The young commander's little petite girl got mad at 70

Feng Dongyang has already gone to the provincial capital in advance.

When Lu Qingye arrived, Feng Dongyang was lurking at the entrance of an alley, holding a steamed bun given by an old lady in his hand, squatting there and chewing it.

He walked over, kicked Feng Dongyang's shoes, and said in a deep voice, "Where is the person?"

Feng Dongyang raised his head immediately when he heard the voice, and was so excited that he almost cried.

"Director, you are finally here. If you don't come, I will starve to death. You don't know how miserable my day has been. My wallet was stolen just after I came out of the guest house..."

"No nonsense."

Lu Qingye frowned in disgust, and Feng Dongyang immediately reported his work seriously.

"Didn't we let that kid Zhang Dong go on purpose before? That kid took someone else's car and went all the way to the provincial capital. He went to several places in a row, followed him into the small courtyard in front, and never came out again."

"Are you sure you didn't come out? Have you gone to the back door to see it?" Lu Qingye asked, causing Feng Dongyang's forehead to be covered in cold sweat.

"And... there's a back door?"

Feng Dongyang looked stupid.

The answer was revealed without saying a word.

Lu Qingye looked at the yard, turned around and walked out of the alley. Feng Dongyang saw this and hurriedly followed. He knew he had made a mistake and did not dare to say anything nonsense.

Lu Qingye entered from the alley at the back, glanced at the one-meter-high courtyard wall, and turned over directly to go in.

Feng Dongyang followed closely behind.

The two entered the yard and found that the backyard was just a small alley with piles of junk and a toilet at the other end.

Lu Qingye walked around from the other side to the front window.

The yard in front is neither small nor big, and there is an abandoned vegetable patch.

Lu Qingye listened to the movement in the room, stood up and looked inside.

There is an earthen kang in the house and nothing else.

The broken Kang mat could not even cover the earthen Kang, and a thick layer of soil fell on it. It was obvious that no one had lived here for a long time.

Lu Qingye looked back at Feng Dongyang, who scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Director, I didn't know they ran away." This matter was caused by his poor handling and was fooled by others.

"Walk."

Lu Qingye went back to the backyard and climbed out from the wall. Seeing his expressionless face, Feng Dongyang followed him obediently, not daring to ask or say anything. He was as cowardly as a stupid dog that stole a morsel of dry food from its master.

The two came to the guest house.

Just as Zheng Dongyang was about to sit on the chair, he was kicked by Lu Qingye: "Go and clean up."

"Aren't we going back?"

Zheng Dongyang asked stupidly.

Lu Qingye: "You still have the nerve to go back if you don't catch someone?"

"But……"

Lu Qingye looked over with a sharp look, and Zheng Dongyang immediately closed his mouth and went out to find a bathhouse to take a bath. He went out and ran back, looked at Lu Qingye, and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Director, I don't have a water ticket."

Lu Qingye wanted to take the ticket from his pocket, but put his hand on the edge of his pocket and put it down again.

"Then don't wash it."

Zheng Dongyang: "..."

Should I let him wash it or not?

"Forget it, wash your hands and come over for dinner."

"I'm going to wash my hands."

When Lu Qingye got here, he went to the guest house and went there after receiving the address Zheng Dongyang left. I didn't expect Zheng Dongyang to be so stupid. He lost his person and his things.

I opened a guest house, but I haven't stayed there for even one night.

He looks like a big enemy.

Zheng Dongyang was shocked when he saw that what Lu Qingye brought out was actually a thousand-layer cake made of white flour.

"Director, where did you buy this from?" Zheng Dongyang was about to starve to death, so he grabbed the Thousand Layer Pancake and took a big bite.

He took two bites and found that there was even sugar in it.

This is too delicious!

Zheng Dongyang said excitedly: "I have never eaten such delicious cakes in my whole life. Director, please tell me where to buy these, and I will buy some too."

"I can't buy it, your sister-in-law made it."

"Did my sister-in-law do it?"

Zheng Dongyang's eyes were a bit strange. No one in his army knew that the wife of their section chief was a lazy woman.

Just like this, is it delicious and too lazy to cook?

He is willing to support this skill alone, as long as he is willing to cook a meal every day.

He is not demanding at all.

pity……

This is sister-in-law.

Zheng Dongyang was sour.

Lu Qingye also took out a can bottle, which contained the cucumber and pickles that Meng Wantang had temporarily told him, which would last for several days.

"Director, what is this?"

"Don't eat too much of the pickles your sister-in-law specially made for me." Lu Qingye reminded stingyly.

Zheng Dongyang took a bite with chopsticks, and his eyes suddenly widened: "Is this a pickle?"

"Otherwise, what is it? Your sister-in-law said that the temporary cooking was not very delicious. She picked all the cucumbers in the past few days and made them into pickles. She said that I can eat them when I get back."

Zheng Dongyang swallowed: "Director, can I exchange a pound of meat with you for a can?"

This cucumber pickle is full of oil and is really delicious.

Zheng Dongyang felt that this thing could extend his life at critical moments.

"Say more."

After dinner, Lu Qingye took Zheng Dongyang to the local armed forces. They had comrades working here.

Seeing an old acquaintance, Zheng Dongyang suddenly came to life.

Someone asked him quietly: "Is our leader divorced?"

"What's the point of divorce?" Zheng Dongyang sat down on a chair, "Don't make trouble, I'm telling you."

"How can you ask me to do this? You haven't seen what our sister-in-law looks like. To be honest, she is the beauty of the art troupe. Compared with our sister-in-law, she is in the sky and on the earth." Zheng Dongyang thought about what he saw when he saw her. Meng Wantang was shocked at the first sight.

Sun Yonggang didn't believe it: "Real or false?"

"I saw it with my own eyes, can it be fake? Besides, my sister-in-law's craftsmanship is superb, and the food she makes is delicious." Zheng Dongyang thought about the taste of the cake and felt hungry again.

Sun Yonggang: "Is it that exaggerated?"

"Don't think I don't know. You want to introduce your sister-in-law to our group leader. Your sister-in-law looks like she is at the same level as the beauty of the art troupe. Compared with your sister-in-law, she is far behind. I advise you not to do this. Mouth." Zheng Dongyang is stupid, but not stupid.

He also patted Sun Yonggang on the shoulder: "It's not that my brother is rude, your sister-in-law will only be humiliating herself if she compares her looks with her."

Sun Yonggang: "..."

Lu Qingye came out of the office and called Zheng Dongyang: "Let's go."

……

"Mom, aren't you going to the health clinic today?"

Gou Sheng knew that his father was gone, and felt a little uneasy.

He was worried that as soon as his father left, she would change back.

"I'm not going today. I'll take you to pick cucumbers."

Meng Wantang plans to make more cucumber pickles so that she can have some every morning.

Gou Sheng had eaten a sugar cookie in the morning, and now he was following Meng Wantang like a little follower and asked her.

"Make that cucumber pickle from the morning?"

"Correct."

Gou Sheng immediately put away his cute and pitiful expression, turned around and made a gesture with Gou Sheng.

"Come on, let's pick more cucumbers." Meng Wantang called her children back because they didn't know the way, "You guys lead the way."

Arriving at the door of Miao Yinhua's house.

Meng Wantang shouted: "Sister-in-law, let me borrow your cart."

"Wait a minute, I'll push it out for you."

"Row."

Miao Yinhua pushed the car out, looked at the three children following her, and asked curiously.

"What are you going for?"

"Go to the vegetable patch and pick some cucumbers."

"Isn't your vegetable patch planted by your old lady? Where are you going to pick cucumbers? Why don't you just eat ours?"

Meng Wantang: "No, I picked the cucumbers from that field."

She always wanted to earn back the two yuan that Lu Qingye gave her.