Chapter 247: Birthday Present

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After arriving at the Gabala Radar Station, the five members of the art troupe were like a puddle of mud, except for Chen Beiming.

He was curious to look here and there.

This is the first time he has come to such a high altitude place, the oxygen content here is only about 40% of the plains, it does give people a feeling of difficulty breathing, but fortunately, his body is stronger than ordinary people, and he can still bear it.

The place of Gabala is very windy, whirring, if a person stands on the top of the mountain, one can really be blown off the cliff by accident.

Chen Beiming walked around outside and then came back.

When he came back, he happened to see the company commander walking towards the cooking class, and he was a little curious, so he followed.

"Company commander, it's still not good!" Someone said in frustration.

"Try again, don't be discouraged." The company commander encouraged.

"I've tried it three times, and I'm running out of eggs." The warrior grumbled again.

Chen Beiming walked into the kitchen and asked the company commander, "Company commander, what are you doing?" ”

The company commander looked at it in all directions, looking very mysterious, and then said in a low voice: "Today is Xue Qing's birthday, we want to make him a birthday cake, but we have tried several times without success." ”

Because it was too remote, everyone couldn't buy a real birthday cake, so the company commander thought of a way to ask the cooking squad to make it themselves with flour and eggs, but the altitude of Gabala was too high, and the air pressure was very low, so it was difficult to make it.

"Did you put baking soda?" Chen Beiming asked.

But as soon as he said this, he knew that he shouldn't ask this question, so when he got closer, he smelled a strong smell of baking soda, and he was afraid that he had put a lot of it.

But even so, the mixture of flour and eggs was still hard, like a big rock, and there was a little cake somewhere.

Since it's the warrior's birthday, ..... Then help! Chen Bei said secretly.

Of course, it is difficult to make cakes on the plateau, but Chen Beiming has a system and can cheat, so after a while, the soldiers of the cooking class widened their eyes: "Isn't it?" Is it really done? ”

Seeing this, Chen Beiming smiled and quietly walked out of the kitchen.

Inside, the company commander and the soldiers of the cooking class, you look at me, I look at you: "It's really strange, why did Chen Beiming succeed as soon as he came?" ”

In the evening, six o'clock.

The company commander gathered everyone together.

"Comrades, today is a special day, today, is the birthday of our good brother - Xue Qing! So we specially made a cake for Xue Qing's birthday, Xiao Zhao, and brought the cake in. ”

After a while, a fragrant cake was brought into the house.

"Wow-"

When they saw the cake, everyone present was surprised.

This cake is almost exactly the same as what people sell in the store, golden and fragrant.

Seeing this cake, Xue Qing, who had been smiling and grinning before, suddenly turned red in his eyes for some reason, and then, tears fell down his eyes, and after that, he couldn't control his emotions anymore, turned around and ran out of the room while crying.

The company commander and the soldiers of the cooking squad stood on the spot, at a loss.

A soldier stood up and explained: "Xue Qing and his mother have always been dependent on each other when he was a child, and every time he celebrates his birthday, because he has no money, his mother makes a birthday cake for him by herself. ”

After a pause, the soldier said word by word: "He hasn't been home for five years!" ”

There was silence in the room, and everyone stopped talking, and they didn't know what to say.

In a moment, the company commander walked out.

It was quiet all around, except for the creaking of the company commander's feet as they stepped into the thick snow and then pulled out.

After a while, about five or six minutes, the company commander and Xue Qing came back again, Xue Qing's eyes were still red, but his face was already full of smiles: "I'm sorry, I didn't control it just now, it's really a shame, come on, come on, I'll replace wine with tea, and punish myself with three cups!" ”

This guy is really Gambala's living treasure, and a few words have set the atmosphere up, and he has become the center of the conversation again.

"Wait, wait, Comrade Xue Qing, today is your birthday, so you just need to sit and watch it, and leave other things to us, okay?" Chen Beiming hurriedly stood up and grabbed the right to speak.

"Huh?" Xue Qing was stunned.

"That's right, Xue Qing, today is your birthday, don't talk, just sit down and listen!"

"Sit down, sit down!"

Everyone was heckling.

Chen Beiming then took over the conversation with a smile: "Since today is Xue Qing's birthday, should we first wish Xue Qing a happy birthday, so, below, I suggest that we sing a song "Happy Birthday" to Comrade Xue Qing together, okay?" ”

"Good!" Everyone was excited.

As soon as Chen Beiming stretched out his hand, Hua Xiaoqian immediately handed over the guitar, and after a while, he led the singing while playing the piano: "I wish you a happy birthday - I wish you a happy birthday -"

Soon, a happy song rang out over the serene Gambala.

The subsequent process was to blow out the candles and make wishes, and then, the soldiers began to give gifts, but the gifts given by everyone were all strange, some gave Xue Qing a pot of grass, and some gave Xue Qing a stone.

Seeing that everyone gave gifts, Qiu Yujie glanced at Chen Beiming, Chen Beiming understood, and hurriedly stood up to bring in the things that everyone had carried on their backs.

"This is a little gift we bring to everyone, since today is Comrade Xue Qing's birthday, then let's give this as a gift to Xue Qing."

These things were actually carried by the soldiers, but they didn't know what was inside.

Chen Beiming took out the things one by one and introduced: "This is a soundproof headset, after everyone wears this, the impact of radar noise should be reduced a lot, this is eye drops, everyone has been looking at the screen for a long time, you can point some in the eyes, so that the eyes will be more comfortable, there are some chrysanthemum teas here, you can usually soak in water to drink, which is good for everyone's eyes and body." ”

The room was silent again, and the soldiers didn't speak, just looked at Chen Beiming in a daze.

After a while, the company commander stood up and asked, "How do you know we need these things?" ”

Chen Beiming smiled: "Our director heard that you have a radar station here, so I inquired, and everyone said that the soldiers of the radar station may encounter these problems, so I bought some of these things, but I don't know if it's useful." ”

"It works! Useful! These things are really what the fighters of our radar station urgently need, thank you, Director Qiu, thank you! Thank you to all the comrades of the General Political Art Troupe! ”