The day after the pig died, Li Chuangcheng came to the small bungalow, hoping to comfort Zhu Dekang, who had lost his backbone.

Zhu Dekang has always been a rumored person in the company. He is not a soldier of the former 1st Division. He was originally discharged from the garrison troops in the southern Xinjiang with the deputy company commander Li Ding.

In the same year, the rest of the soldiers had already been discharged from the army, and he was the only one left.

When he came to the 1st Division, he happened to be the first year of the soldier. Although he had been the squad leader of the combat squad, his education was not high, and he stopped the idea of ​​taking the military academy. He wanted to become a volunteer soldier, so in the fourth year he stepped down from the squad leader of the kitchen squad and took the initiative to raise pigs.

Everyone in the company respects the oldest and likes to call him "Commander Zhu". In fact, Commander Zhu has only ten soldiers, lying in the circle and eating and drinking. Now, nine swine fevers have met God, and one of them has gone to the slaughterhouse. Of course, Commander Zhu will not feel better.

"Old squad leader."

Li Chuangcheng immediately took out his cigarette when he entered the door.

Zhu Dekang was still lying on the bed and erected his body, looking sad.

"Come on, smoke a cigarette." Li Chuangcheng took the initiative to hand the cigarette to his hand.

Zhu Dekang didn't say anything, his eyelids didn't move at all.

Li Chuangcheng said again: "Old squad leader, aren't it just ten pigs? I discussed with Deputy Company Commander Li, and I will buy another ten pigs and come back. Can't I just raise them again?"

Zhu Dekang didn't even move his eyelids, staring at the ceiling and said, "Do you know how long this pig has been raised?"

Li Chuangcheng was stunned and then began to count on his fingers.

"Don't forget it." Zhu Dekang said: "It's been a year since this pig is not fed. I feed it with swamps and pig grass. This kind of pig is delicious. I usually take them out for exercise and exercise. I think this pig will definitely be delicious..."

Li Chuangcheng knew what this meant. Zhu Dekang had less than one year left in his service period. Before he retired from the army, he could not leave the ban even if he was raised.

So I quickly changed my focus and said: "Yes, yes, yes, feed naturally, of course it tastes delicious, the meat is fragrant, and the fat is thin."

After a second thought, he said, "By the way, the old squad leader, there is pork tonight. The remaining pig was killed. The company commander said he would add food tonight."

"What good dish can Zhang Jianxing make... Humph!" Zhu Dekang said disdainfully: "It's fried pork with pepper again, right? I said Li Chuangcheng..."

He suddenly rolled up from the bed and stared at Li Chuangcheng and said, "It's not me that you are the cooking squad you take from me. Look at what dishes you cook now!? When I was the squad leader, I could cook Sichuan, Hunan, Cantonese, Shandong cuisine. Look at you. Since you became the squad leader, you can do whatever the company commander says every day. You don't know how to give suggestions and change your taste?"

After saying that, he lay down again.

"Not to eat! I feel sorry for the pig I raised!"

Zhu Dekang suddenly died of chatting, and the atmosphere became awkward.

Li Chuangcheng could only say nothing: "I saw Zhuang Yan's dick soldier just now."

Zhu Dekang said: "What are he doing? He went to train again? Now he has fulfilled his wish. The pig is dead, and he is too idle to grow moss, so let him do it!"

Li Chuangcheng said: "I saw him at the bomb dropping ground just now and was smashing grenades. I asked him why he didn't go back to the room to rest. He said he wanted to train. I said this kid is really a bit tough. He came to me a few days ago and told me to get a gun for him and ask him to train the target. What's the matter! What else do you do in our kitchen class? You can practice it if you can just practice well."

"Bad!" Zhu Dekang rolled up again, his eyes wide open: "Who said that the kitchen class can practice it!? Who said that the kitchen class training is too rare? I said that Li Chuangcheng, when I was in the kitchen class, you were also under my hands, how did I train you?"

Li Chuang wanted to slap himself secretly in Chengdu.

This is really a pot that doesn’t open to the pot.

He actually forgot that Zhu Dekang had come from the combat squad. Before raising pigs, he served as the fourth squad leader for two years, served two groups of soldiers, and then went to the kitchen squad voluntarily in the fourth year, and raised pigs in the fifth year.

In the Iron Eighth Company, the new recruits had no idea that Zhu Dekang, a fairy-like veteran, could even know military subjects.

But the veterans all knew that especially the third-year soldier like Yin Xiancong, who was once a soldier under Zhu Dekang.

In fact, Zhu Dekang is definitely not a vegetarian in military terms.

Li Chuangcheng was the kitchen squad taken by the recruits, and Zhu Dekang was still the kitchen squad leader at that time.

The kitchen class at that time carried out military training every year, and the training results were pretty good, so it was a good match for the class.

However, all the recruits were assigned this year, so Li Chuangcheng was happy to be idle. The company did not require the kitchen team to conduct training, so he simply refused.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's my fault..." Li Chuangcheng nodded again and changed the topic again: "Actually, the recruits in the kitchen squad are different from Zhuang Yan. I heard that Zhuang Yan once wanted to try to teach the brigade to participate in the squad leader training. He asked me to say, "I've come to the kitchen squad class, what do you want to do? It's better to learn how to cook, and go home after the army and open a restaurant or something. You need craftsmanship and craftsmanship, perseverance and perseverance, and it's hard not to do it... I've thought about it, I'll go back..."

Speaking of the future of retirement, Li Chuangcheng began to talk about his grand plans.

Zhu Dekang, who was standing beside him, fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, he said to Li Chuangcheng: "You do something for me."

After saying that, he took the cigarette from Li Chuangcheng and lit it.

When Li Chuangcheng saw Zhu Dekang seemingly coming back to his senses, he was overjoyed and said, "Okay, I will do what you told me about by the old squad leader. If I can't do it, I will write the word Li upside down!"

Zhu Dekang gave him a blank look and ridiculed: "Li Chuangcheng, you are good at everything, you just like to praise Haikou. I said, can you change your temperament?"

Li Chuangcheng smiled embarrassedly and said, "Isn't this called "It's easy to change the country and nature is hard to change..."

Zhu Dekang said: "Okay, you said that as long as I explain, you can do anything, right?"

Li Chuangcheng was excited again: "Of course! I can't miss you, old squad leader!"

Zhu Dekang pointed to the direction of the company and said, "Okay, it's not in vain that I'll be your squad leader. Go to the company and shave your ears on Zhang Lian's face."

Li Chuangcheng suddenly became tickle, and the passion on his face melted like water.

I'm fucking!

Draw the company commander!?

It was a tiger rushing to fly on its head, and igniteing the lights in the pit - illuminating shit (seeking death)!

"this……"

Zhu Dekang said: "Look, you're mute?"

He gave him a blank look and said, "Talk the serious business, what I asked you to do is very simple. Go and find a gun for the soldier Zhuang Yan."

Li Chuangcheng's eyes were rounded: "What? Looking for a gun?"

Zhu Dekang said: "Yes, I'll give him training every day. Now the pigs are dead, and he's almost bored here. You give him a gun and let him do the training. Also, you have also learned the infantry major and give him some advice."

Li Chuangcheng said: "I have to take care of the matters in the kitchen team, there is no time..."

Zhu Dekanghu raised his face and said, "Don't pretend to be garlic, do you think I have never taken care of the cooking team? Once breakfast is cooked, you don't have to do anything after breakfast. It's all the soldiers and chefs in your class who clean up. You have at least two hours before lunch starts. Don't think I don't know. I go out to town all day long and squat at the market door to watch the factory girl. Do you think I'm stupid?"
Chapter completed!