Chapter 185: The consequence of being soft-hearted is to lose one's armor and flee

The young man wearing the maritime police uniform gave Jiang Ye a respectful salute.

"Instructor Jiang, long time no see."

"Hmm, but I'm not your instructor anymore, you don't need to call me that."

Jiang Ye returned a military salute, and the two exchanged a smile.

Then he patted the other's shoulder, a hint of approval appearing on his stern face:

"Not bad, you're now the captain of the maritime police."

"Not failing the instructor's and Brother Jiang's teachings, thanks to Brother Jiang and his sister-in-law, last time I was allowed to catch a human trafficker, and in the process captured an agent, earning merit, which is why I was promoted to this position."

"If Brother Jiang has time, I'd like to invite you and your sister-in-law to a simple meal at Guoyingfanguan."

The young man changed his address, calling his former instructor Brother Jiang; in fact, the other is only one year older than him.

Jiang Ye shook his head, his tone light, and advised like an older brother:

"No need for a meal, no need to thank us; it's your own opportunity. From now on, work hard and do your duty. When my child is born someday, let me know and you can come drink the celebratory wine."

"Received, I'll follow Brother Jiang's instructions."

The young man's eyes were full of light, that was his complete trust in the man before him, absolute obedience to orders.

After that, they chatted a few more sentences and then parted, each going about their own business.

Jiang Ye returned in a good mood and sat down beside his wife.

"Done chatting?"

"Yeah, he's a recruit I once trained; later, due to some matters, he was transferred out of the unit and went to work in the Public Security Bureau outside the island."

"Ohhh, no wonder; I kept seeing that guy staring at you, I thought I was mistaken."

Shen Man speared a piece of banana, turned it, and brought it to the man's lips, indicating he should try a bite.

Jiang Ye opened his mouth, bit the banana, swallowed it, and then evaluated:

"Sweet."

"Right, I also think this banana is sweeter than plantain; I want to find some time to slice some bananas, dry them, and make banana chips......."

Shen Man suddenly had an idea; the weather has been good lately, drying the moisture out of fruit and storing it in space can keep it longer.

It's not that she's doing this because she's completely idle; mainly, too many people trade fruit for bread, each taking a big bunch, and there's too much fruit piled up in the second bedroom!

I don't know if it's because the weather is hot, but the fruit seems to ripen on its own, and the ripe ones go bad quickly!

"Not a bad idea; I still have a day off tomorrow, I'll help you with it."

Jiang Ye listened seriously and responded straightforwardly.

His right hand rested lightly on the back of his wife's chair, palm slightly open, shielding a sliver of warm sunlight.

"That's great; besides bananas, I also want to dry some pineapple chunks—this stuff is too sweet, and it ripens quickly......"

Shen Man's face lit up with delight, and she continued to list off the fruits, telling the man that the fruit in their second bedroom had become a disaster.

Jiang Ye's gaze hardly ever left his wife; she truly looked beautiful and adorable.

He couldn't help but want to kiss her.

"No, we're outside."

His unwavering gaze, Shen Man couldn't help but notice.

Jiang Ye's face fell, and he asked in a disappointed tone:

"Then, can we when we get home?"

"The doctor said,"

"No."

"Oh."

Now, the man's eyelashes drooped, his whole body exuding a sense of lost regret.

Shen Man was at a loss for words, restrained herself, and could not be soft-hearted.

The consequence of being soft-hearted is to lose one's armor and flee, being bullied to tears........

During the next hour or so of the voyage, Shen Man pretended to be tired, leaned on the man's shoulder, and dozed off until the passenger ship docked.

The couple, in tacit agreement, did not continue that topic, picked up the empty lunch boxes after finishing the fruit, placed them in the basket, and carefully went down the deck, lining up to disembark.......

Those who often host wedding banquets know that, for a wedding banquet, the cook is the busiest.

Next comes the groom, who is also quite busy; therefore, the busiest person today is none other than Old Mo.

He had been queuing since early morning to buy meat, to procure fresh chicken, duck, fish, and eggs.

Fortunately, he also counts as half a government employee; the quota is not personal but for the whole restaurant.

Anyway, it's all business; as long as the government's money isn't short a cent, it's fine.

For a good brother's wedding, how could he not pitch in?

He's still worried deep down that his brother might fall for a honey trap; what if that female Educated Youth doesn't truly want to live with his brother? Then all the savings his brother has accumulated over the years could be lost, leaving him without even his underwear.

"Ding ding ding."

While thinking about things, the two knives chopping the meat filling flew so fast that no afterimage could be seen.

Pork has always been limited in supply; it's not that he can have as much as he wants.

Today there are more dishes, consisting of sea fish and shrimp.

Using locally sourced ingredients, appearance isn't that important.

The main thing is large quantity, enough to fill you up.

"Master Mo, the sign for clearing the area is up, and we've also set up the tables and chairs."

Two lanky youths, as thin as bamboo poles, are the apprentices Old Mo recently took on.

The restaurant's daily chores would overwhelm him if he had to handle them alone.

He asked superiors for people, but the treatment they gave was too poor, so nobody wanted to do it.

Only these two half-grown youths he recently took in were willing to endure hardship; after observing them for a few days and finding nothing objectionable, he then assigned them tasks they could manage.

"Alright, Dahai, you tend the fire; Xiao Hai, you keep watch at the door—if you see anyone in military uniform or bearing the air of a soldier, let them through."

Lao Mo pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket—only a few left—and the heat made his sweat run down his jawline onto his jacket, quickly soaking a patch of fabric.

」Yes。「

Dahai and Xiao Hai are both sea urchin heads—obviously brothers at a glance.

Both are very obedient; they finally found a master willing to take them as apprentices, so naturally they perform well and won't slack off or play tricks!

Summer is already hot, and working beside the stove shows how arduous it is.

Sweat pours out of their bodies like it's free; after half an hour in the kitchen, it's practically like a steam sauna.

Lao Mo chops and prepares vegetables at lightning speed.

From time to time he glances at the obedient Dahai, a flicker of satisfaction crossing his eyes.

If he is destined to remain a bachelor all his life, then it's time to train apprentices, hoping they will support him in his old age.

He doesn't believe in love, doesn't hope to meet a good woman, and certainly doesn't want to encounter a bad one!

He heard that the owner of a tailor shop near the train station was swindled out of money and sex by a female con artist, and even the Public Security Bureau can't catch her!

Now there's a shortage of both talent and funds—even the money for purchases can't be settled...

Dahai tends the fire while furtively glancing at Lao Mo's knife technique.

Lao Mo's knife technique is truly excellent—those potato shreds are incredibly fine!

It smells wonderful—no wonder his mother used to say being a cook is a blessed profession.

If they could become cooks, they wouldn't have to worry about going hungry!

Thinking of his mother who died young, Dahai suddenly burst into tears, quickly lowering his head for fear that Lao Mo would notice and be displeased.

"Dahai, help me taste this dish—see if the flavor is right."

Lao Mo held a ladle, scooped up a fish ball, and signaled Dahai to try it.

"Fragrant, delicious—Lao Mo's skill is truly tasty!"

Dahai hurriedly wiped away his tears; even if the fish ball burned his mouth, it was a rare treat for him.

"Oh, we'll be busy soon—call your brother in, and each have a bowl of fish soup to fill your stomach first."

Lao Mo spoke naturally, seeing Dahai unmoving, he urged him impatiently:

"Why aren't you going yet?"

"Yes, thank you, Lao Mo!"

Dahai sniffled, looking up at Lao Mo with a grateful expression.

He knew that Lao Mo was kind-hearted, clearly giving them special treatment....