Military marriage, the last big man married the soldier king, the stronger the stronger

Sister Ai reached into the cupboard and took out two more bowls and two pairs of chopsticks. She stacked the three bowls together and muttered as she took them. "Really? He was only asked to invite the head of the division, but he invited the other two as well?"

It’s not that she is stingy and doesn’t want to spend money on food, but these things were bought by Secretary Jiang. Old Liu took the initiative to invite outsiders, and Secretary Jiang might be unhappy.

Besides, Secretary Jiang is going to give Captain Si a surprise tonight. Do you think Secretary Jiang will feel a little embarrassed when so many people come?

Ai Qiuzao picked up her bowl and chopsticks and was about to go out when she saw her husband walk in. "Why are you coming in if you're not accompanying them?"

"Why are you so slow in taking the dishes?"

"You have to pick and choose. Our bowls are not neat. Some are chipped, and some are scratched. Put the chipped one on the table for you to use later. These three good ones are for the guests."

"Okay, got it."

The two of them left the house together.

"Political Commissar, sister-in-law."

"Oh, look at my poor memory. I forgot to put the dishes and chopsticks on the table." Ai Qiuzao put the dishes and chopsticks he had taken on the table, and did not forget to wink at Political Commissar Liu.

Political Commissar Liu tactfully placed the bowl with the hole on the table in front of himself, then helped distribute the bowls and chopsticks, handed the top bowl to Si Lu, and then gave the remaining two bowls to Song Zhe and First Mate Jiang.

Song Zhe took the bowl and chopsticks and said a little embarrassedly: "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry to trouble you."

He was not stupid. He could see that Ai Zaohua did not expect that he and First Mate Jiang would be there at that time, so she had not planned to call them.

If the political commissar hadn't held them back and refused to let them go, he definitely wouldn't have had the audacity to follow them.

"What's the trouble? The food here is more than enough for you. It's rare for you guys to get together, so enjoy your meal tonight."

Political Commissar Liu was particularly happy. He felt that his wife's status had been raised. She was very good at speaking and had earned him a lot of face.

Although this table of food must have cost a lot of money, there are few such opportunities throughout the year. Political Commissar Liu was happy and didn't think about money anymore.

"Thank you, sister-in-law." First Mate Jiang looked at the table full of delicious dishes with his mouth grinning from ear to ear. His hometown was poor, and most of his allowance had to be sent back home. The meals in the army were from a big pot, and they were not as delicious as the meals cooked at home.

Not to mention a table full of delicious food and wine.

People in the family compound say that the political commissar’s wife is stingy, but that’s nonsense. How can she be so stingy?

"Sister-in-law, let's eat together."

"Yes, let's eat together."

"Hey, you guys eat, don't worry about me. You guys drink, I just..." Sister Ai originally wanted to go to the cabin to talk to Jiang Yiyi. Things have changed, and the presence of two more people should not affect her plan.

Who knew that at this moment, the door of the courtyard was suddenly pushed open, and a woman ran in in a panic, and shouted as soon as she entered the room, "Sister-in-law, are you home?"

"Are you there? Aihua, what happened?"

When Li Aihua saw that there was someone in the room, she quickly lowered her voice and said something in Sister Ai's ear.

"Oh, what do I think? Look at you, you are so anxious. I will go with you to take a look now."

Ai Qiuzao completely forgot what he wanted to say to Jiang Yiyi. He said something to Political Commissar Liu and went out with Li Aihua.

The four men sat together, clinking glasses and eating happily.

Everyone started eating and praised Sister Ai's cooking skills, but the atmosphere was not too warm. There was no one to toast as expected, with red-faced people and thick-necked necks, or people reminiscing about the past.

There is a rift between Si Lu and Song Zhe, which anyone with a discerning eye can see. However, in their daily work, both of them still clearly distinguish between public and private matters. However, some things cannot be resolved by simply distinguishing between public and private matters.

Jiang Yiyi lay in the small room, waiting for Sister Ai to call her.

Men eat and drink for a long time, so she was prepared. Fortunately, this medicine takes effect slowly, so she didn't have to worry about making a fool of herself in front of others.

Jiang Yiyi felt more and more sleepy and yawned.

She was too tired and had to do so much work. In order not to ruin her image and to facilitate administering the drugs, she took the initiative to help Sister Ai with things like washing vegetables and passing tools.

She hadn't done so much work in the past twenty years, and because she was too nervous, she kept thinking about the entire "crime" process in her mind, and she didn't rest well in recent days.

I was tired and sleepy. The lights were off in the hut, so it was a little dark, but also quite warm.

Feeling sleepy, Jiang Yiyi tried hard to keep herself awake, but soon she fell asleep.

I can't control it at all.

At this time, the atmosphere at the table became lively. Si Lu felt a little hot and took off his military uniform.

He was wearing a shirt and a sweater vest, which softened his sharp edge and made him look like a gentle gentleman.

When Political Commissar Liu saw it, he couldn't help but jokingly asked, "Is this the waistcoat your fiancée knitted for you?"

"Yeah, how's it going? Is your craft good?"

Song Zhe saw this and several thoughts flashed through his mind. Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Captain, what does your fiancée do? Why haven't you mentioned it before?"

A dark light flashed in Si Lu's eyes. He rolled up his shirt sleeves slowly and said naturally, "She is an educated youth, young, and still in the countryside!"

Song Zhe's head buzzed. He was now certain that the fiancée Si Lu was talking about was Jiang Yan.

"You have already got a fiancée without making any noise. I wonder how many nurses, female doctors, and actors in the military hospital will be crying in secret."

"Hey, don't say that. I've never provoked anyone before! I can't control one-sided things."

Political Commissar Liu laughed. "Look at how cowardly you are. You have finally come to this day. I am curious about what kind of person your sister-in-law is. How could she tame a lone wolf like you?"

The food in Song Zhe's mouth was spicy and sour, and the tip of his tongue was numb.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Anyway, I've already filed a marriage report. When she joins the army, you'll all be able to see her." Si Lu picked up the wine and looked at Song Zhe meaningfully. "Drink."

Several people raised their glasses and said, "Congratulations to you first."

As the wine entered his heart, Song Zhe's breathing became rapid and his throat felt dry and hot. Normally he could drink a lot, but today he felt drunk after just a few drinks.

At this moment, Sister Ai hurried back home and shouted as soon as she entered the door, "Hurry, Captain Pi's wife fell down, there is blood all over the floor, help her and send her to the hospital."

When the four of them heard this, they quickly stood up!

Captain Pi is from the third battalion and has not returned from a mission. His wife is pregnant and has to take care of two children alone, so she can't be without someone around at this moment.

Human life is at stake. If a pregnant woman falls, there might be two deaths.

"Let's go, hurry over there."

Several people stood up and rushed out. Song Zhe was quick to grab Si Lu's coat and said, "Captain, your clothes."

The few people were walking so fast that they didn't even notice the mate Jiang who was staggering behind them, unable to stand...