After changing their clothes, the two people quickly rushed to the brigade commander's house. Just when they got off the car, a military vehicle also drove over. Lin Yi saw that it was the military license plate No. 5 and immediately got out of the car.
Go and open the door.
Brigadier Meng saw Chen Ying coming and waved: "I heard that the soldiers in the camp misunderstood you as Xiao Lin's girlfriend. Didn't you think of explaining it?"
When faced with Brigadier Meng, Chen Ying was calm and generous: "I just open my mouth and explain one by one. When will I be able to explain clearly? When the camp meeting is held on Monday, the rumors will naturally be disproven."
When the brigade commander heard this, he was somewhat appreciative: "That's a good idea. I walked around the Third Camp today. What do you think?"
As soon as Chen Ying wanted to speak, Chief of Staff Duan said: "Lao Xi (another name for Brigadier Meng), don't chat here. I'm waiting for the food you cooked. The flowers are about to fall. Hurry up and cook. Let's eat together."
Let’s chat.”
Chief of Staff Duan and Brigadier Meng are brothers in life and death. The friendship between the two has always been very good. Sometimes, even if Brigadier Meng deliberately does not say it, the brotherly feelings expressed by Chief of Staff Duan can make people understand instantly.
They are good brothers.
So Chief of Staff Duan’s urging was quite helpful to Brigadier Meng: “Okay, let’s go cook first.”
Entering the house, the brigade commander's house is only two bedrooms and one living room. In fact, the house the brigade commander should live in is not small. In theory, it should be three bedrooms and one living room.
Although there are regulations now, the standard housing area for brigade-level leaders is 80 square meters, but this 80 square meters is different from the 80 square meters of our ordinary houses. Our actual housing area is 80 square meters plus the shared area.
Sixty or seventy.
But the brigade-level cadre's house is a full 80 square meters, not counting the entrance garden and the two complimentary balconies, so the brigade commander's house should be very spacious.
However, the brigade commander took the initiative to give up his house. The reason he gave was very simple. Some family members had a large population and lived in a house with two bedrooms and one living room, which could not be accommodated. His wife was not here, so a house with two bedrooms and one living room could not be accommodated.
The accommodation is enough.
Make the best use of everything, there is nothing to worry about.
Chief of Staff Duan usually comes over often to enjoy the food cooked by Brigadier Meng. He has also criticized this house for a long time. He is obviously a brigade commander, but he insists on living in this house. When word spread, others thought that Brigade B could not even afford to repair the house.
, Isn’t it just a matter of a few bricks and cement?
Chief of Staff Duan is right. There is no need to pay for land used by the army. Ordinary buildings are mainly 2-4 floors, so during construction, whether it is the grade of cement or the hardness of the bricks, the use of
They are all relatively ordinary.
After all, there are only four floors at the top, so there is no need to use too good materials, as long as they meet the standards.
Since no good materials are used, the construction cost must be low. In fact, this four-story family building cost less than 3 million, but it can accommodate more than 70 families. The average cost per household is only
More than 40,000 yuan.
Although this building was built ten years ago, the price is very reasonable.
The reason why Lin Yi knew about it was because he accidentally mentioned it while chatting with people in the barracks department when he was the assistant to the brigade commander.
Every time Brigadier Meng heard this, he smiled and said: "Yes, isn't it just a matter of a few bricks and a little cement? Since it is so cheap, then I still need to rely on a house made of these bricks to improve my living standards."
Is it worth it? There is no need to attach too much importance to external things."
Every time Chief of Staff Duan heard Brigadier Meng say this, he was extremely helpless. He could only reply: "Okay, okay, do whatever you like." Gu Lin
Several people entered the house, and Lin Yi volunteered to start the fight because of his good cooking skills.
Chief of Staff Duan has always been unhelpful. It’s not that he doesn’t know how to do it, it’s just that it’s not necessary. Moreover, he doesn’t know much about cooking. The only way he can get in touch with cooking is to secretly cook hot pot to improve his life. You ask him to do it.
He can cut each dish in half a day, and the shape is uneven, which really makes it unappreciative.
After all, dishes still have to look good in terms of color, flavor, and appearance. If the appearance is not good, it will affect the appetite.
As Brigadier Meng and Lin Yi jingled in the kitchen, Chief of Staff Duan chatted with Chen Ying. Chief of Staff Duan was not familiar with Chen Ying, but while Brigadier Meng was cooking, he
But I found out the details about Chen Ying.
After a long time, Chen Ying turned out to be Blue Bird's apprentice. No wonder Brigadier Meng would transfer you all the way to the Third Battalion as the deputy instructor. If you can put aside your relationship with Blue Bird, I wouldn't believe it.
Chen Ying knew that her master Blue Bird had a relationship with Brigadier Meng, but in her eyes, this relationship was a very pure comrade-in-arms relationship, a relationship where heroes cherish each other.
So there is no explanation.
But when Brigadier Meng heard this, he took the initiative and said: "Old Duan, do you think I can't hear what you are saying when I am cooking? Stop speculating about my relationship with Blue Bird. If you
I'm thinking, I won't have anything to eat tonight."
Lin Yi echoed: "Brigadier, be more spicy, and Chief of Staff Duan will suffer a little later."
Chief of Staff Duan didn't like spicy food at first, but Lin Yi's specialty is boiled fish. This dish is a typical Sichuan dish, spicy and spicy is a must, especially the spiciness, which can highlight the softness of the meat.
It's glutinous and smooth, and when eaten together, it's very exciting.
So Chief of Staff Duan was forced to start eating spicy food slowly, but eating spicy food the day after tomorrow was still far from enough. Every time after eating, he would gasp for breath from the spicy food, and he couldn't hold it down even if he drank a lot of milk.
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Every time Brigadier Meng sees Chief of Staff Duan like this, he will say that he won’t make it so spicy next time, but Chief of Staff Duan repeatedly refuses, saying that it must be spicy enough to be delicious, so it is so painful and happy every time.
When Brigadier Meng heard the suggestion to add more spicy food, he actually did it. The amount of chili peppers made Lin Yi a little frightened: "Brigadier Commander, this chili pepper is a bit too much. Eat it."
Don’t be too spicy at both ends.”
The brigade commander waved his hand: "This kid, Lao Duan, doesn't speak well. He should be punished."
As the dishes came to the table, Chief of Staff Duan was not polite at all. He picked up the chopsticks and started to pick them. But as soon as the meat reached his mouth, thin drops of sweat appeared on his forehead. This made Lin Yi shake his head and hurriedly poured it down.
Pass the glass of milk.
Chief of Staff Duan took two sips and looked at Brigadier Meng: "Old Chi, you are so cruel. Didn't I just say Blue Bird? You put that chili pepper and you want to kill me."
Brigadier Meng smiled and said: "This is a new method I have developed. Stop drinking milk and feel the aftertaste in your mouth to see if you can feel the mellow spiciness."
Chief of Staff Duan listened and followed the instructions. Not to mention, the spicy taste was not enough at the end. I don’t know if it was because of the adaptation of the mouth or something else. The mellow spicy taste in his mouth stimulated himself and made him want to continue eating.