Feng Meijuan was in the back room, vaguely hearing Deputy Chen's unique loud voice, and when she got up from the bed, the door next door had already been closed, not sure if it was Deputy Chen.

As if there were cat's paws scratching in my heart, I heard movement from the balcony, and immediately ran over and eavesdropped on the partition wall of the balcony.

Now it's definitely Deputy Chen.

But what did Deputy Chen do when he came to the fourth battalion commander's house?

When did their relationship become so good?

Could it be that Deputy Chen recommended him to be promoted to the main camp?

What about the future? Is it also expected to be promoted to the deputy regiment?

Feng Meijuan couldn't sit still for a while, and when she heard Yingfang open the door to go to the kitchen, she immediately packed up her lunch bowl and came out.

Ying Fang heard her ask, kneaded the dough and smiled, "Yes, come to see my lover." ”

"When your lover is hospitalized, there should be a lot of leaders to visit, right?" Feng Meijuan looked at Ying Fang with a little more inquiry.

"There are several. But apart from Captain Liu, I don't know anyone else. ”

Isn't there a fourth battalion commander, and if you don't know him, he won't be introduced to you?

Feng Meijuan complained in her heart.

When the dough was covered with a wet towel and she woke up, she diced the soaked mushrooms and bacon. The cabbage plucked out the water, also chopped into pieces, mixed several fillings together, and dripped a few drops of sesame oil.

Thinking that Xiang Gang hadn't eaten fruit today, Yingfang went back to the house and took two fragrant pears and a handful of red dates, mixed some thin sweet potato flour, and cooked a bowl of sweet fruit soup.

The fruit soup was boiled and sent into the house, and the two old men drank it to moisten their throats first.

The dough is well awakened, picked into small agents, and rolled into dough and dumplings. A piece of skin and a spoonful of filling, pressed and squeezed, as if the dumplings of ingots were formed.

Seeing Feng Meijuan looking at her board from time to time, she sighed in her heart, took the rice sieve and filled eight dumplings and handed them over: "Let's eat these as snacks for Tiantian." There are no vegetables at home, so I make do with the stuffing, sister-in-law, don't dislike it. ”

Feng Meijuan was polite, but she still took it in her hand. Meat sauce dumplings can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year.

Eat people with a soft mouth.

After receiving the dumplings, Feng Meijuan's attitude was even softer than yesterday, and her words were full of praise.

Yingfang couldn't bear it, but fortunately the dumplings boiled, and one by one the white and fat ingots surfaced one after another, took the fence and fished it into the bowl, crushed a garlic brought by the family, poured some rice vinegar, put it on the tea tray, and brought it back to the house with the dumplings.

"Wow! I said where my brother and sister went, and the snacks I sent were gone, and I dared to cook dumplings. You're so polite! Why don't you just find Xiao Xiang to chat a few words, why bother, it's sweet soup and dumplings..."

Deputy Chen's voice floated out of the room.

Feng Meijuan, who was still grinding in the kitchen, darkened her eyes.

Sounds very familiar with the fourth battalion commander.

Could it be that the next deputy regiment cadre has already been selected above? I can't help but feel anxious for my own Lao Li.

What should we do? Just one left, and another came, is the position of the fourth battalion really more important than the first, second, and third battalions? Whoever sits on is promoted?

No! Lao Li has been sitting in this position for so long, and if he doesn't move up, will he really have to be like the two chief and deputy battalion commanders of the second battalion, and he won't have a chance to pass the age of forty?

At the moment, if you want to move up, you must find a backer.

But who should I turn to?

Deputy Regiment Chen seemed to be on the side of the fourth battalion commander, leaving Regiment Commander Liu and two deputy regiments-

The former also seems to be quite close to the commander of the fourth battalion. The attitude of the latter two has always been impartial, and no matter which battalion they treat, they are even.

Further up, Chen Ping Chen, who is sitting on 713, is unfortunately not usually able to touch it...... But as long as you are in the army, you can always seize the opportunity.

The top priority is to let Lao Li himself be anxious first.

Feng Meijuan hates the iron and brushes the pot, he is not in a hurry, relying on himself as a female streamer, what is the use of being in a hurry?

Deputy Head Chen finished off a plate of dumplings and a small plate of dumplings with sour bamboo shoots, and it was not too early, so he got up and said goodbye with satisfaction.

Xiang just sent him to the door, and was persuaded to come back.

"Brother and sister, your skills are really good, teach your sister-in-law another day. Her cooking skills are not good, the sweet soup will be glutinous, and the cooked dumplings will rot before you eat them, and the taste is not as good as what you make...... And the small dish just now, it's called sour bamboo shoots, right? Sour and sour are really appetizing, compared with your craftsmanship, your sister-in-law is weak......

Before Deputy Chen left, he pulled Yingfang and muttered endlessly.

"Ahem. Xiang Gang cleared his throat as he leaned against the door.

Deputy Chen's back was cold: "Okay, okay, the dumplings and side dishes made by your sister-in-law are delicious, but compared with your daughter-in-law's cooking, they are so bad." Don't make a small report, what does a man look like when he makes a small report!"

Ying Fang couldn't hold back her laughter.

Xiang Gang gave him a meaningful look.

"Annoyed, aren't you? Haha! Gotta get it, let's go in! We're both so acquainted, what should we send! Take care of your injuries, and when your injuries are healed, take the time to go fishing in Houshan Xikan. Deputy Chen patted Gang's shoulder. The injury is not healed before the contract is made.

"Okay. Xiang Gang responded happily, watched Deputy Chen go downstairs, and pulled his daughter-in-law into the house.

"What were you laughing at just now?"

Yingfang blinked innocently.

Xiang Gang raised his chin slightly, and rubbed her delicate cheek with the stubble that came out of his chin: "Don't say it, don't say that I'm going to punish you." ”

"Itchy. Yingfang turned her head to hide in tears and laughter, but was held on the back of her head by the man.

"Will you laugh at me next time?"

"Don't laugh, don't laugh. The one who knows the times is Junjie, and Yingfang hurriedly raised her hand to surrender.

Xiang Gang lowered his head and took the seductive red lips in his mouth, and sucked deeply for a while, until his lower abdomen screamed for more, and then he had to restrain the surging desire in his body and let go of the person in his arms.

After settling accounts after the autumn, it turned out that it was himself who couldn't bear it.

He took her a few steps to the balcony and said in a dumb voice, "Didn't you ask me what those banana leaves and mud were used for?"

"What are you doing, what are you doing?" Ying Fang was kissed by him, and she didn't understand what he was talking about.

Until he sat down in a chair, crossed his legs and hunched his waist, and wrapped the fat pheasant that had been dehaired, disemboweled, stuffed with bay leaves, fennel, mountain pepper, chili pepper and other seasonings, and smeared with salt and soy sauce inside and out, and wrapped it with banana leaves. Then tie a fine hemp rope, and then moisten the mud brought by Chen Vice-Tuan with water, and paste the chicken wrapped in banana leaves layer by layer.

The chicken is processed and turns into a lump of mud in the end.

"Roast in the stove?" Ying Fang also understood what he meant, and her eyes lit up.

This is indeed a good idea, and then frowned again: "But you don't have a good throat, can you eat?"

Xiang Gang glanced at her with a meaningful smile.

Yingfang's hairs stood on end.

Just as she was about to evacuate the danger zone, she saw the man leaning over and holding her earlobe and saying, "You eat chicken, I eat you." Everyone was happy. ”

"Stinky rascal!" Ying Fang blushed.

Standing on tiptoe, he slammed the instep of his uninjured right foot.

"Ruthless woman. The man looked at her fleeing back and chuckled.