Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 1289: Camp Commander Leng’s Proposal!

"What did that kid Leng Feng do?" Tang Dao, who had finished lunch with the guest generals after the merit-conferring ceremony, immediately found Li Jijin and asked about Leng Feng's movements.

It was true that the emperor was not in a hurry, but the eunuch was. When Tang Dao thought of this confidant general, his head was buzzing.

"Battlemaster Leng, hey, he went to hang out where sister Qingru lives again." Li Jijin grinned happily.

This week, after lunch and dinner, it has become Battalion Commander Leng’s repertoire.

That is, Battalion Commander Leng didn’t even see a single hair on his head. I heard that the three children went to play at a classmate’s house in the mountains and would not come back until the Chinese New Year.

The most shocking thing is that even the big black sheep with full personality and the one-year-old baby goat were taken away. The soybeans brought by Camp Commander Leng to feed the sheep came back the same way.

No one knows whether this good guy was deliberately arranged by Mrs. Qingru.

Anyway, Battalion Commander Leng was just wandering around and saw no one.

"Okay, I see clearly that the eldest sister Ru is about to have sex with her husband. Leng Feng just needs to use the trick I taught you. If nothing happens, I will have more sisters-in-law, and you, Lao Li, will have three more nephews! Remember the New Year red envelopes? Make some." A smile appeared on Tang Dao's face, he patted the confused veteran Youzi and went out.

"No wonder that old boy in the old abacus said that I am going to lose money this year." Thinking of the 21 gifts he was supposed to give out, now the three little guys have different identities, and they can't even get the big red envelope. The corner of the veteran Youzi's mouth felt distressed. Straight up.

Otherwise, Commander Leng, you can just continue to be a bachelor!

If veteran Youzi's voice is heard by Leng Feng, who is striving to pursue his own happiness, he might be cut off!

"Sir, please wait for me. Why don't we go and take a look at the situation together? Your scope has a higher power than mine." In the end, brotherly loyalty defeated money. Li Jijin, who felt sorry for his own wallet, hurriedly chased after him.

The meaningful smile appeared on Tang Tuanzuo's face, and veteran Youzi seemed to have guessed something.

"Go away, who is going to do that boring thing with you? I just drank wine and planned to go to the mountain to enjoy the wind." Tang Dao cursed.

"Then I'll go with you, sir, to blow the wind. It's raining heavily, so your child doesn't have to go. It's an adult's business, so don't get involved in the children's affairs."

Xia Dayu puffed up his cheeks in anger, wishing you, an old man, a drink from the northwest wind until you are full.

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Battalion Commander Leng, who was being remembered by others, felt as if he had cleared away the clouds and seen the moonlight.

Different from the previous few days, as soon as he wandered over, he saw two black sheep, one large and one small, on the hillside trying hard to find green grass in the hay.

The children were back, and Leng Feng was naturally overjoyed.

Walking up the hillside in three steps and two steps at a time, the two sheep saw the familiar Leng Feng and waved their tails a few times to say hello.

Speaking of which, this big black ewe is really magical. It has traveled more than a thousand miles from Guangde to Taihang. Although Xiao Shitou and his sister cherished it, Leng Feng, Li Jiujin and others all agreed that this ewe was The sheep don't live long, and they may be exhausted from walking at some point.

Some people even said: You can't eat mutton hot pot in public, but you can still make mutton soup to replenish the bodies of the seriously injured.

But Dahei disappointed the soldiers. This pregnant ewe not only followed the carriage of the three little ones for thousands of miles, but also gave birth to a lamb during the long journey. What's even more awesome is that this pregnant ewe was pulled by the roadside. The ewes that survived with the few mouthfuls of rice saved by the weeds and the three little ones also produced a lot of goat's milk, which supplemented nutrition for many seriously injured people.

In that winter when there was a shortage of medicines, nutrition and one's own resistance were the last weapons for wounded soldiers to fight against injuries.

The Big Black Sheep kept at least five wounded soldiers alive who were almost certain to die.

From then on, no one said anything about waiting for the sheep to die to eat mutton, even if it was carrying a small stone.

Dahei is also very understanding of human nature. Under his leadership, the little ram named Xiaohei also learned to wag its tail when meeting acquaintances and bleat as a warning when meeting strangers.

Of course, it was not a show-off that Dahei was able to push over the two horns of the Japanese at once. Even the little girl who had just arrived in the Four Lines Group was severely pushed by this 'Sheep Sister' who was frightened by the smell of the wild boar. The big wild boar cubs were all trapped at that time.

It's not afraid of Japanese bayonets. How can a sheep be so awesome? If Guaiguai knew that Dahei was also a sheep who had fucked the Japanese, he might not be so deceived.

This is no good. How can we notify the people in the house that someone is coming if we don't yell a few times? Leng Feng was a straight man when it came to love, but he was a rare smart man when it came to tactics. He took a few steps forward, opened the bag of fried soybeans he was carrying on his back, and placed it in front of the two sheep.

Leng Feng cooked it himself in the cooking class, and even added fine salt. The fragrant smell is so fragrant that even humans, not to mention sheep, can't help but want to grab a few and put them in their mouths.

The two sheep were about to lower their heads, but Leng Feng pinched the mouth of the bag. Can the two sheep not bleat? It's still the kind that can reflect anxious mood.

Sure enough, as soon as the two sheep bleated, the door on the first floor of the two-story wooden house built by the engineer company of the Fourth Line Regiment which took several days was opened.

"Uncle Leng, you're here." Xiao Shitou looked out and saw Leng Feng, cheered and jumped out to Leng Feng.

When the Four Troops returned victoriously in early February, Leng Feng saw the three boys who came to give him cakes. But at that time, he was at the station. As the commander of a battalion, Leng Feng had a lot of things to do. People kept reporting to him without even saying a few words. The third child could only take the gifts prepared by Leng Feng and leave.

Later, the third child went to a classmate's house in the mountains. This was the first time in half a month that the uncle and nephew met.

"Little Shitou, look at the gifts I brought to you, Ximei and Yiman. Call them out. They must like it?" Those who are familiar with Leng Feng will definitely be frightened by the warm smile on Leng Feng's face at this time.

You know, even if Black Dragon Pond was victorious, Leng Feng only grinned slightly, never smiling as brilliantly as he does now.

Hearing the big brother's shout, the two little ones in the back room also ran out of the house with joy.

Ximei, who was just over four years old, couldn't run as fast as her little brother Yue Yiman because of her short legs. For this reason, she was very angry and glared at Yue Yiman who usually let her do everything, but when she saw Leng Feng gave her After receiving the gift, I was instantly overjoyed.

Leng Feng brought a slingshot to the boy who was almost 9 years old. It was made of suitable branches that Leng Feng found on the post-war battlefield from a century-old nanmu tree that had been blown down by artillery shells. The century-old nanmu tree had been burned by fire and was tough. It is smooth and equipped with a cowhide band. The slingshot can shoot up to 25 meters. It is the favorite toy of children of this age.

What was given to Yue Yiman was a gun that could fire mud pellets!

Yue Yiman is 6 years old this year, but he has always been mature and prudent, like a little adult. Leng Feng hopes to see him be more naughty at his age.

The last time I saw him, he was as interested in firearms as Xiao Shitou back then. Of course, giving him a real gun wouldn't work, and giving him a wooden gun was too old-fashioned, so Leng Feng went to ask Teacher Xiao He to design an iron gun with a real gun. It looks like it, but in terms of function, it can only fire the primer and listen for a sound.

After listening to Leng Feng's needs, Teacher Xiao He lived up to Leng Feng's request and designed a 'toy gun' suitable for children. The overall appearance is completely a scaled-down version of the Black Star pistol, and it can even fire with a primer and gunpowder explosion. It fires 'bullets', but due to the insufficient energy of the primer, the clay pellets filled into the gun chamber can only be shot up to ten meters, and have no lethality.

But the small pistol, which weighs more than half a kilogram, is strapped to his waist and looks absolutely majestic.

The most gifts for Ximei were all toffee. That was the daily quota of 3 toffee given to Leng Feng, the major battalion commander by the regiment. Leng Feng saved it for three months just to give the famous little glutton Ximei a big gift. surprise.

At least during the Chinese New Year, Ximei Toffee is free. Even if one of her two eldest brothers holds a slingshot to shoot rabbits, and the other has a pistol on his waist and is the leader of the regiment, if they want to eat Toffee, they have to beg her, the little rich Toffee.

Ximei, who was holding the toffee jar and was squealing, glanced arrogantly at the two "silly" brothers who were each holding their own gifts, and rolled her eyes: "Uncle Leng, you have prepared gifts for us all. What should I give to my godmother?"

"This" Leng Feng was asked by the little girl and wanted to scratch his head.

"Have you three finished your homework? Shitou, you, the eldest brother, how can you raise your younger brothers and sisters?" A woman in a blue coarse cotton robe revealed half of her body from the window and shouted coldly.

"You three will be punished by going to the study to memorize the knight's line before you can come out!"

"It's over, Uncle Leng, my godmother is angry, and I can't accompany you anymore." Shitou glanced at Leng Feng sympathetically, with a look of helplessness on his face.

The child who is about to turn nine is not a stupid little sibling who doesn't understand anything. He can still feel a little bit about what is going on between his godmother and Uncle Leng.

But after all, he still doesn't understand the complicated emotions between adults. The godmother obviously likes Uncle Leng very much, why is she angry?

Perhaps, when the boy grows up, he will ask the same question!

"Godmother, I only know a few words!" Ximei pursed her lips pitifully. "Well, sister, please supervise Brother Shitou and I to carry it." Yue Yiman may not understand why her mother was angry, but she knew her mother's temper, so she pulled Ximei, who was reluctant to give in, and ran away.

Seeing the three little ones being driven back to the house by the woman, Leng Feng was a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and could only say hello to the woman standing by the window: "Qingru, long time no see, I didn't see you when I came back some time ago. "

"Didn't you tell me to stay away from you? The little girl dared to disobey the military orders of Commander Leng, who can command thousands of troops. Commander Leng, if nothing happens, you should stay away from orphans and widowed mothers like us. Order it, so that you won’t be laughed at by others.” The woman standing at the window had a cold face, and she was about to close the wooden window after saying a word.

"No way, no one is laughing at me?" Leng Feng couldn't help but become anxious, and quickly took a few steps forward and walked to the window. "I just said that because you have to be responsible for the elementary school and take care of three children, so I'm afraid you will be tired."

"I'm a bitch who's used to overwork, so I won't bother you, Commander Leng." The woman's face was still cold, but there was a trace of self-pity in her eyes.

The mountains are inherently ignorant, and there are rumors about the widowed widow, especially for the frontline troops. Anyone who touches the widowed widow may be killed in battle. It doesn't matter if you hear this kind of words once or twice, but if you hear it too much, even a woman like Qingru who has read books can't help but have some self-doubt. In addition, Leng Feng said this, and her heart is extremely desolate. stand up?

As for a woman, if she was asked to choose between her own happiness and Leng Feng's ability to live a good life, she would definitely choose the latter without hesitation.

More importantly, the woman has a serious inferiority complex. She is a widow with one oil bottle, no, three oil bottles now, and Leng Feng is already the youngest infantry battalion commander of the Four Lines Regiment. As Tang Dao and the Four Elements Group become stronger and stronger, Leng Feng will inevitably reach a higher position.

When he was a company commander or battalion commander, no one laughed at him behind his back, but what will happen when one day he becomes a general?

This is also what women with sensitive and fragile hearts worry about!

Hearing the woman talk about him like this, Leng Feng felt a sharp pain in his heart, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Seeing Leng Feng's silence, the woman's eyes showed disappointment, and she sighed slightly: "Battle Commander Leng, let's go! I won't wash your clothes for you. I have an unknown number of female guards from the medical company to wash them for you."

"But I don't want anyone else to wash it, so I just want you to wash it for me!" Seeing the woman's eyes, Leng Feng's heart tightened suddenly.

This calm-tempered Army major had an intuition that if he didn't show decisiveness on the battlefield, the window would close. He may have to lose an important person in his life again. He has experienced this feeling several times, and he really doesn't want to experience it again.

This is the most straightforward expression that Leng Feng, a silly goose, has expressed in more than a year, and his tone is firm enough.

The woman's heart was slightly sweet, and although her face was still cold, she stopped closing the window.

"To thank you for helping me with my laundry, I also prepared a gift for you." Leng Feng said quickly when he saw the woman stopped closing the window.

"Really? Then I want to see what you give me! But let's agree first, if it's a gadget to fool Shitou and the others, I'm going to throw it into Da Hei and Xiao Hei's nest." In the woman's eyes A flash of curiosity.

It was not that Leng Feng had never given anything to the mother and son, but they were either daily necessities or toys to entertain the three little ones. What he gave to her was just a scarf.

This can actually be called romantic, but the crux of the matter is that this scarf was given as a gift by a young lady who had a crush on Leng Feng when he was in Zhengcheng. Because the army was about to leave, the scarf could not be returned to its original owner. Leng Feng could not The principle of waste was given to her.

However, Leng Feng was also aboveboard, and when he gave it, he specifically explained where the scarf came from, which really made the woman laugh and cry. In addition to being warm, it also had a romantic feeling.

To be honest, the biggest hope for this woman who knows Leng Feng very well is that Leng Feng will not make another similar object. Even giving her a clothes drying rack is acceptable.

Leng Feng glanced around, looking like a thief.

The green look made the woman want to laugh!

But the next moment, the woman was shocked.

The unscrupulous middle-aged man hiding in the grass 500 meters away also trembled in shock.

If the clear vision of the scope hadn't told him for sure that it was his battalion commander, veteran Youzi would have suspected that someone was impersonating Leng Feng.

That was definitely the Leng Feng he had never seen since he met Leng Feng.

The Leng Feng he was familiar with always only took out a gun.

but now.

What shocked the woman opposite and the peeping man was not Leng Feng. He took out a instrument that was only about a foot long and resembled a piano from the big bag he was carrying. It had four strings on it. He reached out and fiddled with the strings a few times, tuning them. Adjust the tone.

It’s not like Leng Feng, who had never played an instrument before, started playing the piano. He still played the same thing.

Instead, the always cool and cool Battalion Commander Leng actually sang a song while playing:

It’s hard to forget to see you again

a pair of charming eyes

in my mind

your figure

Can't go away

Hold your hands and feel your tenderness

I'm really out of breath

your innocence

I want to cherish

It makes me sad to see you wronged

Uh oh oh

I'm just afraid I'll fall in love with you

Don't dare to let yourself get too close

I'm afraid I have nothing to give you

Loving you also requires a lot of courage

Missing you only makes you suffer

I had no choice but to fall in love with you

Leng Feng's voice is slightly hoarse and low, and in the future it will be a typical cigarette voice, but his singing voice is actually very nice.

But the key is that this guy has a good musical talent, he can play and sing! If Tang Dao, who specially selected this song for him and taught him personally, was asked to come here, he would really want to cover his face. There is some tune, but not much.

But Leng Feng was definitely serious. Even though he was trying very hard to find the tune, the lyrics were still correct, and he was absolutely memorized.

The woman was amused at first, covering her mouth and snickering.

She knew that this must be the idea given to Leng Feng by that guy from Tang Dao. If it hadn't been for him, how could he have such lyrics that almost expressed his love.

But these are not important. What is important is the attitude shown by Leng Feng.

He loves himself and no longer hides and evades, that's enough.

Laughing, laughing, the woman cried again.

Crying about my past fate, and also crying that I can be lucky again.

"Qingru, don't cry! Did I mess up again? But the officer said, you women like men who sing for her. He taught me this xylophone and the song. I have been practicing it for a long time, but I still can't I dare to sing to you." Leng Feng was a little panicked.

"Then why do you dare to sing again today?"

"I'm afraid I won't have a chance if I don't sing." Leng Feng said honestly.

"Don't cry. If you don't like it, I won't sing anymore."

"Who says I don't like it, I like it very much!"

"Tuanzuo, please teach me too! When I visit my relatives, I will also play a song for my mother-in-law." Li Jijin fixed his fallen chin and looked at Tang Dao with admiration in his eyes.

The regimental commander is so cool, he can think of all these tricks.

"You should follow what my sister-in-law said in her letter and make a good baby when you go back! Others cost money to sing, but your singing will cost you your life!" Tang Dao shuddered and ruthlessly rejected the request of his subordinate general without knowing it.

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PS: I have to send my parents back to my hometown tomorrow. In such a cold weather, an old couple in their 70s insist on going back to attend a banquet with relatives. Fengyue really can't help but have no choice but to drive the old couple back. I can only follow them tomorrow. Guys, I'm sorry for taking a day off!

(End of this chapter)