Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

At four in the morning.

Cooking class.

The cooks who got up together yawned and came out of the dormitory. The two newcomers went to a team of cooking classes to carry the vegetables. The squad leader Chen took the old comrade to the operation room to clean the sanitation and prepare dumplings.

Except that today is the first day of the Chinese New Year, everything is as usual.

Until, a red ticket appeared in the field of vision.

"Old Chen, come here, come here..."

Looking at the red note put on the table, the old comrade quickly waved to Mr. Chen.

Squad leader Chen put down the spoon in his hand, and somehow put it together, but when he saw the red note, he could not help but stunned.

The red banknote was pressed with an empty vinegar bottle, and a small note was placed next to it, with four words written on it-"Happy New Year".

"I'm going, what did they learn from there?" Captain Chen growled distortedly.

Even if the gS9 team is tossed about, how can you come here to bully the students, and you can still be bullied by the students? !

The old comrade picked up the empty vinegar bottle, unscrewed the wooden stopper, smelled it, and raised his eyebrows: "The rice shochu you brewed."

"..."

Squad leader Chen hurriedly walked over to check his own wine. As expected, he found that there was less.

By the time he got up again, his face was already dark.

"Huh, don't really say it, it's quite sincere," the old comrade picked up the red note and the piece of paper again, with emotion, not only left the money to buy wine, but also sent the vinegar bottle back intimately, and finally added A blessing, not bad. ""

"Is this the point?!" The squad leader Chen shouted angrily at him, "The point is! This man goes back and forth, free in and out, we don't even know anything like a fool! This posture is Didn’t people evacuate our operation room and we can sleep like a pig?!”

"Don't you add protective measures?" The old comrade was very wide-hearted. He glanced at the bell at the door and shook his head. "The windows and the other door will be added later."

After talking, the old comrade persuaded again: "Relax, don't you think it was the same in a cooking class in the past, no matter how many traps you set, you can be taken advantage of."

"One team is one team, are they?" Chen squad leader said fiercely, "They are all new recruits, they have learned all the inferiority of the old fritters! Tell me about you--"

Old comrade: "..."

Your focus is here.

Mr. Chen pointed at the old comrades, hating iron and not becoming steel, "I was bullied by this group of recruits, can you be a little shameful and ashamed?"

"...I am ashamed."

The old comrade bowed his head in coordination and shame.

Captain Chen was so angry that he had a stomachache.

Halfway through, the old comrade raised his head humbly and asked, "What should I do?"

Squad leader Chen waved his hand, "Protect me! Send someone 24 hours a day! I don’t believe that neng will not die them!"

"... Lao Chen, we are four people, unrealistic." The old comrade persuaded worriedly.

"What's the matter, four people can't do it?!" Captain Chen angered, raised his voice and asked, "Can you be a bit ambitious?!"

The old comrade who was sprayed with a drool, wiped his face silently, then nodded with sigh, "We can definitely do it."

Captain Chen was still angry, raised his hand to the vegetable field outside, and then said: "Let me go to the vegetable field to see, if you throw a green onion, you have to do statistics for me!"

"Sorry."

Not daring to provoke this artillery battle, the old comrade quickly responded, and then swiped out of the door.

Mr. Chen was angrily, so he turned his back around the operation room twice, and then went back to the place where the bill was placed. When he saw the piece of writing paper, he couldn't help but think of the handwriting. Picking up the paper and looking at it, it turned out that my face was crooked—

Really capable!

The ligatures are all left handwritten!

*

on the lawn.

The sky was slightly bright, and Liang Zhiqiong woke up from his sleep, feeling the itchy nose, and unconsciously turned over in place.

However, the grassy breath, the earthy and fragrant ground, and the chilly wind gradually made her quickly wake up from her trance consciousness.

Finally, Liang Zhiqiong opened his eyes.

It was the pile of grass and the bright sky that caught my eye. Liang Zhiqiong froze for a while before recalling what he did last night.

"Mo Shangyun!"

After shouting the name of the person who shared the same bed and pillow, Liang Zhiqiong turned over and climbed up from the ground.

However, as far as he could see, he could not see Mo Shangyun's figure.

Liang Zhiqiong sat blankly, feeling the headache after drunk, and could not help rubbing his temples with his hands, wondering if "Meeting Mo Shangyun last night" was a dream.

It shouldn't be...

A fire and a charcoal pile were all packed properly, which was by no means what she could do, plus she had a headache after a hangover, so Mo Shangyun last night must have really existed.

But what about people?

Liang Zhiqiong stood up from the ground, intending to check around, but he got up too fast and nearly fell over in place.

"Woke up?"

Suddenly, Mo Shangjun's lazy voice came.

Looking back in a hurry, Liang Zhiqiong was relieved when he saw Mo Shangyun's figure coming from the river.

"Ok."

Liang Zhiqiong nodded, then stretched his waist.

After sleeping on the ground for several hours, I was able to sleep so refreshingly.

—Hey, just don’t hurt your head.

"Well, go wash."

Moving closer, Mo Shangjun threw a willow branch and a small packet of salt to her.

Liang Zhiqiong caught it subconsciously, but after hearing Mo Shangyun's words, he lifted the willow branch with a look of embarrassment and asked, "Which stuff to wash?"

"Ok."

Mo Shangjun responded faintly.

Seeing that she didn't look like a joke, Liang Zhiqiong looked at the willow branch for a while, barely detailing that this thing can brush his teeth.

"This is toothpaste?"

Liang Zhiqiong picked up the small packet and said to Mo Shangyun.

Leaning on her, Mo Yun raised an eyebrow, "Otherwise plan to make breakfast?"

"..." was stunned.

Dare to ask again, Liang Zhiqiong Ma Lier picked up the props in his hand and ran straight to the river.

Mo Shangyun straightened the brim, and then destroyed the remaining traces of the campfire, and even the drenches used for heat preservation were thrown back to the river bank.

Although there are traces of what you want to find, even if they are found, it will not affect them.

After finishing everything, Mo Shangjun went to the river and washed his hands.

"Mo Shangjun!" Liang Zhiqiong, who had thoroughly cleaned his mouth, hurried towards Mo Shangjun. "Did you get up early?"

Mo Shangyun said: "Half an hour ago."

But, just after sleeping for an hour, she went to the cooking class and returned the things.

She did not dare to sleep too well, otherwise the subconscious defense response was enough to beat Liang Zhiqiong this morning.

"Do you want to practice?" Liang Zhiqiong asked to Mo Jun excitedly, "I'm used to it. I don't move my bones and feel uncomfortable at this time."

Mo Shangyun who intends to be lazy: "..."

Gee.

She doesn't even have Liang Zhiqiong's consciousness now.

Pressing his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun nodded, "OK."

Liang Zhiqiong almost jumped from the ground without excitement.

Oye!

Mo Shangyun finally willing to take her personally!

Mo Shangyun, who was not clear about Liang Zhiqiong's inner thoughts, only because Liang Zhiqiong's proposal was all conscious, so he cheered up and planned to lead Liang Zhiqiong to practice.

It is now six o'clock and seven o'clock to go to the cafeteria to eat dumplings on time. Mo Shangyun intends to practice forty minutes, so I chose a simple project.

I didn't think that I just met North Jiangsu and You Nianyu who returned to the city.

"The two of you eloped yesterday?"

As soon as they saw the two, Su Bei stopped, and inevitably ridiculed.

Liang Zhiqiong followed with breathlessness. As soon as he came to Mo Shangjun, Mo Shangjun caught his shoulder.

Mo Shangyun said: "There is such a thing."

"What's the matter?"

Liang Zhiqiong asked inexplicably.

North Jiangsu raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Ding Jing is looking for her."

Upon hearing the name "Ding Jing", Liang Zhiqiong subconsciously shivered.

Damn, it's conditioned!

Liang Zhiqiong thought wildly.

Mo Shangyun asked: "Where is Ding Jing?"

"In the place where they usually train," North Jiangsu looked at Liang Zhiqiong, and then said, "Now stay alone."

Mo Shangyun gave her a white look and motioned her to converge a little.

Northern Jiangsu shrugged.

Slightly hooking his lips, Mo Shangjun asked with great interest: "There is a scene at night, would you like to watch it?"

Upon hearing the sound, North Jiangsu and You Nianyu glanced at each other.

"What drama?" Liang Zhiqiong asked curiously.

"It's none of your business."

Mo Shangyun set her aside.

Liang Zhiqiong looked at them without blinking, thinking that there was nothing he could not say, but his attention was focused on them, waiting for them to "say things."

However, in the end, North Jiangsu nodded decisively, "OK, nodded at the notice."

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun nodded.

As a result, the two groups separated.

Liang Zhiqiong watched with great blankness as the two of them exchanged information while they were playing a dumb puzzle...

Let me go, is there such a way of communication?

After North Jiangsu and You Nianyu left, Liang Zhiqiong pulled Mo Shangyun and asked, "Did you two say anything?"

Ink on the eyebrow raised, "No."

Without saying, it is like a gesture in a room, and North Jiangsu understands it.

Now that it is too clear, there is less fun at night.

"Really?" Liang Zhiqiong still didn't believe it.

"gone."

Grabbing her shoulder, Mo Shangjun pulled her up another path.

"Where are you going?" Liang Zhiqiong asked, "Don't you practice?"

"Find Ding Jing."

Liang Zhiqiong: "..."

Wo Ri, this early in the morning, can you not mention the name "Ding Jing"? !

Liang Zhiqiong thought angrily, however... dare not to speak.

In the end, Liang Zhiqiong was dragged away by Mo Shangyun to the places he often contacted.

Ding Jing usually increases her physical training and does not add other items, so she usually wanders around the training ground and a hillside.

The training ground is all regular training, as is the hillside here-just a mountain raid.

Ding Jing likes this hillside very much.

Because under normal circumstances, she is practicing hard, and Ding Jing chooses a place to sleep, from time to time to open her eyes to see if she is lazy.

This hillside is significantly quieter than the training ground.

When Mo Shangjun took her to the hillside, she did not expect it. She happened to see Ding Jing lying on a grass and sleeping. Youzao wandered with her hands behind her head. The morning wind blew melodiously, and her mouth was still in the mouth With a piece of grass, I do not know how laid back.

As soon as the two approached, Ding Jing lifted her eyelids, and the moment she opened her eyes, Liang Zhiqiong felt cold and murderous, but soon, when she wanted to confirm, she found that Ding Jing narrowed her eyes slightly. They looked at them both with a smile.

After spitting out the grass in his mouth, Ding Jing stretched out and sat up from the ground, elbows on the knees she propped up, she smiled and said, "Where did I think I went, the feeling is yours Are the two secret parties gone?"

"..."

Liang Zhiqiong stood behind Mo Shangyun and glared at her.

Ding Jing laughed even more.

Arrogant when there is a backer?

But even the arrogance is not in place, the excessive point is simply selling cute.

Mo Shangyun ignored Ding Jing, but asked Liang Zhiqiong, "How do you usually train?"

"... just run up and down."

Liang Zhiqiong answered truthfully, then glanced triumphantly at Ding Jing, meaning-the old lady was going to sue! It's up to you!

"Oh," Mo Shangyun nodded and said, "Then you continue."

"Continue... Ha?"

Liang Zhiqiong, who had been waiting for Mo Shangjun to punish Ding Jing, almost did not stare out his eyes.

I rely on!

Didn't Mo Shangyun support her? !

Was she affectionate? !

"obedient."

Mo Shangyun raised her hand and touched her chin.

"...Go and go!"

Liang Zhiqiong said vigorously, before leaving, he also gave Mo Shangyun and Ding Jing a glance.

——The two **** in the dark Chen Cang!

Liang Zhiqiong ran rashly.

Ding Jing smiled as Liang Zhiqiong left.

After Liang Zhiqiong ran away, she asked Mo Shangjun with great interest, "Is there something to do with me?"

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun admitted frankly.

"You said."

As a small errand, Ding Jing tried his best to show "sorrow" flattery to Mo Shangyun.

Although, I did not see it on the ink.

So, when Liang Zhiqiong ran down the **** and looked up at Mo Shangyun and Ding Jing, they found that after they were sitting together and chatting, they exploded into a small universe and rushed up.

*

Before seven o'clock, Mo Shangjun led Liang Zhiqiong away.

Liang Zhiqiong was so exhausted after running that he was too lazy to follow Mo Shangyun, and Mo Shangyun dragged her to the cafeteria.

Because this morning I want to eat dumplings made by myself, so the interest of the students is very high, and they haven't reached the point yet, and some people can't wait to wait in the cafeteria.

However, the successive "Happy New Year" has become a highlight of today's breakfast.

"Mo Mo, Happy New Year!"

As soon as Mo Shangyun entered the door, he heard Yan Gui's loud voice.

Noting Yan's empty table, Mo Shangyun dragged Liang Zhiqiong directly over.

Yan Guichao waved his hand towards Liang Zhiqiong, "Sister Xiaoqiong, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

Liang Zhiqiong responded weakly.

After the two sat down, Yan Jinzhao, Tang Poetry, Song Ci, Yuan Qu and others greeted each other, and Mo Shangyun returned with perfunctory nods to them.

However, Mo Shangyun was in a good mood for the first time he encountered such a collective New Year.

It was just that they greeted them next, but they made them crazy.

Because, a plate of dumplings was served-no, put, salt.

To be precise, it is not that salt is not put, but only a drop of salt is put, which tastes like nothing.

——"Fuck, was the master who sold salt killed?"

——“Shock! New Year’s Day! The cooking class is so poor that it can’t even afford salt! Is this a distortion of human nature or a moral loss?”

——“Tumbling, it’s not a good sign. This is the first day... Do we have to fall into the bark?”

——"It's still good to bite the bark. If you can't get it right, you have to pull the bark out of your mouth to get a cooking class."

——"It's better to live this day than to hang it."

...

All the students started to show their sneering nature and spared no effort to satirize the cooking class.

The two young cooks stood to distribute dumplings and experienced the ups and downs of the previous days. Now they can calmly face all the ups and downs. The speed of their skin growth is unmatched by others.

"You guys, listen well, our cooking class is very poor, but we are so poor that we can't even afford salt!" Mr. Chen took out a horn and appeared at the entrance of the canteen from somewhere, and roared at them with a somber face. , "To tell you the truth, the food these days has this taste! If you don't want to eat, you will get rid of it. Our pig food is just missing, and the excess is just used to feed the pigs!"

Mr. Chen's roar without breath, completely suppressed all the cynicism and sarcasm present.

"..."

The audience was silent.

The big man with a horn, they can't roar.

A group of people silently bowed to Captain Chen in their hearts, and then bowed their heads and swallowed dumplings.

Mo Shangyun ate a dumpling, and it tasted pretty good except that there was no salt.

Compared to the meals of the previous two days, this thing is a bit oily.

Liang Zhiqiong reluctantly swallowed a dumpling, thinking of the large jar full of salt last night, and anxiously approached Mo Shangjun a little, whispering: "Mo Shangjun, is it because we last night--"

Before she could finish talking, Mo Shangjun stuffed the dumplings that had just been caught into her mouth.

Liang Zhiqiong's words were forcibly interrupted.

"Eat slowly." Mo Shangjun reminded deeply.

There was tasteless dumplings in his mouth, and Liang Zhiqiong nodded a little.

However, Mo Shangyun's behavior seemed to be telling her that this was not the occasion to say this, so she did not mention the last half a word last night.

The little movements of the two of them, Yan Jinzhao and Yan Gui, both looked in the eyes, but no one said anything, as if they didn't see it, and then put the dumplings in their mouths.

Captain Chen stood at the door and looked at them for a while. Finally, he didn't wait for anyone to reveal the stuff, so he left first.

Looking at Captain Chen's angry expression in his eyes, Mo Shangyun couldn't help but feel funny.

——Which fool would take out the stolen food under the eyes of so many people?

However, Mr. Chen must not have deliberately sought anyone who stole the salt, but to punish them.

However, this punishment has a wide scope, which has caused many students with unknown reasons to be affected.

Of course, this does not matter-suffering alone is not as good as suffering.

Mo Shangyun thought very pleasantly.

*

Just after eight o'clock, a team of office buildings.

"Knock. Knock. Knock."

The open door was knocked.

Yan Tianxing, who had just arrived in the office and soaked a pot of tea, lifted his eyelids and glanced towards the door. Before he could speak, he saw the man knocking on the door and strode in.

Yan Tianxing only felt a headache.

"Happy New Year."

All the way to the sofa, Ruan Yan just stood still, and began with extremely perfunctory three words.

Pour the tea into the tea cup, Yan Tianxing fell backwards, frowning, "Come here so early for the New Year?"

-Take advantage of him.

Ruan Yan frowned, but didn't change his face: "Is there a red envelope?"

Glancing at the desk, Yan Tianxing said: "The left drawer, take it yourself."

"..."

I dug a hole for myself.

However, Ruan Yan was definitely a nonchalant person, so after a few seconds of pause, he went straight to Yan Tianxing's desk and opened the left drawer directly.

There was a stack of red envelopes inside, and a lot of cash should be put in it, and it felt thick.

-It is estimated that everyone has a share.

Ruan Yan reached out and took two from the inside.

Seeing him so unkind, Yan Tianxing's mouth twitched slightly, then noticed the quantity, and asked with a smile: "Isn't it appropriate to take two?"

Ruan Yan answered frankly and directly: "Bring one to Mo Yun."

"...She doesn't have to worry about you."

Yan Tianxing felt that he might not have slept well last night, at this time his head hurt even more.

Ruan Yan raised his eyebrows, "You didn't prepare for her?"

"..." Buttoned down a high hat, Yan Tianxing said helplessly, "You take it."

Anyway, she didn't get much of her red envelopes.

So Ruan Yan stuffed both red envelopes in his pocket, closed the drawer, and walked over to Yan Tianxing.

"When will the top three rewards come out?" Ruan Yan asked bluntly.

-This is his intention.

as predicted.

After taking a sip of tea, Yan Tianxing put the tea cup down, then fell on the sofa, his legs overlapped, and he asked Ruan Yan: "Listening to what you mean, do you have an idea?"

Ruan Yan said: "I want your desk."

"..."

As expected.

Ruan Yan coveted this desk is no longer a day or two.

Because Ruan Yan came after betting with Mo Shangyun, they were in a hurry, and they only had time to go through the formalities. They waited until the day before Ruan Yan transferred to realize that it was time to vacate an office for Ruan Yan-the others did not receive this treatment. But after all, Ruan Yan's profession is different, and there are many things that need to be handled in the office.

So he quickly packed up an office for him, but without a good desk, Yan Hanyu found a broken table for Zhang Neng in the logistics department.

I heard that Ruan Yan just broke his face in the office, and scared the team members who led him into the door for a few days before he dared to approach him again.

At that time, Yan Tianxing thought that he would use it for a few days and change it to another one.

But... Ruan Yan's relationship with Mo Shangyun is really good, and it always means to pry the corner. Yan Tianxing chose to forget about him, but he didn't mention it later.

In fact, his new desk has already been completed, and the logistics department has been asking if he should be sent to him, but Yan Tianxing pressed him down.

Later, Ruan Yan heard from somewhere that Yan Tianxing didn't like what other people moved him, so he didn't know what to think, so he hit his desk.

Every time he comes to his office, most of his eyes are on his desk, I am afraid he has been trying to find a way.

On the New Year's Day of this year, Ruan Yan came to ask for a desk...as if it were intentional.

However, Yan Tianxing did not intend to worry about him in this matter.

Although Ruan Yan always thought of prying him in the corner, Ruan Yan's ability to work is still certain...

Yan Tianxing simply said: "Send it to you in the afternoon."

"No, I have found two people, and I can move right away." Ruan Yan said nonchalantly, and then glanced at him again, adding, "My old table is not bad and can be brought to you. "

Yan Tianxing: "... whatever you want."

——What can I do if I meet such a subordinate who is brave enough to provoke and dare to find fault?

-Find a chance to destroy him!

*

On New Year's Day, the instructor did not show up, just like the previous two days.

But with the lessons of the first day, no one dared to relax at this time, and everyone completed the training as required.

The hateful thing is that the food in the cafeteria is becoming more and more unpalatable.

The last two days had some taste, but today it really hasn't tasted anymore, and I almost strayed in popularity to streak in the cafeteria to protest.

Liang Zhiqiong returned to Ding Jing’s devil’s claws. I don’t know if it was Liang Zhiqiong’s illusion. After talking with Mo Shangjun, Ding Jing’s training became more and more strict. Liang Zhiqiong even had a minute of rest and was extravagant. Yes, so tired that he can't even express his expression.

All these painful experiences did not end until the evening.

Because, after stepping on training before seven o'clock, Liang Zhiqiong discovered that Ding Jing was gone.

——Wing Ding has a great heart?

Liang Zhiqiong felt wrong.

Moreover, something is very wrong.

How could Ding Witch be kind-hearted? This person's heart is black. I wish she could torture her to death.

It is absolutely impossible to disappear silently.

unless……

Until it was about seven o'clock, Liang Zhiqiong thought of Mo Shangyun's contact with Northern Jiangsu, You Nianyu and Ding Jing in the morning. Leng Buding felt that there were any clues to string together. Then she went straight to the place where Yan returned to their training!

Fuck, she remembered it!

——I don’t know when someone will form a team to extinguish the arrogance of Chai Xinyan and Ai Youhuai.

——It will be extinguished immediately.

——What are you going to do?

——I will know tonight.

These words flashed in his mind, and Liang Zhiqiong almost flew up from the ground with excitement.

Rely on!

There is definitely a big show tonight!

Once you miss it, regret it for life!

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

The fingers are so painful that I haven’t written [Teach you to be a man], everyone will come back tomorrow!