Chapter 129: Chapter 129: A Commotion Breaks Out
Dinner in the mess hall tonight was buckwheat noodles, served with a rich, savory beef sauce full of ground meat. It was so delicious, you wanted to swallow your tongue along with it.
As she feasted, Jiang Qing mused, "Your Camp Commander Lu was so thoroughly humiliated today. He must be furious. I’d understand skipping extra drills, but he’s actually giving you all extra food?"
Zhang Jia Ming gulped down a mouthful of noodles and said, "Jiang Moli brought the beef sauce from her hometown. Camp Commander Lu didn’t even have any himself; he gave it all to us. Everyone was thrilled!"
Hearing that the beef sauce was from Jiang Moli, Jiang Qing instantly felt as sick as if she’d swallowed a fly.
’Lu Cheng is only doing this to build up Jiang Moli’s reputation.’
She just couldn’t understand.
’Did Jiang Moli save Lu Cheng’s life or something? Why else would he dote on her so much, letting her run wild and do as she pleases?’
’She herself was so hardworking, diligent, and ambitious, yet it was a struggle just to get a bite of meat.’
’Jiang Moli, on the other hand, was gluttonous and lazy, yet she had an endless supply of good things to eat.’
’When is Jiang Moli finally going to crash and burn, ending up with nothing?’
When she snapped out of her resentful stupor, she found her mess tin was empty.
She glared at Zhang Jia Ming. "You ate all the noodles?"
"Ah, I saw you weren’t using your chopsticks, so I thought you were full."
After answering her, Zhang Jia Ming couldn’t help but lick his lips.
The beef sauce was just too fragrant; even his lips still tasted of beef.
Jiang Qing was so angry she was on the verge of tears. "When did I say I was done? I only had one bite! How could you do that without even asking me?"
Zhang Jia Ming looked at her, completely at a loss.
He’d already eaten it; it wasn’t like he could spit it back out.
In the end, he promised to give Jiang Qing a larger share of his breakfast the next morning to make up for it.
But the thought of going to bed hungry made Jiang Qing so furious she wanted to scream.
...
「At Zhong Weiguo’s house.」
Everyone was enjoying their meal when suddenly, a soldier on duty came to report that soldiers from the First, Second, and Third Camps were brawling in the mess hall!
Zhong Weiguo, Lu Cheng, Wang Fugui, and Zhang Ziqiang immediately dropped their chopsticks and rushed back to the command post.
Jiang Wenjuan, Jiang Moli, and the others continued to eat.
But no one had any appetite left; the sudden incident left them all feeling anxious.
"In all the years since this command post was established, nothing like this has ever happened," Liu Xiulan muttered.
Jiang Wenjuan shot her a look. "Don’t scare yourself. Even your own teeth clash sometimes. With this heat and so many people around, tempers are bound to flare. A little arguing is normal. Zhong and the others will handle military affairs. We shouldn’t worry needlessly, and we absolutely must not panic!"
Those few short sentences revealed the composure of a true matriarch.
SLURP.
The sound of noodles being slurped made Jiang Wenjuan, Liu Xiulan, and Xu Juhua all turn to look.
Seeing Jiang Moli still holding her bowl and eating, Xu Juhua couldn’t resist a taunt. "Xiao Jiang, you’re certainly something else. You can still stomach food at a time like this."
Jiang Moli swallowed the noodles in her mouth.
’These chewy, hand-pulled buckwheat noodles, paired with this fragrant and spicy beef sauce, are absolutely delicious!’
"If not eating could solve the problem, I’d willingly go on a three-day hunger strike."
Xu Juhua was left speechless. She couldn’t help but look at Jiang Wenjuan, hoping she would take her side.
To her surprise, Jiang Wenjuan picked up her chopsticks as well. "We should learn from Xiao Jiang. If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up. Let’s just eat."
Xu Juhua was instantly fuming.
[Disdain Value +1. 10,000 Yuan Credited.]
Although Liu Xiulan said nothing, the look she gave Jiang Moli was clearly full of meaning.
’She looks so simple and naive, but her schemes and methods run deep.’
[Disdain Value +1. 10,000 Yuan Credited.]
...
「On the training ground’s flagpole platform.」
With a dark expression, Zhong Weiguo glared at the crowd of troublemaking grunts.
"How many years has it been since you lot could eat your fill? Are you trying to stage a rebellion?"
"You should all be grateful you were born in better times!"
...
[Disdain Value +35. 350,000 Yuan Credited.]
Jiang Moli had finished eating and was now resting her chin on her hand, listening to Jiang Wenjuan and the others share amusing stories about the family quarters.
When she heard the notification that more Disdain Value had been credited, her expression remained unchanged, but inwardly, her heart began to pound.
’The trouble brewing in the regiment... it couldn’t have something to do with me, could it?’
...
Discipline was as unshakeable as a mountain.
No matter how valid the reason, a breach of discipline had to be punished.
Seeing as there were no casualties or major damages, Zhong Weiguo’s punishment wasn’t too severe.
All troublemakers received a formal warning and were required to write a one-thousand-word self-criticism report.
Non-commissioned officers and above, including the three camp commanders, had half a month’s allowance docked.
「Back at the camp.」
All the soldiers of the First Camp were arranged by company into three neat square formations.
The 27 soldiers who had caused the trouble stood in a single line at the very front.
With resounding steps, Lu Cheng passed in front of each and every troublemaker.
His gaze, sharper than an eagle’s, scraped across every face like a razor blade.
Although he didn’t utter a word of reprimand, the silent confrontation felt like being crushed by a mountain, leaving everyone breathless.
"Camp Commander Lu, I was wrong! Punish me!"
Like a single stone setting off a thousand ripples, the other troublemakers began to confess their wrongdoings and beg for punishment.
’Kill us or flay us, just get it over with. This suspense is agonizing.’
Lu Cheng sneered. "Don’t be hasty. I’ll deal with every single one of you. No one is getting away."
He paced back to the front of the formation, summoned Fang Lishan, and ordered him to recount the incident from beginning to end.
That afternoon, after the men of the First Camp collected their beef sauce and peanuts, they went to the mess hall to eat.
They hadn’t tasted meat in half a month, so when they got something good, they couldn’t help but gloat a little.
The other camps grew jealous and couldn’t stand the sight of it. They jeered that the First Camp would call anyone with a handout ’mother,’ and some went even further, cursing Jiang Moli as a troublemaking woman who squandered resources.
They traded insults, one jibe leading to another, and soon a shouting match erupted.
The argument grew more vicious, and soon after, fists began to fly.
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