flstandardbreds Chapter 399: Is the weight really the same?
Chapter 399: Is the weight really the same?
"If you really want her, then bring her in. I don't care what you do."
Seeing him lie down to sleep, how could Qi Lin not understand that he was trying to avoid the problem?
Fortunately, she simply "agreed"!
She wanted to see how he would react to this.
"Stop, stop, let's talk about this later. We're fighting a war now, I don't have time to think about such sentimental things."
Mu Xingchen knew, of course, that Qi Lin was being sarcastic (testing him).
After all, she had just told him to give up that idea.
How could they possibly change their minds and accept it so quickly?
He's not falling for it; we definitely can't continue this conversation.
"I'm serious, I'm not joking."
Seeing that he wasn't falling for her tricks, Qi Lin had no choice but to continue saying the opposite of what she meant.
"I know, I know, go to sleep now. We can discuss this later, there's no rush."
Mu Xingchen felt helpless listening to Qi Lin's endless "reminders".
However, he still didn't take the bait; he wasn't that stupid.
In this monogamous society, he couldn't believe that any woman would be so generous as to share her husband with another woman.
This isn't ancient times with multiple wives and concubines.
Even if Qi Lin is a well-bred and sensible young lady, he doesn't believe she would so easily agree to Leng Jinjin's marriage.
She definitely set a trap for him, waiting for him to fall into it.
"..."
Seeing his attitude, Qi Lin understood that she wouldn't be able to give a definite answer today.
So she didn't press him anymore, but got out of bed to turn off the light.
After turning off the lights, Qilin went to bed to rest.
Of course, she slept in her own bed, not with him.
It's not that she's afraid of the negative impact or anything like that; their marital relationship is perfectly aboveboard, and they don't need to care about other people's opinions at all.
The main problem is that these folding beds are single-person models, and the bed boards are too narrow for two people to sleep comfortably.
In addition, their combined weight is indeed too much for a folding bed to support.
That's why they've been sleeping separately ever since.
……
The next morning, Mu Xingchen and Qi Lin woke up early.
It was rare that the enemy did not attempt to break through or harass them last night, and the two of them slept soundly through the night.
After getting up, the two washed up and brushed their teeth before putting on their black armor.
After that, Mu Xingchen went to the table to study the map, while Qi Lin went to the kitchen to get breakfast.
Around seven o'clock, Qilin brought their breakfast back.
This breakfast was very simple: a few pancakes, a small pot of white porridge, and a few packets of pickled vegetables.
As for eggs and milk, none of them were available.
It wasn't that the kitchen didn't prepare these things; rather, Qi Lin deliberately didn't take them.
Of course, this was Mu Xingchen's idea.
He felt that the soldiers who charged into battle needed to consume high-quality energy.
They are all ordinary people, without superhuman genes, and a single bullet could kill them.
But they were brave and fearless in battle, with no fear of death in their eyes, only a longing for "liberation".
They are the true heroes.
After all, for ordinary soldiers, tomorrow is unpredictable, the battle situation is unpredictable, who will kill the enemy and who will sacrifice themselves are all unknown.
Unlike Mu Xingchen and Qi Lin, who are both super soldiers, this level of warfare is not fatal to them.
It's even difficult to get injured.
Therefore, Mu Xingchen always skimped on his logistical supplies.
However, this amount of food for one person is definitely not enough for the young couple.
Therefore, Qilin also took a box of portable military rations from the supply depot.
These military rations were old rations produced before the war, but they were not expired. [Military rations typically have a shelf life starting with five years.]
That box of rations for the French army was different from that for the Chinese army; it gave the impression of a large snack gift pack.
It contains instant oatmeal, coffee, and sugar.
There was also a can of beef stew that was almost entirely made of chickpeas.
There was also a small box of dumplings, but the filling was a bit strange; it was tomato and pork filling!
In addition, there was a box of fish paste that was supposedly canned salmon.
Besides these high-energy staple foods, the rest are just some real snacks.
There were chocolate bars, waffles, whole wheat biscuits, and a bag of pectin.
That guy is incredibly casual.
And this is the amount of food a soldier from the Kingdom of Fu would eat three meals a day.
But for super warriors like Qi Lin and Mu Xingchen, this thing is no different from a snack.
At this moment, Mu Xingchen was eating pancakes with pickled vegetables, and occasionally taking a sip of plain porridge.
Qilin was eating whole wheat biscuits with pectin squeezed out, along with instant oatmeal and sugar water made with boiling water.
The canned beef, dumplings, salmon, and other similar items were all on the table.
Qilin didn't heat up the food; she just ate the biscuits as is.
The two ate and talked about which direction the demons might break out from.
The main reason is that Hasch's army has been chased and fought for so long; they simply don't have the capability to cross the Alps. [Insufficient fuel.]
Therefore, the only option left for those demons is to risk breaking through.
Just as they were eating and chatting, a soldier's voice came from outside the tent.
Is Commander Mu here?
"Yes, come in."
In fact, Mu Xingchen's tent did not have a curtain drawn at the entrance even in broad daylight.
You can see inside from the outside.
The soldier, not wanting to barge directly into their commander's tent, asked a question instead.
Mu Xingchen didn't have any bodyguards. He had Qi Lin, and he didn't need anyone else to help with trivial things like serving tea and water or passing messages. Qi Lin was enough, not to mention that Bai Teng was with him even during the day.
The soldier's name was An Kangkang, a Chinese soldier with the rank of lieutenant. After hearing Commander Mu tell him to go in, he carried a porcelain pot into the tent.
"Have you eaten? Want some to eat with us?"
"No, no, I've already eaten, Commander."
Hearing his superior being so polite, Lieutenant An felt a little awkward.
He glanced at the portable military rations, white porridge, and pancakes on the table, and felt a mix of emotions.
After all, the logistics of their Huaxia Army are still quite good.
Seeing that the leaders were eating worse than even the ordinary soldiers, An Kang Kang felt a little depressed.
"Lieutenant An, what brings you here so early in the morning? Has Hasch's army broken out? And what's that you're carrying?"
Mu Xingchen was puzzled when he saw An Kang Kang carrying a black porcelain pot with a lid.
"Don't worry, Commander, everything is normal on the enemy's side. The soldiers caught a few pheasants in the woods last night, and the mess hall cooked them this morning. We thought we'd send one to you."
As he spoke, An Kang Kang stepped forward and placed the porcelain pot on the table where Mu Xing Chen was eating.
However, he did not lift the lid.
"No need, take it back for the brothers. We still have a tough battle to fight in the next few days, so make sure they're well-fed and in good spirits."
Mu Xingchen declined An Kang Kang's offer.
Since there are thousands of soldiers in their Huaxia military camp alone, it's better to let the soldiers improve their lives after finally catching a few wild animals.
He, who doesn't fight on the front lines, really doesn't need to eat too much meat.
It would be a waste to eat it.
"No, Commander, we've already brought it all. Besides, it's just a little something from the soldiers. You should get some nutrition too; defeating the demon's main force depends on you."
An Kang Kang knew that Mu Xing Chen was a good leader who cared about his subordinates.
But he understood even more clearly that every time they had to withstand enemy artillery fire and the demon formations, they, as the supreme commanders, needed to be at the forefront.
He is the soul of their army, and they have the utmost respect for this soldier of the Super Soldier Company.
"Alright, then I'll shamelessly accept it."
Seeing that Lieutenant An declined, Mu Xingchen couldn't be too unreasonable.
After all, he didn't want to appear too pretentious.
"Oh, what are you saying? I'll head back now, Commander, please drink it while it's hot."
An Kang Kang was amused by Mu Xing Chen's words.
"Okay, sure."
Mu Xingchen nodded.
An Kang Kang had no intention of disturbing Commander Ren and his wife's meal. After giving them a military salute, he hurriedly left.
After Lieutenant An left, Qi Lin lifted the lid of the porcelain pot.
Instantly, a strong aroma of meat filled the small tent.
Qi Lin had probably not had meat for a long time, and her face was full of undisguised joy.
Canned military rations cannot be counted as meat, because their taste is simply not as good as freshly cooked meat and they don't satisfy cravings at all.
She even made a sarcastic remark about her man.
"Look at you, you're so frugal as commander, even the soldiers can't stand it anymore."
After saying that, Qilin put the porcelain lid back in its original place, showing no sign of being in a hurry to eat the meat.
"Hehe, oh right? Did you see Leng when you went to get the food? It's almost 7:30, why isn't she here yet? She would have come by now normally."
Mu Xingchen just smiled at Qi Lin's teasing.
They even brought up Leng's name in a rather "inappropriate" way.
It's obvious that she's thinking about a certain angel because of the delicious food.
"No, there's no one in her tent either. I even asked the soldiers on guard duty, and they said she went out around dawn."
Qi Lin shook her head, but the joy on her face did not fade.
After all, she put the lid on because she was afraid the chicken soup would be cold when she came back.
She was thinking of that angel just like Mu Xingchen.
Of course, the main reason was that she was really lonely during the months she was away from China.
Without her close girlfriends and best friends from the Super Soldier Squad, the only other woman she could talk to was Leng.
Since they see each other all the time, it's hard for her not to want to get close to "her".
Not to mention that Leng even took a knife for her.
"Huh? She went out? What's she doing out so early in the morning? She's such a worry."
Upon hearing Qi Lin's words, Mu Xingchen couldn't help but complain a few times about Leng.
Although those mutated demons couldn't possibly harm Leng's third-generation divine body, it was still wrong for her to leave the camp without permission.
In particular, she left without his permission as the commander-in-chief.
Isn't this giving those soldiers from the Ferghana a chance to gossip?
Really...
"What bad things are you saying about me now?"
No sooner had Mu Xingchen finished speaking than Leng walked in from outside the tent, carrying a lot of fruit in her arms.
"Who said anything bad about you? I thought you'd run off somewhere. Where did you pick that fruit?"
Seeing him enter with a cold face, Mu Xingchen could only change his tone.
However, Leng did not give him a reply, but instead put the fruit in her arms onto a folding bed.
She then walked toward the table where the two were eating, and immediately became angry when she saw all sorts of food laid out on it.
"Oh, you! I ran all this way to pick fruit for you this morning, and you and Qilin are eating alone behind my back? What's in that pot? I can smell the meat!"
Leng's face fell and she frowned, because she had been eating with them these past few days [since her knife wound healed].
They don't even wait for her when they eat, and they're eating such a "lavish" meal!
Can she feel at ease?
You should know that she ran out so early in the morning because she saw that he hadn't eaten well last night.
She knew he was upset about the war and had a poor appetite.
So I thought I'd get him some fruit to supplement his vitamins and such.
He actually cheated on her with another woman!
This is simply outrageous!
"Who's eating alone? Lieutenant An just brought this pot over; we haven't even eaten yet, okay?"
Upon hearing Leng's slander against them, Mu Xingchen resolutely spoke up to refute it.
Qi Lin quickly removed the pot lid to prove her innocence.
"Yes, it's cold. Xiaochen and I haven't even started eating yet. You should go wash your hands; we're waiting for you."
As she spoke, Qilin got up from her chair and went to the metal cabinet next to her to get some cold bowls and chopsticks.
After Leng saw that the chicken in the pot was a whole one, she had no reason to complain.
After giving someone a disgruntled glance, he went to wash his hands in the enamel basin on the shelf.
After washing her hands, Leng sat down unceremoniously in the chair that Qi Lin had brought for her.
Once everyone was present, Mu Xingchen took Qi Lin's bowl and ladled chicken soup for her, also adding a chicken leg to the bowl.
However, his actions made Leng envious (jealous).
She gave him an unpleasant look.
He even tapped the rim of his bowl a few times with his chopsticks.
The meaning is self-evident.
Mu Xingchen wasn't stupid; of course he knew what "cold" meant.
But instead of immediately grabbing the cold bowl, he turned his head to look at Qilin.
Seeing that Qi Lin was enjoying her chicken leg and didn't seem unhappy at all, Mu Xingchen picked up the cold bowl and served her some soup.
Of course, he wasn't biased; he put the other chicken leg in the cold bowl.
Qi Lin showed no unusual reaction to this, simply sitting there quietly eating.
That's more like it.
Seeing that he served her the exact same dish as Qi Lin, Leng was finally satisfied.
He took the bowl and happily started gnawing on the chicken leg.
His actions indirectly show that she and Qi Lin are equally important to him, just at different times.
This greatly pleased Leng.
They ate with great relish.
Mu Xingchen was also helpless about this. He glanced at Qi Lin, who was eating with her head down and not saying a word.
Then he drank the cold porridge in his bowl in one gulp and also ladled some chicken soup for himself.
And so, a fairly harmonious breakfast time passed.
After finishing his meal, Mu Xingchen washed all the fruit, kept three for himself, and gave the rest to the soldiers outside.
The soldiers patrolling outside the camp initially refused, but Mu Xingchen forced the fruit into their pockets.
He knew they hadn't changed shifts yet and must be exhausted after staying up all night, so he thought they should eat some fruit to quench their thirst and refresh themselves.
After all, those who patrol near his command tent are all people who are very familiar with him.
He treated them differently from those who lived far away.