I haven't asked for a fraction of the car fee. I have gained a lot of benefits in Jingzhou these days, so I am naturally more generous in taking action.

It’s not that Wei Dingbo is extravagant or greedy for vanity, but that his military commander should look down on these small money. If he is petty, there will inevitably be doubts.

It is normal for Jingzhou to be so rich-loving person, it is not easy to find change when taking a bus.

When Feng Yaqing opened the door and went in, she had not yet rested. After all, it was still early today.

She knew that Wei Dingbo had come back after dinner and had already said hello before, so she didn't ask again at this time.

Feng Yaqing just said: "I sent another ten gold bars to the organization today."

"We will be able to deal with these hot potatoes soon."

"Everyone wants to hold something in his arms, but when it comes to you, it becomes a hot potato."

"This is a life-long flower."

"But it can save lives."

"It's also a merit." Wei Dingbo said casually, took out a cigarette box from his arms, touched a cigarette, and shook it in front of Feng Yaqing.

Seeing this, Feng Yaqing took the initiative to push the ashtray she bought a few days ago and said, "It's okay."

The earliest ashtray at home was broken by Chen Hemiao when he was a child, and he has never bought it since then. When he came back from a department store a few days ago, Feng Yaqing bought the ashtray. After all, there is now an extra smoker at home.

Seeing that she didn't mind, Wei Dingbo lit the cigarette and clamped it between his fingers.

When Chen Hemiao was at home, he didn't smoke, and Feng Yaqing saw it. This may be the reason why she was willing to buy ashtray on her own initiative.

"Did the organization make any arrangements for my work?" Wei Dingbo asked.

"Not yet." Feng Yaqing replied.

Wei Dingbo was at the airport and the organization was not very interested in the Japanese air force at this time. Most of the Japanese air force forces were in conflict with the Republic of China government, so the organization had a low demand for intelligence in this regard. He could not obtain other information, so the organization did not increase his work pressure, so he could stabilize his position first and have opportunities in the future.

The ultimate goal is to attack the Japanese invaders, and hand over the intelligence to the Military Control Commission, so that they can complete the mission and attack the Japanese army. The effect is the same.

"The arrogance of the pseudo-government has been curbed, but it is difficult to stop them from establishing a regime." Feng Yaqing mentioned the pseudo-government. In Wei Dingbo's opinion, it was not that she suspected that she was related to Liu Chaojun's death, but that she also heard about this.

Liu Chaojun's death is now full of discussions outside, including the military commander who contributed to the fire. They just wanted to publicize and let everyone know that this was the end of resigning to the Japanese army as a traitor.

Feng Yaqing said it right. The death of Liu Chaojun is not enough to eliminate the pseudo-government. The establishment of the pseudo-government is also difficult to stop, but it can sound a wake-up call for some people, so as not to follow the Japanese wholeheartedly and do everything they can.

"It's just a puppet of the puppet regime. I'm just trying to save the country in a curve. It's just to find a high-sounding reason for my own stolen behavior." Wei Dingbo disdained the group of people's clever remarks that were inverted black and white. He thought it was not worth mentioning.

"When I was sending gold bars, I heard from the comrade that the Japanese 106th Division was dispatched frequently, and the 6th Division was ready to move, and the war had begun." Feng Yaqing couldn't help but say worriedly.

Wei Dingbo knew that he was fighting in the Ninth War Zone, and he felt a little worried, not knowing what the result would be.

"It will definitely cause severe damage to the Japanese army." Wei Dingbo had some knowledge before and knew that the Ninth War Zone had been on high alert. To welcome this bad battle, it would be impossible for the Japanese army to win easily.

"I hope there will be no great damage." Feng Yaqing also paid great attention to the situation in her heart. Even if the troops who welcomed the enemy were not members of the organization, they were all Chinese people. If they charge forward and fight bravely to the enemy, they would be great children. How could they be willing to see their sacrifice?

The topic of war is always too serious. Wei Dingbo didn't want to talk too much, but instead said, "Do you have any food at home?"

"Didn't you eat it outside?"

"Japanese food is all raw and cold stuff. I can't eat it, but I'm still small, and my stomach is empty."

"I didn't say it earlier." Feng Yaqing blamed her and immediately got up and went to the kitchen to work hard.

After a while, a bowl of steaming noodles was served for Wei Dingbo, and there was a poached egg on it, which was rich.

He sucked it with relish, drank all the soup completely, and said with a slight touch of his mouth: "Comfortable."

"You have also worked hard, and you can't get used to good things." Feng Yaqing got up to clean up the dishes.

Wei Dingbo took the lead and picked up the dishes and went to the kitchen to clean the pot together. He couldn't let Feng Yaqing cook for him, and he had to clean up the pots and pans.

After wiping his hands clean, Wei Dingbo replied: "Our things are good things, and foreign monks may not be able to recite scriptures."

"If you answer slowly, I forgot what I said just now." Feng Yaqing said with a blank look.

"This is not afraid of your hard work."

“How hard it is to wash a dish.”

"So everyone washes it the same."

"I don't know each other." Feng Yaqing saw through it at a glance.

Wei Dingbo seemed to have no idea, and sat aside and asked, "Is household use enough? Is it not enough? I have it here."

"How nervous can you be if you only have one more person to eat?"

"With that being said, I, a big man, eat a lot, and I am afraid it's not a small amount over time."

"Just be honest with your meal." Feng Yaqing said, and got up and rested, not giving Wei Dingbo a chance to refute.

Wei Dingbo shook his head and smiled bitterly. He felt that Feng Yaqing went to work alone and wanted to support Chen Hemiao and the little girl had to go to school. That salary would be too short of money.

It would be fine if you live in for free, but the house is ready-made and does not increase the cost, but there is actually one more person on the meal.

It just depends on Feng Yaqing's attitude that he would not ask for Wei Dingbo's food expenses, and he could not force him to give it, which seemed to be distant.

When he woke up the next morning, Feng Yaqing had already prepared the meal. Wei Dingbo hurriedly washed up and sat down to have a meal.

The white porridge cooked with pickles and the baked cake tastes just right. It’s really vague to say that Wei Dingbo doesn’t know how much food Feng Yaqing will cook.

"I thought you were on a hunger strike today."

After hearing Feng Yaqing's words, Wei Dingbo could only say that women were slim and still remembered what happened last night.

"The white porridge is cooked at the right time. The doctor said that my stomach is not good, so it is appropriate to eat this soft rice." Wei Dingbo said a pun.

"Which hospital doctor?"

"Mitan, I have the chance to take you there." Wei Dingbo opened his eyes and told a lie.

"Okay." Feng Yaqing saw through and said nothing.

After Wei Dingbo finished his meal, he went out with Feng Yaqing. Today she would not give away gold bars, so Wei Dingbo didn't have to worry too much.

When parting, he just said, "Be careful on the road."

"So too, don't be careless." Feng Yaqing said with concern.

"I will call you at the airport office. If you have any questions, you can call me from the department store. If you have important things to meet, you will say that you don't come back to cook for me to eat on the street if you have something to do. I will understand." Wei Dingbo felt that he and Feng Yaqing needed a faster way of communication, otherwise he might be very passive when encountering Liu Chaojun's previous affairs.

Feng Yaqing remembered the phone and said, "Then I will also give you the phone number from the department store. If I need to prepare for evacuation, I will call me and tell me that you won't come back for dinner in the evening, so that I don't have to wait for you, otherwise you will have to come here as the last time."
Chapter completed!