Quartermasters can also fight the devils

"Brother, I'm here." As soon as Zhang Wenwu entered the living room, he took off his military uniform and threw it on the sofa. He greeted Zhang Wenjun who was sitting opposite him on the sofa, then sat down on the sofa and leaned back naturally.

"Wenwu, you can't be like this. A soldier should act like a soldier." Zhang Wenjun put down the newspaper in his hand and admonished Zhang Wenwu.

Zhang Wenjun heard this and immediately adjusted himself and sat up a little straighter. He had no choice but to be afraid of the old man, not the elder brother. This might be because he had been beaten by the elder brother since he was a child.

In his heart, his elder brother's words were more effective than anyone else's. This was a completely instinctive reaction. As for the old man's words, Zhang Wenwu basically dealt with them. Anyway, the old man would never hit him. Since he was a child, Zhang Wenwu had been beaten by the old man once.

Yes, it was the time when I helped my eldest brother steal a hundred dollars and was spanked on the buttocks by the old man with a military belt. Yes, just once.

Zhang Wenjun was very satisfied to see that his words had an effect. He was the only one at home who could control this younger brother with unruly thoughts.

According to Zhang Wenjun, he was not suitable for the army. It might be because he had spent too much time in the United States, so his thinking was a bit unorthodox and his discipline was not strong.

It can be said that he basically cannot meet the needs of the army. Except for his decent academic performance in cultural subjects, his other performances are basically not even close to excellence.

"Okay, Wenwu has finally come here, so don't use your military tactics. Tell him to relax." At this moment, Zhang Wenwu's sister-in-law Liu Ping and Aunt Feng brought the dishes to the dining table and complained to Zhang Wenjun.

"Hello, sister-in-law. What delicious food do you have today? I have been thinking about the dishes you cooked at school. They are so delicious." Zhang Wenwu quickly stood up and walked towards the dining table while flattering her.

Zhang Wenwu found out from the original owner's memory that as long as he could coax his sister-in-law and have her speak for him, his elder brother would not be so strict with him. There was no other way, one thing can conquer another, and Zhang Wenwu's flattery skills were still good.

When Liu Ping heard Zhang Wenwu praising her cooking, her smile widened and she quickly called Zhang Wenjun over to start eating.

"Sister-in-law, this braised pork is so delicious and so well cooked." Zhang Wenwu ate the rice in the bowl while flattering Liu Ping.

"Okay, eating can't stop you from talking." Liu Ping smiled and gave Zhang Wenwu a few pieces of braised pork

"No way, well...it's indeed...delicious." Zhang Wenwu was determined to flatter the emperor to the end.

Zhang Wenjun looked at this younger brother somewhat helplessly. He didn't look like a soldier at all. Instead, he looked like a common villain.

Zhang Wenjun couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he had to change the subject and talk about today's business first, and then asked Zhang Wenwu: "Wenwu, you will graduate next month, have you decided where to go after that?"

When Zhang Wenwu heard his elder brother's question, his eyes rolled and he sighed, "What was supposed to come has finally come."

This problem would be quite easy to solve in previous lives. If you have connections, you can use them to get to a good place. If you don't have any connections, you can just obey the arrangements and everything would be solved.

But it's not possible now, because it's 1936, and Zhang Wenwu knows very well that a direct war will break out between China and Japan next year. Although he used to be a keyboard warrior with plenty of time and leisure, he was still a little scared when he really had to face it himself.

But even though I am a coward, I am also passionate. As long as I don't go to dangerous places, it's fine. Well, since I have traveled through time, I have to do my best. It should be fine.

Zhang Wenwu encouraged himself and thought, yes, why not go to my sister-in-law's workplace. My sister-in-law Liu Ping works in telecommunications. Although I don't know what department she works in, she doesn't have to be on the front line, so her safety is guaranteed. She is also a technical talent. She can also contribute to the war of resistance.

When Liu Ping saw her brother-in-law suddenly glance at her, she knew what he was thinking. But Zhang Wenwu's personality was not suitable for her unit, so she quickly said to Zhang Wenwu in a friendly manner: "Wenwu, your whereabouts will be arranged by your eldest brother. Can he harm you? Hurry up and eat more meat. Aunt Feng, give Wenwu another bowl of soup."

Well, Zhang Wenwu knew from the moment he saw this that Liu Ping's path was blocked, so he could only resign himself to fate and said to his elder brother: "Brother, I don't have any specific ideas, how about you give me some advice."

Zhang Wenwu didn't say anything final, just in case there is a turnaround, so, brother, you have to understand what I mean. You are just making a suggestion, and you have the right to make a suggestion. The decision is still mine.

Zhang Wenjun really didn't think about it in this regard. After all, he was a younger brother who usually didn't beat around the bush and spoke like a young man.