"Old tofu - hot!" A shout came from the intersection, and then two pie sellers also used shovels to hit the iron pot to attract customers.

It feels so kind! Liu Dachuan remembered how he drooled when he was a child and followed the small business to the whole village, and couldn't help but laugh.

Turning across the cross street, Liu Dachuan felt that he could find a place without his mother's guidance. The sound of gongs, drums, huqins was almost done when he followed the sound.

Suddenly, the sound of gongs and drums could not be heard. Liu Dachuan was still walking forward, and a group of young men and women came towards him, shouting and singing. Liu Dachuan didn't want to meet them, so he turned to a small aisle.

"Is it Brother Dachuan?" A voice sounded, and Liu Dachuan had to stop and turn around.

"It's really Brother Dachuan!" After confirming the surprise, a young man accelerated his pace and rushed over.

"Yes-" Liu Dachuan narrowed his eyes and identified it. He was the playmate of the same village, Erqiang, "Erqiang!"

"Brother Dachuan, when did you come back?" Erqiang wanted to hug Dachuan, but suddenly stopped, as if he was scared by Liu Dachuan's military uniform.

"I just got home." Liu Dachuan took the initiative to step forward, patted Erqiang's arm, and explained with a smile: "I suffered a little injury. I took a leave to go home for half a month to recuperate."

Erqiang nodded repeatedly and said enviously: "Brother Dachuan, you have become Shangguan'er? You must have killed many Japanese devils, right?"

Liu Dachuan smiled and did not answer directly. Seeing that it was getting late, he said he was going to the village committee and asked Erqiang to have time to chat.

"Okay, we haven't talked about it for more than half a year. Brother Dachuan, you have to tell me about fighting the Japanese." Erqiang agreed happily, and went out of the way and let Liu Dachuan walk over.

When Liu Dachuan walked past the group of people, he always felt that he was still looking at him. He couldn't help but glance at him, facing a pair of Qing Lingling's eyes, but suddenly he didn't recognize who he was! When he walked a long way, he remembered that it was a girl named Xiuju in the village. She was taller than before, plump, moist, and much better-looking.

The girl named Jiang and named Junfeng was even better than Xiuju. Liu Dachuan was suddenly attracted by the impression of a woman. When she was injured, she took care of her so enthusiastic and thoughtful. By the way, just when he and other wounded soldiers from the New Seventh Army were transported back, Junfeng ran over to stuff him a flower towel with four hot eggs in it!

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"In fact, the Soviet Union and Germany signed a non-aggression treaty, and reached a stolen agreement with the robbers. They jointly divided Poland and divided the spheres of influence in Eastern Europe, thus making the Soviet Union ancillary of Germany. They began to invade and annex, because the Baltic countries should be theirs according to the secret terms."

"Now, the Soviet Union stretched out its claws to Finland. In this war between ants and elephants, we will see how the Finns fought bravely and caused heavy casualties to the invaders. Even if they cannot win a complete victory, they can still maintain their independence. What the invaders have obtained is nothing more than land that bury their ugly bodies, and it is temporary."

"There are also the socialists in Finland who, despite their beliefs, were forbidden to join the formal forces, fought with their compatriots without hesitation in the face of national and national interests. Perhaps this would surprise the leaders of Finland and the Soviet Union!"

"From this and that, in the great national liberation war that our country is currently engaged in, only when the people of the whole country are united and only if we fight bravely, we will surely achieve the final victory."

Zhao Yurou finally sorted out the scattered documents sent by Yang Tianfeng, and added polishing rhetoric to make it public in newspapers in the base area and send it to the editorial department of Guangming Daily in the rear.

Zhao Yurou did not feel tired of such extra work, nor did she blame Yang Tianfeng. Instead, she felt proud and happy to be able to share the burden with him.

He also has to lead troops to fight, guide military industry, coal chemical and other industries, and involves energy in government affairs. Yang Tianfeng is very busy, which can be seen from the sloppy handwriting on the scattered documents he sent. The more he knows about Yang Tianfeng, the more Zhao Yurou admires his talents, the more he knows that he is busy with work and hard work.

He really knows everything and knows everything! Like his sister, Zhao Yurou is also full of curiosity and doubts about it, and often makes a lot of imagination and guesses. But apart from wasting her brain, she certainly would not come to any definite conclusions.

Is there really a genius, to be precise, not enough to describe genius, but should be a genius among geniuses? Is it true that he once joked casually, "there is nothing but omnipotent except having children."

Suddenly thinking of this sentence, Zhao Yurou couldn't help but laugh.

As soon as the door opened, Hao Jiaqi walked in with a cold air. The glasses immediately became foggy, making everything blurry. Naturally, she didn't see Zhao Yurou laughing.

"Wipe your glasses quickly." Zhao Yurou hurriedly put away her smile, got up and attracted her, and let Hao Jiaqi sit in the chair.

"Haha." Hao Jiaqi took off her eyes, but did not wipe them. She held them in her hands and waited for them to dry naturally, but her face was smiling and said, "It's very interesting to see them smashing ice holes and catching fish!"

"There will be fish to eat tonight!" Zhao Yurou reached out to cover her best friend's face that was red from the cold, and said with a smile: "No wonder it's so quiet today. It turns out that people have gone to catch fish."

"Yes, I asked you yesterday, but I didn't disturb you, a female scholar today." Hao Jiaqi blinked and said, "Why, don't you remember?"

Zhao Yurou thought about it and seemed that this was the case. She just listened and answered casually, but she really forgot about it.

"Look, I'll know." Hao Jiaqi rolled her eyes and teased: "As soon as Yang Tianfeng's love letter arrived, you wouldn't care about anything and lose your soul!"

"What love letters are all serious things!" Zhao Yurou was used to being teased, and she almost had no reaction. She pointed to the things on the table and said, "Look, I'm so tired that I was so tired of my eyes."

"They are not afraid of trouble when they are spreading." Hao Jiaqi curled her lips and said, "He should really bring you by his side and be a personal secretary. I think you should be willing to do so."

"I'm not happy!" Zhao Yurou smiled and said, "Okay, let's not talk about him anymore, let's talk about something else."

Hao Jiaqi thought for a while and said, "Then let's talk about your birthday. There are two days left, why are we going to have fun?"

"What birthday do young people have?" Zhao Yurou smiled and said, "It's not that particular."

"Young man, is Yang Tianfeng old? Didn't you invite you and Yuqing to your home and celebrate his birthday last time?" Hao Jiaqi said, "Tell me, what do you want to live, I'll do it."

"Yang Tianfeng was just using the excuse of his birthday and trying to get closer." Zhao Yurou shook her head and said, "Just celebrate your birthday, you can accompany me, so I don't want too many people to know!"

"Okay, I will definitely accompany you to cook eggs and put them in the paste." Hao Jiaqi put on glasses, got up and looked at the clothes, and smiled and said, "Don't say, the clothes Yang Tianfeng sent are quite fit, and others say they look good! I have to thank you, it's your highlight!"

A wool coat with a slim waist collar, which is warm but not bloated, especially the belt, is not formal, casual, and it can be worn out to make the waistline, and it has a bit of youthful and free and easy meaning.

It was said that it was tailor-made for Meng Qiulan and Zhao Yurou, but it was really Yang Tianfeng's intention. He found a female soldier with a figure similar to her, a tailor, and made it according to the style he drew. As for Ping'er and Hao Jiaqi, they were indeed a bit suspicious of benefiting.

Hao Jiaqi wore a light blue, Meng Qiulan was a big pink, and Zhao Yurou was a light pink. To be honest, Zhao Yurou couldn't put it down when she put it on, but unfortunately Yang Tianfeng miscalculated the time. Zhao Yuqing left a day later, and immediately snatched away her sister's clothes with her eyes shining.

Zhao Yurou felt sorry for her clothes and felt more sorry for the girl. She didn't say it, but she hoped that Yang Tianfeng would give her another one. As a woman, she loves beauty and is odorful, which is due to her nature. She always looks at Hao Jiaqi wearing new clothes and attracts attention. She feels a little disappointed.

"You, you still can't hide your face." Hao Jiaqi seemed to know what her friend was thinking. She wrapped her neck from behind Zhao Yurou who was sitting in the chair and said with a smile: "Even the people who came to the garment factory knew that it was given to the third wife, and they were trying to please you! Moreover, he said that as long as Yang Tianfeng brought a new style pattern from time to time, the clothes would be tightly chosen by you, and there was no need to spend money!"

"Isn't this a bribe?" Zhao Yurou bit her lower lip gently and said, "You know, I never want to do anything under his name. She doesn't want him to think that I'm already that, but also thinks about him and not let him have a bad reputation."

Hao Jiaqi smiled twice and said, "What? Look, you still have him in your heart and think about him. Well, we won't take advantage of it. We don't have money, just spend money to make another set. Tomorrow, I'll go to the city, find a tailor shop, and do it as my clothes. But it seems that you won't be able to celebrate your birthday."

"I'm not in a hurry. Well, just do what you said." Zhao Yurou felt that this was a solution, but the tailor's shop may not have such good clothes.

In fact, Zhao Yurou also discovered that her relationship with Yang Tianfeng was getting closer. This did not require getting along day and night, but was just a psychological and emotional change.

At first, a new thought slowly, even she herself matured in her heart without realizing it. The fragmentary impressions of Yang Tianfeng's words and actions were constantly accumulating, some of which were not noticed by others, and even she herself speculated and guessed. But in this unknowingly, her interest and favoritism for Yang Tianfeng gradually increased, and her views gradually became determined.

Following all these thoughts that were unknown, Zhao Yurou found that the thoughts went from blur to clear, and kept floating into her consciousness, making her confused and contradictory. Why do I think of him, why don’t I hate or disgust for his intimate behavior, which is not excessive? Are he and I in a state of love? If he wants to go further, I will resist fiercely, just like I did when I hurt him before?

The feeling of a woman made Zhao Yurou know that Yang Tianfeng loved her, and she could sense the love in her eyes staring at her. This made her a little proud and a girl's panic. She felt closer and deeper and deeper, and she longed and a little scared.

"Is the fabric a problem?" Hao Jiaqi also thought of this matter, frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said tentatively: "I think he must have it at home, why don't you care about Meng Qiulan?"

"No." Zhao Yurou refused very simply, "Do whatever fabric you have, and style is important."

Hao Jiaqi pursed her lips helplessly and said, "Well, a person's appearance is the most important thing. You are so beautiful, you look good in whatever you wear."

As he was talking, someone knocked on the door outside. It was the guard who informed him that Yang Tianfeng had sent someone to deliver the things.

Although he misses home and is still home-minded, Yang Tianfeng cannot come back immediately and can only express his concern and miss his woman.

"Wow, new clothes." Hao Jiaqi deliberately exclaimed, "It looks so good, Yang Tianfeng is too partial, right?"

Woolen, nine-point sleeves, high waist... Without a fur collar, only fur is embellished with fur on the cuffs and pockets. The whole look also looks simple, but this seems to suit Zhao Yurou's preferences. She is not a complicated woman at first, and she doesn't like luxury and cumbersomeness.

"It's worn in winter. It doesn't have a fur collar and the sleeves are a bit short. He wants me to freeze to death?" Zhao Yurou put on her new clothes under Hao Jiaqi's busy work, turned left and right, and she clearly liked her so much that she was still dissatisfied with her mouth, but she could hear her voice. However, she could be so mean to act coquettishly and make her petty.

"You don't like giving it to me." Hao Jiaqi smiled and joked, "If you don't give it to me, I will do one as I want to do it!"

Zhao Yurou didn't say or give, she just smiled and ignored Yang Tianfeng's letter and read it.

"Can't let me see?" Hao Jiaqi came over and teased her on purpose.

Zhao Yurou giggled and turned her back to express her rejection.

He actually remembered his birthday, but he was busy with business and couldn't get out of it. But just this warm greeting and care made Zhao Yurou feel grateful, and suddenly flashed, and a spark of happiness ignited in her heart. If Yang Tianfeng was right in front of her, she felt that she would accept his hug and snuggle her head tightly and comfortably.

"Look at how beautiful you are!" Hao Jiaqi pushed Zhao Yurou gently and said with a smile: "Hurry up and write a reply to someone, it's a bit stingy. Maybe they don't care about anything and come to see you alone! I thought to myself, but I insisted on pretending to be calm. You, I have seen through it."

"What? Just nonsense. You, try to see through Yang Tianfeng?" Zhao Yurou felt guilty but stubborn, but she couldn't say more quibbling words.

"Yang Tianfeng, I can't see through it." Hao Jiaqi shook her head, hugged Zhao Yurou's neck affectionately, and said, "This task can only be handed over to you! Third lady, I will tell me then!"
Chapter completed!