In the water room, Mo Jiu and Deng Yangyang each occupied a faucet.
Although it is already November, their training intensity is still very intense, so the clothes they change out of have to be washed every day, and they only have two sets of military uniforms. If they don't wash them today, they won't have anything to change tomorrow.
Mo Jiu took off his clothes and threw them directly into the copper basin, picked them up again and again, and then started taking a bath and brushing his teeth.
A group of female soldiers gathered together. In addition, they were very tired from training on weekdays and had very little time to wash up at night. Therefore, these good girls were no longer as squeamish as they used to be.
The two of them were washing up when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps.
Mo Jiu raised his head curiously.
Although they usually only have half an hour to wash up, so everyone is crowded, but this afternoon is rest time, so the people in the evening have washed up early. Deng Yangyang felt ashamed because he stood in the military posture that day and caused everyone to be punished.
I have been hiding away from the crowd until now, so at this point, who else is coming?
Three or four people appeared at the door of the water room. Ye Meimei was the first to stand there holding her clothes, raising her head arrogantly, wearing a cotton pajamas. When she saw Mo Jiu, he snorted coldly, stared at Deng Yangyang, and put the clothes in his hand.
Handing the clothes forward: "Hurry up and wash it!"
Deng Yangyang skillfully took four or five sets of clothes, put his washed clothes aside, and began to rub them with his hands.
Seeing this scene, Mo Jiu's eyes widened.
Looking at Deng Yangyang's skillful look, he is obviously used to it. No wonder Deng Yangyang is the last one to return to the dormitory every day!
Mo Jiu clenched her fists and wanted to say something, but Deng Yangyang immediately stopped her in a flattering manner, "Xiao Jiu, haha, don't make trouble. My mother said that suffering is a blessing. Besides, it's really me who has dragged everyone down. I'll clean it up for everyone."
It’s okay to do laundry, and it’s the last time.”
Deng Yangyang is a girl from Northeast China who is outspoken but also very enthusiastic. Naturally, she felt uncomfortable because she had brought down her comrades. Several people from the second class asked her to help with the laundry, and she felt that this would relieve her guilt.
Mo Jiu gritted his teeth, not being such a bully!
But thinking about this being a military unit, any quarrel would lead to a lesson from Instructor Li. Originally, Mo Jiu felt guilty because he had not followed the military rules today. After thinking about it, he could only endure it.
After washing his own clothes and putting them aside, Mo Jiu picked up a piece of clothing and put it into the basin to help Deng Yangyang wash it. After all, the lights would go out in ten minutes, so we couldn't let Deng Yangyang be discredited.
But just after rubbing it twice, Ye Meimei's provocative voice came from behind, "I said Deng Yangyang, are you clean? We are not those smelly men. If you can't clean it, how will we wear it then?
!”
Hearing Ye Meimei's words and using the light, Mo Jiu suddenly discovered that the clothes they sent had mud spots on them.
He frowned. The training last week had always been about military posture and appearance. There was no other substantive training at all. Where did you get these dirty ideas?
After putting soap on it and rubbing it hard, the mud spots became a little lighter. If you want to clean these clothes, you will have to wash them for at least an hour!
Five or six pieces of clothing...Ye Meimei wants Deng Yangyang to wash them until late at night?!
Depend on!
My uncle couldn't bear it, and my aunt couldn't bear it, so I became angry for a long time.
Throwing his clothes into the basin, Mo Jiu took a deep breath. In the water room, Mo Jiu and Deng Yangyang each occupied a faucet.
Although it is already November, their training intensity is still very intense, so the clothes they change out of have to be washed every day, and they only have two sets of military uniforms. If they don't wash them today, they won't have anything to change tomorrow.
Mo Jiu took off his clothes and threw them directly into the copper basin, picked them up again and again, and then started taking a bath and brushing his teeth.
A group of female soldiers gathered together. In addition, they were very tired from training on weekdays and had very little time to wash up at night. Therefore, these good girls were no longer as squeamish as they used to be.
The two of them were washing up when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps.
Mo Jiu raised his head curiously.
Although they usually only have half an hour to wash up, so everyone is crowded, but this afternoon is rest time, so the people in the evening have washed up early. Deng Yangyang felt ashamed because he stood in the military posture that day and caused everyone to be punished.
I have been hiding away from the crowd until now, so at this point, who else is coming?
Three or four people appeared at the door of the water room. Ye Meimei was the first to stand there holding her clothes, raising her head arrogantly, wearing a cotton pajamas. When she saw Mo Jiu, he snorted coldly, stared at Deng Yangyang, and put the clothes in his hand.
Handing the clothes forward: "Hurry up and wash it!"
Deng Yangyang skillfully took four or five sets of clothes, put his washed clothes aside, and began to rub them with his hands.
Seeing this scene, Mo Jiu's eyes widened.
Looking at Deng Yangyang's skillful look, he is obviously used to it. No wonder Deng Yangyang is the last one to return to the dormitory every day!
Mo Jiu clenched her fists and wanted to say something, but Deng Yangyang immediately stopped her in a flattering manner, "Xiao Jiu, haha, don't make trouble. My mother said that suffering is a blessing. Besides, it's really me who has dragged everyone down. I'll clean it up for everyone."
It’s okay to do laundry, and it’s the last time.”
Deng Yangyang is a girl from Northeast China who is outspoken but also very enthusiastic. Naturally, she felt uncomfortable because she had brought down her comrades. Several people from the second class asked her to help with the laundry, and she felt that this would relieve her guilt.
Mo Jiu gritted his teeth, not being such a bully!
But thinking about this being a military unit, any quarrel would lead to a lesson from Instructor Li. Originally, Mo Jiu felt guilty because he had not followed the military rules today. After thinking about it, he could only endure it.
After washing his own clothes and putting them aside, Mo Jiu picked up a piece of clothing and put it into the basin to help Deng Yangyang wash it. After all, the lights would go out in ten minutes, so we couldn't let Deng Yangyang be discredited.
But just after rubbing it twice, Ye Meimei's provocative voice came from behind, "I said Deng Yangyang, are you clean? We are not those smelly men. If you can't clean it, how will we wear it then?
!”
Hearing Ye Meimei's words and using the light, Mo Jiu suddenly discovered that the clothes they sent had mud spots on them.
He frowned. The training last week had always been about military posture and appearance. There was no other substantive training at all. Where did you get these dirty ideas?
After putting soap on it and rubbing it hard, the mud spots became a little lighter. If you want to clean these clothes, you will have to wash them for at least an hour!
Five or six pieces of clothing...Ye Meimei wants Deng Yangyang to wash them until late at night?!
Depend on!
My uncle couldn't bear it, and my aunt couldn't bear it, so I became angry for a long time.
Throwing the clothes into the basin, Mo Jiu took a deep breath.
