Military Marriage: Boss, my sister-in-law got beaten up again

Chapter 255 1 Sucking

After arriving home, Xiao Zaiye touched Xiao Zaiye's head and said: "Be good at home. I don't know what time I will be back today. Wait for me at home."

After he said this lovingly, he rode his bike and left home.

Seeing Xiao Zaiye riding away on his bike, Gu Yao closed the door and locked it from the inside.

She had nothing to do, so she locked the door, also to prevent weirdos from coming into the house, and she had to find a way to refuse them.

At noon, she mainly watched a few men eat, and she really didn't eat much.

As soon as she got home, she felt a little hungry. She quickly entered the space. There was a small piece of her favorite dessert, a cake, on the table.

Gu Yao picked up the small cake and it still tasted sweet.

She sipped the sweetness of the cake bite by bite.

Senior Military Officers' Family House

Xiao Zaiye went straight to the door according to the address given by Mr. Qin.

The New Year is coming soon. Although there are many things to do in the army, as the commander of the Beijing North Army and the highest commander, I still go home and rest as usual at night.

For many things, the deputy commander would be responsible for carrying out orders. He got in his car and returned home early.

When the car arrived at the door of the house, I saw a strange figure.

The commander had his men stop at the doorstep.

I took a look at the spirited young man, and it looked like he was a soldier.

There was a cold look in the commander's eyes.

What he hates most is people using the back door to get things done.

However, those who can find their way here are still quite capable.

The commander got out of the car and stretched his long straight legs out from the door.

Xiao Zaiye looked at the approaching car. This car should be the one driven by Commander Wang.

Commander Wang got out of the car and looked at the unfamiliar Xiao Zaiye.

Xiao Zaiye bowed to him.

"Excuse me, are you Commander Wang?" Xiao Zaiye asked directly, with a neither humble nor arrogant expression.

Wang Xinchao raised his eyebrows: "Yes, that's right. Who are you? What do you want from me? How did you get here?" He really wanted to know who it was. He had always been indifferent to everyone before, and it was absolutely impossible for him to use the back door. Many people knew it.

Those who know him are aware that he is a loner. Even though he has become a commander, he is still working. He has not married yet and remains single.

"In reply to the commander, my name is Xiao Zaiye, and I am currently serving in the Jicheng Army... It was Mr. Qin Gui who gave me your address and asked me to come find you," Xiao Zaiye said solemnly.

Wang Xinchao was stunned. It was the old leader.

The leader is now in a sanatorium. The higher-ups want him to spend his later years in peace, so they let him stay in the sanatorium and not let him go out of Beijing North.

This is the best treatment given to an old soldier whose family has a stain, and it is also for Mr. Qin to avoid suspicion.

Wang Xinchao looked at Xiao Zaiye with admiration in his eyes. Anyone who could catch the attention of Old Qin must have his own abilities.

"Come in," Wang Xinchao said to Xiao Zaiye, and walked into the courtyard from outside the door.

Xiao Zaiye followed closely behind and caught up.

Xiao Zaiye and Wang Xinchao kept a distance between them, one in front and one behind.

When they arrived in the living room, Wang Xinchao said to Xiao Zaiye, "Please sit down. Since it was Mr. Qin who asked you to come, you are not an outsider."

Wang Xinchao said this, but he still had doubts in his heart. After all, this person was just talking nonsense.

Without any token, he would definitely investigate this person's situation.

Xiao Zaiye took out a letter and a pipe from his arms: "Commander Wang, please take a look at this first."

Xiao Zaiye was ungrateful. Even if Commander Wang asked him to sit down, he would definitely not sit down.

You never know who may be your superior in the future, so you still have to maintain basic etiquette.

When Wang Xinchao saw the pipe, a smile appeared on his lips.

This pipe is familiar.

There is also a trace on it.

Wang Xinchao took the pipe and looked at the carvings and words on it. It was a pipe that he had bought with his own savings when Old Qin led them to victory in the battle. He gave it to Old Qin.

At that time, Mr. Qin loved smoking during the war, so his subordinate and guard gave him this gift.

This pipe should have been smoked by the old man since he was in poor health and had old injuries.

This is what he learned.

He stroked his pipe and lost himself in reminiscence.

"Battalion Commander, in this battle, we won with fewer troops. If you hadn't led us to win this war, we might not be able to say what we are doing now and would have died long ago. Battalion Commander, now that we have won the war, what is your wish now?" Wang Xinchao smiled as he looked at the battalion commander who always rushed to the front to protect them whenever a war came. He felt mixed emotions in his heart.

"You are my soldiers. I will feel sad if I lose one of you. But you want to talk about wishes? Hehe, your battalion commander just wants a pipe right now. Rolling cigarettes is not as convenient as smoking a pipe." Qin Gui thought to himself. It would feel so cool to smoke with a pipe. But the economic conditions are really limited now. My brothers can't even get enough to eat, so how can they get a pipe to smoke? It's just a dream.

"Hahaha, I can't even eat enough now. I'm just thinking about it. You kid, there's still a bandage on your arm. Be careful and don't run around. There's nothing to do now. Lie down and rest." Qin Gui looked at Wang Xinchao in front of him. He was only a teenager, but he was in front of him, discussing his wishes like an adult with this old guy, and he was still talking nonsense with him.

Wang Xinchao took the battalion commander’s matter to heart.

It was also a gift to repay the battalion commander for saving his life.

Wang Xinchao found an old craftsman in the village at the foot of the mountain who specialized in making pipes. There were many pipes of various materials in the house.

But because of the war, all the pipes in the house are piled up at home gathering ashes.

Wang Xinchao looked at his pipe and was delighted.

"Uncle, do you have any good pipes at home?" Wang Xinchao looked at the pile of pipes and felt that this old man must have some good ones.

"Yes, it was the treasure of our store before. But now there is war everywhere and we can't do business now. You saved our village. This pipe, if you like it, I will give it to you," said the old man selling pipes with a heavy expression on his face.

It's not that he was reluctant to part with these pipes, but he was thinking about his family members who were all killed by the Japanese, leaving him as the only old man left.

If someone likes this thing, it will be a blessing for the pipe.

After all, they are all dead objects, so if they are useful, it is good.

"Old man, what are you talking about? I still have some money on me, take it. If it's not enough, I'll bring it to you later." Wang Xinchao took out two silver dollars from his pocket and handed them to the old man selling pipes.