The second more is sent, and it is a little bit bigger~

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Song Yiyi interjected while putting the food on the tray on the kang table: "It turns out that the mysterious leader from the 116th division is Uncle Luo!"

Luo Jinhuan looked indifferent: "Since the end of the War to Resist Rice and Aid Korea, I haven't come back to the Northeast in these years. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoI'm going to take a walk around Tohoku this year. ”

"I originally came to Yiyi's house as a guest, and I didn't go down to the army to inspect, why did I show up?"

Grandpa Song pointed to the steaming bun on the table: "Brother Luo, eat first!"

Luo Jinhuan was not polite, he took a bun and took a big bite, the soft and fragrant dough, and the clumps of fragrant meat filling, made him squint his eyes with satisfaction. A bun goes down to the stomach, and then drinks two sips of two-rice porridge that is boiled just right, comfortable!

Luo Jinhuan was also really hungry, so he ate five big buns, two bowls of porridge in one go, and finally sandwiched two chopsticks with dried tofu shreds. Putting down the chopsticks, he opened his mouth and boasted: "Brother Song's breakfast, but let me satisfy my hunger!"

"I'm a man who doesn't eat a little meat, and I'm going to be bored. At Lao Wang's place, eat white porridge, steamed buns, and small pickles in the morning, and I say add some meat, guess what your family says? ”

"I'm a man in my early fifties, why am I not young! Lao Wang was going to keep me at his house for two days, but hum! I didn't, I didn't eat breakfast today, so I came to you!"

Although he said complaining words in his mouth, he could hear a strong sense of comradeship.

Song Yiyi smiled: "Uncle Wang must be reluctant to let you go! By the way, I'll go and clean up the house in the west, where you live." Although the west mountain, but the kang is hotter, the house is still quite warm. ”

Grandma Song also graciously retained: "Brother Luo, there is no way to go to other places, but in Shen City, you can live in my house, and you don't have to worry about food and housing!"

Luo Jinhuan replied briskly: "I came to see you, so I wanted to leave." Since I have the same temper with Brother Song and Sister-in-law Song, then I will live here first. ”

He took out thirty yuan and thirty catties of food stamps from his inner bosom and put them on the kang table: "This is my food money, if you live for a long time, I will add more." ”

Grandpa Song quit: "You can't do this, you live at home, your own house, your own food, how can you collect your money!"

Luo Jinhuan said with a smile: "Brother, you have to keep it." Wherever I go to eat, it costs money. Isn't your food blowing in the wind, don't you have to spend money on it?"

"As a party member, I can't eat and drink for nothing in the people's homes!"

Song Yiyi directly reached out and took the money and food stamps, she couldn't let this talk continue, if grandpa didn't accept it again, it was estimated that Uncle Luo would have to leave: "I took the money for this meal, and it is not enough to ask you again." What does Uncle want to eat for lunch? Say it, and you can prepare what you have at home. ”

Luo Jinhuan especially likes the little girl's transparency: "Just come to some Northeast home-cooked food, I will also try it! Many years ago, I once ate cold noodles and dog meat in Dan City, Liao Province, which is very good!"

Song Yiyi smiled: "Uncle Robert, it's refreshing to eat in summer, if you really don't have anything you want to eat, I can prepare it casually." ”

Luo Jinhuan looked at the little girl's smile, relaxed, and a trace of memory flashed in his eyes: "I used to love to eat Hu spicy soup, and after I became a monk in Shaolin Temple, I also secretly ran out to find a small restaurant that sells Hu spicy soup, and the store will always give me a bowl of Hu spicy soup to drink!

Song Yiyi thought about the ingredients for Hu spicy soup, but fortunately there were all at home: "Since Uncle Luo wants to eat it, then tomorrow morning, we will drink Hu spicy soup and eat fried dough sticks and baked cakes." ”

Luo Jinhuan was stunned: "Girl, do you know how to make spicy soup?"

Song Yiyi looked at him very proudly: "Of course, it just so happens that there are mutton, mutton bones, and other ingredients at home, so you can do it, tomorrow I will make Bazhen soup and relieve someone's gluttony!"

Luo Jinhuan laughed, his heart was very happy, but suddenly the laughter stopped abruptly: "Girl, you need more than 30 kinds of Chinese medicine, can you get them together?"

Song Yiyi glanced at her father lightly: "Of course there is, my father used to have comrades-in-arms from Yu Province, and when he went back to visit relatives, he specially helped bring them back!"

"I'll go clean up the house first. Do you still use my brother to find that Commissar Yang?"

Luo Jinhuan patted his head: "I'm so happy, I almost forgot about business!" I'll write a note, young man, you take it, go to Yang Pengzhi, his office is the one that turned out to be your father's. ”

Song Zi'an took the written piece of paper, folded it, and put it in his pocket: "I'll go to Dazhong and ask him to help bring the note over." lest Uncle Xiao see me and think too much. ”

Song Yiyi gave a thumbs up: "Brother, what you think about is thoughtful! It's better to avoid trouble!"

When Song Zi'an went out and Song Yiyi went to clean up the empty space in the house, Luo Jinhuan still asked his questions: "Ze Minha, why is Zi'an in trouble when he sees Xiao Changqing?"

Song Zemin hesitated, but decided to tell Luo Jinhuan the truth of the matter.

By the time he finished telling the whole story, Luo Jinhuan's face was gloomy and watery, there was still such a person, who in turn calculated his comrades-in-arms, and let people take advantage of them!

"Is the case hanging in the balance? Or are they still investigating?"

Song Zemin shook his head: "I don't know the specific situation. ”

Luo Jinhuan immediately remembered that Yang Pengzhi had been framed, and the anger in his heart was churning, how could there be such a thing everywhere! The era of war is over, there is no war to fight, and some people are idle and have begun to play with power? Or is it that in the era of peace, in order to expand their own power, they fight openly and secretly and fight each other? Or have foreign spies or agents of the Three People's Party infiltrated and started to sabotage?

Luo Jinhuan frowned, went through some possibilities in his mind, and a helpless expression appeared on his face. I don't have real power in my own hands, and I can't take any really effective action!

Song Zi'an came back with Yang Pengzhi's car.

Song Zi'an took the bus to the family area of the army, handed the folded note to his buddy Wu Dazhong, and asked him to send it to the new political commissar Yang immediately, and wait for him to come back and give a reply.

Wu Dazhong came back very quickly, saying that when he went, there was only Commissar Yang in the office, and he was looking at some documents, so he handed the note to Commissar Yang.

When Political Commissar Yang read the note, he asked who sent it? When he learned that it was sent by the son of the former Song Political Commissar, he immediately locked the documents in his hand in a drawer, and without using anyone, he drove his own car, came to pick up Song Zi'an, and drove all the way to Song's house.