Miaohua smiled slightly and said: "Aren't you still planning to hold a collective wedding with your brothers in Taiyuan? Then arrange it like this. All brothers who want to attend the collective wedding in Taiyuan will stay in Shanghai, and those who are not getting married for the time being will follow. You go to Nanjing to attend your wedding, do you think this is okay?"
When Zhou Wen heard this, he immediately thought this was a good idea.
Anyway, the brothers who can't go this time will hold a group wedding with me soon. They can also be considered as having participated in their own wedding celebration. Moreover, they are also part of the group wedding, so its significance is naturally more important.
After seeing Zhou Wen agree, Miaohua said with a smile: "You probably won't be able to come back from Nanjing in a short time this time. Why don't you ask the cafeteria to cook more dishes and call Senior Brother Xiaoping and Zhao to come too, we Senior Brothers?" Let's have a drink together today and wish you a happy wedding."
Zhou Wen naturally agreed, which was also what his senior brother wanted.
As for Miaohua, a Shaolin monk, apart from not being lewd with women, he no longer has taboos about drinking, drinking and eating meat. Sometimes Zhou Wen ridiculed him as a wine-meat monk, but Senior Brother Miaohua plausibly said: "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but remain in the heart of the Lord Buddha."
Especially when he was in charge of the training of the cavalry company some time ago, quite a few of those cavalrymen were Mongolian brothers, so drinking was like drinking water. But in order to completely shock this group of veteran veterans, our instructor Miaohua not only overpowered these cavalrymen with their martial arts and military skills, but they also did not dare to look him in the eye. Even when it came to drinking, he directly outdid Delengtai, who was recognized as the best drinker in the cavalry company. After drinking and lying down, a group of cavalrymen were now convinced of this instructor.
In the current cavalry company, Miaohua's prestige is unparalleled, and she is even better at speaking than Zhou Wen.
Of course, it is unknown whether Miaohua used his pure inner strength when drinking.
As time passed, Miaohua was no longer so resistant to drinking. The main thing is that he finally understood that doing mobilization and ideological work with these grassroots officers and soldiers is sometimes not as effective as having a meal with them.
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On January 20, in a Western-style building with a brick and wood structure located on Guling Road in Nanjing City, a group of workers were carrying various building materials such as logs and wooden boards in and out of the building. There was a clanging sound inside the building. Everlasting.
At this time, on a small lawn in front of the two-story foreign-style building where no building materials were piled, a bright girl wearing a red silk women's cotton robe was angrily stamping on the withered grass under her feet, a pair of delicate There was already a lot of mud on the yellow lambskin high-waisted leather shoes.
"Hongxiu, it's such a cold day, why are you running outside to fight on the lawn?" An old man in green robes said with a smile, standing in the distance.
This girl is the Hongxiu Xiaonizi who followed Zhou Jinghai to Nanjing.
This time Zhou Jinghai brought Xiaohu and Hongxiu. His brother Zhou Wen was getting married, so the whole family must be present.
The old man in green robe is naturally Zhou Wen's father, Zhou Jinghai.
It's been almost half a month since their family arrived in Nanjing, but they still haven't seen Zhou Wen. Hongxiu was getting a little anxious waiting.
This two-story small foreign-style building was originally a villa of the Liu family, but now it has become part of Liu Ruolan's dowry, which is the new house of Zhou Wen and Liu Ruolan.
Since the wedding date was set in a hurry, the Liu family paid a high price to hire famous craftsmen in Nanjing to renovate the western-style building.
Zhou Jinghai, however, was worried and came over every day to check on the progress of the house decoration.
When Hongxiu saw Zhou Jinghai coming out, she pouted and said, "Dad, when do you think my brother will come back? My brother is about to get married too, and he hasn't come back to help. Dad is still tired and came to help him look at the house. It's true." .”
Zhou Jinghai walked over with a smile, stretched out his hand to hold Hongxiu's little hand, and it was cold. He took off his gloves distressedly, helped Hongxiu put them on, and complained: "Look at you, girl, the winter in Nanjing is also the same." It’s very cold. You don’t even bother to wear gloves when you go out. What will you do if you get frozen?”
Hongxiu now calls Zhou Jinghai daddy, and calls her father daddy. There is no conflict between the two, but she feels closer to Zhou Jinghai than Zhou Yongbin.
Hongxiu smiled and said, "Dad, I don't know, but I am a martial arts master now. I have internal strength and won't catch cold." After that, he put the gloves on Zhou Jinghai again.
But they didn't know that Zhou Wen, who had returned from Shanghai, happened to walk into the courtyard and saw this scene. A warm current surged in his heart, and he couldn't help shouting: "Dad, Hongxiu, I'm back."
Zhou Jinghai and Hong Xiu suddenly turned around and saw a heroic officer wearing a neat woolen general's coat and a pair of high leather boots striding towards the door with a smile.
"Big brother!" Hong Xiu was overjoyed and ran towards Zhou Wen, then flew into the air and fell on Zhou Wen in the blink of an eye.
What's more, Zhou Wen is now a master of Qi Jin realm, otherwise he would be staggered by this little girl's attack.
Zhou Wen quickly put down the red sleeves hanging on his body like an octopus, laughed and scolded: "You little girl, you are a big girl now, why are you still as frizzy as before? You have to be reserved, understand?"
Hongxiu didn't care, but still held Zhou Wen's hand. Her big eyes with long eyelashes were immediately covered with mist, and she said pitifully to Zhou Wen: "Brother, did you leave Hongxiu at home and just ignore her?"
Seeing Hong Xiu showing such a pitiful look, Zhou Wen immediately raised his hands in surrender and apologized repeatedly: "It's my brother, isn't it? There have been too many things recently."
Hongxiu rolled her eyes as bright and clear as gems, and immediately said: "Actually, I don't blame my brother. Anyway, I won't leave after I come here this time. I will go wherever my brother goes."
Zhou Wen was confused when he heard this. Thinking that now was not the time to talk about this, he looked at his father.
However, he saw that his old father had a lot of white hair on his head, and his eyes were full of licking when he looked at him. Thinking that he was away from home for many years and had very little time to accompany his father, but his father never complained, and he never even mentioned that he wanted to go home.
But what father in the world doesn't want his son to be happy? Even during several phone calls, my father was afraid of delaying his own affairs, so he ended the call with just a few words.
Thinking of these, Zhou Wen felt a little sad. He let go of Hongxiu's hand, walked to Zhou Jinghai, knelt down, and kowtowed three times to Zhou Jinghai respectfully, saying, "My child is unfilial and only cares about his own affairs, which makes dad worried."
Zhou Jinghai hurriedly pulled Zhou Wen up, his eyes filled with tears, he just nodded and said: "Dad is not worried, but it is difficult to have both loyalty and filial piety. You are busy with important matters for the country and the people. Dad still understands these principles, and I only hope that I will Just take care of yourself."
