The New Year's Day and Spring Festival are particularly lively in the army. Although there is no holiday on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month to watch the lantern festival, many lanterns are hung in the division headquarters, making it look festive.
When Mi Yang was a child, he loved to go out to see lanterns, especially after it snowed. He would leave deep footprints on the snowy ground, and then pull his feet out. It was the most fun, listening to the creaking sound of stepping on the snow, and then looking up at the red lanterns hanging in a row. The festive atmosphere enveloped him, and he felt happy. Especially during festivals, the quartermaster would make more delicious dishes, and the canned food was also open for eating. Cheng Qing was usually afraid that the child would eat too much canned meat and not eat well, so he would only let Mi Yang taste it every time. Today was the best, there were canned braised pork, canned braised beef, canned crispy fish, and canned luncheon meat, and everything was available, so he could eat as much as he wanted!
Even if he only took a small bite of each, Mi Yang was very happy.
This is the bad thing about being a child: you have a bland taste, and the adults are very strict with you and you can't eat anything spicy.
Family members of each unit can attend the dinner together. Cheng Qing is a military wife and has good cooking skills. She went there in advance to help the people in the kitchen to make dumplings and glutinous rice balls for everyone. There are more soldiers from the north, so there are more dumplings. Cheng Qing's help can relieve the pressure on the quartermaster. He smiled and said, "Why don't you thank your sister-in-law from Captain Mi's family!"
A bunch of young boys gathered around her and thanked her repeatedly, "Thank you, sister-in-law!"
Cheng Qing smiled and waved her hands. When she first got married, she felt a little embarrassed to be a military wife. But now she is used to living in the army and treats them as family members. Everyone is very close to her.
Mi Yang followed Cheng Qing and walked around the cafeteria twice with his short legs. He then set his eyes on the cabinet containing canned food of the quartermaster. Without even calling him uncle, he tricked him into giving him a can and half a compressed biscuit, which he was now eating happily.
Cheng Qing was busy with his work, and he didn't stop him. The child became greedy after teething, so he just reminded him, "Yangyang, you can only taste it. You have to eat later."
Mi Yang agreed, and really put a small piece of canned meat in his mouth and put the rest away. He was very obedient.
The quartermaster also just got married this year, and he was at the age when he could see what his child liked. Seeing that Mi Yang was so well-behaved, he couldn't help but secretly give him a few more candies.
The other soldiers followed suit, coaxing Mi Yang by saying "Happy New Year" and happily stuffing candies into his pockets. Soon the child's pockets were stuffed full.
If the people from the command center hadn't come to look for him, the little hamster Mi Yang would have definitely stayed happily until dinner time.
When the guard of Political Commissar Bai's family found the kitchen team, his forehead was covered with sweat. When he saw Cheng Qing, he quickly saluted and said, "Sister-in-law, Luochuan ate something wrong and is making a fuss now. Please ask Mi Yang to come with me. He is a little out of control..."
Cheng Qing was startled, "What did you eat wrong?"
The guard hesitated for a long time before saying, "Our old man Bai left a glass of white wine on the table. Luochuan went out to make a snowman. He came in and said it was hot. He touched the glass and it was cold. He thought it was boiled water, so he drank it in one gulp."
Cheng Qing was a little dumbfounded, "So what's going on now?"
Guard: "It's nothing serious. I asked a doctor to come and check it out. There's only a little bit of liquid left in the cup. Luo Chuan vomited most of it. He said he had a stomachache now. I must ask Mi Yang to go check on him."
Cheng Qing thought about it for a moment and agreed, and then said to him: "If you can't come back in time at night, let Yangyang stay there. Anyway, his father will go there to make a report tomorrow, so we can pick him up then. You don't have to make two trips."
The guard looked delighted and quickly agreed, then hurried back with Mi Yang.
When Mi Yang heard him say that just now, he felt like he had forgotten something. It was not until he arrived at the door of Bai's small building and saw the big snowman in the yard that he suddenly remembered that he had said two days ago that he wanted a big snowman when it snowed. Even the snowman's nose was a dyed ping-pong ball that he had prepared in advance. He just mentioned it at the time, but he didn't expect that Young Master Bai would make it in one go as soon as it snowed.
Mi Yang also felt a little guilty and followed the guard inside, changing into his cartoon slippers at the entrance - there was nothing he could do, he came here too often, and the Bai family also had his share of these daily necessities, just like his family had the small towel that Bai Luochuan often used.
Mi Yang went all the way up to the second floor, and when he reached Xiaobai Luochuan's bedroom, he could still hear the child humming there.
"Mom, it hurts."
Luo Jiangjing got him a towel and wiped his forehead back and forth. She felt distressed, but the doctor had said it was no big deal. The child was still young and might not be able to tell whether he was hot or in pain. He whimpered and cried out in pain because his stomach was uncomfortable. Luo Jiangjing didn't dare to give him anything to eat and was so anxious that she was almost running around.
Young Master Xiaobai was still feeling aggrieved. When he looked up and saw Mi Yang, his aggrieved feeling reached its peak at that moment, and he blinked and tears fell from his eyes.
Luo Jiangjing was relieved to see Mi Yang coming, and waved him over: "Yangyang, Luo Chuan drank the wrong drink and his stomach is uncomfortable, you come to accompany him. I'll make some soup for you, Yangyang, do you want sweet or salty?"
Mi Yang glanced at Bai Luochuan and changed his words: "I want sweet soup, thank you Aunt Luo."
The humming sound on the bed was indeed a little quieter.
Luo Jiangjing went downstairs to cook soup. Mi Yang went over and climbed onto the bed to see Bai Luochuan. Little Master Bai was crying miserably. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand but couldn't stop the tears. His eyes were red and his long eyelashes were wet with tears. He looked very pitiful. He reached out to grab Mi Yang's little hand and choked up, "My stomach hurts."
Mi Yang reached out and touched him, and comforted him: "It won't hurt in a while."
Xiaobai Luochuan cried and hiccuped, "My stomach is hot, am I going to die?"
Mi Yang tightened his lips, holding back his laughter and coaxing him: "How is that possible? He won't die."
Xiaobai Luochuan sobbed: "I just told my mom that I want to leave all the toys to you..."
Mi Yang looked up at him.
The poor little guy lying on the bed said it seriously, as if solemnly entrusting his treasure: "I heard that you have to walk through a dark corridor alone, it's especially dark..." The person on the bed was still speaking aggrievedly, Mi Yang flicked his head, took off his shoes, got into his little quilt, patted his shoulder and coaxed him: "There is no dark corridor."
"What if there is?"
"Then I will hold your hand tightly, and you won't go."
Luo Jiangjing started educating his son very early. When he was in kindergarten, he had already tried to let him get in touch with some books that explored life and understood life and death. Little Bai Luochuan turned over and looked at Mi Yang. His little face was flushed, and the corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose were also red. He whispered, "Really?"
Mi Yang nodded: "Yeah."
Xiaobai Luochuan was no longer as worried as before. He curled up and held Mi Yang's hand in his arms, whispering, "I'm so sleepy."
Mi Yang: "Then take a nap, you'll be fine when you wake up."
Bai Luochuan added: "But I want to drink sweet soup."
Mi Yang promised him: "I will wake you up when Aunt Luo brings the soup."
Only then did Young Master Xiaobai fall asleep contentedly. He was really tired after tossing and turning for so long.
Mi Yang tilted his head and looked at him. Sometimes he would be distracted looking at little Bai Luochuan. Bai Luochuan's profile still had the childishness of a child, but his eyebrows, eyes and facial features were as delicate and beautiful as before. Several small movements and habits were the same as before. When looking at his profile, he felt that he was the same as before.
It's a very subtle feeling.
Mi Yang never thought that they could have such a good relationship.
At night, Mi Yang slept at the Bai family. Bai Luochuan drank some wine and slept soundly. Luo Jiangjing and his wife and Old Man Bai all came to see him. Everyone moved quietly. Luo Jiangjing felt sorry for Mi Yang and wanted him to get up and eat something, but her son hugged her arms tightly and whimpered as if he was about to cry when he moved. Mi Yang himself refused to get up. Luo Jiangjing had no choice but to feed Mi Yang half a bowl of sweet soup herself.
Mi Yang had eaten a lot in the cafeteria in the afternoon, and he was not hungry at this moment. Luo Jiangjing wanted to feed him fried rice, but he shook his head and refused: "Aunt Luo, I will sleep here tonight."
Luo Jiangjing nodded.
Mi Yang said a little embarrassedly: "Then I won't get up to brush my teeth."
Luo Jiangjing laughed, "Hey, I won't brush my teeth today. Aunt Luo specially approved it."
Mr. Bai came a little later. The old man felt particularly guilty because his grandson was feeling very uncomfortable and insisted on eating ice cream in the evening. The old man went to buy it himself without saying a word. He searched several places before he found some stock and brought it all back.
However, when he came back, the two little ones were already sleeping soundly in the bedroom. The old man stood at the door and watched them for a long time before he felt relieved.
After leaving the bedroom, Mr. Bai told the guards, "In the future, collect all the wine bottles and glasses in the house and put them in a high place. They are not allowed to be seen when Luo Chuan comes. Do you hear me?"
The guard was very happy, "Yes! Old Chief, I'll be happy if you tell Doctor Zhang this. He has been trying to persuade you for a long time, and he is very happy to hear that you have quit drinking!"
Mr. Bai wiped his face and said with a wry smile, "What can I do? I can't just lock my eldest grandson up in the attic!"
Young Master Xiaobai felt better the next day after a good night's sleep. He felt much better and enjoyed everything he ate.
He didn't have sweet soup last night, so when he woke up in the morning his stomach was growling with hunger, and he jumped up to the first floor to ask for something to eat.
Old Master Bai naturally doted on his grandson. He repeatedly asked for more breakfast and then held his eldest grandson in front of him and looked him up and down. He was relieved to see that everything was fine with him.
Luo Jiangjing was very careful and suddenly noticed that there was something wrong with Bai Luochuan's shoes: "Luochuan, are you wearing two left shoes?"
Bai Luochuan looked down and saw that he and Mi Yang had the same shoes. He didn't notice anything wrong when he wore the wrong shoes. After Luo Jiangjing told him to do so, he swapped the two shoes.
Luo Jiangjing: "No, they are all for the left foot. Did you wear Yangyang's shoes?"
Bai Luochuan looked down and felt that it was correct.
Another child who was forced to wear shoes on both right feet was walking downstairs slowly. As soon as he reached the restaurant on the first floor, he heard the adults in his family laughing kindly. Luo Jiangjing smiled and said, "Look, I told you, they must be wearing the wrong shoes!"
Mr. Bai stroked his beard and smiled, still praising: "Yangyang's outfit is worthy of being taught by Luochuan!"
Mi Yang: “…”
Adjutant Mi felt bitter, but he didn't say it.
The author has something to say: It’s my birthday today, so I’ll post the second chapter for everyone to see~^口^
I am 18 years old again. I hope I can keep writing and write more and better stories for everyone to read~
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