Wen Nuan washed her hair before Gu Qinghan came home and was sitting at the door to dry it.
Autumn has gradually arrived in the North City. The wind at night is colder than during the day. Wen Nuan wrapped herself in a coat and listened to the noises in the bathroom.
Gu Qinghan always took a shower much faster than her. When Wen Nuan was feeling a little cold and was about to go back to the room, he walked out slowly, wiping his hair with a towel.
He hadn't even had time to put on clothes for the upper body, and one could vaguely see wet drops of water on his muscular muscles, slowly sliding down.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but after drinking, Gu Qinghan’s movements were a little slow, but he didn’t seem to be drunk.
Wen Nuan watched him walk over, but the next second she heard the man ask in a hoarse voice: "Why are you looking at me?"
Wen Nuan raised her head and looked at the other person, then walked over, took his hand, quickly went back to the living room, and then gently closed the door.
She looked Gu Qinghan up and down before saying, "Aren't you cold? Why don't you put on clothes after taking a shower?! It's cold at night now, be careful not to catch a cold."
Wen Nuan had left some hot water for him, but Gu Qinghan didn't use it and continued to take a cold shower.
Last November, this guy was still taking cold showers, so Wen Nuan ignored him. But she didn't expect that he didn't even put on clothes after taking a shower. What if he caught a cold
I heard him say last night that he would go to Shenyang for another test flight after the Mid-Autumn Festival. This guy is still so careless!
Gu Qinghan stared at her with his deep dark eyes, his cheeks a little pink, and handed her the towel in his hand, saying, "Help me wipe my hair."
Wen Nuan looked at the towel that suddenly appeared in her hand. She had just bought him a new one last month. Thinking that the man would often wipe her hair, she followed him to the sofa.
Gu Qinghan sat upright on the only leather sofa, looking at Wen Nuan with deep eyes as she walked towards him.
Wen Nuan walked to his side and wiped his hair quickly. The man's hair was not long and a little hard, so after wiping it with the towel, there was basically no trace of water left.
Gu Qinghan smelled a fragrance, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Wen Nuan without blinking.
Wen Nuan had already put the towel on the chair, then took Gu Qinghan's enamel cup, poured him a cup of warm water, and handed it to him.
"Come, have a glass of warm water first."
Wen Nuan stood beside the sofa, only a head taller than Gu Qinghan. She met the man's eyes, but he didn't react at all. She called out uncertainly, "Qinghan?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Nuan's wrist was suddenly grabbed by the man. He exerted force on his hand, and Wen Nuan felt dizzy and fell directly onto the man's thighs.
However, most of the water in her cup had been spilled, and the water had spread across their clothes, and a small area of the step bricks on the ground was also wet.
Wen Nuan wanted to scold this man, but he had already buried his slightly wet head on her shoulder, and his strong arms tightly wrapped around her. He said in a hoarse voice, "Don't move, let me hold you."
Wen Nuan keenly noticed that the other person was a little different from usual. She could even smell alcohol, but it wasn't bad, so she quietly let him hug her for a while.
But Wen Nuan felt that the skin on his back was a little cold, so she couldn't help but ask, "Where are your clothes? Put them on first."
Although the man has a good figure, this weather is not the right time to show off his figure. Besides, she can never see him whenever she wants!
Thinking like this, Wen Nuan looked around to see where he put the clothes, but she didn't see it.
"I'm not cold." The man took her hand and put it to his lips, kissed her warm fingers, and smiled: "Your hands are not as cold as before."
Wen Nuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I've been taking Chinese medicine for several months, and I feel much better now."
As long as Gu Qinghan was at home, this man would always boil Chinese medicine for her. As far as she could remember, it seemed that he didn't drink it on the night of the first day of the new year.
The man said "Oh" softly, "That's good."
After saying that, Gu Qinghan twisted her hands behind her back with one hand, then pressed the back of her head with the other hand, holding her tightly.
Gu Qinghan narrowed his black eyes, which were as deep as a pool of water, and moved towards her, then lowered his head and grabbed her lips.
"Hmm..."
Wen Nuan was caught off guard and her mouth was sealed. She stared at the slightly drunk man with wide eyes.
The man's eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes fluttered like a small fan.
His kiss was overbearing and wanton, with a bit of unprecedented strength and a little rudeness. Wen Nuan was breathless from the kiss and struggled slightly, but the force on her wrist only tightened.
Gu Qinghan did not seem satisfied with this kind of kiss. As if he wanted to tear her apart and eat her into his stomach, he quickly released her wrists, then stood up while holding her in his arms and walked steadily towards the small room.
Wen Nuan knew that this man was drunk. This was something they did often, but now it made her heart beat faster and she felt dizzy.
The warm feeling was already lying flat on her soft body, and her arms climbed up to his shoulders, slowly responding to him.
…
Wen Nuan didn't know what time she fell asleep last night. When she woke up, she was on the kang in the big room. Lele had one leg raised up on the wall and the other on Gu Qinghan's belly. She was still sleeping soundly.
And it was the first time that she saw Gu Qinghan did not wake up before her.
The recent autumn weather in the north city is clear and dry. Even with the curtains drawn, the room is still brightly lit.
Wen Nuan turned sideways and looked at Gu Qinghan as he slept. The man's arms were placed on top of his head, and his sleeping posture was not like her and Lele, with their hands and feet placed randomly.
After the house was equipped with a kang, Lele's sleeping positions have become more diverse than before. He often sleeps on his left side and wakes up on the right side.
However, Gu Qinghan slept very properly, except when the weather was cold and he had to hold her to sleep, now that there was more space on the kang, he basically didn't move around.
Just like now, Gu Qinghan was motionless, his breathing was steady, and there was no snoring.
And his long eyelashes were clearer at this moment than last night.
Wen Nuan smiled and reached out to touch the tip of his nose, but the next second the man grabbed her hand. After a second's pause, he took her hand and kissed it gently.
"Awake?" Wen Nuan smiled and withdrew her hand.
The next second, I found a dark red mark on Gu Qinghan's neck...
Oh no, it seemed like she was a little excited last night. It was her masterpiece!
The blush on Gu Qinghan's face had disappeared. When he heard Wen Nuan's question, he reached out and took away Lele's little feet that were pressing on his stomach.
Then he turned sideways, hugged her in his arms, and said dully, "Yeah, you're awake."
"Were you drunk last night?"
"… "
Gu Qinghan paused for two seconds, his eyes fell on her warm and swollen lips, and then asked her: "Did I hurt you last night?"
"… "
This question is really difficult to answer.
Wen Nuan raised her eyes and smelled that he seemed to be a little drunk, so she changed the subject and asked him, "You are not going back to the flight team today, right?"
"Yeah." Gu Qinghan didn't look at her and added, "Today I have to accompany Commander Lu to visit the soldiers in the army. I don't have to go back to the flight team for the next two days."
After hearing what he said, Wen Nuan thought that tomorrow was the Mid-Autumn Festival and everyone would have a holiday. She just wondered if Gu Qinghan would be free to go with them to roast a whole lamb.
She also didn't know how many days Commander Lu would stay here, so Gu Qinghan might not be free.
Wen Nuan leaned towards him, thinking of the fighter model, and asked, "By the way, you said last night that Commander Lu wanted that model."
"Yes, Commander Lu did ask me." Gu Qinghan lowered his eyes, noticing that Wen Nuan seemed to be in trouble, and asked, "The model is gone?"
Wen Nuan embarrassedly told her about the fact that Commander Xu had asked her for the model last night, and finally said, "What should we do now? Should we give it to Commander Lu or Commander Xu?"
To be honest, both of them are Gu Qinghan's superiors, one is more senior than the other, and it would be difficult to offend either of them...
For the first time, Gu Qinghan showed a solemn expression, as if he couldn't make a decision.
Wen Nuan thought about it and said, "Since you made the model, why don't you make another one sometime and give one to each of them..."
Gu Qinghan smiled faintly, "If there are too many, it won't be rare anymore."
Wen Nuan nodded: "That's right."
Moreover, it took Gu Qinghan many nights to make the model. In the previous two months, their cooking class had been rehearsing in the kitchen, so Gu Qinghan took Lele with him. Wen Nuan didn't want to waste his time any longer.
But this thing is difficult for anyone to handle.
If I give it to Commander Lu, I might be accused of currying favor with my superiors, but if I give it to Commander Xu, I will offend Commander Lu...
It's too difficult to please both sides...
Gu Qinghan reached out and rubbed her head, then said, "Don't think too much. The division commander and Commander Lu are not the kind of petty people."
"Besides, Commander Lu asked me about you several times last night and seemed to admire you very much."
Wen Nuan was confused. She had never expected that she had attracted Commander Lu's attention. She asked him curiously, "What did Commander Lu ask me?"
Wen Nuan intuitively felt that Commander Lu was interested in her because of Gu Qinghan's previous plane crash, which had attracted great attention from the higher-ups.
Gu Qinghan stared at the roof with his eyes open, and after a while he said softly: "Nothing special, just asked about your family situation, how many people are in your family, and how old you are now."
The political review of a pilot’s marriage is much stricter than that of an ordinary soldier, and you can basically find out these things once you open their files.
Moreover, three generations of Wen Nuan's ancestors were all workers, and the family relationships were relatively simple. Moreover, several generations had been living in the Wen Family Ancestral Hall and had never moved, so their political review was specially approved that year.
So Gu Qinghan was just chatting with Commander Lu, after all, she also made contributions to the army.
Wen Nuan said "Oh", and then asked: "How old is Commander Lu? He looks much older than the division commander?"
Gu Qinghan then told Wen Nuan about Commander Lu.
Commander Lu's original name was Lu Mingfei. He is 62 years old this year. He once participated in the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea and shot down 230 enemy planes in the war. In the 1960s, even though he was already 50 years old, he still flew a fighter jet and won a huge victory in the Taiwan Strait Campaign. He is a famous hero.
Moreover, his two sons were also soldiers, but unfortunately, both of them died in the battle, and the white-headed man gave way to the black-headed man.
Wen Nuan felt a little depressed when listening to Gu Qinghan's words. The prosperity and peace in the future were all built with the blood of the heroes of the older generation.
We really need to cherish the hard-earned life.
Gu Qinghan noticed that Wen Nuan was a little depressed, so he rubbed her head and asked, "Are you hungry? I'll get up and make breakfast for you."
Wen Nuan shook her head and got up first: "No, you can take a rest today, I will do it."
Seeing his wife get up, Gu Qinghan couldn't lie down anymore, so he got up and helped her make breakfast.
I had just finished making breakfast when Lele woke up. He climbed down from the kang by himself and walked out with messy hair.
Wen Nuan saw that she hadn't put on her shoes yet, so she went back to her room to get her shoes, wrapped her up and put her on a chair, then put her shoes on: "The weather is getting colder, remember to wear shoes next time."
Lele smiled and pushed hard on her shoes, somewhat reluctant to put them on. However, Wen Nuan had already put them on for her and carried her back to the ground.
Wen Nuan helped her put on her shoes and then made her some milk. This time the little one was very well behaved and sat at the door of the house, drinking milk while watching the hens in the house pecking at things everywhere.
They made a simple bowl of egg and vegetable noodles today. Gu Qinghan brought out the noodles and sat down with Wen Nuan at the octagonal table to eat.
Halfway through eating, Lele, who had already finished all the milk, came back with an empty milk cup, "Mommy, give it to me."
Then she saw her parents eating noodles, and she pulled Gu Qinghan's arm again and said, "Dad, I want to eat."
Gu Qinghan touched her belly and then said, "Wait a moment, you just drank milk, Daddy has left a bowl for you."
“No!” Lele hugged his little arms and insisted on eating noodles.
After a while, the little girl saw that the two adults ignored her, so she reached out her hand to grab the bowl on the table.
Wen Nuan patted the back of her hand, then picked up Lele and walked towards the kitchen, cursing, "I've never seen a child as greedy as you!"
Lele saw Wen Nuan bring out her bowl of noodles and clapped her hands happily, "Eat noodles!"
Wen Nuan took a look at the boy's noodles and found that there were even fewer eggs in them than in hers. It seemed that Gu Qinghan gave all the eggs to her.
Lele sat on his high stool, holding a spoon, and said excitedly: "Dandan, I want to eat eggs!"
Gu Qinghan pushed her bowl in front of her and said, "There are eggs now. You can't eat your mother's anymore."
Lele laughed and said, "Eggs are delicious."
Then he started to eat the noodles clumsily. Later, Gu Qinghan couldn't bear it anymore and fed the little guy.
After breakfast, Gu Qinghan was about to go out. Wen Nuan stood by and watched him change his clothes. When she saw a red mark on his neck, she reminded him, "Well, why don't you wear an extra coat today?"
Gu Qinghan had a high body temperature. In a season when they were already wearing sweaters, he only wore one piece of clothing and took cold showers every night. He simply didn't take cooling down seriously.
Moreover, the weather has been nice and cool lately, and one would sweat after walking a few steps. Gu Qinghan had no plans to wear two pieces of clothing so soon.
Seeing that the man was unaware, Wen Nuan reminded him, "There is a mark on your neck."
"What mark?" Gu Qinghan subconsciously touched his neck.
Wen Nuan blushed and snorted unhappily: "It's all because of what you did last night. I didn't mean to do it!"
After saying that, he turned his head to look at Lele.
Gu Qinghan chuckled, buttoned the last button on his collar, then walked over and pinched his wife's cheek, saying with a smile: "Oh? So excited last night? It's okay, just think of it as a mosquito bite."
Wen Nuan slapped the other person's hand away and made a face at him: "You are the mosquito!"
Besides, where do the mosquitoes come from in North City at this time
Who would believe it!!
However, Gu Qinghan walked out of the door in high spirits, and even kissed Lele on the face before leaving.
*
Gu Qinghan went out.
Wen Nuan carried Lele on her back and went to the kitchen.
Those who attended the gala can have three consecutive days off. Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so they can roast a whole lamb.
So today Wen Nuan went over to discuss with everyone to see which place would be better for grilling, and they also had to prepare some side dishes to grill together, otherwise one black goat would not be enough.
After Wen Nuan arrived at the kitchen, Lao Zhong and the quartermaster had already brought the black goat back.
When everyone saw Wen Nuan coming over, they asked, "Comrade Wen Nuan, are we going to kill him now? Or wait until tomorrow?"
Wen Nuan looked at the goat, which was very fat and was now tied outside the chicken coop.
"Don't worry, we can kill them tomorrow morning. How about we have dinner together tonight?"
The quartermaster held a meeting with everyone last night. The comrades who performed on stage had a meal together, and the rest of the people who did not perform shared some of the additional 100 yuan of the first prize.
They kept thirty dollars to buy other meat and side dishes.
After all, there were nearly a hundred people in the kitchen team, and one black goat was not enough to share. Fortunately, everyone was sensible and had no objection to the quartermaster's arrangement.
After talking about the black goat, Wen Nuan went to the quartermaster's office.
The quartermaster saw her following him, and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he asked, "What's the matter? You're not going to ask us to divide the black goat equally, are you?"
Wen Nuan smiled and said, "Nothing, I just want to ask where the fighter model was placed last night?"
The quartermaster breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "Fortunately, if you had given me the mutton, I wouldn't have made it as delicious as yours."
Then the quartermaster asked, "That fighter model? It's probably still hanging on the ceiling of the auditorium. So, are you going to take it home?"
The quartermaster actually wanted to keep the model in his office, but he just hadn't had the time to get it yet.
"No." Wen Nuan pursed her lips and said, "Both the division commander and Commander Lu want it, so I want to take it back first and see who to give it to later."
"Ah?" The quartermaster was suddenly dumbfounded: "Both the division commander and Commander Lu want it?"
The quartermaster touched his chin and sighed: "I was thinking of putting it in my office!"
"Chief Steward, do you want it too?" This model had been placed in the chief steward's office before, and I didn't expect that everyone wanted it.
The quartermaster touched his wounded heart. In this air force, who doesn't have a dream of becoming a pilot flying into the blue sky
"Forget it, forget it. Can I still compete with the division commander and Commander Lu?"
Of course, he couldn't snatch it away, nor did he dare to snatch it away!
Wen Nuan also sighed: "I haven't decided who to give it to yet."
The teacher asked her for it.
But the model was made by Gu Qinghan, Commander Lu asked Gu Qinghan...
It’s too difficult, but let’s get the model back first.
When Wen Nuan, Lao Zhong, Xiao Zhu and the others arrived at the auditorium, they were mesmerized by the empty ceiling. Not to mention the airplane model, even the origami fighter jet that was placed aside yesterday was gone...
I asked the young soldiers who were tidying up the auditorium, and they all shook their heads, not knowing where those things had gone.
"What's going on?" Xiao Zhu looked at the direction where the model was hanging yesterday, a little bit unbelievable.
Old Zhong's temper flared up all of a sudden, and he yelled, "Who is this wicked person who took our things away?"
Xiao Zhu frowned: "This is terrible. How are we going to explain this to the commander?"
Old Zhong was more inclined to give the model to Commander Lu, and sighed, "It's hard to say about Commander Lu either."
Among them, only Wen Nuan didn't react at all. She even breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't know who to give it to before, but now it's okay.
No one needs to give.
When Gu Qinghan came back in the evening, Wen Nuan was feeding Lele an apple, so she told him that the fighter model was missing.
After hearing this, Gu Qinghan also frowned, hung up his military cap, and asked, "Who did it?"
"I don't know. Not to mention the model, even the origami airplanes used by Lele and other kids are gone. Maybe everyone just took them because they thought they were cute." Wen Nuan felt quite happy. After all, this meant that everyone liked their creativity.
And there is no need to offend the two big guys.
Gu Qinghan caught a glimpse of the warm smile and was a little amused: "You are hoping that the things will disappear."
Wen Nuan didn't expect that Gu Qinghan had guessed it, so she smiled and said, "It would offend anyone if I gave it to them. It's better to disappear now. I don't have to please anyone."
After hearing this, Gu Qinghan thought his wife's optimistic personality was good. "Yes, let him be. I will tell Commander Lu tomorrow."
Wen Nuan nodded: "Then I can report to Master Xu."
After Lele finished eating half an apple, he walked out of the yard and ran to Sister Guihua to help her peel peas.
Seeing Lele go out, Wen Nuan took Gu Qinghan's hand and looked at his neck, but fortunately the mark was not so obvious, and the stand-up collar of the military uniform also covered half of it.
Gu Qinghan knew what Wen Nuan was worried about, and smiled unconsciously: "Don't worry, I won't let anyone know."
Gu Qinghan didn't want anyone to know a word about the secret affairs between him and his wife.
This is the most private thing between him and Wen Nuan, belonging only to the two of them.
Wen Nuan angrily slapped his arm and pouted: "I'm not telling you that!"
"I want to remember your current body shape. Aren't you going to test fly again after the Mid-Autumn Festival? I feel like you get thinner every time you come back. I feel bad. Is the test flying job very hard?"
Gu Qinghan's flight test was even more tiring than his training in the army, but he had never told Wen Nuan about it. Now hearing his wife say this, his heart was warmed by her concern.
He unbuttoned the top button of his uniform, then put his arm around her waist and said with a smile, "It's not hard, don't worry. It's just that the food there isn't as good, but compared to other soldiers, I'm doing pretty well."
"By the way, do you have anything to eat? I had steak at Lao Su's restaurant at noon, but that wasn't enough to fill me up, and now I'm hungry."
"Yes, I made some steamed buns with milk flavor as snacks for Lele. Go wash your hands first, and I'll get you a few." Gu Qinghan did look a little hungry. She had never heard him say that he was hungry before, so he would give the food to her and the child first.
It seemed that he was really hungry. Wen Nuan felt sorry for him and quickened her pace.
*
After the art troupe lost the first place, Director Liao got very angry and took away 30 kilograms of pork without even talking about having a meal together on Mid-Autumn Festival.
Although Captain Liao felt that the second place was due to He Manqing's fault.
However, apart from Captain Liao who gave He Manqing the cold shoulder, no one else in the group dared to point fingers at her, and some even comforted her.
Because everyone knows that Commander Lu is her godfather.
Zhou Yun saw that Commander Liao had left, so she walked towards He Manqing and asked, "Manqing, Commander Lu has come to our unit, aren't you going to see him?"
He Manqing paused, lowered her eyes slightly, and smiled, "My uncle is not free now. Wait a little later, I will go and meet him."
Then she smiled again: "But I won't be able to make it for dinner. My grandfather still has to have dinner with Commander Xu and the others."
When everyone heard this, they immediately felt that He Manqing had become taller, and they gathered around her.
A female comrade said, "That's right. Commander Lu has to visit soldiers in the army today. How can he have time? He has to have dinner and a meeting in the evening."
"Isn't it because Manqing is Commander Lu's goddaughter that she can meet him? Look, we don't even have a chance to meet the commander alone."
He Manqing listened to everyone's words, and her vanity suddenly swelled up. She smiled and said, "Yes, my grandfather is really busy."
Zhou Yun looked at the sky outside, and then said, "It's getting dark now, Manqing, you should go meet Commander Lu as soon as possible."
He Manqing's mood instantly improved, and he said with a smile: "Okay, I'll go over first."
"Come here, Manqing, you have a cold, right? You can use my scarf first. It's a bit cold at night."
"I have a coat here, the color is very bright and festive, why don't you put on my coat..."
He Manqing listened to everyone's concern, and the depressed mood caused by Captain Liao's cold shoulder instantly disappeared.
Before going out, He Manqing tidied up her appearance. She hadn't seen Commander Lu for a long time. The last time they contacted was just a few words on the phone.
Now that he has finally come to North City, he should also think about seeing her.
When He Manqing arrived at the residence where Commander Lu was staying, there were several soldiers guarding the area. When they saw her approaching, they blocked her path with their guns and asked in a stern voice, "Who are you?"
He Manqing swallowed her saliva and said, "I am Commander Lu's goddaughter. My name is He Manqing. Comrade, please help pass the message on for me."
The two soldiers guarding the door looked at each other. They had never heard that Commander Lu had a granddaughter.
Seeing that they were undecided, He Manqing said, "Comrade, just inform them for me. I have something urgent to discuss with my uncle. Sorry for the trouble."
The comrade thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then you wait here for a while."
"Okay." He Manqing nodded obediently.
Not long after, a young man wearing glasses came out with the comrade who had just gone to pass the message.
Xiao Zhang looked He Manqing up and down and said politely, "Hello comrade, the commander is not free tonight, please go back."
He Manqing looked at this man who was only a few years older than her, frowned, and said in a bad tone: "Who are you? I want to find Commander Lu, have you let him know?"
He Manqing used to deal with Uncle Shun, who was Commander Lu’s personal assistant and an old comrade-in-arms who had followed Commander Lu for many years. She really didn’t know this Xiao Zhang now.
Besides, it was already dark, how could her godfather still not have time to see her
Xiao Zhang held his eyes and formally introduced himself: "Comrade, I am Commander Lu's accompanying assistant. You can just call me Xiao Zhang. I'm sorry that the commander can't see you tonight. You might as well go back first."
He Manqing said anxiously, "I really have something urgent to ask Grandpa Gan, can you help me pass on the message?"
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew over, and He Manqing, who already had a slight cold, sneezed immediately, and a lot of snot came out of her nose uncontrollably.
Seeing this, Xiao Zhang immediately stepped back a few steps and said, "Comrade, you are sick and cannot see the commander. Come back when you are well."
He Manqing was extremely embarrassed as she covered her nose. She couldn't find a handkerchief for a moment, so she could only cover it with her hands and said in a muffled voice, "I just want to see my uncle, you..."
Seeing her like this, Xiao Zhang felt a little disgusted, so he said, "Comrade, why don't you write a note? It's really not appropriate for you to see our commander in this situation."
Just kidding, if the disease is transmitted to the commander, he will be an accomplice.
Besides, Commander Lu really has something to do tonight...
It is very important to make it clear that if we don’t see you, we won’t see you.
Before Xiao Zhang went back, he reminded her: "By the way, just give the written note to the two comrades at the door."
After saying that, he went straight back into the corridor.
He Manqing had not expected this result. Thinking of the female comrades in the art troupe, they were all looking forward to her meeting Commander Lu.
She couldn't let these people know that she didn't see the commander tonight.
He Manqing looked inside without giving up, and finally found a secluded flower bed to sit down, planning to go back to the dormitory later.
It was just a cold night in the north city, and He Manqing didn't wear any thick clothes in order to look good.
After sitting for half an hour, it became increasingly cold and my nose was so blocked that I could hardly breathe.
Let’s go.
*
The next day is Mid-Autumn Festival.
Wen Nuan had a day off today and planned to go to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients for the black goat. But when she passed by the auditorium, she heard someone complaining—
"I heard that the fighter plane model used in the kitchen performance is missing. Hey, you think it would be nice to put it in the auditorium."
"This is too wicked. I also like that model and wanted to keep making paper airplanes for my children to play with. But when the kitchen staff went to the auditorium yesterday, there was nothing to be seen!"
"This thing isn't valuable, why would anyone steal it? Can't they just ask for it openly?"
"Go report it to the political commissar. I had planned to bring the kids here to see the fighter jet often, but now it's gone."
Assistant Xiao Zhang, who was walking along the main road of the family compound with Commander Lu, almost tripped over his own feet when he heard everyone talking.
He glanced at the people around him in panic, and when he saw that everyone had left, he whispered to Commander Lu, "Commander, do you think our theft of the model is going to be exposed?"
Commander Lu looked at him in surprise: "We have already asked Xiao Gu, how can this be considered stealing?"
At most, it's just the preemptive strike.
Xiao Zhang: “???”
It seems to make some sense.