As for the other tables, all the people who came to eat had the same disgust as Zhao Qingshan when they saw the pickles, but because of Master Song's face, no one dared to say anything.

However, after everyone tasted the taste of a few small pickles, they all looked surprised and shocked, and then hurriedly lowered their heads and slammed the rice, and even a few people with many eyes ate the pickles in a few bites, and went to chase the cooks with the plates, and had to take a few more chopsticks from the canned bottles.

Everyone has eaten pickles, but such delicious pickles are the first time to eat them.

By the time Zhao Qingshan finished eating the pickles on his plate and wanted to go to the cooks to order them again, there were only three empty cans and bottles left.

He looked at the little sauce left on his plate, and said a little indignantly: "These grandsons don't know how to save some food!" ”

"But I mean, where did you get these little pickles, they're delicious! It can't really be your rural daughter-in-law, right? ”

Compared with the pickles brought by Song Dongquan, Zhao Qingshan didn't want to eat the back pot meat that had been hit on the dinner plate before.

"Huh."

A sneer came from the side, Zhao Qingshan looked over, and saw Song Dongquan put down his chopsticks indifferently, as if he was ready to go back after eating.

It's just that Master Song, who was robbed of pickles, looked at his expression at the moment, sarcastic and indifferent.

"It's not your thing, so I don't have to worry about it in the future, even if I keep it, it's left to me!"

He thought that when Xu Jing made pickles for him, he almost cut his hands, and he brought three jars of pickles, and he only ate one bite of them, and he couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

It's not so much distress for pickles as distress for Xu Jing.

It seems that he must get the little woman to his side as soon as possible, so that whatever she does, it will be for him alone, so that no one else will worry about it.

With that, Song Dongquan left the cafeteria, and as soon as he left, everyone surrounded Zhao Qingshan.

"Deputy Division Commander Zhao, this pickle is really made by Senior Master Song's wife, and it is too delicious, is there anything else?"

"That's right, I've never eaten such delicious pickles in my life, our Master Song is really blessed to be able to marry such a capable mother-in-law!"

"Look at other people's daughters-in-law, I think about my daughter-in-law again, I want to throw it away. It's really more popular than people! ”

"We really can't compare to Lao Song in anything, even if they are the first in training, they obviously marry their daughter-in-law at the latest, but the result is still stronger than us, and there is no reason for it!"

"Lao Zhao, you are talking, is there any pickles left, the brothers helped to eat it, and it also saved you from being scolded by Miss Song."

The few people who came around were all acquaintances, although their rank was lower than Zhao Qingshan, but they were all veterans who came out of the trenches.

Everyone still knows a little bit about Zhao Qingshan's situation, here in the Beijing District, there are too many people with backgrounds, isn't Zhao Qingshan a distant relative of the military commander, and he has been helping Song Fangfang look at Song Dongquan.

Zhao Qingshan knew that his plan was a complete failure, glared at a few gloating brothers around him, and said angrily: "You don't know how difficult it is for me!" ”

His cousin, where is so easy to offend, making trouble can stab the family upside down, if he turns around, if he knows that Song Dongquan is married, it is estimated that he will be killed.

Thinking of Song Dongquan's proud appearance when he left, Zhao Qingshan said fiercely: "Old Song still has a bottle of meat sauce left!" I'll get it tomorrow, everyone eats together, and avenge me! ”

Who let him get married blindly!

Song Dongquan came out of the cafeteria and went directly to the office.

His mind was full of that slender figure, and he probably wouldn't be able to sleep even when he went back to the dormitory, and besides, why did she call him, it couldn't be that something happened.

The phone went through quickly, but the microphone rang for a long time, and finally it was busy.

He held the phone, and an unspeakable irritability gradually rose in his heart.

......

When Xu Jing and her grandfather came out of Lao Song's house after dinner, it was already completely dark.

At the dinner table, grandpa and Zhang Yulan asked her to move back to live in unison, and grandpa even took the initiative to say that the two families would eat together in the future, which made her a little confused.

I don't understand why my grandfather, who has always disliked disturbing others, suddenly had to take her to Lao Song's house to eat.

During this period, Song Dongyue said that his mother's cooking was not delicious, so it was better to take his mother to Mr. Xu's house for dinner, but Mr. Xu and Zhang Yulan refused.

And Xu Jing was also told that she no longer had to worry about the three meals a day, she just kept herself busy.

Xu Jing could only reluctantly respond in the end.

Old man Xu is old, he goes to bed early, and after listening to the radio for a while when he gets home, he rests early.

Xu Jing finished washing, looked at the time, bit her lip, and walked in the direction of the village brigade.

Song Dongquan should be busy, do you know that she called him?

Stepping on the moonlight, Xu Jing quickly ran to the village brigade, but looking at the locked black house, he couldn't speak for a long time.

Could it be that she just had auditory hallucinations? Obviously, I felt that I heard the phone, but the whole yard was quiet at the moment, there was no sound at all, did the phone ring because no one answered and was hung up, or did it never ring?

The figure of the man flashed in front of her, Xu Jing thought for a while, and finally sat down from the door of the village brigade with her knees in her arms, anyway, it was not too late, she waited for a while.

When she has money, she must find a way to install a phone at home, and later she will buy the most fashionable big brother in this period, and buy one for Song Dongquan, so that she can find talents anytime and anywhere!

At this moment, she suddenly had the urge to work hard to make money to support Xiaobaimi.

It's a pity that Xu Jing sat outside the office of the village brigade for a long time, and the phone never rang again, seeing that it was almost twelve o'clock, not to mention the village, even the army had already passed the time to turn off the lights. Xu Jing resigned herself to her fate, patted the soil on her buttocks, and walked home with her head down.

Forget it, even if he calls back, she doesn't have the key to the village brigade office, she can't open the door, and she still can't receive his call.

Moreover, if he heard her open her mouth and talk about spending money, he probably didn't think much of her in his heart.

Xu Jing walked home depressed, but what she didn't know was that she had just turned around and walked to the street where her grandfather's house lived, and the office of the village brigade rang a rapid phone ringing.

The ringing of the bell became more and more harsh in the silent night, showing the eagerness of the person on the other side, but unfortunately because the village brigade was near the school, and the surrounding area was not the area where the villagers lived, naturally no one heard it, let alone picked it up.