After seeing off the Russian soldiers who had come from afar, the company's joyful feast began.
In order to create a strong festive atmosphere, the company organized skilled craftsmen to make exquisite ice sculptures, snow sculptures and lanterns. At dusk, the soldiers performing their duties happily stood on the company's distinctive bamboo tower with lanterns hanging.
Gu Mengmeng joined in the fun of colorful flags. One moment she helped hang the lanterns, and the next she helped the soldiers paste festive couplets on both sides of the gate with the batter prepared by the cooking team.
In the clean and tidy camp yard, the ice and snow sculptures made by the officers and soldiers contrasted with each other and shone under the setting sun.
The New Year is getting closer and closer to them quietly.
The young soldiers were sweet-tongued and liked this military wife who had no pretensions and was sincere and frank. They called her "sister-in-law" one after another. Gu Mengmeng narrowed her eyes with a happy smile and kept taking pictures of the soldiers who liked to show off their POSS.
Kangwei stood on the corridor of the Bamboo House, preparing to set off firecrackers at 12 o'clock to celebrate the new year. Without telling Gu Mengmeng, he asked the military officer for some more fireworks, hoping to give her a surprise in the early morning. The silly girl had no idea
His little secret, Wu Zi smiled sweetly and seductively against the backdrop of the red lanterns on the snow. He also followed that smile and showed a satisfied smile.
This girl.
As long as you come to the grassroots military camp, you never think of yourself as an outsider.
After each completed their tasks and returned to the canteen, the cooking team distributed fresh flour and fillings to them in platoons. Company Commander Qi announced the rules of the competition in public.
With a limit of fifteen minutes, the winning team will be the team that packs the most and the best.
The prize is the chance to be the first sentry on the morning of New Year's Day and a brand new set of military books.
The soldiers were all excited when they heard this.
The first patrol post at the beginning of the new year is a commemorative patrol post. It is both glorious and sacred, and it is the greatest honor for the soldiers of the border guard company to receive this opportunity.
But the old man, who had hardly even touched a basin, had to wrap a large number of dumplings of higher quality in fifteen minutes, which became a problem for everyone.
I don't know who said: "You haven't eaten pork, haven't you seen pigs running? Who hasn't eaten dumplings? What's so difficult! Isn't it just that the dough wraps the stuffing!" The soldier who said that picked up a flour basket.
I patted it into a flat piece with my hands, then scooped up a spoonful of filling and put it upwards, and grabbed it hard like a gripper....
Phew!
After a muffled sound, the filling leaked out of the dough again.
The soldier was dumbfounded and burst into laughter from all sides.
Company Commander Qi suppressed his laughter and asked the cook to demonstrate the essentials of making dumplings, then allowed several platoons to try five or six, and finally rolled up his sleeves and shouted: "I call 123, the whistle blows and it starts on time!"
People from all walks of life were eager to try, all staring at the dough on the chopping board and secretly trying hard.
"Shh!..." The whistle sounded.
You see.
The whole restaurant was in chaos.
The warriors who usually fought on horseback with guns and knives were all holding their breath and holding noodle baskets of different shapes, kneading a small piece of stuffing in their hands.
"Wow! Look at me, Dujue! Does he look like a little rabbit? Company commander, does this count?" someone shouted at the top of his voice.
Gu Mengmeng stirred the stuffing in the basin, stretched her neck and looked over there.
When I saw the dumplings that the soldiers called rabbits, I almost fell down laughing on the spot.
Brother, please don't insult people's IQ. That's obviously a chicken doll, not a rabbit.
Company Commander Qi went over to take a look with his hands behind his back, and was even more surprised.
"Isn't this the firewood dog you fed? When did it mutate into a rabbit! Haha---------"
The soldier almost lost his breath after hearing this. He looked at the four dissimilar objects in his hand and placed them on the failed defective table with a groan.
Gu Mengmeng was so happy to see it.
He was grinning happily, and his arm was hit, almost knocking over the vegetable basin.
Kangwei looked at Comrade Gu Mengmeng, a nosy member of the group, and said seriously: "It's okay if you don't work, but don't stir up the stuffing on the ground!"
Gu Mengmeng looked down and couldn't help but feel ashamed.
Isn't it? She was just watching other people's jokes, and the stuffing in her basin overflowed to one side, and was about to fall out.
She hurriedly paid attention to the stuffing, and at the same time looked at the crystal clear dumplings under Conway's hands, which were like works of art, and praised them.
"Husband, you are awesome!"
Conway was very pleased with himself. He lifted up the wrapped dumplings and put them under the light to look at.
Immediately after this silly wife spoke again.
"The three rows of long bags are also very good! They seem to be faster than us!"
Conway became anxious when he heard this, and looked back, and sure enough, the three-row man whom he praised as a polite scum wrapped the small dumplings in his hands very neatly, not to mention the speed, and even the shape was quite good-looking.
"NND, there is a competitor for this job!" Conway swore, pointed at the soldier rolling out the dough and ordered: "Two at a time, no laziness, speed!"
"Yes, Instructor Kang!"
Gu Mengmeng was stunned as she watched the white pieces of dough flying out from under the rolling pin under his hand one after another. They were almost the same size and thickness, which was simply amazing.
Fifteen minutes came quickly.
"Shh!..." Captain Qi's whistle sounded, and everyone stopped.
A panel of judges composed of the instructor and another officer inspects the results of each platoon one by one.
The result was no surprise. The third platoon and the sharp knife company led by Conway became the focus of competition.
The other soldiers came together and helped count the dumplings to determine the winner.
"267,268...report to the instructor, 268 in the third row."
"271,272,... Report to the instructor, there are 272 sharp knife companies..."
"Not 272! Instructor, you are a scoundrel with sharp knives. Someone put all the defective products on it!" The third platoon leader has a sharp eye, how can he be so smart!
Gu Mengmeng put the defective product secretly when everyone was not paying attention. It was placed in an inconspicuous place among the dumplings. How could it be discovered by the third platoon leader! Her annoyed look showed every trace of hate.
In Conway's eyes, which are not steel, he glared at her, she glared back at him, and the way the two of them flirted with each other fell into the eyes of the instructor. Anyone with a discerning eye would know what was going on.
The instructor tried his best to suppress his laughter, coughed and ordered his subordinates to take away the imperfect defective products, and finally made the decision to report to the company commander.