Lu Cheng: “…Yes.” There was really no way to communicate with him, so he could only answer with one word.
However, the little kid who didn't understand the perfunctory answer thought he was very smart because he guessed it right. So he continued, "Dad, do you want to know what fried pumpkin with salted egg yolk and noodles with peanut butter taste like?"
Lu Cheng really wanted to know: "Tell me."
Lu Haici grinned: "Of course it's the most delicious taste."
Lu Cheng: “…” I feel like I’ve been raped.
So, Lu Cheng, who didn't want to listen to his son's nonsense anymore, quickened his pace and Lu Haici followed proudly. However, his short legs had to run several steps for every step his father's long legs took. So, before they had walked for long, the little boy was exhausted and wheezed.
Hearing his son's footsteps getting farther and farther away, Lu Cheng was very happy. Who told him to be so proud? He should be taught a lesson. But Lu Cheng was proud for a short while before he heard a thump. Lu Cheng stopped and turned around. The kid behind him had already fallen.
Lu Cheng looked at it, a little confused.
It was of course painful to fall to the ground. Lu Haici's eyes immediately blistered, but he did not cry out. He raised his head and saw his father standing in front of him looking at him. He gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, but now he could not run because his legs were hurt. He limped forward, tears already flowing silently.
Seeing this, Lu Cheng took a step forward, picked up the kid, and let him sit on his shoulders like when he was a child: "Are you hurt from the fall?"
Lu Haici held his father's head and said firmly and stubbornly, "It doesn't hurt." If his voice wasn't filled with tears.
Lu Cheng: "As a man, a little pain doesn't matter to me."
"It doesn't hurt." Lu Haici's crying tone became heavier, and his voice became heavier as well.
Lu Cheng: "...Yes, you don't feel any pain."
"It just doesn't hurt." Lu Haici was about to break down and cry.
In order to prevent him from crying, Lu Cheng chose to remain silent. He felt that if he made the child cry, he would be the one who would suffer.
Lin Qingqing was also waiting at the gate of the yard. When she saw the father and son coming back, she went back to the kitchen, poured the prepared peanut butter into the noodles, and then stirred it with chopsticks to make the peanut butter more uniform.
The noodles were a little cold, but peanut butter noodles are supposed to be delicious when they are cold, because hot noodles would reduce the taste of the peanut butter.
After Lin Qingqing finished mixing the noodles, the father and son arrived at the kitchen door. As usual, they did not squeeze into the kitchen. After all, the kitchen was really small.
"Eating peanut butter noodles, Lu Cheng, are you allergic to peanut butter?" Lin Qingqing asked. She had asked Lu Haici, and Lu Haici had eaten peanuts, so he would not be allergic. As for Lu Cheng, she didn't know, but she would cook it first. If he was allergic, she would still have the dough, so she would give him a bowl of noodle soup. But in general, people who are allergic to peanuts are not common, so the possibility of Lu Cheng being allergic is not high.
"Not allergic." Lu Cheng said, while picking up his bowl of noodles on the big plate. Picking up the noodles, the peanut butter smelled even better, much more fragrant than when he was standing at the kitchen door just now.
Lu Cheng carried the noodles out of the kitchen and Lu Haici came in. He had a small bowl of noodles, and just as he was about to pick it up with both hands, Lin gently pulled him back: "Hai Ci, what's wrong with your hand?" The little boy's palm was broken, with a few scratches and some red bloodstains.
Lu Haici has stopped crying. He has been sitting on his father's shoulder for the whole journey. He has recovered a lot. When his mother asked him, he said manly, "I fell down, but I didn't cry. I got up by myself." As if this was something he was very proud of. This is probably the little self-esteem of the little kid.
Lin Qingqing heard it and did not ask about it. It is common for children to fall down. She often fell down when she was a child. She knows how it feels to fall down. It hurts a lot. "Hai Ci is great. He is really a little man. But after falling down, if there is a wound, you must clean it first, because if you don't clean it, the dirty mud and pebbles will remain in it, and you may get sick. Do you understand?" As she said, she pulled him aside, scooped some water from the bucket, and cleaned his wound. Although it won't be so serious, it is necessary for the little kid to develop this habit.
"I understand." He felt very happy when he saw his mother washing his wound.
After washing the little boy's hands, she found that there was nothing to wipe his hands with, so she could only take the little boy's own towel to wipe his hands. In later generations, there were paper towels, so it was very convenient to wipe hands, but in this era, there were no paper towels, so it was not good to wipe hands with towels. Lin Qingqing planned to use the cotton cloth used to make home clothes to make a few small handkerchiefs for the little boy later. When they were dirty, they could be washed and used in turn. She had a small handkerchief when she was a child, which was made by her grandmother. Her grandmother could use a sewing machine, and many of her clothes when she was a child were also made by her grandmother.
The family of three ate dinner with gusto. If the peanut butter noodles were fragrant and full of peanut flavor, then the taste of the salted egg yolk pumpkin really amazed the Lu family father and son. Lu Haici ate a mouthful of pumpkin and praised: "Mom, this is delicious."
"Mom, why is this so delicious?"
"Mom, you are so amazing. You are the most amazing person in the world."
"Mom, this is the most delicious thing in the world."
"Mom, can I eat this again tomorrow?"
"Mother… "
At the end of the praise, he was too late to pick up the last piece of pumpkin on the plate, and watched helplessly as the pumpkin went into his father's mouth. Suddenly, Lu Haici felt that his father's mouth was a bloody mouth, so hateful.
Lu Cheng is not the kind of father who dotes on his children. Although he does not believe that a good child is born under the stick, he rarely indulges his children. He will not do the same as other fathers who would give the last piece of pumpkin to their children.
Lin Qingqing usually doesn't eat much for dinner because she wants to control her weight, so under normal circumstances, she eats less than them. After eating, she found it quite interesting to watch them eat.
Lu Cheng consumed a lot of energy during training, so he had a big appetite. Lu Haici just wanted to stuff his stomach because it was delicious, but fortunately Lin Qingqing wouldn't let him eat too much.
“Hmph…” Lu Haici was so angry that he decided to eat more than his father tomorrow.
After dinner, Lin Qingqing gave the task of washing dishes to Lu Cheng, and took Lu Haici for a walk to digest the food. The braised food in the pot was left to simmer and the firewood in the stove was enough, so there was no need to worry about it.
Lu Cheng was quite self-aware. Due to his job, he was very observant. He had discovered long ago that Lin Qingqing didn't like washing dishes, so every time after dinner, he would consciously clean up the dishes.
"Mom, where are we going?" Lu Haici held his mother's hand and swayed.
Lin Qingqing said: "I'll take you to where I work. If you have anything to do in the future, come to my workplace to find me."
"Wow, is mom going to work?" Even a five-year-old kid knows that going to work means earning money, because at my aunt's house, someone also has to go to work to earn money.
Lin Qingqing: "Yes, when I start working, I can earn money and buy more delicious food."
Lu Haici immediately said: "When I grow up and can earn money, I will give all the money to mom."
Lin Qingqing: Just listen to what the kid said, and the kid's money will definitely be given to his wife in the future. However, I was still touched, what should I do? "What will your wife want from your salary in the future?" This is the soul-searching question from Lin Qingqing's evil mother-in-law.
Lu Xiaozaizi: "I don't want a wife." What can a wife do? He doesn't want a wife, he wants to be with his mother every day. "I will give all my money to my mother, even my father... I will give my father ten yuan a month for his retirement."
"Oh..." Lin Qingqing was amused, "You still remember the ten yuan pension every month?"
Lu Haici said proudly, "Of course I know. Dad gives my aunt ten yuan a month for her retirement. My aunt often said that she gave birth to four children, but none of them were worth as much as my father." Lu Haici imagined his aunt's tone and imitated it, "Look, look, your cousin is sending me retirement money again. I gave birth to four children, but none of them were worth as much as one Lu Cheng."
Phew... It's so funny how this little kid imitates the old lady's tone.
The two walked and chatted, and unknowingly arrived at the canteen of the third company's kitchen squad. The canteen was like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves. The comrades in the company had already finished their dinner, and several people led by Qi Shao were cleaning up the canteen. In fact, there is an advantage of the kitchen squad canteen, that is, everyone does not have to wash the dishes. When it is time for dinner, the comrades will come to eat, and they all bring their own bowls to get rice and dishes. Even if they don't bring their own, they use the canteen's bowls and chopsticks, and everyone must wash them and return them after eating.
This is really worry-free.
"Comrade Lin is here." The youngest Lin Bao was the first to see Lin Qingqing. From Lin Bao's name, one could tell that he must be the precious grandson of the Lin family. It was just unknown how the family would let such a beloved young man join the army.
"Comrade Lin is here..."
"Comrade Lin..."
Several other people also greeted him.
"Hello, I brought my son here to learn the way. You have worked hard." Lin Qingqing said, "Hai Ci, say hello to the military uncles." It didn't matter if there were any of these people older than Lu Cheng, it would be right to call them all military uncles, just like calling them PLA uncles, regardless of age.
Lu Haici said obediently: "Hello uncles, my name is Lu Haici, I am my mother's son."
Lin Bao: "Hello, Comrade Lu Haici."
Qi Shao and others also greeted him: "Hello, hello." Looking at the lovely Lu Haici, they also thought of their children. They were almost 30 years old or even over 30, and they all had children. However, their families were not eligible to accompany the army, so they could not see their children all year round, or even for several years. However, they were able to earn money, and they were very happy thinking that they could send their wages home so that their children could live well.
"Comrade Lin, you've come at the right time. I was planning to come look for you later." Qi Shao remembered the important matter.
Lin Qingqing asked hurriedly: "Squad leader, what's the matter?"
"It's like this. I'm going to buy food tomorrow. Do you want to go with me?" Qi Shao said, "If you want to go together, we will leave at about five o'clock, and we have to be back before eight o'clock. Because the comrades have to come to eat at noon, it will be too late for others to prepare meals for the whole company, so you have to come back early to help."
Lin Qingqing thought that she still had to deliver the braised food, so she said, "Can you stop at the door of the supply and marketing cooperative on your way back? I have something to deliver, it will only take about ten minutes."
Qi Shao said: "That's no problem, we will definitely make it in time." Coming back at eight o'clock is just an approximate number, even if it's a quarter past eight in the morning, it's okay, but it's better to come back early rather than late.
Lin Qingqing: "That's no problem. I'm curious too and want to go and take a look." She was going to deliver the braised food today, and it would take about ten minutes to negotiate the price. In the future, she could go there before work and bring the pig intestines back when she came back, so she wouldn't be late for work.
Qi Shao: "Then I will wait for Comrade Lin at the gate of the staff quarters at five o'clock. If Comrade Lin does not arrive on time, I will leave first." He said this in advance to avoid any misunderstanding.
Lin Qingqing: "Okay, squad leader, don't worry, I promise to be there on time."
After talking with Qi Shao, Lin Qingqing took Lu Haici to familiarize himself with the canteen of the third company's kitchen, including the logistics warehouse, etc. Then they went home. On the way home, they also went to Yu Xiuyao's house. Yu Xiuyao helped her wash the pig intestines in the afternoon, and she always wanted to thank her. After sitting at Yu Xiuyao's house for ten minutes, they went back.
When I got home, I saw Lu Cheng standing in the yard.
Lu Cheng washed the dishes, wiped the table, tidied the hall, and fetched water. Lin Qingqing and her son had not returned yet, and he had nothing to do, so he could only stand in the yard.
He didn't know how long he stood there, and finally saw them coming back. When had he tried to wait for someone in the yard? Seeing Lin Qingqing coming back, Lu Cheng said, "You braised the pig intestines, but where's the half pig head? Just leave it there?"
Lin Qingqing said: "Let's start braising now. I have to wait for the pig intestines to collect the juice. After all, pig intestines have a smell and cannot be braised together with the pig head."
Lu Cheng nodded: "Then I'll light the fire for you."
Lin raised his eyebrows gently, thinking, when stewing pig intestines, there is no need to worry about the fire, what are you burning? However: "Okay, I will collect the pig intestines now and put the pig head down. While you are lighting the fire, boil a pot of water for Lu Haici to take a bath. I will go and make some handkerchiefs for Lu Haici."
"Um."
When Lu Haici heard that his mother wanted to make a handkerchief for him, his ears moved: "Mom, why are you making a handkerchief for me?"
Lin Qingqing said: "I'm here to wipe your sweat. The weather is getting hotter and hotter. If you sweat, you can't wipe it with your hands. You can use a handkerchief. Also, if you wash your hands and they are wet, you can't wipe them on your clothes or towels. You have to use a handkerchief to wipe them, understand?"
"I know." Lu Haici said loudly.
Lin Qingqing collected the pig intestines and placed them on the wooden barrel that had been washed with ash, making it very clean. Then she began to stew the pig head. After adjusting the proportions, she handed the kitchen over to the Lu family father and son. "You guys work hard, and I'll give you pocket money when I get my salary."
Lu Cheng: “…”
Lu Haici: "Mom, I don't want pocket money, I'll buy you delicious food."
Lu Cheng: "..." An arrow hit his blood, "You can buy whatever you like to eat."
Lin glanced at Lu Cheng gently. Lu Cheng was a little flustered by this look. Did he say something wrong? He handed over all the money. If she liked to eat something, she could just buy it, right? "What's wrong?" Seeing that she was looking at him all the time, Lu Cheng was a little uneasy. Did he have to learn to speak like Lu Haici
Lin smiled gently: "Lu Cheng, you are actually quite good." He is a warm-hearted man who is handsome, has a good job, a good education, and is rich. Oh, in modern terms, he is tall, rich, and handsome. He graduated from a military academy, is over 180cm tall, and is a senior civil servant. He is tall and handsome, and as for being rich... Anyone who would say that he gave her 1,500 as private money must be well-off. So he is tall, rich, and handsome.
In particular, this person doesn't know how to say sweet words, but his unintentional words and actions are more seductive than sweet words.
Probably every girl likes the kind of man who will give her her salary and let her spend it as she pleases.
Lu Cheng was a little embarrassed by his praise. To be honest, he rarely got along with female comrades. From the military academy to the army, he was surrounded by male comrades. Before the military academy, everyone knew that he was an orphan. In the minds of the people around him, he was a burden to his aunt, so he was a little withdrawn.
Lin Qingqing was the first female comrade who pursued him and praised him so directly.
But he was somewhat happy.
Lu Cheng was undoubtedly a top student. He was happy about the other person's praise. He had some understanding of her thoughts. After just a few days of getting along, he was indeed attracted to her. If before returning from this mission, he kept a distance from her in gratitude, regarded her as a "benefactor" who saved his aunt, and planned to raise her like a sister, then after these few days of getting along, he regarded her as his wife, daughter-in-law, and soul mate to spend his life with.
"You're good too." Lu Cheng didn't resist being attracted to Lin Qingqing. In fact, he liked this feeling. In addition to work, there was someone who could take his eyes and thoughts away. This was a new feeling. Unlike the heaviness brought by work, this feeling was sweet. She was good. She was kind, generous, capable, and thoughtful. Just like the big boss said, women can hold up half the sky. She was the girl who could hold up half the sky in the big boss's mouth.
Phew… Lin Qingqing was amused by his simple reply. "Okay, I'll go make a handkerchief for Lu Haici."
Lu Cheng looked at her back and smiled silently.
In fact, in addition to being kind, generous, capable, and thoughtful, she also has another characteristic: she is... a little mysterious. Her temperament is different from all the lesbians he has met. Whether it is the honest lesbians he has met or the independent lesbians he has met in the military academy, they are all different from her. Her gentleness is accompanied by confidence and tenacity. Her smile to others is polite, but only polite. However, when she smiled at Lu Haici, it seemed that she could tolerate everything. She had seen this kind of smile on her mother.
Therefore, Lu Cheng had no doubt about her sincerity towards Lu Haici. However, this is really good.
Lin Qingqing made five handkerchiefs at one time, not just for Lu Haici, she kept one for herself, prepared two for Lu Haici, and two for washing dishes. It is very inconvenient to wash dishes without dishcloths.
Lin Qingqing chose gray cotton cloth, which is more resistant to stains than white. The handkerchiefs were not big, about 25 x 25 in size. After they were made, she drew the size on the cotton cloth, cut it, and used the sewing machine for only ten minutes to make five handkerchiefs. However, the two handkerchiefs for Lu Haici were a little special. She wrote Lu Haici's name with a pen, then sewed it with the sewing machine, and chose red thread.
Lin Qingqing went out with two handkerchiefs.
"Comrade Lu Haici."
"Here." Lu Haici ran out from the kitchen.
"Here, this is your handkerchief. Keep it for yourself. If it gets dirty, remember to wash it." Lin gently handed him the handkerchief.
Lu Haici took the handkerchief and looked at it happily. "Mom, there are words here."
Lin Qingqing said: "Yes, this is your name, look, three words, Lu... Hai... Ci."
"Lu... Hai... Ci." Lu Hai Ci looked at the words and read them softly. "Thank you, Mom." This was the first gift her mother gave her.
"You're welcome." Then Lin Qingqing walked into the kitchen and placed another handkerchief used as a dishcloth on the kitchen table. "Lu Cheng, I'll take care of it. You can go do your own thing."
Lu Cheng: "I'm fine. If you have anything to do, go ahead."
Lin Qingqing thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll go make some more clothes." She only made one set of three-piece pajamas, but the one made of old cloth was enough for two sets, so she could go make another set of home clothes.
Lu Cheng: "Well, go ahead."
As soon as Lin Qingqing left, Lu Haici took the handkerchief and showed it off in front of his father: "Dad, look, this is the handkerchief my mother made for me, and there are words on it."
Lu Cheng took a look, then said one word expressionlessly: "Yeah."
Lu Haici: "Dad, do you think Mom likes me very much?"
Lu Cheng continued with an expressionless face and said one word: "Yeah." This is certain. He can see from her eyes, voice, and behavior that she likes Lu Haici.
"Then Dad... do you think Mom likes me the most?" Lu Haici asked again.
This time, Lu Haici's father didn't give Lu Haici a "hmm". He said, "No."
"Dad?" Lu Haici looked at his father in disbelief, "Who does mom like the most?"
Is there any need to ask this? "Of course it's me." Lu Cheng said in a very affirmative tone. If she didn't like him the most, she wouldn't use Lao Shanshen to marry him.
Lu Haici was hurt: “I don’t believe it.”
Lu Cheng said: "You are a man, you must learn to accept reality."
"What is reality?" The five-year-old kid didn't understand reality at all.
"The reality is that your mother likes me the most, and you second." Lu Cheng said. No, if he wasn't afraid of hurting his son's feelings, he wanted to say that you were just a byproduct.
Lu Haici looked at his father and pursed his lips.
Lu Cheng was a little worried. Was she going to cry