Ye Zhiqiu walked into the restaurant. Everyone else had already sat around the table. Lu Panpan saw her and immediately took her to an empty seat.

"Where have you been? I couldn't find you just now."

In addition to the partition between the restaurant and the bathroom, there is also an aisle, so no one saw Ye Zhiqiu coming out of the bathroom.

Ye Zhiqiu gave a careless eye, but Lu Panpan didn't ask the end.

After a while, Huo Zhongxiao also came out.

Ye Zhiqiu only looked at him and drank his own drink.

"The second brother is here? Sit here." Zhang Kai opened the chair next to Ye Zhiqiu.

I felt someone sitting beside me, and a little shadow fell on the table. Ye Zhiqiu sipped the orange juice, and the sweet taste reached his heart from the tip of his tongue.

When men eat, they have to smoke and drink. When they talk about happy places, their voices are amplified, and there is a lot of laughter. Compared with Lao Liang and Zhang Kai, Huo Zhongxiao seems quiet. He leans back in his chair with a cigarette in his hand. When someone talks to him, he will show a smile or simply answer one or two.

Only Ye Zhiqiu knew that under the table, Huo Zhongxiao held his left hand on his leg without trace.

All the people at the table looked at him with interest. They didn't know what to do.

Lao Zhao held up his glass and said loudly, "in a few days, it will be the 10th anniversary of my marriage with your sister-in-law. It's rare for everyone to get together today. I have to give a good toast."

The restaurant roared with laughter. Ye Zhiqiu also bent her lips and felt her grip tight. She turned her hand over and gently held it back.

Zhang Kai then coaxed: "what wine do you want to toast? Just have a drink with your sister-in-law!"

"You don't have bad ideas!" Lao Zhao pushed Zhang Kai away.

Lu Panpan, a cheerful man, asked, "brother Zhao, you have been married to your sister-in-law for ten years. Has your sister-in-law followed the army in these ten years?"

Lao Zhao's wife smiled shyly, but Lao Liang's wife said, "I remember Fang Fang joined the army in the same year as me? It's almost six years."

Lu Panpan sighed: "it should be very hard?"

"It depends on who is with the army."

Lao Zhao glanced at Ye Zhiqiu, who was sitting next to Huo Zhongxiao, and continued: "the military sister-in-law can't be a good one if she wants to be. Now many little girls worship soldiers and want to find someone with them to satisfy her vanity. If she really wants to marry a soldier, she may run faster than a rabbit, so I said --"

Lao Zhao suddenly turned to look at Ye Zhiqiu and said, "although the military is known as an iron and blood man, in the final analysis, it is also an ordinary man, but it can't withstand the repeated tosses of you young girls. If you say break up, break up and compound, you have to consider our feelings."

Lao Zhao's wife saw something wrong and pulled Lao Zhao's clothes under the table.

"Why are you pulling me!"

Lao Zhao glanced at his wife discontentedly and didn't stop talking, "There's nothing good about soldiers. Maybe they can satisfy the little girl's vanity and feel that an officer boyfriend is very powerful, but in fact, when you really marry a soldier, you'll find that you have a lot to bear. Instead of arguing that you've been divorced at that time, you'd better think about it carefully first to save yourself and others."

Because of Lao Zhao's words, the restaurant fell into an extremely strange quiet atmosphere.

Even without naming names, no one present was a fool. More or less, he heard a meaning. Lao Zhao was insinuating, and few people in this room met the conditions for being ridiculed by Lao Zhao

Lao Zhao's wife naturally knew that the man her husband said was Ye Zhiqiu. When she stood up, she wanted to take away the wine cup in Lao Zhao's hand and said, "you are still a soldier when you are drunk. According to you, I was wrong to marry you?"

Others said with a smile: "brother Zhao, if you say so, be careful to go home and kneel on the washboard!"

"If my future daughter-in-law is scared away by your words, Lao Zhao, I tell you, I'm anxious with you." Lu Panpan's boyfriend, Xu Liang, followed.

Lao Liang, the head of the family, also ran on Zhao Xun.

The atmosphere began to warm up——

Lao Zhao looked at Huo Zhongxiao, who was sitting there smoking, and said, "I'm not drunk. I'm awake. I know what I'm talking about."

Lao Zhao's wife's face changed slightly, but she couldn't hold Lao Zhao.

Lao Zhao held up his glass and finally fixed his eyes on Huo Zhongxiao. He only asked, "Zhongxiao, are we good brothers and comrades in arms?"

Huo Zhongxiao saw Lao Zhao blushing and thick neck. He put out the cigarette butts in the ashtray. When he looked up again, his dark eyes looked back at Lao Zhao's aggressive line of sight, but he didn't speak for a long time.

"Don't go drinking crazy for me here. If you really drink too much, go home with me to have a rest." Lao Zhao's wife wanted to interrupt Hu Lai's husband.

Lao Zhao didn't even give his wife the rest of his eyes. He said to himself, "it's not my brother. I'll tear down your platform. To tell you the truth, you're not young. You really have to be careful about finding someone to marry."

Then he looked at Ye Zhiqiu again, "Zhiqiu, right? You know Zhongxiao was promoted to senior colonel two years ago? In the army, the lieutenant is promoted every three years, and the school officer is promoted every four years. If you want to go up, you have to look at your contacts and skills. Many major generals have a bad relationship with the leader."

Ye Zhiqiu clenched his hand with chopsticks, and his knuckles were slightly white. He heard Lao Zhao say, "I don't spit out some words. Don't stop me from telling me. In fact, it's also some big truth. I don't like beating around the bush. It's better to make things clear now than to be confused at present and suffer in the future."

Lao Zhao's wife quickly stopped her husband's mouth: "all right, drinking can't block your mouth!"

"When you talk, the food will be cold." Lao Liang's wife echoed, "I don't think there's enough drinks. I'll go and get some more cans."

Lao Zhao broke away from his wife, grabbed his body's hand, borrowed some wine and stared at Ye Zhiqiu, and continued: "although Huo Zhongxiao and I have only worked together for a few months, we can see that it is not easy for him. The divorce in those years was very popular in the army. Han Jingqiu, you --"

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