After Chen Qiang and Xiaofang, who were crying and crying, and Xiaofang of the pear blossom of tears broke up in a hurry, he and Platoon Commander Liu rushed all the way to the non-staple food base of the logistics department. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info because according to the original agreement in the fifth tank battalion mountain pass, after the veteran Xu Hongbing returned to the eighth company to report the situation, he would find other comrades in the platoon to send the big black pig to the non-staple food base to wait for them, and it is estimated that it is already early.

When the two of them trotted all the way there, they saw the anxious figures of squad leader Huang and Xu Hongbing. Platoon Commander Liu looked at his watch, it was already less than nine o'clock in the morning, it seems! Hurry up this morning, otherwise you won't be able to go back at noon today!

He ran all the way and asked, "Is this pig tested qualified?" "Qualified, qualified, just wait for the platoon commander to sign it!" Huang Qiang stepped forward and said while holding the panting platoon commander.

The killing of pigs in Chen Qiang's troops had to be personally escorted and signed by the officers, in order to prevent accidents on the road and the soldiers to dispose of the fat pigs in private, and to prevent some incidents that affected the unity of the troops.

When Platoon Commander Liu hurriedly entered the non-staple food base, he found Wu Desheng, the captain of the pig inspection station, registered his military ID card in the slaughtering certificate and signed it in person, and then under the leadership of Station Chief Wu, he took the form of issuing the certificate and came to the pig slaughterhouse of the logistics department, and found a knife hand to prepare for the final slaughter.

The big black pig had already been driven to the slaughterhouse by Huang Jian and the others, and since it came in, it had deeply smelled the despair of many of its companions, and the whole room was filled with a strong smell of death; At this moment, the big black pig was completely paralyzed with fright, and fell to the ground and became a "pile of mud", and its hooves kept twitching. No wonder some people say that this pig is human, and this statement now seems to be true.

Chen Qiang saw this scene in the slaughterhouse, and he couldn't get up at all in his heart, he originally thought that he should be very happy to see this big black pig being slaughtered, after all, this guy let himself have a big "foreign appearance" in the pigsty, and this is his first "defeat" to the eighth company.

Fortunately, it made itself sober, he was not "omnipotent" in Balian, and the success of the submission some time ago made him a little floating again! So it directly led to his blindness in dealing with Xiaofang's emotions, and he didn't deal with it rationally, is it really that the life of the army is too boring, and he needs another emotional sustenance?

Just when Chen Qiang was contemplating the problem of life, a "earth-shattering" howl of a big black pig suddenly sounded in his ears, and he saw that the "little knifeman" soldier who killed the pig moved quickly and pressed the pig body tightly with his thighs, and then quickly pulled out the long pig-killing knife that was sharpened and sharpened, and slashed towards the main artery under the pig's neck.

That is, he stabbed it in violently; Immediately, he collected the knife like a flowing stream, and then skillfully took a large basin to pick up the pig's blood, and the red pig's blood continued to gush out like a mountain spring.

After a scream, the pig was desperately spinning in place, and then the screams became smaller and smaller, and the four hooves struggled and struggled and slowly stopped moving, and it finally finished its life as a "pig".

Chen Qiang silently prayed for it in his heart, don't be a pig in the next life, be an eagle in the mountains! In order to speed up its reincarnation, he was determined to mobilize his comrades to eat it all as quickly as possible after he returned. In his hometown, there is an old saying that the body is immortal, and the soul is difficult to be reborn. Of course, I don't know if it's true or not, it's just a matter of saying.

He couldn't stand it anymore, so he covered his mouth and trotted out of the room, and when he came outside, he vomited in the dark, and "dedicated" all the food he had eaten in the morning to the green earth in the base.

After "vomiting and reaping the credit", Chen Qiang had no choice but to sit under the tree outside the gate of the base of the logistics office and quietly wait for the platoon commander to come out. After more than half an hour, the "little knife hand" soldier quickly dealt with the fat pig that was killed, two large pieces of snow-white and red pork, and some pig livers, pig intestines, pig hearts, etc., were hung on the wooden cart in pieces, and were pushed out by the yellow squad leader.

"Platoon leader, why is this pig's head missing", "Dog's day, this Wu fat man said to leave his head without water, and leave water without leaving his head!" "Forget it, forget it, you still have to deal with it in the future, and you have no reason to keep people busy for a long time, and you won't get any benefits!" Chen Qiang had an emotional conversation with everyone.

At this time, it was already 10:05 a.m., and Platoon Commander Liu and his entourage of four people hurried to their fifth tank battalion. On the way back, Chen Qiang dragged the car very easily.

At this time, he was still worried about Xiaofang's father in his heart, and he didn't know what was going on now? Fortunately, this Wang Chunfang is not stupid, at the most critical juncture, he did not mess up and did not pounce on himself, otherwise this would have ended miserably. I don't seem to know enough about this "silly girl", how to deal with the relationship with her next, is it to continue to develop, or "one size fits all"?

Suddenly, his gaze fell on the big black pig with only the "main essence" left. Can the iron discipline of this army be touched casually by himself, under a burst of shock, he couldn't help but think about it.

After a hurried journey along the way, finally at about eleven o'clock, a group of four people rushed back to the eighth tank company in a hurry, it seems! I still have time to cook this delicious and good roast pork. Chen Qiang pulled the cart to the back of the room, and then went in and called out the secretary, and after he signed for it, he asked him to send the signed form to the logistics office for the record in the next few days.

The cooking squad leader came out to see that it was Chen Qiang who came to deliver meat, and he was also very happy.

Chen Qiang looked at this group of good brothers who had been drunk with him, and he was also inexplicably excited in his heart. He helped everyone do what he could, whether he was picking vegetables, peeling eggs, or wiping them everywhere......

The secretary finally stopped him, handed him a cigarette, he took it in silence, and took a big puff on the fire of the secretary, and as soon as the two of them turned around, they came to the small river behind the house.

Chen Qiang glanced at the secretary and said, "Can I tell you something?" "What's the matter?" As long as it has nothing to do with that Xiaofang! The secretary glanced at Chen Qiang and said slowly.

"It's not Xiaofang's business, but it's also with her and the relationship. Today, when we went out to the logistics department to kill pigs, we met Xiaofang and his family at the mountain pass, his father had acute appendicitis, and I and Platoon Commander Liu personally pushed the cart to the regiment's health team. It is estimated that it is still being treated by the health team of our army! ”

"I just want to, I just want you to have time in the afternoon, when you want the logistics department to hand over the pork receipt, you can take some time to take a look at them, after all, we also had a meal at the house, if you don't express it, it's too impersonal!" Chen Qiang's heart is crossed, these words are really unhappy in his heart! After he finished speaking, he looked at the secretary.

The secretary who listened to Chen Qiang's tirade was silent for a while, and said with a long sigh: "I was hurt by your kid, you guy, your feelings have already been calculated and retreated." Now drag me into the water, if something happens in the future, as soon as I understand, I will definitely take you to harvest wild fruits, it seems that I can't escape anywhere! That's it, that's it, I'll help you this time, and the last time, you don't expect another time! With that, the secretary threw the cigarette butt away and walked away without looking back.

Chen Qiang smiled when he heard this, so he hurriedly chased after him, hugged the secretary general, and gave him 200 yuan, saying that he would buy something for Daddy Wang. If someone asks, they say that Platoon Commander Liu wants to buy it. The secretary just shook his head and sighed when he heard this, he had no choice at all, he was really on the "thief ship".

Time passed quickly, and Chen Qiang's short "room tolerance" ended hastily after the opening of the meal at 12 o'clock at noon. He ate a good roast pork in the cafeteria that he will never forget in his life, and it really melts in his mouth, leaving a fragrant and endless aftertaste. Speaking of which, if it is said that after being discharged from the army, Chen Qiang can remember a lot of benefits in the army, and one of the benefits is that the braised pork is delicious.

Eating and eating, he couldn't help but think of the ancient Su Dongpo University soil. Because he had seen it in a certain book, he clearly remembered that it was Su Dongpo who popularized the braised pork throughout China. Later, it was he who wrote a poem, and many literati and scholars flocked to it, and for a time it became popular all over China.

He remembered that the poem was called "Eating Pork": "The price of good pork in Huangzhou is as cheap as dung, the rich refuse to eat it, and the poor do not understand how to cook it." Slow fire, less water, when the fire is enough, it is beautiful. Come to make a bowl every morning, and you can be full of your own family. "This Su Dongpo must have eaten too much braised pork, so the words written are particularly atmospheric, which sentence is it, by the way, what "go to the east of the river, and the waves will sweep away the romantic characters through the ages".

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but shake his head and blurt out "Eating Pork", and the comrades-in-arms around him were full of "paste", thinking that he was stimulated, and when he asked the comrades-in-arms of the eighth class, he learned that this guy was almost bitten by a pig when he caught a pig in the morning.

After everyone heard the reason, they were all relieved, it turned out that this "great talent" is not a good person! Only after Instructor Du Bing listened quietly, did he realize the "doorway" inside, and couldn't help but secretly cheer in his heart.

Chen Qiang grinded to the end, poured the last bit of braised pork on the plate into the rice, he mixed it vigorously and added half a bowl of rice, and ate it slowly.

He ate and bit hard, as if there was some kind of "class enemy" in this oily rice bowl, until he had eaten it all, his little belly finally bulged, he took out his handkerchief contentedly, wiped his mouth, and then slowly walked out of the canteen to wash the lunch box.

At this time, Du Zhi's gentle voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "This Su Pipo's poem "Eating Pork" is really good! But where's the next draft you want to broadcast for Balian? ”

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