Reborn as a widow in the 70s

After hearing Zhao Xuewen's words, Qian Dasheng immediately became anxious: "You can question my character, but you must not question my prestige among the people!"

Zhao Xuewen shook off the washed vegetables and put them in the basin. He ignored Qian Dasheng and walked straight to the kitchen.

Qian Dasheng stood behind him, with a proud smile on his lips!

Today, in addition to Battalion Commander Qian's family, there are also Chief of Staff Qi from Lu Aiguo's regiment, Commander Hu from the regiment next door, and Political Commissar Yu Wentao.

Out of politeness, Lu Aiguo said casually, "You can bring your family members," but Yu Wentao refused knowingly.

If it was before, when he still wanted to live a good life with Lin Wanwan, Yu Wentao would definitely bring Lin Wanwan with him. But after getting along with her these days, Yu Wentao was convinced that he and her could not live together, so there was no need to find someone for him. Trouble and cause trouble for others!

Lu Aiguo originally wanted to invite Gao Dashan and his wife alone, but Gao Dashan said displeasedly: "Why, you little bastards are starting to think I'm old! You don't even want to eat together!"

Lu Aiguo hurriedly smiled and said: "No way, isn't this just to show that I value leadership!"

Gao Dashan waved his hand and said: "Don't do anything special for me, otherwise I will be accused of putting on official airs and being out of touch with the masses!"

Seeing that the leaders had said this, Lu Aiguo had no choice but to agree to invite them together!

In fact, he wanted to invite Gao Dashan and his wife alone. On the one hand, he valued it and wanted to thank him alone. On the other hand, he was afraid that eating with the leader would make the other people uncomfortable and unable to let go.

But facts proved that Lu Aiguo's worries were unnecessary.

Throughout the dinner table, several young people teamed up to feed the big leader.

Gao Dashan is the oldest and has the highest official position. These children have all grown up under his hands. In addition, Gao Dashan is resting today and can drink.

So there was no reason not to drink. Gao Dashan could only let these little brats drink him in turns.

Here we push cups and cups and drink happily.On the other side, Song Xiuxiu, Sister Gu, and Wang Guilan were sitting at a table alone with a group of children, chatting lively.

Today Song Xiuxiu cooked a large plate of chicken, braised fish, bean and eggplant stew and a spicy and sour cucumber strip.The staple food is steamed buns and mustard pork shredded soup.

Although it is a simple meal of four dishes and one soup, it is quite rich in this era. After all, except for spicy and sour cucumbers, the rest of the meal is meat.

The adults chatted while eating, and the children ate well-behaved without making any noise.

The youngest, Qian Dali, had already eaten something and went to bed. The two little girls, Yaya and Qian Cuicui, ate very gracefully. They whispered to each other while eating, and bursts of laughter came from time to time!

Zhao Xuewen didn't speak, he kept his head down as he ate, and occasionally helped Yaya pick up some dishes.

Although Qian Dasheng was also eating with his head down, his eyes were always staring at the bowl of pickled mustard and shredded pork soup in front of Zhao Xuewen.

When the meal was served just now, Qian Dasheng actively helped to serve the bowl, and then when no one was paying attention, he poured all the white medicinal foam into Zhao Xuewen's bowl of soup, and stirred it with his index finger. Seeing nothing unusual, he felt relieved and brought it to Zhao Xuewen.

Although Qian Dasheng remained silent, his furtive eyes had long given him away.

Zhao Xuewen noticed something was wrong, but he did not show it immediately. Instead, he carefully observed Qian Dasheng.

I found that Qian Dasheng always stared at his soup bowl, and everyone ate the other dishes together, so there should be no problem, so the only problem was this bowl of soup.

What can he do in the soup?

Zhao Xuewen had already stirred the soup in the bowl with a spoon just now. There were no dead mice or bed bugs, so the only possibility was that he had drugged the bowl of soup.

What medicine can be given!

At such a young age, he should not dare to take poison. Apart from poison, the only thing he can easily obtain is laxatives.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xuewen picked up the soup bowl and put it to his mouth.

When Qian Dasheng saw that he was about to drink the soup, his heart immediately jumped up. He stopped picking up the vegetables and even forgot to chew the meat in his mouth. He craned his neck to watch Zhao Xuewen drink the soup.

Zhao Xuewen saw his anticipation and nervousness, so he pretended to take a sip, then put down the soup bowl and continued eating.

Seeing that Zhao Xuewen drank the soup but didn't seem to have any reaction, Qian Dasheng's heart was in his throat.

Seeing Zhao Xuewen sitting there eating bite after bite of food without feeling any discomfort at all, Qian Dasheng began to mutter in his heart, could it be that the dose of medicine was not enough?

While he was thinking about it, Zhao Xuewen deliberately leaned towards Qian Dasheng and spilled his soup bowl.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it!"

Zhao Xuewen took the rag aside and wiped the table while apologizing repeatedly.

Fortunately, the soup spilled on the table and did not splash on Qian Dasheng's clothes, but Qian Dasheng was still very distressed.

He wanted to drink this bowl of soup just now. Looking at the oil floating on the top and the shredded pork at the bottom of the bowl, Qian Dasheng wanted to drool with greed. However, the soup was too hot, so he could only wait for it to cool down before drinking it. , who would have thought that Zhao Xuewen would spill it before he could drink it.

After Zhao Xuewen finished cleaning up, he pushed his bowl of soup in front of Qian Dasheng and said, "I'm really sorry just now. It was my fault. I'll give you my bowl of soup as compensation. I only took a sip, so don't dislike!"

Seeing the soup bowl being pushed in front of him, Qian Dasheng was instantly stunned!

Should I drink it or not?

Seeing that he didn't move, Zhao Xuewen pretended to be guilty and said: "Da Sheng, do you think I'm dirty?"

Before Qian Dasheng could say anything, Wang Guilan said first, "Why would my Dasheng think you are dirty? I'm just afraid that you won't get to drink!"

Song Xiuxiu on the side said: "It's okay, it's just a bowl of soup. I'll make some more now."

As he said that, he was about to get up and go to the kitchen, but he was stopped by Sister Gu and said, "What else are you doing? You can eat in peace, I will take care of it!"

As she spoke, Sister Gu picked up Zhao Xuewen's bowl of soup, then poured half of it into Qian Dasheng's bowl, and said, "We are all friends of the same age, don't dislike anyone else, half for each!"

"Any comments!"

Zhao Xuewen said with a smile on his face: "Aunt Gu, of course I have no objection!"

Seeing this situation, Qian Dasheng couldn't say anything else. He could only smile bitterly and said: "I don't have any objection either!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Xuewen pushed his soup bowl in front of Qian Dasheng and said, "My bowl has a lot of meat. Brother Dasheng, drink this bowl!"

"Dasheng, what are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you thank me for studying literature? You should learn from me in the future!" Wang Guilan looked at his son who was usually as smart as a monkey, but today he just stood there blankly, hating Tie He said indifferently.

I saw Qian Dasheng saying in a dumbfounded voice: "Thank you so much!"

Zhao Xuewen said with a cheerful face: "You're welcome! Drink it quickly!"