Chapter Twenty-Five: A Family in the Ward
"Brother Feng, good news!" Feng Wenying broke in from the outside in a hurry. When Ren Laifeng heard this, he immediately sat up straight, and reached out to block the honey water that Xiaoqing had fed aside.
Xiaoqing stood up with the bowl of honey water and gave way to the side, who knew that Feng Wenying snatched the water bowl, drank a few sips and returned it to Xiaoqing. Xiaoqing saw that there was already a bottom left in the half bowl of honey water just now!
Do you dare to treat me as your family's maid? Xiaoqing wanted to say a few words impulsively, but when she saw that her master was shaking her head and squeezing her eyes, she swallowed it back when it came to her mouth.
Even if she doesn't think about herself, she has to think about her master, right? From childhood to adulthood for so many years, Jin Haitang and her are like sisters. Now that she knows that her master is trying her best to integrate into this big family, how can she ruin her master's big business because of her impulsiveness?
Xiaoqing silently retreated with the empty bowl, but Jin Haitang came over with a peeled apple, curious to see what good news Feng Wenying could bring.
"The battle in the palace is over! The Flying Tiger Battalion, the fourth detachment, and the sixth detachment each blew up an artillery tower. Li Yunlong took the sharp knife detachment and the remaining soldiers from your last time to fight a battle of annihilation in the Prince's Mansion, eliminating the banner soldiers of the Royal Mansion and killing Zasak! Now they are counting the money and materials in the Prince's Palace. I've heard that there are a lot of good things in it! β
"Killed the little prince Zasak?" Jin Haitang and Xiaoqing let out an exclamation at the same time, and the two glanced at each other, and looked at Ren Laifeng at the same time.
"Well, the Sharp Knife Detachment did a good job of killing Zasak, and the general order is commended. Tell Xincheng that after the property in Prince Durbert's palace is registered, those belonging to unknown sources and encroaching herdsmen will be confiscated, and the property belonging to Prince Durbert will be protected. The two should be treated differently. β
"Yes." Feng Wenying agreed, casually pinched a piece of apple from the golden begonia bowl, turned around and went out. Immediately after that, her voice sounded outside the door, "The commander-in-chief has an order: the sharp knife detachment is meritorious, and the general order is rewarded." The property of the Prince's Mansion of Durbot should be registered separately, and the property that belongs to the encroachment shall be confiscated, and the property of the Prince's Mansion shall be registered and protected! β
After a few seconds of pause, the door opened, and Feng Wenying returned. The herald was at the door just now, and she didn't let the family in, but came here herself to ask for instructions and went out to deliver the order herself. Anyway, she spoke loudly, and Ren Laifeng could hear it clearly in the room, but she was not afraid of her fake military orders.
After returning to the room, Feng Wenying took the bowl of diced apples in Jin Haitang's hand and sat on the side of the bed to feed them in the mouth of Ren Laifeng piece by piece. Xiaoqing glared again, and Jin Haitang shook his head imperceptibly.
"Xiaoqing, do you dare to stare at me from behind your back, believe it or not, I will gouge out your eyeballs?" Feng Wenying fed a piece of apple into Ren Laifeng's mouth while casually saying bloody threatening words. If it were someone else, these words might be a threat, but if it was changed to Feng Wenying, these threatening words would probably become true!
Xiaoqing's frightened face turned white, and Jin Haitang also changed color. Or Ren Laifeng heard that the voice was wrong, and smiled half to ease the atmosphere and half to persuade: "Yingying, what are you scaring Xiaoqing for?" It's all a family, and you, the eldest sister, should have the appearance of an eldest sister. Xiaoqing did something wrong, you can say her, let her change, don't scare her all the time. β
The blood on Xiaoqing's face slowly recovered, and Jin Haitang's expression eased, but Feng Wenying muttered in a low voice: "Anyone can be a family with me?" We don't have that much in the family. Speaking of this, she stuck out her tongue and didn't dare to say anything further, Ren Laifeng was glaring at her.
At noon, Yu Xiaoqian brought lunch. The baggage detachment could not do anything else, but the food was the best among the troops. Since Yu Xiaoqian delivered food to Ren Laifeng for the first time, the dining places of the other three in this room have also been changed to this ward.
Of course, Ren Laifeng was injured in the abdomen, and his sick rice must not be too greasy, that is, vegetable and salted rice porridge. The rest of the meals are relatively rich, such as white meat and blood sausage, stewed chicken with mushrooms, and fish stewed with sauerkraut, all of which are hard dishes. Several women have eaten here for half a month in a row, and they are obviously blessed.
Women in this era still don't pay attention to weight loss, and Ren Laifeng doesn't reject women for being fat, so this situation continues. However, Ren Laifeng always has to be discharged from the hospital after he recovers from his injuries, and when he leaves this ward, the good life of women may end because of this, right?
In the afternoon, I was stunned. Ren Laifeng was really puzzled that this reconnaissance captain actually broke away from the army and ran from the front line to the ward. What's going on? Could it be that Umezu Mijiro healed his scars and forgot the pain, knew that he had attacked the palace of Duerbert, and was ready to mobilize a large army to encircle and suppress the guerrillas?
I was stunned that I came this time to first visit the commander-in-chief on behalf of the vast number of front-line officers and men, hoping that the commander-in-chief would recover as soon as possible. This is not a clichΓ©, just looking at the two sacks of gifts he brought in, you know that there are a lot of condolences entrusted to him to send condolences to Ren Laifeng. I was stunned and couldn't take it, so I brought it in two sacks.
Unwrapping the sack and it's like opening a grocery store. There are high-end pens, new leather boots, leather shoulders, mink hats, canned beef, and so on. In addition, there are a lot of letters, which are basically all letters of condolence written by the soldiers to Ren Laifeng.
It's not big, and most of them look like they've been seized. If Ren Laifeng goes back again, it is estimated that it will be quite difficult, so take it. However, he also told him to be stunned, and at the same time to tell several women around him to try to receive gifts for him as little as possible in the future.
It is not easy for the soldiers, even if it is the captured trophies, the soldiers who originally captured these things can take them back to improve the life of their families. Now that it is given to him, what should I do if the elderly, children and women in the family have difficulties in life?
In addition to bringing condolences and gifts for the officers and soldiers, he also told Ren Laifeng a message that the military commanders wanted to meet him. was stunned, and he kept blocking the car on the grounds that Ren Laifeng was unwell. He wanted to come and ask Ren Laifeng if he was willing to see these people.
If you are willing to see them, then wait for the commander-in-chief to recover and the doctor to allow it, and find a time to meet with them; If you don't want to see them, you will refuse them when you go back.
Military commanders? Think about it, after I came to the Northeast, the military commander did help me. If people want to meet their side but insist on not showing up, it will also seem that they have crossed the river and demolished the bridge, turned their faces and did not recognize people. This is not in line with the style of being a man of the world.
"Is it Feng Zicai, the head of the Fengtian Military Command? See, why not? When I can get out of bed next month, I'll arrange a meeting. β