"Come on, Commander Fang, I'll give you a bowl. From now on, we're all one of our own. Don't be polite to anyone. It's a good meal at my house today!"
"OK!"
Mi Long raised his big bowl and walked away from Fang Jingyao. It was not the first time that they met, and they became familiar with each other again today.
Liao Mingyu took this opportunity to introduce Fang Jingyao to everyone, who was the core of the Sichuan Army Corps. They could see that the regiment leader cared very much about this middle-aged man, and they all raised their glasses to him enthusiastically.
"Damn it, we're all here. Is the regiment headquarters going to be okay?" Meng Fanlai put down his glass and asked worriedly.
"It's okay. I gave instructions to Chen Jize and those boys. Nothing can go wrong as long as they are there." Long Wenwen replied without raising his head.
It was very rare to see him holding a book while eating and reading, as if he was obsessed with the content in the book, and he read it with great gusto.
"What are you looking at? Are you pretending to be a cultured person?"
Milong put his head over and watched curiously. Although he didn't know a few words, the illustrations in this book would make any man's blood boil after reading it.
"Oh my! Haha, where did you get this book from? It's so slutty."
Mi Long laughed loudly. Even for a naive person like him, he was a little embarrassed to see those illustrations, but he was obviously very interested and lay down next to Long Wenwen to enjoy them together.
When Mr. Meng heard this, he slapped the table and shouted angrily: "Gangfu's lackey, don't be vulgar!"
Mi Long suddenly felt unhappy, but seeing the old man's serious look, he had no choice but to stomp on Meng Fan with his foot as if to vent his anger.
"Ouch!" Meng Fan was in pain. He was about to raise his chopsticks and hit Milong's head, but when he saw the murderous look in his father's eyes, he immediately behaved himself and did not dare to make any mistakes.
Mr. Meng rolled his eyes at Mi Long, and explained to everyone as if it was serious: "This is the Jin Ping Mei that Mr. Zhupo commented on. In it, there are grass snakes and gray lines, thousands of miles of veins, and he is good at making mistakes without violating the law. He is so praised. It’s particularly wonderful.”
Everyone was confused, except Liao Mingyu, who was chuckling secretly.
Damn it, isn't it just a pornographic book? It's also very literate.
Mr. Meng is also interesting. Most of his books are stored in Heshun's cellar, but there is a box of plums in the box he carries with him. He is really a poet, pretending to be profound.
"You see, this is culture. You write and sing obscenely every day, and learn more from others."
Long Wenwen pretended to compliment a few words, and then smiled and revealed his purpose: "Haha, Mr. Meng, this book is really good. Can you let me read it for two days?"
Meng Yanzhi took two mouthfuls of food and shook his head calmly: "Books and wives will not be loaned out."
The old man's words were astonishing. Everyone was dumbfounded by his words. If it wasn't spicy, he almost spit out the rice in his mouth. He couldn't help but choke and cough.
Long Wenwen, who was usually sharp-tongued, couldn't find anything to say to refute for a while, mainly because Meng was annoyed that his father was too sharp.
"Then what... Mr. Meng, it's not my brothers, Shu and his wife are still harmonious." Liao Mingyu had to step forward to help his brothers out of the siege.
His words made Mr. Meng a little embarrassed. Although most of the books were still docile, they had saved his old life and his wife, so what Liao Mingyu said made sense.
"Ahem... Well, I can lend it to you, but you need to borrow it one volume at a time. After borrowing one volume and keeping it in good condition, I will lend you the next one."
Long Wenwen nodded with satisfaction and quickly put the book away.
At this time, Ayi, who was a little drunk after drinking two glasses of wine, suddenly stood up. He held up the wine bowl and his face was red, but he said to everyone enthusiastically: "Brothers, please be quiet. I have something to say."
"Captain, without you fighting through the thorns all the way, I, Lin Yi, would not be where I am today. I am really grateful to you. I... wu wu... I am so happy today... I give you this cup!"
After Ayi said these words in a choked voice, he immediately raised his head and drank the wine in the bowl. Maybe because he was too excited, his eyes were still filled with tears.
Regarding A Yi's true expression, no one said anything to laugh or ridicule at this time. Even Meng Fangliao, who had always been venomous, was lowering his head in thought.
Everyone knows that without the leadership of Liao Mingyu, at least half of their group would have been lost in the Burmese jungle where they had a narrow escape from death.
But now that everyone is in a high position, at least they are also the captain of the company. I wonder which one of you here has not received the favor and promotion of the leader. Without the leader, they might be nothing.
"Captain! I respect you."
"I respect you too."
"Captain!"
…
The old brothers of the Sichuan Army all picked up their wine bowls and stood up, looking at Liao Mingyu with burning eyes.
Everyone respects their leader from the bottom of their hearts!
These guys...
A smile appeared on Liao Mingyu's lips. He stood up, raised his wine bowl and shouted, "Thank you, brothers. We won't mention unhappy things today. Come on! Let's do it!"
"Dry…!"
Ha ha ha ha……
Laughter filled the small courtyard. I have been busy with military affairs since returning from Myanmar. I don’t know how long it has been since we got together like this.
The small courtyard of Milong is like a base for everyone, allowing these fools who are in a foreign land without any relatives to find the warmth of home.
Home...a word that was so far away from them before, but now there is no distance anymore.
…
The dinner slowly came to an end, and everyone was satiated. The virtuous Shangguan Jiici and Xiao Zui started to clean up the pots and pans, while the fools were having fun on their own.
"Little bastard, call me daddy!"
"Smelly pig!"
"Hey! Don't run."
Meng Fan was teasing little Lei Bao in the yard, while A Yi picked up a small notebook and started recording his day's life again.
Long Wenwen's grandson actually ran upstairs to continue discussing the "Four Books and Five Classics" with Mr. Meng
"Take the lead!"
"The horse is jumping."
"Oh, don't make trouble."
Dong Dao and the veterinarian also moved two stools and took out a chess set to play against each other in the courtyard. Yaoma, Snake Butt, Bu La and others stood by and watched the battle with great interest.
"Oh, it feels so uncomfortable..."
Krupp slumped on the steps and looked up to the sky and sighed, because he had eaten a lot today.
"What's wrong with you?" Li Liansheng asked.
"I'm not hungry anymore." Krupp replied blankly. This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable.
"..." Li Liansheng.
The two little guys, Yang Danzi and Doubiang, were still competing in somersaults. Kang Ya and Mi Long were squatting beside them, smoking and cheering for them.
But obviously Yang Danzi underestimated the horror of bean cakes. This guy has already turned over hundreds of them.
Looking at these familiar faces, Liao Mingyu suddenly felt a little melancholy in his heart.
The people here are basically the people who first ate pork stewed vermicelli in the same pot. Liao Mingyu has fulfilled his promise and brought them back from Myanmar one by one.
But now the war is about to begin, and the Battle of Nantianmen is even more brutal than any other battle. I wonder if after the battle, they...will still have the chance to have a drink and talk like this?
Liao Mingyu didn't know, he lit a cigarette silently and looked up at the sky. I have done everything I can, and it is up to them to lay the final answer.
"Dong dong dong..."
A knock on the door outside the hospital interrupted his contemplation. Liao Mingyu frowned and murmured: "Who will come now?"
Shangguan Jiici quickly wiped his hands and ran out to open the door.
"Creak..." The door was opened, and the person outside was beyond her expectation.
"You are?"
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