Mo Shangjun sat on a stool and announced the disbandment, saying that they could do whatever they wanted and don't be an eyesore in front of her.

The team members wanted to say a few nice words to her, but upon hearing this, they immediately became angry and walked away.

"Mo Shangyun, aren't you leaving?"

Liang Zhiqiong stretched and looked at Mo Shangyun strangely when he was about to leave the table.

Mo Shangyun stood up and said, "Something happened."

Doubts arose in her heart, and Liang Zhiqiong asked: "What's going on?"

"Are you going to the hospital?"

"No..." Liang Zhiqiong opened her mouth to answer, but then her eyes rolled and she suddenly realized something. She suddenly stepped forward and asked in surprise, "Are you going?"

"Um."

"Take me one?"

"Yeah." Mo Shangyun responded, then lowered his head and scanned the mess on the table, and said, "Put these away."

"OK!"

Liang Zhiqiong nodded without complaint and just patted her chest to assure Mo Shangjun.

Peng Yuqiu and Mucheng have been transferred to the nearby military hospital. Although they are very close, she has a rare chance to visit the hospital. In the past few days, she has visited Peng Yuqiu twice, and she really misses him.

Well, if there is an opportunity right now, she will not miss it.

She did whatever Mo Shangjun asked her to do.

As for Mo Shangjun, he got the right to use the kitchen from Squad Leader Zhang on the condition of "helping clean up and wash the dishes."

Now leaving the chores to Liang Zhiqiong, Mo Shangjun went straight to the kitchen.

When Liang Zhiqiong entered the kitchen carrying bowls and chopsticks, she saw Mo Shangjun standing in front of the chopping board, chopping vegetables, very busy.

After moving the dishes and chopsticks to the sink, Liang Zhiqiong asked in surprise: "Are you making dinner for Mr. Yan?"

"Um."

After staring at Mo Shangjun's profile for a moment, Liang Zhiqiong was quite suspicious and asked, "Reconciled?"

"Roughly the same."

Mo Shangyun responded casually.

Blinking, Liang Zhiqiong looked at Mo Shangyun hesitantly, and then said: "I can..."

Mo Shangjun glanced at her sideways, "Mali'er, do your job well."

"Okay."

Liang Zhiqiong quickly turned on the faucet and washed the dishes.

Liang Zhiqiong, who usually does nothing at home, did not know any housework before joining the army. But in the past two years, Liang Zhiqiong has mastered daily skills that even she finds terrifying. Now she feels that washing dishes is a task that

It's a piece of cake.

I wonder what her father would think if he knew she was washing dishes in the army... Liang Zhiqiong silently guessed in her heart.

There were a lot of dishes and chopsticks. Liang Zhiqiong was in a particularly erratic mood because she was looking forward to seeing Peng Yuqiu. She washed the dishes and chopsticks extremely carefully. It took her half an hour to wash the dishes and chopsticks for ten people.

"Mo Shangyun, I've finished washing!"

Looking at the shiny clean plates and rice bowls, Liang Zhiqiong smugly asked Mo Shangyun for credit.

"...Not bad." Mo Shangyun praised perfunctorily.

Apart from efficiency, the final success can still be praised.

"What did you do?" Liang Zhiqiong came over curiously.

The rice is already cooked.

Mo Shangjun is cooking vegetables, including tomatoes and eggs.

There are two dishes that have been fried next to it, one is fried pork with chili, and the other is ground three delicacies.

The aroma of the food hit her face, and Liang Zhiqiong couldn't wait to pick up her chopsticks and take two bites.

"Are you so good at cooking?" Liang Zhiqiong sighed in disbelief as he tasted the two dishes.

"What made you misunderstand my cooking skills?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Shangjun turned off the fire and took the fried tomatoes and eggs out of the pot.

The way of serving dishes is crisp and neat, the movements are smooth and familiar, and it doesn't look like a novice at all.

"You're good-looking," Liang Zhiqiong said, "and you're so good-looking that you wouldn't know how to cook just by looking at it."

"..."

Mo Shangjun gave her a look that looked crazy.

What logic?

However, she rarely cooks.

It’s not that I don’t know how to cook, it’s that I don’t have the opportunity to cook.

When I was young, I had Su Heng, and later I had Mo Shangshuang at home. I had masters like Chen Lu when I was away, and I could eat in any restaurant. When I was in school, I ate in the cafeteria, and I didn’t have the chance to be alone. After I joined the company, I had a cooking class...

She has very few opportunities to cook.

However, she can cook home-cooked meals.

"By the way," Liang Zhiqiong suddenly thought of something after taking a bite of the scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and said in surprise, "At this time, they should have eaten in the hospital long ago!"

Raising his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun said: "...Peng Yuqiu doesn't know, Yan Tianxing hasn't eaten yet."

"Why?"

"..."

Because Yan Tianxing asked her to cook.

This shameless person obviously owed her a full banquet, but when she learned that she was going to be hospitalized to recuperate, she betrayed her beauty and expressed that she wanted to eat the food she cooked.

——As soon as her heart softened, she agreed.

After all, she planned to see him tonight, and also thought that the hospital dinner was not as delicious as the one she cooked.

"Go get the lunch box."

Mo Shangjun pointed to the lunch boxes stacked next to him.

The lunch box is for two people.

Liang Zhiqiong walked over to get it. When he came back, he looked a little worried, "What should I do if Peng Yuqiu really eats it?"

"To Mucheng."

"Did Mu Cheng eat it too?"

"..." Mo Shangyun sighed and said, "You sent it here specially, and he won't leave any of it to Mu Cheng."

Liang Zhiqiong's eyes lit up, "Yes, even if he is full, he still has to stuff in the food I brought back."

Mo Shangjun shrugged.

That's what he said, but Liang Zhiqiong paid special attention to the portions. Most of them were given to Yan Tianxing, and the portion given to Peng Yuqiu was enough to "can be finished after dinner."

While making the last portion of soup, Mo Shangjun took a moment to look at it and smiled unconsciously.

This little sloppy boy was unusually attentive when it came to Peng Yuqiu.

"By the way, did you know that Mucheng's wife is pregnant?"

After packing each meal carefully, Liang Zhiqiong also wiped the soup outside the lunch box clean.

"hold head high?"

Mo Shangjun turned back in surprise.

"The wedding couldn't be made in time, so she simply canceled it. Her family members were very opposed to it. They felt that her husband was not at home all year round and could not help her no matter how good he was. The wedding was also canceled temporarily because the husband could not arrive. She

The family was furious and forced the two of them to break up."

When Liang Zhiqiong said this, her original low tone suddenly changed and became cheerful, "But do you know, this girl is determined to be with Mu Cheng, and even disclosed the news that she is pregnant, and just said that she doesn't care.

Whether she is a widow or not, she accepts it. Anyway, she will not marry anyone other than Mu Cheng. If something happens to Mu Cheng, she can raise the child by herself."

"..."

Mo Shangyun was stunned when he heard this.

After a slight pause, Mo Shangjun asked: "Did Mu Cheng know about the pregnancy in advance?"

"He doesn't know. With his big mouth, he knew that he had a baby, and it had already spread throughout the base. I heard that the baby is only more than a month old, and the girl planned to wait for him to get married this time and give him this

surprise."

"You didn't go to blackmail Mucheng?"
To be continued...