Reborn in the 70s as a military doctor and meets a special soldier

At first Song's father and Song's mother felt sorry for Lu Jiu making such delicious dishes, but later they didn't care at all.

Because the dishes on this table are so delicious. The braised fish is neither dry nor dry nor salty nor bland. The hot and sourness is moderate and the saltiness is even. The stir-fried pork is fragrant and tender and chewy in the mouth. Even the green vegetables are tender and crispy. The heat is well controlled. Very subtle.

Even if the couple has seen the world, they have to be impressed by this table of dishes.

It wasn't until he was full of wine and food that Father Song found a gap to talk.

"Sichuan and Chongqing are indeed good cooks. Ajiu worked there for a few years and was assimilated into her cooking. The cooking is so good, it's amazing!"

"Dad, you are quite forward-looking." Song Wei sighed.

A few decades later, Sichuan and Chongqing will be known as the capital of gourmet food. I didn’t expect that the chefs from Sichuan and Chongqing would be so famous in the 1970s when delicacies were not widely spread in this traffic-blocked area.

Although Father Song didn't understand his daughter's words, he still answered her cooperatively: "Don't think I'm talking nonsense. I went to inspect the company not long ago and was lucky enough to eat a dish cooked by a Sichuan and Chongqing chef. The taste was amazing. The ultimate enjoyment is simply unforgettable. I thought that if I want to eat such delicious food in this life, I have to go to Sichuan and Chongqing to find this master. I didn’t expect that Ajiu’s cooking is so good, and he is not inferior to that master at all. Chef.”

"Why is the chef so awesome?" Song Wei was also aroused.

"She is also from a third-tier factory. Have you heard of Wanlin Factory? There is a chef there who is very good. The organization specially invited her to the capital to entertain foreign guests."

"Wanlin Factory?" Song Wei thought it sounded familiar, and it took her a while to remember that the couple she met in the department store seemed to be from Wanlin Factory.

Could it be them?

Uh... probably not? The couple seemed to be educated people and had nothing to do with being cooks or anything like that.

Song Wei couldn't help but shake her head: "I've heard of this factory, but I've never been to it."

Father Song smiled: "Of course you haven't been there, you are in Jinguancheng. But you may be in the Sichuan-Chongqing area and meet each other by chance in the future. If we really meet you, you will beg for nothing for me." Let’s try Chef Zhao’s cooking, you know?”

Song Wei couldn't laugh or cry: "I know, when did Comrade Song become so greedy?"

Song's mother agreed: "Ajiu's cooking is delicious enough. It's not enough for you to eat what your son-in-law cooks. You also have to think about the skills of chefs from Sichuan and Chongqing, so you are not afraid of Ajiu's sadness."

"You can't say that, Ajiu, you have to have confidence in yourself. In fact, after a serious comparison, I still think your food is more delicious, really."

Looking at Song's father's expression, Lu Jiu couldn't help but laugh.

Happy time always passes quickly. Unconsciously, the time has reached eight o'clock, and it is getting closer and closer to the time for roll call in the dormitory.

Even though the two elders were reluctant to let go of the two children, they had to let them pack their things and get ready to go.

Song Wei went upstairs and changed back into her military uniform. During this time, Song's mother couldn't help but help Lu Jiu, and took out two sets of changing underwear and vests from those large and small bags.

"I prepared these for you. In the company, you often have to train in the field, climb in the mud and so on. You should prepare these inner clothes, but don't wrong yourself."

Lu Jiu's mother passed away very early. Although there was no shortage of neighborhood aunts to take care of him since he was a child, Song's mother was the first to take care of him as her own child.

Something touched him inside.

"Don't be embarrassed, just accept it quickly. Although you can't take the food, you can always use dry clothes." As someone who has been through this, Father Song has a say.

Lu Jiu did not refuse and accepted Song Ma's kindness.

"Thank you, Mom."

"Thank you. Isn't it more valuable than these necklaces you gave me? We are all one family, so don't pay so much attention." Song's mother smiled and patted his hand.

After a while, Song Wei changed into her military uniform and came down neatly.

Compared with her casual clothes, she looked more beautiful in military uniform, and she looked more energetic and cheerful.

Song's father's eyes were full of admiration: "This military uniform is still flattering."

"No, our dad looks a lot more handsome because of this military uniform." Song Wei replied immediately.

"What is handsome? Don't always use these weird words to mock your dad. I'm complimenting you."

Father Song pinched her cheek lovingly: "Okay, you guys go back quickly, don't delay. When you get to the company, you have to listen to Ajiu and don't cause trouble to Ajiu, you know?"

"I know, your daughter is a top soldier, so she won't cause trouble to others. I'm usually the one who makes meritorious deeds for leaders."

"This kid is not humble at all."

The couple shook their heads helplessly.

"Ajiu, I'm leaving it to you, Awei."

"Don't worry, I will take good care of her." Lu Jiu solemnly said goodbye to the two of them before going to drive.

After a while, Liu Yu also came back carrying things. They were all carrying similar things to the children in the courtyard, and they were all a change of clothes.

There is no way, the parents are all relatively experienced in this industry and know what can and cannot be brought in the company.

After a while, the military vehicle left the compound and headed for the company.

The couple stood at the door for a long time, reluctant to go back.

"You said it would be great if our girls were not soldiers." Song's mother felt a little emotional. Sometimes she envied other people's children. They could see each other every day while working at work, and they could go shopping and watch movies together on weekends. How nice it was. .

Unlike my own children, I didn’t see them for five years once they went to the military academy. After graduation, they went directly to the junior college. In the past six years, they only saw each other once today. How can anyone give it up?

Father Song patted Mother Song on the shoulder: "My children are building the motherland and serving the people. We parents cannot hold them back. Moreover, it is an honor for the whole family to serve as a soldier. Do you know how many people envy our family Weiwei for her ability?" .”

Seeing the arrogance on Father Song's face, Mother Song smiled helplessly: "Others only see the beauty of our daughter, but they don't know how much suffering she has endured, and how many pillows I have wetted by crying for my daughter. Little girl It would be great to be a teacher, a writer, or an editor of a publishing house while wearing a beautiful little skirt comfortably. Or even if it is not possible, you can be a life-saving doctor in an ordinary hospital."

Song's mother shook her head helplessly as she spoke.

"Okay, if you really think so, you would have told your daughter face to face a long time ago. In fact, you also support your daughter in pursuing her dreams. In this case, don't think too much about it. My daughter is very good and she can adapt to everything. Let's go back. "

Song's father said as he put his arms around Song's mother and entered the room.

There were still large and small bags in the living room, all bought by Lu Jiu. The lively atmosphere was still there, but the person who provided it was no longer there.

Even though Dad Song was optimistic and used to farewells, he felt a little bit reluctant to leave when he saw this scene in the living room.

But his wife was already very sad, so of course he couldn't lower his momentum.