Siheyuan: Breaking up with Shazhu at the beginning

Chizhu's nose was full of snot and he wiped it with his sleeve, his mind was obviously a little confused.

"Let me think about what happened yesterday."

The severe cold overnight must have made Chi Zhu catch a cold, and his voice became hoarse.

It seems that he was so frozen that he couldn't remember clearly what happened last night.

"Oh, I remember now. I wanted to ask you to help Yuyi enlist in the army."

Yang Jun was slightly stunned after hearing this, and then he suddenly realized.

Because Liu Yatou and He Yuyi were inseparable and had a deep relationship, the news of Yang Liu joining the army must have been revealed to Yuyi, and she may have told Chizhu after she returned home.

So, the next day, Chizhu came running to ask for help eagerly.

In his heart, Yang Jun resented Yang Liu's easy-going personality. After all, he had told her not to spread the matter casually. Now even Sha Zhu knew about it. If the agreement was not reached in the end, he really didn't know how to cover up the lie.

But we can also understand Yang Liu's eagerness to share his joy.

Yang Jun couldn't help but think of He Yuying's rough fate on TV: her brother never cared about her, she went to work in a textile factory after graduation, and then hastily married a local policeman.

After getting married, He Yuyi seldom returned to her old courtyard home.

He felt very sympathetic towards the girl and was willing to help her in this matter.

"If you're willing, I can help Yuyi find a job in a textile factory.

Don't worry, the position is formal and the salary is good."

Yang Jun drove away from the factory when he had no classes. His task today was to find a backer to help him solve the problem of Yang Liu and He Yushui joining the army.

He hoped that Yang Liu would join the army, but not as an ordinary soldier, but as an arts soldier.

The Military and Political Song and Dance Troupe recruits new members twice a year in spring and autumn. Generally, priority is given to active personnel, and students with special talents are specially recruited, who need to be recommended by their units or streets.

Now that they are students, they must go through special channels to enter art groups.

The big boss Qian Duoyi was in charge of this kind of thing. Yang Jun wanted to ask Uncle Qian for help directly, but in order to avoid causing too much trouble, he changed his plan and chose Uncle Qian's daughter, Qian Duoduo.

When it comes to high-level figures like Qian Duoyi, Yang Jun would usually choose to get along with them in a way that would minimize the trouble for them. Small matters like the recruitment of arts soldiers might be easy for the Qian family.

But since it was a private matter, he didn't want to trouble the big shots easily.

After parking the car, Yang Jun went to the reception room to register the visitor.

After registration, the receptionist made a phone call.

Soon, Qian Duoduo, with a look of anticipation on his face, ran over, waved enthusiastically from a distance, and then walked to Yang Jun.

Today she was wearing camouflage and two pigtails. Her skin looked delicate and fragile like porcelain in the sun, and she was as light as a seagull flying across the night.

Hey, Director Yang is here, what wind is blowing here? When Qian Duoduo saw Yang Jun, she started to joke and tease him. It was obvious that she was still upset about the last speech.

Faced with Qian Duoduo's attitude, Yang Jun smiled foolishly and looked at the sky as if pretending to do so.

"Sister Duoduo, I'm here to see you for no reason. I need your help with something today."

Tsk! Qian Duoduo turned away with an arrogant look, "I expected that. Tell me, what's the matter that made you run all the way here?

Yang Jun looked around and realized that it was not advisable to stay here for long, so he suggested: There is a restaurant here, why don’t we enjoy a delicious meal there while talking?

Hearing this, Qian Duoduo glanced in the direction of the restaurant and said playfully, "Since the factory director is so thoughtful and wants to invite me to 'Lao Mo', let's go."

Yang Jun was stunned when he heard this. He thought it was just an ordinary restaurant, but he never expected to hear from Qian Duoduo that it was the long-heard Lao Mo Restaurant.

As you enter the store, four thick marble pillars are particularly eye-catching, painted red with the unique atmosphere of the fighting nation.

As you enter the store, you will see the big golden words "Moscow Restaurant" prominently displayed on the door, and the taste seems to have traveled through time and space.

The interior of the hall is unique. At the entrance there is a pool that looks like a lake, with a statue standing on it.

An exotic scene appeared before my eyes: a foreign gentleman embraced an oriental girl in a sari, and the couple danced gracefully and beautifully.

This shop specializes in Russian cuisine, with thick rye bread and strong vodka displayed in cabinets on both sides.

The restaurant's decoration and the heroic folk songs echoing in your ears all make you feel the different style of Western culture.

However, because an appointment was required, Yang Jun and Qian Duoduo were stopped at the door for not making arrangements in advance.

I wanted to find another place to eat, but Qian Duoduo was stubborn and insisted on trying Lao Mo's unique flavor, claiming that he had tasted it twice before and was deeply impressed.

After they showed their identification, under Qian Duoduo's persistence, the staff had no choice but to turn to the restaurant owner for help.

The boss was obviously quite authoritative. He looked at Yang Jun and the other man, examined them, checked their ID cards, and finally reluctantly agreed to let them sit down.

In a secluded corner of the lobby, they were led to an area where they could order their own food.

Yang Jun was about to get up to order food but was stopped by Qian Duoduo again.

"Let's talk about the business first, and then decide what you want to order." She leaned back in her chair, folded her arms, and spoke with a smile, which still seemed to carry a hint of provocation.

Faced with her using the same old tricks again, Yang Jun could only smile bitterly, knowing that Qian Duoduo was still angry with him.

When times get tough, she might order less food, and if the situation gets tough, she'll do whatever she can to make her wallet thinner.

He directly confessed: "I hope to let my little sister join the team as a member of your art troupe. Can you reserve some special enrollment quotas?"

Coming from a military family, he knew that stating his intentions directly would save time for small talk, so he concealed nothing.

He could have asked Yi Qiu Shui to handle it on his behalf, but he wanted to show his sincerity and respect for others, so he chose to go to the front line in person.

Qian Duoduo nodded, and suddenly recalled: "I remember your fourth sister should not be over sixteen years old, right?"

In response to her reminder, Yang Jun hurriedly said, "Actually I was talking about my third sister Yang Liu and the neighbor's daughter in the yard." He knew he couldn't delay any longer and needed to clarify quickly.

Hearing this, Qian Duoduo nodded and agreed: "Don't worry, I will solve this matter for you."

“Thank you very much, then.

Sit for a while, I'll go get something to eat." He was about to get up when Qian Duoduo stopped him.

She leaned closer, her eyes fell directly on Yang Jun's face and said with a smile: "How about doing me a small favor, and I will do you a favor in return."

Yang Jun smiled bitterly: "Auntie, it's not that I don't want to help, I just can't do anything.

Do you remember the last time you asked me to give a literary speech? I didn't agree.

Now that I am here, if I don't accept everything, I'm afraid it will affect your plan...

At this point, his words were filled with helplessness.

Qian Duoduo narrowed his eyes and tapped the table with his fingers, urging him to give an explanation.

Yang Jun had no choice but to spread his hands and talk about his own experiences and limitations.

“I’m sure you know about my military exploits.

You may not know that I have won two first-class merits?" He looked at her, waiting for her response.

Qian Duoduo was stunned when he heard this, then he lowered his head and thought for a moment, and then he suddenly realized.

You mean... I see.

Qian Duoduo comes from a military family. Her father is a general who has experienced many battles, and she is also a soldier.

Therefore, the concept of "first-class merit" is well understood.

There is a little-known secret behind this heavy medal, and it can only be obtained through outstanding contributions.

Yang Jun not only won the first-class merit once, but also won it twice. The reason behind this must have been his tremendous efforts and the completion of tasks beyond the reach of ordinary people, which led to his superiors commending him.

Yang Jun is undoubtedly a competent soldier and will naturally not easily make his deeds public.

Therefore, she could understand rejecting the invitation to the hero speech.

The effort you put in is probably unimaginable to most people.

Qian Duoduo looked at Yang Jun with respect. She had previously thought that he was a conceited and arrogant person, but after a conversation today, she realized how shallow she was.

Although he had never actually experienced the cruelty of war, through his memories of his past life, Yang Jun could deeply feel the life and death threats in war.

I have been through nearly forty battles, big and small, and I almost couldn't come back from eight of them.

I was also invited to drinking parties by my superiors three times to help me get through the difficult times. The scenes of separation of life and death are still vivid in my mind, and I feel chilled to the bone every time I think of them.

Seeing Qian Duoduo listening attentively, Yang Jun stood up, walked to her side, lowered his head and lifted up his trouser legs.

A blood-red scar extended from the calf all the way to the thigh.

Even though the wound has healed, it is still shocking at first glance.

Ah!

Qian Duoduo turned pale with fright and leaned back instinctively.

After Yang Jun sat down again, he was silent for a long time before saying: What I least want to talk about is my past story.

If I tell these, perhaps others will just regard it as a legend, but they cannot understand that behind every story lies the blood and sacrifice of our comrades.

Looking at Qian Duoduo who was silent, Yang Jun suggested: Why don’t you change your request?

No, I'm too selfish.

You are quite right. To me this is just a tragic story, but to you it is an old pain.

Qian Duoduo smiled bitterly and the topic became heavy.

Don't worry, I won't push you to do any public speaking anymore, but...

Changing the topic, she suddenly said: I'm going to treat you to a good meal today.

Sure, whatever you like.

As long as he didn't have to give a speech, it would be fine even if she treated him to ten sumptuous meals at Monet.

The two went to the front desk and ordered food.

In fact, Yang Jun didn't have much appetite for Western food. It just looked exquisite, but the taste was really nothing special.

I only ordered a borscht, a salad and a medium rare steak.

Qian Duoduo made no secret of his intentions and ordered Russian sauerkraut fish, Australian marbled steak, cream-baked cod, and braised beef as if he were a familiar regular customer.

Looking at the table full of dishes, he wasn't sure whether she had a particularly big appetite or was intentionally trying to "bargain hard."

But Yang Jun is not too worried about this, as he does not need to worry about his daily necessities.

Monet Restaurant was registered there and no food coupons were required, so Yang Jun only paid thirty-six yuan.

The two sat back at the dining table and waited quietly for the food to be served.

At this time, there were only three tables with people dining in the entire restaurant. In the restaurant hall, a Chinese woman was playing the piano elegantly, attracting people's attention.

Most of the people dining in the restaurant were people of status. They all enjoyed the exotic food quietly and silently, like gentlemen, nodding their heads to the rhythm of the piano.

Indeed, some people come here to enjoy lunch with other purposes.

They would specifically order seemingly simple dishes like clear soup and white rice, which were usually served with silver tableware, including silver plates, silver spoons and silver forks.

After they finished their meal, they quietly hid the silverware and left.

When "Lao Mo" noticed that he was losing silver tableware, he immediately replaced it with iron products. This in turn made it the primary goal of subsequent customers who wanted to patronize "Lao Mo" to loot these tableware.

Yang Jun did not find anything special about the delicious dishes on the table. They were no different from the silverware at home except that they had some more artistic line designs.

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The two of them sipped quietly, each immersed in the taste of the delicious food in front of them.

Perhaps due to concerns about China's dietary traditions, Lao Mo's steak was a bit greasy and the taste was not satisfactory.

Yang Jun recalled the steaks in the western restaurant in his previous life and felt that the ones here were just ordinary.

He didn't want to cut it, but put it directly into his mouth with a fork.

When Qian Duoduo saw this scene, she pouted her lips and moved them silently a few times.

Although he didn't hear clearly what she said, but from her lip movements, Yang Jun clearly captured that it was a nickname of "country bumpkin".

Yang Jun replied with a smile and said nothing.

The girl thought that her many dining experiences at "Lao Mo" made her superior, but she didn't know that everything she valued was not worth mentioning in the eyes of Yang Jun.

He imagined that in future lives, he would often disguise himself as a gentleman and invite beautiful women to dinner in various Western restaurants.

Wearing a formal suit and a bow tie, with the long dining table lit with romantic candles, that atmosphere is far better than this moment.

Although Qian Duoduo behaves elegantly, her appetite reveals their common identity.

"Are you full?" After leaving "Lao Mo", the two returned to the art troupe side by side.

This sentence has become a daily greeting between them and is often said by Chinese people when they meet. The simple words contain deep care.

No matter whether the economic situation is good or bad, or the position is high or low, no matter whether one is enjoying delicacies from land and sea or simple meals, at least in this world, there are still close and warm greetings between Chinese people.

"What? Do you want to treat me to dinner again?" Qian Duoduo lowered her head and kicked the pebbles. When she heard this question, her eyes brightened up.

"Well, if it's done, see you next time, 'Lao Mo'." Although those children from the compound were born into noble families and enjoyed a rich life, their families' strict discipline did not allow them to easily spend dozens of yuan on "Lao Mo".