Chapter 531: Eating Soft Rice the Hard Way

"Active-duty military?"

Li Jun didn't understand what he meant.

How did it suddenly get dragged to active-duty military?

Military personnel and police belong to different judicial jurisdiction systems, each with their own specific duties and authority.

One could say the two are entirely separate matters.

Even if military personnel are involved in a criminal case, it would be tried by a military court, with the investigation handled by the military's security department.

"I've enlisted."

Yu Dazhang held his head high and chest out, wearing a proud, pleased expression:

"Just the other day I finished the enlistment procedures, with the rank of captain. Some day I'll let you see me in uniform—really dashing."

Within the system, Li Jun was one of the few colleagues he trusted.

Although the man was his superior, he put on no airs, and toward him there was nothing to complain about.

"Enlisted? You can enlist?"

Li Jun stared at him, his face full of question marks.

"The military also has a talent-introduction policy." Yu Dazhang recalled what Li Mingzhao had once told him:

"A diversified strategy for bringing in elites—something like that."

Seeing Li Jun staring at him in astonishment, Yu Dazhang laughed smugly.

If he pulled out his degree certificate right now, Captain Li's expression would surely be priceless.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

This New Year could be considered safely gotten through, though not without a scare.

Yu Dazhang had also returned to his usual peaceful life.

Although every day at work he ran around here and there with his master, busy as busy could be, it was still fulfilling and satisfying.

That day, he was following his master investigating a robbery case when he suddenly got a call from Qu Wannian.

"Come by the house after work, there's something to discuss."

Qu Wannian's tone was very serious, sounding as if something big was about to happen.

"Just say it over the phone." Yu Dazhang, however, was unimpressed.

He didn't think Qu Wannian could have anything urgent.

"Cut the crap!" Qu Wannian said loudly:

"This has to be said in person!"

"Uh, alright then." Hearing the other side getting angry, Yu Dazhang could only agree.

He'd barely had a few good days—please, please don't let anything happen… After hanging up, he couldn't help praying silently.

That evening.

The Qu family villa.

"What cuisine is this today?"

Yu Dazhang stared at the various vegetable dishes on the table and asked, somewhat in disbelief:

"This is way too vegetarian—not a single meat dish?"

It wasn't that he was picky; his eating habits had already been formed. He wouldn't say every single meal had meat, but at the very least dinner should have one meat dish.

"Eating vegetarian is healthy." Qu Tuotuo explained from the side:

"My family eats like this normally; we only put meat dishes on the table when entertaining guests."

Her meaning was that the Qu family already treated Yu Dazhang as one of their own.

Qu Wannian doesn't look like a herbivore either… Yu Dazhang grumbled inwardly.

In no time, Qu Wannian and his wife came downstairs from the second floor.

Yu Dazhang noticed old Qu was also carrying a bottle of Maozi in his hand.

After taking their seats.

"This is vintage liquor—you sure you won't have any?" Qu Wannian asked with a smile, looking at his future son-in-law.

This liquor, once poured, had even taken on a yellowish tint… Yu Dazhang didn't know liquor, but he did know how precious vintage liquor was.

"I don't drink baijiu, and I can't tell good from bad anyway."

Yu Dazhang refused:

"Better forget it—giving it to me would just be a waste."

Qu Wannian didn't press the matter either; he knew this future son-in-law, even off duty, couldn't just drink whenever he felt like it.

Once he picked up the first bite with his chopsticks, the meal officially began.

Yu Dazhang had been running around all day with his master; although he hadn't exactly been racking his brain, the physical exertion had been considerable.

If it were any other day, at this hour he would long since have been home eating.

Right now he couldn't be bothered with whether the dishes on the table were meat or vegetable—once he started eating, he simply couldn't stop.

One had to admit, the cooking was indeed quite refined.