Chapter 913: Is Liu Feng Still a Good Comrade?

This was a place at an altitude of over a thousand meters, naturally much milder than the plateau at over three thousand meters. White clouds dotted the blue sky, the sun was warm, there was no strong wind, and between the high mountains and heavy peaks, it was a scene of great mountains and rivers. Looking at the meadow on the slope, it was all yellow and green; this was the beauty of nature.

Not caring whether his clothes were easy to wash or not, Wang Yan lay lazily on the meadow, his hands pillowing his head, his eyes slightly narrowed, bathing in the sunshine and the breeze, enjoying the beautiful scenery of nature at the moment.

"Wang Yan, you're hiding here." Liu Feng's voice sounded.

This was the last stop of this year's performance. Wang Yan didn't go back after performing here yesterday, waiting for the Art Troupe's main force to come over. After the performance, they would return to the Art Troupe's station in Mencius together tomorrow.

"You're here." Wang Yan turned his head and looked, "How did you find me?"

"I was looking for a place to pee and saw you lying here. The ground is so cold, don't catch a cold."

"You'll know if you lie down too, it's very comfortable." Wang Yan didn't move lazily, "I've been exhausted these days, I just want to lie here until the end of time."

Liu Feng sat cross-legged beside Wang Yan and laughed: "I heard the new song you wrote, it's really well written."

"Finished arranging?"

"You don't know Old Liao? I heard he received the letter you sent him, stayed up for two days to arrange the music, then took the band and finished it in one day, let the Political Commissar listen to it once, and by the fourth day, it was taken out for performance. 'We Soldiers' to open, 'The Motherland Will Not Forget' to close, especially liked by the soldiers..."

"Also, didn't you send the manuscript to the PLA Literature and Art before you left? They sent you another forty yuan in manuscript fees and wrote you a letter. I heard from the Political Commissar that it's because you wrote too much and too fast, seventy thousand words is enough for them to publish for a year, so the PLA Literature and Art side helped you contact 'Shao Jingwen and Art.' You should send a copy to that side if you have articles in the future."

"Also said they contacted the People's Literature Publishing House for you, hoping to publish your 'Chinese Heroes,' you're really going to be a great writer."

Liu Feng chattered a lot to Wang Yan; he had always been like this.

PLA Literature and Art was a monthly magazine, and Shao Jingwen and Art was the later Shao Jingwen, which was the name changed in the eighties. It was also the earliest literary publication to resume publication in this storm, and it was also a monthly magazine. People's Literature Publishing House was directly under the Ministry of Culture, and the famous "Contemporary" was from People's Literature, but it hadn't been founded yet.

"What kind of great writer, it's all serving the people." Wang Yan laughed, then said, "I'll give you canned food later, the troupe leaders from all over gave quite a lot this time."

"Thank you, Wang Yan."

"What's the big deal? Chen Can and Zhu Ke still have conflicts with me, look at how happily they eat. But speaking of canned food, there's one thing I have to tell you."

"You say."

"Still Lin Dingding. Did you give her the can I gave you before? Do you know what she said when she went back to the dormitory? She said the can was sent to her by me."

"Impossible!"

Wang Yan shook his head repeatedly: "It was Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi who told me. At that time, she went back to the dormitory... If you don't believe it, you can ask He Xiaoping; they are all in the same dormitory, and she knows everything they talk about every day. If you ask her, she definitely won't hide it from you. Didn't you notice that after I returned to the troupe after the last performance, Lin Dingding was especially enthusiastic toward me?"

"Look, not talking anymore, hanging your face, right? Fell in love with her at first sight? Devoted to her? Wu Ganshi kissed that can several times, and this can of yours became sent by me, and you still don't understand?"

After a long silence, Liu Feng spoke. His voice was obviously low, trembling faintly: "Then what do you think?"

"I don't think anything. It's Wu Ganshi, Doctor Zhang, this, and that. If you really get married and she's still flirting with others, can you stand it? I can't stand it."

"Liu Feng, I'll say it again, revolutionary love also depends on the person. Lin Dingding is not this kind of person. Either you have money, or you have power, and can bring her direct benefits, or at least look like you have a future, like me."

"Her life is better than others, and you can't give it to her even if you're exhausted. With that much salary, with those few tickets, everyone is tight, she wants to eat meat today, wants to eat sugar tomorrow, wants to eat fine grain every meal, can you cook noodles every meal? You, think about it carefully, is it worth your dedication? Hey, don't be stubborn with me, I won't listen, anyway, you know it in your heart."

Liu Feng pursed his lips. Why did Wang Yan's words stab his heart every time? But he didn't speak in the end, just sat on the side, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him in a daze. He had no intention of appreciating it at all; his mind was full of Lin Dingding, Lin Dingding...

"Wang Yan, are you being lazy here?"

This voice woke up Liu Feng, who was immersed in sadness. He looked over and saw Xiao Suizi standing there prettily. He heard very clearly that there was a hint of joy in Xiao Suizi's voice.

Feeling the shadow on his face, Wang Yan opened his eyes, looking at the girl with big eyes blinking above his head: "I'm exhausted, can't I rest? Don't block the light, I'm bathing in the warmth of the sunshine."

Xiao Suizi curled her lips, greeted Liu Feng, and sat down on Wang Yan's right.

"It's good that you came, hurry and tell Liu Feng what Lin Dingding said that night."

"That, I'll go back immediately, you guys talk." Liu Feng stood up with a "teng," turned around, and left, very decisively.

Xiao Suizi was amused by Liu Feng's panicked appearance: "You told him?"

"Liu Feng is such a good person, I can't just watch him jump into a fire pit."

"Hmm, indeed." Xiao Suizi laughed, "I'm telling you, it was very lively while you were away. Lin Dingding... at that time Old Liao was rehearsing the new song you wrote, your song is really well written, at that time Lin Dingding said..."

Generally, it was Lin Dingding saying all kinds of good things, and then not admitting that there was anything between her and Wang Yan, continuing to consolidate the public opinion foundation.

"I'm telling you, Wang Yan, you must be careful. Her scheming is too heavy, and it might affect your bright future."

"Rest assured, I know." Wang Yan nodded with a smile, "Everyone is a comrade-in-arms, I can't help it if she's so enthusiastic. If I ignore her, it shows I don't know what's good for me and don't fit in. If I pay attention to her, it confirms the rumors. This is really, if my parents knew I was so popular and attracted female comrades so much, they would be happy to death."

"Get out of here, is that being attentive? That's using schemes, a beauty trap!"

"You're also a beauty, come, use a scheme on me."

"So annoying, no shape at all." Xiao Suizi blushed and patted Wang Yan lightly.

"You seem to have lost weight."

"The squad leader said I was a bit fat and told me to lose some. You say we don't have any oil, how can we be fat?"

"Some people get fat even drinking cold water. You're just fine, you'll look out of shape if you lose any more. Wait until we go back to eat meat, I'll help you put on some fat."

"I'd rather be fat to death, it's almost spring, and you're still talking about putting on fat. But your braised pork is really delicious, I drool just thinking about it."

"After the New Year, find a time when there's no mission, and we'll open a small stove." Wang Yan smiled, "The canned food from before is all eaten, right? I got quite a lot this time, take a few cans later and eat as much as you want."

"All eaten, it's really too craving. If there isn't, it's fine, but if there is, it's like a cat scratching in my heart, sorry." Xiao Suizi said she was sorry, and her face was indeed embarrassed.

"What's there to be sorry about? It's for you to eat, and it's not like you didn't pay."

"That little money is not enough."

"If it's not enough, use a beauty trap on me, isn't that enough?"

"Why are you back to that again? I think you're looking for a beating." Xiao Suizi patted Wang Yan lightly again.

Just like this, Wang Yan lay down, Xiao Suizi sat on the side, chatting idly, bathing in the sunshine, bathing in the breeze, on the yellow-green meadow...

Breaking this atmosphere was Hao Shuwen's loud voice.

"I say you two, a man and a woman alone, don't pay attention to influence. The performance is about to start, if Liu Feng hadn't said you were here, I really wouldn't have found you. Suizi, hurry up."

"Okay."

Wang Yan also sat up, letting Xiao Suizi pat the grass off his body, looking at Hao Shuwen who was frowning and glaring at him: "What are you glaring at me for? Look at you, always like this, can't feel the deep longing of revolutionary comrades at all."

"What, felt it from Suizi?" Hao Shuwen walked with Wang Yan, bumping into him hard with her shoulder, "You two chatted quite well."

"Not only that, there's also a beauty trap."

"Oh my, so annoying."

"What beauty trap?" Hao Shuwen didn't understand, feeling like she had been abandoned by the world.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. It's just that I told him about Lin Dingding, before Lin Dingding wasn't... and then he went on and on, asking me to give him one."

"Oh, should I give you one?" Hao Shuwen pretended to be affected, pinching her voice.

"Then forget it, that's not a beauty trap, that's Zhang Fei embroidering flowers." After speaking, Wang Yan ran away.

Hao Shuwen was stunned for a moment, then chased after him tightly: "Wang Yan, you stop, I'll fight you, see if I don't beat you to death."

Watching the figures of the two running back and forth, Xiao Suizi laughed out loud. After laughing, endless melancholy surged into her heart. If it could always go on like this, it would be extremely good...

Today's scene was quite big, because this was the division headquarters of the 14th Army, and there were quite a lot of people watching the program. There were deputy commanders and army leaders patrolling before the New Year, local division leaders, and many officers and soldiers such as regiment commanders below, and a regiment of soldiers from the headquarters, very lively. Wang Yan's performance yesterday was this scene, but there were no deputy commanders and army leaders.

Wang Yan took a few heavy blows from Hao Shuwen and was disliked for the strong smell on his body, then went to the backstage to greet the comrades of the Art Troupe, especially chatting a lot with the Political Commissar, Old Liao, Fang Hongmin, and others. Afterward, he took a small stool and joined the soldiers' team to watch the program.

Undoubtedly, the opening was inevitably a speech by the leaders. After a lot of care, Hao Shuwen walked onto the stage; she was the announcer and also played the accordion.

Like Liu Feng said, the opening was Wang Yan's "created" "We Soldiers," Fang Hongmin sang with deep affection, generous and passionate, singing out the pride of being a soldier and the dedication of the military.

Then there were dances, plays, and other programs performed in turn, and the soldiers watched them lively, applauding and cheering from time to time. From morning until noon, it finally ended with the singing of "The Motherland Will Not Forget." After another performance in the evening, all the performance tasks before the New Year were finished. Tomorrow they would return to the station, rest for a day, and it would be the New Year.

Lunch was white flour steamed buns, and the dish was pork, cabbage, and vermicelli. Although there wasn't much pork, the cabbage was soft and glutinous, all with the taste of meat, and together with the meat soup, it was still very good. It was the end of the year, after all, so they had to eat something good, and the army's food standard rose in a straight line.

Wang Yan took his lunch box, filled it with a full box of dishes, covered the dishes with two large steamed buns, had one in his mouth, and held one in his hand. Sitting at the table backstage, opposite him was the sad Liu Feng.

"Long time no see again, Wang Yan, the songs you wrote are really nice, both new and old songs are nice." Lin Dingding came over with a smile, placed her lunch box on the table, and sat beside Wang Yan.

There was no fixed and default position for eating outside, and some people even found a place to eat outside, so everyone sat casually.

This made Hao Shuwen, who was a step behind, glare, but she didn't show anything, and went to sit beside Liu Feng, while Xiao Suizi sat beside Lin Dingding.

In the process of them finding their seats, Wang Yan responded with a smile: "Everyone says so, thank you, Comrade Lin Dingding."

"Everyone is a comrade-in-arms, why be so polite? You are a person in our Art Troupe, you have achievements, and we all have light on our faces. You don't know, when we perform outside, sometimes soldiers ask about you."

"The soldiers are indeed enthusiastic."

"That's also because you served the soldiers well. Your storytelling is so wonderful, everyone loves to listen." As she spoke, Lin Dingding frowned and sniffed, "I feel like there's a smell. Did you smell it? Wang Yan?"

"What else could it be, it's from his body." Hao Shuwen took over the conversation, "Haven't bathed or changed clothes for more than a month, his body is all dust, and the weather here is humid, so he's marinated in the smell."

In Liu Feng's death-like eyes, Lin Dingding leaned close to Wang Yan and smelled his shoulder, saying: "This is all the achievement of your dedication to the frontier soldiers, you've really worked hard. Liu Feng too, every time he goes out to handle things for the regiment and helps comrades get things, he's also full of smell, it's all dedication. Liu Feng, you've also worked hard."

..."Thank you, Dingding." Liu Feng didn't know what to say anymore.

Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi looked at each other, both full of disgust.

"Comrade Lin Dingding's awareness is really high." Wang Yan nodded, looking at Hao Shuwen, "I'll correct you, it's not that I haven't bathed for a month, I bathed last week."

"What's the difference?" Hao Shuwen rolled her eyes.

Wang Yan said: "Comrade Lin Dingding, I heard that there seem to be rumors about us in our regiment, does it have any impact on you?"

"Wang Yan, everyone is a comrade-in-arms, why be so polite? Don't call me comrade, it's too distant, just call me Dingding, everyone calls me that."

Lin Dingding patted Wang Yan lightly and laughed, "As for the rumors you mentioned, what's the big deal? Are there few rumors about me in our regiment? Wu Ganshi, Doctor Zhang, and Liu Feng, there are rumors about all of them. Last time we trained and performed, didn't you see me with Wu Ganshi? That was him interviewing me, and he sent me a can of meat to eat.

As a result, I was criticized by our squad leader the next day because he helped me prove and explain. The rumors about me and him haven't finished spreading yet, and now you've been added. They are just bored, talking nonsense all day long. I'm used to it, you don't mind, right?"

"I definitely don't mind, it's just that I'm afraid it will have a bad impact on you. I've already delayed Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi. If it's because of me that you're delayed in finding a partner, that would really be a sin."

"Hey, if it's really delayed, you have to be responsible for me, don't let me become an old maid."

"You two, that's enough, there are so many people, pay attention to influence." Xiao Suizi really couldn't listen anymore and interrupted.

"That is, how old are you, still talking so shamelessly, you stinking rogue, shameless." Hao Shuwen seemed to be scolding Wang Yan...

Lin Dingding looked at Hao Shuwen unhappily: "No, are you scolding Wang Yan, or scolding me?"

"Scolding both, he's a stinking rogue, you're shameless." Hao Shuwen spoke the truth.

"Fine, fine, whatever you say." Lin Dingding thought she was joking with her, rubbed Wang Yan's shoulder, and laughed, "Heard it? Your former rumored partner is pairing us up."

"Hey..." Hao Shuwen frowned and glared.

"I still have a former one." Wang Yan teased Xiao Suizi.

The latter looked at Wang Yan unhappily: "That's enough, are you going to let people eat or not?"

Wang Yan laughed, ate the food in big mouthfuls, and chatted with Lin Dingding idly. Liu Feng, Hao Shuwen, and Xiao Suizi listened, Liu Feng occasionally looked at Lin Dingding, and Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi also occasionally looked at Lin Dingding...

Only Wang Yan was like nothing happened, with a damn smile on his mouth, eating deliciously.

"I think you just have a crush on Lin Dingding, she says one sentence and you say one, there are so many people here, really shameless." Hao Shuwen ate a piece of meat from the can angrily.

"You didn't refuse at all, look at how cooperative you are, Hao Shuwen calling you a stinking rogue was not wrong at all." Xiao Suizi was the same, very unhappy.

Wang Yan looked heartbroken: "Eating my meat cans, and still scolding me? What kind of logic is this?"

This was in the army barracks. Wang Yan's treatment was good, he had a room with the driver and assistant, which was quite spacious and quiet. Now it was convenient for Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi to eat things.

"You deserve to be scolded, Lin Dingding is a fox spirit, and you're still leaning toward her." Hao Shuwen glared at Wang Yan.

"I'm so wronged, she's the one who leaned toward me. I told Suizi before, if I don't pay attention to her, it shows I don't know what's good for me and don't fit in. If I pay attention to her, it confirms the rumors. She takes the initiative to lean toward me, what can I do? I can only deal with it. Maybe she'll lean toward someone else in a while."

"I see it now, you might not be enjoying it much." Xiao Suizi rolled her eyes at Wang Yan and said, "Hao Shuwen, do you know what he told me before? He said if his parents knew... listen, look again, isn't he happy?"

"Alright, alright, the more you talk, the less reliable it is." Wang Yan shook his head with a smile, "If you two talk for a while, do I have to go into the bridal chamber with Lin Dingding?" Wang Yan shook his head with a smile, "I told Liu Feng, she's so attractive, you say who can rest assured if she's married? She's also quite vain, eating fish for one meal and meat for the next, eating fine grain every meal, who can afford to raise her?"

"Isn't that just right? You're buying and selling outside, spending the money you earned with your life on her, raising her white and fat, how good." Hao Shuwen continued to mock.

"That's heartless. Didn't you two eat all the money I earned? Now you're eating and wiping your mouths and not admitting it?"

"Look at what you're saying, what eating and wiping your mouths, as if something happened." Looking at Wang Yan's aggrieved appearance, Xiao Suizi was between laughter and tears, "But you really have to pay attention to the influence, there are so many people, how bad."

"Look at him, does he look like he's listening? I'll correct you, I spent money, and I even took care of He Xiaoping."

"Isn't that what you should do? You're still the dormitory head, no awareness at all."

"Hey, are you getting energetic?"

"Stop, turn the page." Wang Yan cupped his hands, "Hurry up and eat, don't let people see and have a bad influence. Hey, not the influence between men and women, don't turn the page back."

Glaring at Wang Yan, Hao Shuwen huffed and ate in big mouthfuls. Xiao Suizi also accelerated, as if the meat in the can was Lin Dingding, bitter and deep...

After eating the canned food, Wang Yan followed Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi to the shooting range to shoot guns and digest food. At this time, weapons and ammunition were guaranteed and quite sufficient. When the Art Troupe performed in various places, they could fire a few rounds to satisfy their addiction. However, people in the Art Troupe rarely fired guns, just enough.

But today the situation was different. The performance in the evening wouldn't start until after dinner, and they had nothing to do. It was the end of the year, and the division's shooting range was quite good, so naturally, they wandered over to play.

So here, there were many people from the Art Troupe. There were soldiers here maintaining order, watching the field, and reporting targets.

"Wang Yan!"

A soldier recognized Wang Yan, but unfortunately, Wang Yan didn't recognize him. His name in the 14th Army was very big now, and many people knew him and respected him very much.

It didn't matter if he didn't recognize him. Wang Yan stepped forward with a smile and shook hands with him: "Came over to shoot targets, although we are art soldiers, we are still soldiers."

"That's right, any soldier is a soldier." He was still from Sichuan and Chongqing.

"Wrote to your family before the New Year?"

"Wrote, I even told my father and mother about you, and asked my wife to read your articles to them. Your stories are told well, and your articles are written even better."

"Singing is not good?"

"The songs are also written well, written into our hearts."

Wang Yan laughed, not in a hurry to shoot targets, and started chatting with this soldier from Sichuan and Chongqing.

Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi listened on the side. They were also meeting this kind of Wang Yan for the first time. He was so natural, so approachable, and so able to chat. Even more people came, attracting other soldiers, and Wang Yan chatted happily with them, distributed a circle of cigarettes sent by the division commander, and the more they chatted, the happier they were.

After chatting for a long time, he even sparred with people for a few rounds, and then they dispersed.

But Lin Dingding, whom they hated, stuck to him again. Not only that, Lin Dingding also dragged Wu Ganshi along.

"Wang Yan, you also know martial arts?" Lin Dingding's eyes flashed with admiration.

"Otherwise, what do I do every morning when I get up so early? I'm seriously practicing in the three nines of winter and the three nines of summer." Wang Yan responded with a smile, fiddling with the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle in his hand.

The weapons currently equipped on a large scale in the army were the Type 56, either semi-automatic or fully automatic, while the pistol was the Type 54, commonly known as the "Big Black Star," named after the five-pointed star in the center of the plastic grip patch, a legendary gun of a generation.

"You're really amazing." Lin Dingding said very sincerely.

This made Wu Ganshi behind her unhappy. Wang Yan took everything into his eyes, said thank you with a smile, and went to find a fifty-meter target to shoot.

Calculating carefully, he hadn't fired a gun for over a hundred years. He only fired at foreign devils until he was annoyed during "John Wick."

After correcting the trajectory with the first shot, he hit the ten-ring every shot. He took an automatic one and fired two magazines steadily. He also played with the pistol and fired a magazine. After experiencing it all, this short-lived fun was no longer interesting.

Just then, he suddenly turned his head to look to the side, his deep eyes swallowing the sunlight, staring at Chen Can, who was holding a gun over there, without emotion.

Seeing Wang Yan suddenly turn his head to stare at him, Chen Can was startled, then smiled awkwardly at Wang Yan. The latter naturally always had a smile on his face, but no matter how Chen Can looked at it, he felt that the smile was so cold.

He hurriedly turned his head back, raised his gun, and fired at the target in the distance.

Wang Yan laughed, took the pistol, and left to return the gun.

"Why stop shooting?" Xiao Suizi asked when passing by.

"It's not interesting. I'll go bathe in the sun, you guys play." Wang Yan gestured to the hillside in the distance. Liu Feng was sitting there alone, and the overflowing sadness had already drowned this shooting range in the river valley.

Xiao Suizi and Hao Shuwen, including Lin Dingding who was paying attention to Wang Yan's movements from a distance, all saw it, and none of them had any expression.

Wang Yan returned the pistol, chatted with the soldier who registered the firearms and ammunition, and then went to the hillside, lying lazily beside Liu Feng, took out a cigarette and lit it, and gave the cigarette to Liu Feng.

Liu Feng, who never smoked, took the cigarette, lit it with a match, and took a puff, learning how people smoked, but coughed and coughed.

"This is Zhonghua? It doesn't taste good."

"This was given by the division commander."

"Even if it was given by the instructor, it's not good." Although he said so, Liu Feng continued to smoke.

"You're right." Wang Yan responded lazily and asked, "Are you still cooking noodles later?"

"No... definitely cooking, don't I eat it myself?" Liu Feng's words were full of helplessness, sadness, helplessness, and other negative emotions. When speaking, he was still looking at Lin Dingding, who was surrounded by Wu Ganshi and shooting.

"Do you think she knows how you feel about her?"

"How could she not know?"

After a long silence, Liu Feng suddenly said, "Better not know, better not know."

"Look on the bright side, there are fragrant grasses everywhere in the world, why hang on one branch? You are our regiment's pacesetter, you dance well, and our Art Troupe's treatment is even better, so why lack a wife? Our regiment doesn't have only one Lin Dingding, the female comrades are all beautiful, you should appropriately look at others."

"For example?"

"How about her?"

Liu Feng looked at He Xiaoping, who was walking up the hillside. Before he could speak, Wang Yan continued: "Don't tell me any messy reasons. As long as you take out a little bit of the heart you use to serve Lin Dingding, everything will be done.

This girl is not bad, she doesn't look worse than Lin Dingding, and you were the one who picked her up. You know everything about her situation, you know the root and the bottom. Besides, she works hard. Suizi and the others said that when she was in the troupe, she practiced by herself every night, she's a strong one."

"Don't worry about me, worry about yourself."

"What's there to worry about me?"

"You know what you're asking." Liu Feng coughed and smoked, forcing a smile, "Comrade He Xiaoping, anything?"

"I'm looking for Wang Yan."

Wang Yan sat up and looked at her.

He Xiaoping took a piece of paper out of her pocket: "You asked me to ask about my father's health last time, he wrote back to me, this is what he wrote."

Taking it and looking at it, it was copied separately from the letter by He Xiaoping, all feedback on her father's health, very detailed. This was after drinking the prescription Wang Yan prescribed to nourish his body, he practically felt the effect, trusted Wang Yan's level, and had hope for survival. After all, he had been labor-reformed for twelve years, and he knew his physical condition best; whether he could hold on, he knew it himself.

Now that he felt hope, he wasn't like before, only writing a letter after he was about to die, although he was also afraid of affecting He Xiaoping, he had no other way.

Wang Yan thought for a moment, took out paper and pen from his military uniform pocket, and started writing the prescription there. The pen moved like a dragon and a snake, and the sound of the fountain pen rubbing against the paper was "shua-shua-shua."

After a while, Wang Yan tore off the paper and handed it to He Xiaoping, instructing: "Your father's health is not very good, the conditioning time will be longer, and the medicine will be more expensive. Take this medicine for three months, and then give me feedback on his health, and then I'll change the medicine for him. You just started working, the money might not be enough to grab three months of medicine at once..."

Stopping his words, Wang Yan tilted his head slightly and raised one eyebrow at Liu Feng, the meaning self-evident.

Liu Feng coughed several times, looked at He Xiaoping, who was at a loss, and said: "Comrade He Xiaoping, don't worry, I'll pay for it first, your father's health is important."

"Thank you, I will definitely pay you back as soon as possible."

He Xiaoping didn't say she refused, and she didn't have the qualification to refuse, because she couldn't find anyone she could borrow money from.

"It's okay, don't worry, everyone is a comrade-in-arms, not to mention you were picked up by me to the capital, helping is what I should do, rest assured, your father will definitely get better."

Nodding, He Xiaoping said thank you to Wang Yan again, then folded the prescription Wang Yan wrote, put it carefully into her pocket, and patted it, then looked at Liu Feng, turned around, and left...

"Really a pacesetter." Wang Yan teased with a smile.

"Can I not borrow?"

"Definitely not. He Xiaoping is really good, take this opportunity to get in touch with her."

Liu Feng didn't want to talk, looking at the comrades shooting targets below in a daze.

Wang Yan asked: "Don't blame me, right?"

"A little." Liu Feng spoke the truth, "You don't understand how I feel about her..."

"Then hold it in, anyway you can't beat me. Such a good person, I can't just watch you jump into a fire pit."

"I thank you."

"What's there to be polite about, it's what I, this good comrade-in-arms, should do. Smoke another one?"

"Smoke one! You have to give me two packs later."

"I'll give you two cartons..."

The afternoon sun had a romantic taste, casting a filter on everything. The sun shone on Lin Dingding, and she smiled, smiling brightly.

Liu Feng also smiled, and he couldn't help but smoke harder... ===== CHAPTER 914 =====