When Uncle Quan let He Jintang go, Liu Yu and others also returned to Longfenggou.
When she got out of the car, Wang Qian had already taken off the disguise on her face. Fortunately, it was already night and not many people could see her face clearly, otherwise she might cause a commotion.
Now that there is a shortage of housing, Liu Yu can only give up his house to Wang Qian. As for himself, he just planned to squeeze in with the political commissar for a while.
After placing all the things, Jiang Fengchun returned to his dormitory, while Liu Yu hugged his clothes and bedding and took Wang Qian to Song Renqiong's residence.
When he walked to the door, he found that the oil lamp was still on inside. Liu Yu was not polite and pushed the door directly in.
In the house, Lao Song was smoking next to the oil lamp, looking both tired and anxious. When I saw Liu Yu come in, I was relieved at first, and then I saw him standing up with an angry face, pointing at Liu Yu and scolding him directly.
"Liu Yu! Are you a fucking commander? As the commander of a column, you take the lead in deserting. You are simply unorganized and undisciplined!"
Liu Yu didn't take it seriously, pointed at Wang Qian beside him, and curled his lips and said: "Why are you deserting? Didn't you see someone next to you? Isn't it because we are in a hurry and don't have time to inform you? I just received the news and went to pick her up. ”
Song Renqiong only discovered Wang Qian's existence at this time. Because it was night and he was mildly short-sighted, he didn't look at the people next to Liu Yuqing. He originally thought it was Jiang Fengchun who "missed" with Liu Yu.
Put on your glasses and take a look, Guaguai, she is still a beauty!
"Yo!" Lao Song quickly put away his fierce expression and asked with a smile, "Who is this?"
Liu Yu introduced: "Wang Qian, the future director of the Eighth Route Army and South Army Division Scientific Research Institute!"
"What?"
Political Commissar Song was stunned on the spot.
Liu Yu ignored him and instead introduced to Wang Qian: "This is Song Renqiong, the political commissar of the Southern Division and Independent Column of our Eighth Route Army."
Wang Qian nodded, then her eyes lit up and she asked, "He just said you were the commander of the column? How big an official is this?"
"It's equivalent to brigade commander."
Liu Yu shook his eyebrows at her proudly, and then said, "Don't worry about chatting. I'll go change my clothes first."
"Oh!" Wang Qian nodded obediently.
After Liu Yu left, Song Renqiong asked Wang Qian to sit down and poured her a glass of water very kindly.
Then he asked curiously: "Comrade Wang Qian, what is your relationship with Comrade Liu Yu?"
Wang Qian thought of what Uncle Quan said to her when they left in the afternoon, and combined with the lie Liu Yu told just now, she rolled her eyes and said, "I am his fiancée."
"Boom!"
"Ouch!"
As soon as Qian finished speaking, there was a dull crashing sound from the back room, followed by Liu Yu's scream.
"What's going on with you?" Song Renqiong asked towards the back room with a look of disgust.
Liu Yu's voice came from inside: "It's okay, just knock your head!"
It turned out that he happened to be changing his pants just now. When he heard Wang Qian's words, his center of gravity suddenly became unstable, and then he fell on the edge of the bed.
"Trouble!"
Song Renqiong complained, then turned around and looked at Wang Qian, wondering how much merit Liu Yu had accumulated in his previous life, how could he have such a fiancée?
Then, he asked: "Then where did Comrade Wang Qian work?"
Wang Qian replied: "Oh, I just graduated with a master's degree and haven't started working yet. I returned to China at the end of last year. I originally planned to stay at home for a while and then go to the UK to continue studying. But then the Anti-Japanese War broke out, so I stayed at home for more than a year. "
Song Renqiong was in awe: "So you are still an international student!"
What is most lacking in the army now is this kind of intellectual!
At this time, Liu Yu changed his clothes and walked out, wearing a straight military uniform and shiny black military boots seized from the Japanese.
Seeing Liu Yu's heroic appearance, Wang Qian couldn't help but her eyes lit up.
I have to say that Liu Yu’s appearance is still very good.
His face is not that handsome, it should be called heroic, with sharp edges and corners, and full of masculinity. Coupled with the military uniform and the strong figure, the whole person is quite visually lethal.
Seeing Liu Yu's appearance, Song Renqiong next to him showed disgust again: "You even put on your armed belt in the middle of the night. You can really pretend."
After spending a week with Liu Yu, the conversation between them was no longer as polite as when they first met.
It's hard to say what Liu Yu's other advantages are, but he has a kind of charm and can get along well with anyone.
"Isn't this just to give my future wife a good impression?"
While Liu Yu was speaking, he also looked at Wang Qian, biting the word "fiancee" very hard, with an expression that was half-smiling.
Wang Qian pursed her lips and snickered, then met Liu Yu's eyes openly.
In the end, it was Liu Yu who couldn't bear to look at her and diverted his attention.
Next to him, Lao Song saw the two of them flirting with each other and felt a little numb. He wondered if he could also find a chance to bring his wife to him.
I have been married for three years. In the past year or so, I have been too busy, so I haven’t seen each other very often. I miss you.
At this time Liu Yu said: "Old Song, my room has been given to Comrade Wang Qian, shall I squeeze in with you for the time being?"
Song Renqiong came back to his senses and said confusedly: "You two, don't you want to sleep together?"
Liu Yu suddenly had black lines on his face.
Wang Qian blushed and quickly replied: "Well, we haven't officially gotten married yet. I'm more conservative."
Song Renqiong nodded, seemingly reluctantly believing it.
Seeing this, Liu Yu quickly picked up Wang Qian and said: "Comrade Wang Qian, you are tired after a long journey. Go and have a good night's rest. I will introduce you to some of my other comrades tomorrow."
Auntie, please leave quickly. If you don’t leave, this gossipy old Song might start some topics!
Wang Qian was very smart and understood what Liu Yu meant, so she said goodbye obediently and went back to rest alone.
After Wang Qian left, Song Renqiong said to Liu Yu: "Now we can tell you, who is this girl?"
Liu Yu looked at Lao Song in surprise: "Did you see it?"
Song Renzong curled his lips: "You don't have to guess, okay? From the accent of this girl, she is obviously from the north. As for you, a Sichuanese, you joined the Red Army at the age of 16 and have stayed in the team all the time. Could it be that you ran there before?" Did you find a fiancée in the north? How old were you then?"
"As expected of a political commissar, you are indeed wise!" Liu Yu smiled and cupped his hands.
"Stop hitting me haha."
Song Renqiong laughed and cursed, then his face turned serious: "What is her origin, and is her identity clean? You kid, please keep your eyes bright, don't fall into the beauty trap!"
Liu Yu sat down where Wang Qian had been, picked up the cup on the table, took a sip and said, "Don't worry, she is indeed an international student who came back from the UK. I also looked at her diploma and degree certificate on the way. , should all be true. Besides, I’m the onion, the enemy doesn’t know who I am, why would they use such a beauty to trick me?”
Speaking of this, Liu Yu's face showed excitement again: "Old Song, this girl is a big treasure, no matter what, she has to stay. She has a double master's degree in aerodynamics and thermodynamics from the University of Cambridge in the UK! This Add the two disciplines together, do you know what this means? These two disciplines, the future is equal to jets and missiles!"
"What chicken?"
Song Renqiong asked with a question mark on his face: "What else is there? I've heard of the Cambridge University in England and these two subjects you mentioned. How come after finishing these two majors, can I be a cook in the future? Then this cook is too bad. Well, you need two master’s degrees to scramble an egg?”
Liu Yu's originally excited expression froze instantly, feeling that his intelligence was offended.
This is not to blame Song Renqiong. Although he is also an intellectual, he mainly studies military and political knowledge, and he has almost no understanding of this kind of science and engineering.
Liu Yu could only say helplessly: "I told you that you don't understand. You will know in the future. When there is a chance, I will dig a few people from the United States and let them study together. Let me tell you, they will eventually The research results are of immeasurable value and can even make no country in the world dare to bully China anymore!"
"Just blow it!"
"What am I bragging about? Look at it, it only took a few years!"
Seeing the determined look on his face, Song Renqiong was too lazy to argue: "Yes, yes, whatever you say is what it is. But having said that, Comrade Liu Yu, can you discuss something next time? If it doesn't work, let me know." For a moment. Your sudden disappearance made me anxious all day long!"
“It won’t be an example next time, it won’t be an example next time!”
Liu Yusan smiled, then thought of something again, and said seriously: "By the way, Old Song, I went to pick up people this time, and I also caught a Japanese translator. He said that he was a spy of the military commander and was lurking in Xiyang County. Of course, this is not the point. The point is that we pried out a piece of information from his mouth, saying that at 2 o'clock in the afternoon the day after tomorrow, the Japanese had a batch of supplies arriving in Xiyang County through the official road. They were all New Year's goods, and there were still 30,000 in the ocean!"
"oh?"
Song Renqiong's eyes lit up: "What's your opinion?"
"What else do you need to say? Why don't you vote for him? Aren't you worried about not having anything good to eat during the Chinese New Year?"
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