Chapter 413: You taste

Chapter 413 You Taste
"You are a pig brain with a platoon leader. I must be sure that my sister-in-law thought that the battalion commander could not wake up, and deliberately said that getting married stimulated him. This is called stimulation therapy. You see, I am not awake now, and I am in very good condition."
"Oh, then this one must also be written down. When a person is dying, you just say you want to marry him, or marry her, so you can make her/him come alive..."
Su Mian:...
He didn't know if Wei Zhenhui heard it, she was full of hearing. Su Mian couldn't laugh or cry. He didn't expect that these soldiers arranged her in this way.
At this time, Wu Feng came and brought lunch and chicken soup.
Su Mian washed his hands and filled a small bowl. Seeing that the temperature was just right, he fed Wei Zhenhui a spoonful.
Wei Zhenhui's expression, how can I say it, is a little hard to say.
"Not good? Or hot?"
"It's delicious, if you don't believe it, try it." Wei Zhenhui twitched at the corner of his mouth, then stared at Su Mian.
Su Mian didn't believe it, but she didn't taste it, so she didn't want to use the spoon he used.
After feeding Wei Zhenhui and Su Mian had his own meal, he understood the meaning of Wei Zhenhui's expression.
The soup was too salty, and she felt salty when she ate the rice. I really don't know how Wei Zhenhui endured it. No wonder she drank half a glass of water after drinking the soup.
Moreover, there is obviously soy sauce in the soup, which will leave scars.
Nowadays, we don’t pay attention to health preservation, so the soup is simply cooked chicken.
Not to mention the food in the cafeteria, although it was light and lacking in nutrition, there was no way for Su Mian to find a platoon leader.
"Huh, sister-in-law, are you going to cook soup for the battalion commander yourself?" The platoon leader took out a notebook, quickly wrote a few words, and then stuffed it into his trouser pocket.
He collects materials anytime, anywhere! Is he easy?
Seeing a platoon leader scratching his ears and cheeks, "Why, isn't it a bit embarrassing?" Think about it, this is the hospital, where is the place, "Then go to Wei Zhenhui's dormitory? I run every day, not tired." This is Su. The only way Mian thought of, in order for Wei Zhenhui to recover sooner, she went all out.
In the previous life, she married Jiang Yi. Jiang Yi refused to let her go out to work, and even specially invited a Sichuan chef to let Su Mian learn from him.
At that time, Su Mian wanted to return to the sanitation team, so she naturally didn't care about learning, and cut her fingers several times. In fact, she didn't cut it on purpose. She really didn't like cooking.
Xu realized that Su Mian was indeed not a housewife, so Jiang Yi gave up.
However, Su Mian sometimes secretly cooked the dishes and stewed soup for the old chief, and the old chief was full of praise.
It's just that she hasn't cooked for so many years, she doesn't know how much her poor cooking skills are left.
The platoon leader was shocked by Su Mian, his mouth was so open that he could squeeze his fists into his fists. He did not expect that his sister-in-law would actually cook for the battalion leader.
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"It's not difficult, but my sister-in-law has worked hard. It takes three hours to run back and forth."
Su Mian knew the place of Wei Zhenhui's dormitory. She had been there once in her previous life, and it was indeed far from the military hospital.
"No hard work, you take me there this afternoon, I will try it first, I don't know how it tastes." Su Mian said with some guilty conscience. If this is done, Wei Zhenhui doesn't like to drink, what can I do.
Seeing that Su Mian had made a decision, the line leader ran away as soon as he responded.
The battalion commander’s dormitory is usually where the polished commander lives, and he often has tasks, with few furnishings, let alone pots and pans. Therefore, he quickly called the other platoon leaders to prepare.
Good afternoon~ I’m the courier brother Niaoye who delivers lunch, the guest officer is slow~~
(End of this chapter)