Qing Yu's Qing Yu of Love

Are you a bandit?

RPS

Wang Qing, who was born as a team leader with mud legs, x Feng Jianyu, a political commissar who was born as a wealthy son

There were scattered snowflakes outside, and the already cold weather was covered by the dark clouds, making it even more dull.

It seems that the new year is coming, but the dwarves are still carrying out wave after wave of raids. I am afraid that this year will be passed in this ravine again.

In the dilapidated tile-roofed house, Wang Qing was wearing an old military uniform that had been washed and discolored, and slowly lit a cigarette with a bean-sized lamp.

The cigarettes were confiscated, and the packaging was pretty. The language of an unknown country was colorfully printed on it. Wang Qing didn't know it and didn't care. He just had one when he felt uncomfortable.

He was thinking about his family fortune. There were only three heavy machine guns left, five mortars, but no shells left.If you add what you can get today, you can make a small profit. It will always be no problem to sell those food and medicines and buy a set of the most comfortable harness.

We are also a land rich man, right?

Thinking of this, the unbearable pain in my heart finally subsided, and Wang Qing showed a bright smile.

crunch.

This was the sound of the wooden door being opened. Wang Qing hadn't put away the expression on his face when he saw Feng Jianyu enter the room with frowning eyebrows.

"Hey, Daewoo is here, hurry up and sit on the kang." Wang Qing pulled Feng Jianyu to sit down. There are not so many charcoal fires in the mountains, and the houses do not burn charcoal stoves but only burn kangs. When people are cold, they sit on the kangs.

Feng Jianyu didn't say anything, let Wang Qing pull him to the hottest kang and sit down, and found a military coat to cover him.

"Why did you come to see me so late? What's the matter?" Wang Qing asked.

"Commander Wang, is there a combat mission today?" Feng Jianyu said sullenly.With Wang Qing's meticulous care, his complexion has gradually warmed up, and if he doesn't get tense, he will probably have to fool him in a while.

"No, if there is a combat mission, can I not report to you?" Wang Qing said respectfully, with a smile on his face.

"Why did you go to that battalion?" Feng Jianyu stared straight at Wang Qing with big eyes, you're still not telling the truth, are you?

"Ah, someone sent me something, and I asked them to pick it up." Wang Qing still smiled brightly.

"Where can I get it?"

"Wanjia Town, not far away, I can come back early tomorrow."

"Wang Qing!" Feng Jianyu broke out completely, and slapped the Kang table fiercely, "That's a regiment of the [-]th regiment of the puppet army! You are in an ambush!"

"The puppet army is still called the army? It's like playing for fun. Do you think I can stop eating the meat that is delivered to our mouth?" Wang Qing still smiled shamelessly.

"You're dispatching the army privately. You're going to be sent to the Military Law Office for punishment, or you'll be shot!" Feng Jianyu's eyes were red with anxiety. The boss of the sky, his second child, walks sideways everywhere, but if he is really punished...he will love that one the most.

When Wang Qing heard this, his lungs exploded with anger. He has a violent temper. There is no room for others to blow up directly, but when he got to Feng Jianyu, he couldn't blow up for some reason. No matter how angry he was, he held back and slowed down. He calmed down and explained slowly. "Daewoo, this place is different from the places you read in your book. Our troops are not in good health, let alone weapons and equipment. When we were poor, neither of us could get a gun. I asked the chief to ask for it. The chief said to me, "If you want a gun, you will die. If I have a gun, what would you do with it?""

"Then how did you get the gun?" Feng Jianyu looked at Wang Qing intently, attracted by his story.

"I just told the chief, 'It's okay if you don't give me the gun, just don't worry about how I got it.' Then he agreed very happily. You see, in less than a year, our regiment's light machine gun and heavy machine gun They are all made in the United States and made in Germany. Where did they come from? Didn’t they all be snatched from the dwarfs and puppet soldiers? The chief said that this is a way of fighting under special circumstances, and it is not considered a violation of discipline.”

Feng Jianyu listened carefully to Wang Qing's words, and it was true that he was reckless and lost his temper when he was not familiar with the working environment.But I also knew in my heart that no matter how I lost my temper, Wang Qing, who was always a donkey in front of everyone, couldn't afford to get kicked here.

"Qing'er, I'm sorry, I didn't fully consider the special working conditions here, it was my mistake." Feng Jianyu's brows relaxed, his lips pursed slightly, and he lowered his eyes in embarrassment.

Wang Qing stared at Feng Jianyu like this, not knowing how to answer his apology.

Feng Jianyu didn't hear Wang Qing's answer, he suddenly looked up, saw his focused eyes on him, felt his cheeks burning hot, jumped up and ran away like a gust of wind.

When Wang Qing came back to his senses, there was only the bean-sized lamp and the coat that Daewoo had just covered in the room.

Early the next morning.

When Feng Jianyu woke up, he could faintly hear noises outside, probably because they came back together.As before, he threw his clothes into the quilt to warm up before putting them on, and was about to go out to get some water to wash his face. Who knew that Wang Qing was standing in front of the door, leading a tall and strong horse.

"How long have you been standing here? Why didn't you call me?" Feng Jianyu felt a little distressed when he saw the blue frost on his shoes.

"Don't you think that you haven't gotten up yet? Look, this is for you. The horse was not good last time and almost delayed your business. I will give you a good horse this time." Wang Qing led the horse. , put the reins in Daewoo's hands.

Daewoo held the warm rein in his hand, and the warmth seemed to be transmitted directly from his hand to his heart.

The last time I went to the headquarters for a meeting, the old horse naturally walked slowly and bumpy on the mountain road. Not only was he late, he almost didn't knock Daewoo to pieces, but he went back and lay down for several days. It was Wang Qing who was waiting for him. Taking things to heart, I specially bought a good horse for myself.Even the saddles and stirrups on the horse are newly made, wrapped in high-quality cowhide.

Daewoo's nose was a little sour for a moment. From the young master who never touched the sun at home to now, although poor, he is struggling for freedom and ideals every day. I don't know how much he has suffered. There is only one person who suppresses himself to him. Temper, do everything you can to be good to yourself.

"Are you a bandit!"

"Then I'll snatch you back and become Mrs. Yazhai."