Lin Dingding glanced at him, opened the lunch box and looked happy: "Where did you get this...?"
Xiao Suizi was very curious when he saw her beaming look. He turned his face to that side and saw five or six lotus root boxes lying in the lunch box. The outside was wrapped in batter and fried to a golden color, with vaguely visible meat fillings inside. , just looking at it makes people’s index fingers twitch and their mouths water.
She was also surprised where Liu Feng got this thing.
"Aren't we making dumplings tonight? There was a little stuffing left at the end. Lin Yue cut two pieces of lotus root, wrapped them in some batter, and fried them with the oil residue from the cooking. They were originally given to the political commissar to entertain the brothers. It was for a guest, but he had something to do and couldn't come. I happened to be passing by in the corridor, and the political commissar gave me half."
"Oh." Xiao Suizi said, "It turns out it was the political commissar who rewarded you."
Liu Feng smiled and said, "Would you like to come too?"
Xiao Suizi looked at Lin Dingding, who was holding a lunch box with gleaming eyes. She was embarrassed to ask for it, so she tapped her lunch box with chopsticks: "I'll just eat the dumplings."
Liu Feng nodded and did not persuade her anymore. He took out the Movado watch and handed it to Lin Dingding: "Here, the watch you asked me to take to Beijing for repair has been repaired."
Xiao Suizi glanced at Chen Can on the table in front of her, then picked up the dumplings that Lin Dingding disliked: "Don't waste it if you don't want to eat it. I'll bring it to the band members."
After speaking, he walked to the front and pushed the bowl in front of Chen Can: "Don't you always say there's not enough food? I've eaten everything I gave you, and there's nothing left."
At this time, Hao Shuwen came over with a bottle of Shanxi mature vinegar, glanced at the couple who understood each other, smiled and sat down next to Liu Feng. She was about to ask him and Zhuoma if they wanted some, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of the lotus root box in the lunch box. , while Lin Dingding was focusing on her watch, she stabbed it down with her chopsticks, picked up the largest piece and put it into her lunch box.
"Okay, Lin Dingding, you can actually eat alone."
"Hao Shuwen!"
She quickly grabbed the lunch box and stared at the dormitory leader with an indignant look: "Liu Feng gave this to me."
Hao Shuwen took a bite of the lotus root box she grabbed. The batter was fried just right, crispy and crispy. If the heat was too low, the dough would be soft, and if the heat was too high, it would be burnt. The meat filling inside was fragrant and glutinous, not greasy at all: " Mmm, it’s delicious.”
After speaking, he looked at Liu Feng: "Where did it come from? Are there any more? You Lei*, don't think about Ding Ding all the time. Give me a few."
"Still want to eat?"
"Yes I do."
Hao Shuwen glanced at Lin Dingding. This female art soldier from Shanghai was guarding her lunch box tightly. Her eyes seemed to say, is it easy to travel from the eastern coast to the southwest of the motherland to eat something from her hometown?
"Then you go to the kitchen and take a look. If Lin Yue is still here, maybe I can help you fry a few."
Everyone in the Quanwen Work Troupe knew that Hao Shuwen had a big face, and even the squad leader had to give her some respect. The people in the cooking class also followed her and fawned over her. It was commonplace to open a small stove or something.
"Did he do this?"
"Yes, after you made the dumplings and left, he fried some more vegetables."
The lotus root box was made by the female soldiers after making dumplings and leaving the kitchen, so she and Lin Dingding only knew about Lin Yue's beating. They did not see him kicking away the cooking squad leader Wang Lingzhi and making four dishes and one soup to the political commissar. There is a scene of entertaining visitors from friendly forces there.
Hao Shuwen said: "I thought Wang Lingzhi would exclude him because of what happened in the afternoon. It seems that those little eyes are quite generous."
Liu Feng shook his head: "It was the Chief Secretary's idea."
"quartermaster?"
The two female soldiers were stunned, and even Zhuoma next to him looked at Liu Feng with a puzzled expression. He couldn't understand what this operation was. Lin Yue had done such a bad thing, and he was still reused?
"Hey, I heard from Chen Can that Sun Tao from the cooking class had two ribs broken by being kicked and was transferred to the military hospital. The political commissar has called Lin Yue to the office and said he would be punished." Xiao Suizi returned to her room He sat down, half of his face was written with sweetness, and the other half was written with gossip.
…
The female art soldier didn't know why the division chief did this, but Lin Yue knew.
Although the chief executive has a lot of power, he is in charge of food, clothing, equipment and materials, and money, but the focus of his work is still on the leadership of the cooking class. There is a problem with eating from a big pot. If you don’t spend your own money, you don’t feel bad. The Chief of Staff is in charge of money, and in this regard, he naturally has the idea of being careful and using good steel on the blade. As a fellow villager of Wu Tong, the deputy squad leader, Han Dazhi can wash a pot for twenty minutes. You can imagine the business results of the cooking class. How bad it is, now that there is a thorny guy who can't deal with the deputy squad leader's group, can fight against three people without getting hurt, and is very proficient in kitchen matters, then naturally he has to use it and give Wang a good beating. Ling Zhi, Wu Tong and others.
"Do you have anything else to say?"
The political commissar sat behind his desk and looked at him seriously.
Lin Yue said: "No."
"This is the military, a place that emphasizes discipline and principles. If you don't unite your comrades, you should improve your professional level and fight bravely all day long. Did you know that Sun Tao has been transferred to the military hospital? The doctor said that he has two broken ribs. I need to rest for at least two months.”
"I accept the punishment."
"Is it enough to accept punishment?"
"..."
Seeing that he didn't speak, the political commissar looked him up and down several times: "Why don't you speak? How arrogant were you during the fight?"
Lin Yue said: "Who let them bully me?"
"How can I use such a heavy blow to bully you? Fortunately, it's just a broken bone. What if I beat someone to death?"
"Kill to pay for your life and pay for your debts."
"The bones are quite strong." The political commissar walked behind the desk with his hands behind his back for a moment: "Go back and write a review and hand it in tomorrow. Remember, it must be profound and comprehensive."
"yes."
"Also, starting from today, you will be responsible for Sun Tao's work in the cooking class until he is discharged from the hospital."
"no problem."
"Okay, go back and reflect on your mistakes."
Lin Yue gave a military salute and turned to leave the office.
He was not surprised at all by the political commissar's lenient sentence. Everyone in the Quanwen Industrial Corps knew how badly he had been bullied in the past. Liu Feng was a bastard. He only wanted to help others subjectively. He was ostracized because of his personality. , you can only get a little recognition through flattery, and it is impossible for the political commissar not to know about this.
Yes, he beat someone to the hospital, but it was Han Dazhi, Fu Zhuoran and Sun Tao who struck first. If they hadn't snatched the chocolate, the two sides wouldn't have fought, and they would have beaten each other like a bear. In this way, it would be embarrassing to tell him, and as the one who was excluded, others would only say good things when they heard his story, saying that this was the result of pushing an honest person to a point of panic. The political commissar must consider it before punishing him. If the punishment is too harsh, If it is serious, will it cause an emotional backlash among grassroots soldiers?
Besides, as a soldier, being bloody is one of the necessary qualities. Soldiers in the army come from all over the world, with different diets, cultures, and living habits. How can there be no friction and conflict? However, it is not a principled error.
And the chief of staff saw his strengths, he was good at fighting and cooking and he was delicious, so it was impossible not to put in a good word for him with the political commissar.
Shortly after Lin Yue left, the chief of staff came to the political commissar's office.
"Where are the people?"
"I sent him back."
"There's no heavy punishment, right?"
"No, but..."
The chief of staff knew what he wanted to say. The boy had changed a lot from before: "Don't worry, I will pay careful attention to his situation."
…
Lin Yue returned to the cooking class and happened to meet Liu Feng coming out of the cafeteria with the breeder He Dachao. When he saw him, he hurried up to meet him: "Did the political commissar want to talk to you?"
"right."
"What did he say?"
Lin Yue knew what he was worried about: "Write an examination carefully and ask me to do Sun Tao's work before he is discharged from the hospital."
When Liu Feng heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and had a smile on his face: "Would you like me to write it for you?"
Soldiers in the 1970s generally had a low level of education. Lin Yue dropped out of school before finishing primary school, and then signed up to join the army and join the art troupe. Liu Feng's level of education was much higher, having graduated from junior high school... Of course, for some reasons, Graduating from junior high school is a matter of fact.
Lin Yue said: "No need."
"Really no need?"
"Of course." Lin Yuexin said it was a joke. In terms of cultural level, the entire art troupe combined might not be as high as him: "By the way, let's see what happened when you ran out in a hurry."
Liu Feng glanced at He Dachao, who was impatient and embarrassed to urge him: "The pig ran away, and Dachao called me to help catch it."
"Where did you go?"
"He said he ran into the street."
"Let's go, I'll go with you."
"You're not going to eat?"
He was afraid that Lin Yue would waste time looking for pigs and would have no dumplings to eat when he came back.
"I'm a cook, and you're actually worried that I'll be hungry."
Liu Feng was right when he thought about it. In the past, he might have been hungry, but after the afternoon drama, the situation would definitely change.
"good."
Without saying much, the two of them followed He Dachao and ran out.
At this time, Lin Yue remembered that he had not confirmed the mission content yet.
