Chapter 151: There is a light waiting for you to go home (monthly pass 60 plus more)

"Do you want to go?" Luo Zhan's dark eyes shrank, did these two people want to dig into the corners of the wall with the inside and the outside?

Qin Xiaoyu took a bite of noodles and swallowed before saying, "I want to go, but if you don't go, I won't go." Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Luo Zhan felt comfortable, and said with a smile: "Hurry up and eat, I'll take you there when I have time." ”

Qin Xiaoyu was happy and hurriedly ate the noodles.

Around the Spring Festival, the troops entered a state of first-level combat readiness, and Luo Zhan, who originally said that he could come back on time, came back late every day because of an emergency.

However, when you come back later, you will find that the second floor of your house is lit with warm yellow light, which is warm and steady.

Li Zhizhong said every time: "You have to remind your sister that it is a waste of electricity when the lights are on, you can see whose house has the lights on in the whole building." ”

Luo Zhan smiled, there is nothing warmer than coming home late at night and having a light waiting for you.

Qin Xiaoyu pondered steamed buns and steamed buns at home.

The steamed bread is a little big, and the shape is not very round, but fortunately, the amount of alkali is just right, and the steamed bread has no sour taste.

The buns are a little ugly, and when they are steamed, they are either exposed or smiling, in order to let Luo Zhan come back and see that they are all complete buns, Qin Xiaoyu tried her best to eat both the exposed and open buns, and she felt tired of eating them when she thought of them.

The two of them were busy separately, and they reached the thirtieth of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

As soon as Qin Xiaoyu got up in the morning, he excitedly prepared to paste window flowers and couplets. looked at Luo Zhan, who was making breakfast in the kitchen, and urged: "You hurry up and cook the batter, I want to paste a couplet." ”

Luo Zhan looked at Qin Xiaoyu and didn't speak, and waited until he finished breakfast before he said: "Xiaoyu, your adoptive father died not for two years, according to the rules here, the filial piety period is less than three years, and it is not allowed to post Spring Festival couplets and set off firecrackers, I think we will not post them this year." ”

Qin Xiaoyu was stunned, her nose was sour, and she wanted to cry, and she was very moved: "I forgot, what about those Spring Festival couplets we wrote?"

"Take it to the troops in a moment and see if they need it. Luo Zhan stretched out his hand and rubbed Qin Xiaoyu's head across the table: "Okay, don't think too much, people make mistakes, after eating, let's go to the army to post Spring Festival couplets." ”

Qin Xiaoyu sniffed: "You won't make a mistake." ”

Luo Zhan's hand froze on Qin Xiaoyu's head, and he relieved himself and said, "I'm just an ordinary person, and I've made mistakes, okay, let's go." ”

Luo Zhan's mood was instantly depressed, Qin Xiaoyu could feel it, and raised a smile: "Okay, let's go." ”

The troops hung red lanterns in the courtyard early in the morning, and Spring Festival couplets were pasted on the company door and the canteen.

Qin Xiaoyu looked at Luo Zhan with the Spring Festival couplets: "Ah, what should we do with our Spring Festival couplets?"

Luo Zhan beckoned over a soldier from the cooking class: "Have you posted the Spring Festival couplets in the warehouse?"

"Report to the deputy head of the regiment, no. ”

Luo Zhan took the Spring Festival couplets in Qin Xiaoyu's hand: "These are sticking warehouses and pickle rooms. ”

"Yes!" the little soldier ran away with the Spring Festival couplets.

Qin Xiaoyu is happy, as long as he can post it, he doesn't mind where he posts it.

Zhuang Aiqin came over with Zhuang Qingmei in her arms.

Seeing Luo Zhan from afar, Zhuang Aiqin whispered to her sister beside her: "Do you see it?" The tall one in front of her, and the little girl standing next to her is Luo Zhan, don't shrink back for a while, raise your head and say hello to someone." ”

Zhuang Qingmei's face was flushed, and the mosquito snorted and said, "Got it." ”

Zhuang Aiqin looked at her sister's childish appearance, and was a little angry: "You are nineteen years old, why are you still like a child who doesn't grow up!

Zhuang Qingmei's face turned even redder, and she lowered her head timidly and did not squeak.

Zhuang Aiqin didn't bother to say more, and walked up to Luo Zhan with a smile: "Deputy Head Luo, happy New Year, I will give you an early New Year in advance." ”

Luo Zhan nodded politely.

Zhuang Aiqin greeted Qin Xiaoyu with a smile again, and then introduced to Luo Zhan: "This is my sister Zhuang Qingmei, Qingmei, call someone." ”

Zhuang Qingmei lowered her head and whispered, "Deputy Head Luo, Happy New Year." ”

When Zhuang Aiqin saw her sister like this, she was so angry that she wanted to slap her.

Luo Zhan looked at the child in Zhuang Aiqin's arms and frowned: "It's cold, you guys take the child and go in quickly." ”

Qin Xiaoyu looked at the expressions of Zhuang Aiqin and Zhuang Qingmei, and suddenly understood that Zhuang Aiqin was also playing Luo Zhan's idea, but this rank is low and can be ignored!

The frontier soldiers defended hard, and the food standard per person every day would be a little higher than that in the mainland, and the shrewd secretary general was usually frugal with flowers, and when it came to the New Year, he let go of the cooking, so the lunch of the Chinese New Year's Eve was many times richer than usual.

Qin Xiaoyu looked at the stewed meat, stewed goose, and large plate of stewed vegetables in a big pot on the table, it was really a bold way to eat.

There are many soldiers in the company who have newly enlisted this winter, all from all over the world, and it is the first time they are so far away from home, starting from seeing the Spring Festival couplets on the door and the food on the table, a few of them can't help it, and secretly wipe their tears.

Seeing that the recruits were depressed, the company commander stood up and clapped his hands and said: "Today's New Year, our task today is to open up, see that there is no food on your table?

"No!" replied the fighters in a loud voice!

"That's right, also, the leaders of the regiment also came with us for the New Year, everyone thinks they are very serious on weekdays, don't they?"

"Yes!"

"Let's make them not serious today, and let the leaders of the regiment and these family members sing a song to everyone, okay?"

"Good!"

"Then let's chirp together!" the company commander applauded, and a neat applause immediately rang out from below.

Qin Xiaoyu blinked and looked at it curiously, all this was very fresh!

The company commander began to come over and pick up the officers from several regiments who came over and Luo Zhan to perform the show.

There was a platoon commander below who had already commanded and began to applaud and shout slogans: "Deputy regiment commander, come one, deputy regiment commander one." ”

"One, two, three, four, five, we waited so hard!"

The warriors who usually saw the leader like a mouse and a cat also let go at this time, and roared in unison to point the finger at Luo Zhan.

The company commander secretly gave a thumbs up to the leading platoon commander.

Qin Xiaoyu also clapped his hands and shouted: "Deputy head of the regiment, come one, deputy head of the regiment, come one!"

Instructor Song Changhe said with a smile: "Deputy Regiment Commander Luo, why do you want to fulfill the wishes of the soldiers today?"

Luo Zhan looked at Qin Xiaoyu, who was joining in the fun, and then looked at the youthful smiling faces, and slowly got up and went to the middle of the dozen dining tables.

There was a thunderous applause at the bottom, and the applause pushed the 30th dinner to a small climax.

Luo Zhan looked at everyone with a smile, and waited for everyone to be quiet before slowly singing.

Everyone at the bottom was stunned, thinking that Luo Zhan could sing military songs or patriotic songs, but he sang a Russian version of the evening outside Moscow.