream, her expression changed.
The people in the room who were noisily making a fire and eating suddenly stopped talking.
Without wasting a moment, Bi Yue reacted faster than the others, sprinting out and picking up the large shovel used to scrape snow from the doorway. "Where is it?"
The postman at the gate called out, "Who's Bi Yue? Is this the Bi family? Here's the letter!"
Liu Yafang was standing in the yard, gesturing to Bi Yue with a rich expression, thinking that the rat was so big it was almost a spirit. When she turned around, she saw the messenger.
She was a step faster than Bi Yue, and took the letter while greeting him. Before she could figure out who had sent it, and why there was a letter, she was tossing it over and over, wondering if anyone who could write letters was drinking in the house, when Bi Yue snatched it away.
Liu Yafang was stunned and asked, "Who?"
Bi Yue handed over the shovel: "Go and kill the rats."
…
There was no independent space to read the letter. The house was full of people, especially after the Chinese New Year, when Bi Jinzhi and her family moved to Shajiabang.
We have to squeeze together to sleep at night, and that’s not a big deal.
Bi Yue felt that her cousin Fu Juan was as annoying as eight people. She was in her teens and would cry at the slightest provocation.
Fortunately, the village party committee was performing the Yangko dance today, and Fu Juan and Goudan went to watch the fun. So she had time to chat with her aunt.
Bi Yue put the letter in her trouser pocket and stared at Liu Yafang, who was standing beside her with a shovel. The mother and daughter stood in the yard together. Bi Yue put on a stern face and asked her mother:
"Are you not going to kill mice? Why are you staring at me?"
Liu Yafang blinked and whispered, "It's from Xiao Chu, right? Why did he mail the letter here?"
How does Bi Yue answer this question?
It can be said that Chu Yifeng is not a fool, he is very smart. The postman is not here, who is he showing it to? Can't he wait for the New Year's post?
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