After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

Chapter 122: Chapter 79: This Kid Is Quite Adept!

Fang Huai glanced at the twisted dough sticks and struggled to come up with a topic to talk about.

A topic that could be mentioned in front of the Chief of Staff. Of course, as for his uncle, the regiment commander, it didn’t really matter.

"Why did you bring me twisted dough sticks? I don’t like them, and besides, I’m getting my wisdom teeth."

As Fang Huai spoke, he even acted a bit dazed as he fiddled with his mouth.

The Chief of Staff couldn’t bear to look.

"What’s the matter, you want to flip your molars over for us to have a look or what!"

Fang Huai let out a sheepish laugh.

Yang Shaoqing, however, stared blankly, "Chen Shuang said you liked them!"

"That’s his own liking!" Fang Huai was speechless.

"Right, he likes them, he said you like them too," Yang Shaoqing nodded and said, "Every time I go to the internet cafe to look for you guys, he would say you wanted twisted dough sticks."

The uncles and the Chief of Staff caught on to something and began to chuckle.

Fang Huai raged inwardly.

Damn it, this rebellious kid.

I always thought Yang Shaoqing was so generous, coming every time bearing gifts of food only for Chen Shuang.

After this tirade, he calmed down, and his IQ returned to its peak.

Fang Huai also started acting like a "big brother."

"Did you call your dad to let him know you’re safe after getting off the plane?"

"Yeah, not yet..." Yang Shaoqing also remembered and quickly took out her phone.

Her flustered appearance added a touch of dazed cuteness, making Fang Huai unable to resist patting her on the head.

"Ow!" Yang Shaoqing reacted.

Fang Huai quickly retracted his hand.

Yang Shaoqing looked up, annoyed, "You just touched your mouth with that hand! And you patted my head with it!"

With that, she took a wet wipe from her bag and handed it to Fang Huai.

"Here, clean it."

The way she said it was again very gentle.

Taking the wet wipe and the twisted dough sticks, Fang Huai looked at the two regiment officers who were snickering and felt like he had lost face.

Thinking that he would be able to see Yang Shaoqing for a few more days, he saluted and said loudly,

"Reporting to the Chief of Staff! Dinner’s ready inside!"

The Chief of Staff glanced at Zhang Zhongting.

Zhang Zhongting, who had been leaning against a tree enjoying the show, also stood up contentedly, patted his back, and said to Yang Shaoqing,

"Let’s go, they’re about to eat. If we miss mealtime, we’ll go hungry in the afternoon."

"Oh!"

Yang Shaoqing looked at Fang Huai, who stared back at her.

Both felt a sense of reluctance.

It was Fang Huai who spoke up first, in a gentle voice, "Call your dad, have a good meal, and let us know if there’s anything you want to do; just tell my uncle, don’t be shy."

"Got it! You too."

Neither uncle had spoken throughout the whole scene. Zhang Zhongting was just there to confirm Fang Huai was all right, like checking a delivery, assuring that everything was in order, and then hurried back on his way.

Fang Huai, however, couldn’t bear to part with his precious cargo, watching them leave.

That was until the Chief of Staff patted him on the back.

"They’re gone! Your eyes are about to pop out! Your uncle is here, you think she’s going to get lost or something?"

Only then did Fang Huai sulkingly follow the Chief of Staff into the canteen.

Upon arriving at the seventh squad, he found everyone staring at him.

They had all seen the pretty, fair-skinned girl, and they had seen Fang Huai running over to her as well.

They just hadn’t dared to stop and watch, that’s all.

"Fang Huai, is that your sister?"

Lu Zexian sidled over to Fang Huai, who had just sat down, and asked with a sly grin.

Everyone was bowing their heads to eat, but all ears were pricked up, listening.

"My sister?" Fang Huai was startled.

"Yeah! Didn’t she come with your uncle? That leader is your uncle, right?... Your cousin?"

"Damn..." Fang Huai was lost for words, "That’s my classmate!"

"Classmate? Does your classmate have a boyfriend?" Lu Zexian pursued.

"Smack!"

Hao Chengbin couldn’t stand it anymore and slammed his chopsticks down on the table.

"Lu Zexian, have you got no brains at all? Fang Huai’s classmate, picked up by his uncle, and they even came to meet the parents. And here you are, asking!

Hurry up and eat! Fang Huai, you eat too!"

Lu Zexian immediately felt embarrassed.

Hearing this, everyone’s eyes began to shine, but they didn’t dare to speak, just staring at Fang Huai.

Facing a group of men, Fang Huai spoke frankly, "Haven’t won her over yet, squad leader."

"Oh..." The table began to fill with murmurs, about to start teasing.

Hao Chengbin’s face turned serious, and he put down his chopsticks again.

The flood of hormones at the table was subdued.

Fang Huai hurriedly lowered his head and continued to eat.

Yet Hao Chengbin added another comment, "That girl looked nice, you should push a bit harder, you’re a doer! Better than these guys who only know how to brag all day!"

"Hahaha..." No one at the table thought the squad leader was talking about them, and started laughing unaware.

Fang Huai, however, just nodded quietly, "I’ll do my best!"

Han Yong, however, looked sad, "Ah... early marriage in my prime! If I had known, I would have asked Fang Huai to introduce me to someone!"

"Han Yong, you got married?" Even Hao Chengbin was surprised.

Han Yong silently nodded his head, "Before joining the troops, the arrangement was already made. My grandpa arranged it."

"Damn! You’re even earlier than I am!" Hao Chengbin, who had just had the air of a veteran, completely collapsed.

Fang Huai laughed, "Squad leader, those rich families like his, having arranged marriages is quite normal!"

After saying this, he turned to Han Yong and raised an eyebrow, "Is she good-looking?"

Han Yong had a miserable expression, "Plump and round, nowhere near as pretty as your classmate!"

That’s when everyone started to laugh, consoling Han Yong.

"It’s okay, at least you have a wife! We don’t even have girlfriends yet!"

"Right! Someone in our squad is actually married! Liu Kang from the third squad has had two girlfriends and still brags about it everywhere!" freewebnovel.cσ๓

Fang Huai didn’t feel there was anything comforting about it, just patted Han Yong on the shoulder, enviously saying, "Looks like you’ll never be short of money in this lifetime, you lucky guy."

Han Yong then nodded his head without pretense, "Yeah, her family is richer than mine, they deal in metals."

Everyone suddenly shut up.

The story of Han Yong was known throughout the regiment.

Damn, richer than his family!

Fang Huai found a blind spot, "What metal? Gold? Can it make more money than tobacco?"

Han Yong furrowed his brows and recalled, "It seems to be... tungsten, yes, tungsten ore."

Fang Huai’s face twitched, and he clasped his hands together in an apology, "Big shot, my disrespect, my disrespect! Everyone says General Luo is your connection, turns out, your family is General Luo’s connection!"

Han Yong kept shaking his head, "Don’t talk nonsense!"

Everyone was stunned, what do you mean?

Wasn’t it said to be about gold?

Hao Chengbin, who had been so troubled he couldn’t eat, put down his eating utensils and asked, "What do you mean?"

Fang Huai gestured with his hands in the shape of a square and explained, "Squad leader! Tungsten! Military industry! Aviation! A strategic metal! His fiancée’s family is in the tungsten mining business!"

Everyone was astonished.

Even Hao Chengbin started to curse.

He then sighed, "General Han, when I’m discharged, I’ll follow you!"

Han Yong quickly gestured with his hands, "Squad leader, I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t dare!"

Fang Huai patted Han Yong on the back and laughed, "Bro, you should stop losing weight. If I ever get really poor, I might just kidnap you and demand a ransom from your family. With all this meat on you, you’d at least be worth your weight in gold."

Han Yong immediately made a face of suffering, "If you’re going to my family, you’d have to sell the whole thing, who would sell it off in pieces!"

"Hahaha..." Even Hao Chengbin laughed.

...

In the evening, after a hard day’s work, Chef Fang followed two clerks out of the base gates.

On the way, Zhang Ning and Zhong Ling were noticeably kinder to him and even asked him what he planned to eat later on.

Fang Huai said he didn’t want anything because the person he was looking for had already arrived, and they could get the recording done sooner.

...

Just out of the recording studio’s elevator, he heard a loud and cheerful laugh from Boss Wu.

The two clerks who had gone in first were already talking.

"Director!"

Fang Huai was in his uniform and immediately straightened his collar and adjusted his hem.

Thinking his hair had been pressed flat by his wide-brimmed hat all day and it had been two weeks since his last haircut, he went straight for the toilet without greeting anyone upon entering the hall.

A traditional military skill—no need for shampoo, just water, and a couple of rubs would smooth the hair out.

"Hey, where are you running off to! Come back here!" Zhang Zhongting immediately called out.

Fang Huai turned around reluctantly. Yang Shaoqing was sitting obediently on a couch next to him, her big eyes full of anticipation, as if waiting for her beloved doll to transform.

It was then that Zhang Zhongting waved him over, "Come here!"

As he spoke, he leaned to the side and from beside the couch where he was sitting, he lifted several large paper bags.

"I just took Little Yang for a quick visit to the mall. She wouldn’t buy anything, so I had her pick something out for you. Go change in the bathroom, and let’s let Little Yang see how it looks."

Fang Huai was stunned.

Damn, uncle wasn’t bragging.

A golden lackey indeed!

One move, satisfying a girl’s desire to shop, and having Brother Yang devote effort to pick out a set of clothes for you!

She picked out clothes for me, wouldn’t she be thinking constantly about me?

Turing to look at Yang Shaoqing again, her face was lively, as if she was waiting for her beloved doll to transform.

Awesome, my uncle.

Zhang Zhongting tutted discontentedly, "What are you standing there for? A big man and still shy? Hurry up, go!"

"Eh..." Fang Huai chuckled inside, half-pushed and half-cooperative, picking up the bags and said to Yang Shaoqing, "Thanks, Brother Yang."

Yang Shaoqing hastily responded, "It’s my uncle who bought it! I wanted to buy for you, but uncle wouldn’t let me pay!"

"Eh, Little Yang, you’re his junior, how could I let you pay? You’ve helped me pick out something for him for half a day, and that’s already a great contribution! Fang Huai, go change, let us see Little Yang’s taste!"

Zhang Zhongting pushed the credit onto Yang Shaoqing, making the girl’s face flush with shyness.

Fang Huai, looking at Yang Shaoqing’s fair cheeks blushing with the color of peach blossoms, silently admired the skilled move, then turned and headed for the toilet.

...

The outer coat was a black and white checked Puma lightweight down jacket, paired with a plain light blue pair of jeans, and a sweatshirt.

Inside the big box was a pair of white sneakers that, at first glance, looked a bit like Yang Shaoqing’s.

What really came in handy was in a small plastic bag, a set of black and plain thermal vests and pants that obviously bore the hallmark of his uncle.

The clothes were quite loose once put on.

Fang Huai deliberately tied the shoelaces, making a loop knot.

Coming out, Zhang Ning was already holding hands with Yang Shaoqing, and the two started a mutual admiration session.

"You’re so pretty, with such a great figure..."

"Sister, you’re beautiful too..."

Fang Huai listened quietly to their compliments and was worried they might run out of words. He coughed to signal his presence.

Brother Yang turned around and exclaimed, "Wow!"

Having fallen into the habit, she blurted out, "You look good!"

Brother Yang seemed quite pleased with her "sunshine boy" creation and stood up to take a better look.

In truth, these were the type of clothes Fang Huai usually wore in his previous life, although Yang Shaoqing had chosen slightly brighter colors.

And they were more difficult to take care of.

"I think with your hair cut short, this outfit looks really handsome!"

Brother Yang folded her arms and swayed contentedly.

Fang Huai allowed himself a rare moment of vanity and glanced at his reflection in the nearby shining pillar, but he was not completely satisfied.

"Where’s the handsome part?"

"It is handsome!" Brother Yang said excitedly.

Fang Huai smiled, "Then, in the future when I buy clothes, how about I ask for your counsel?"

Brother Yang was suddenly at a loss for words.

The people behind them started to laugh.

Zhang Zhongting nodded inwardly.

That’s right!

Following up with that, was worth all the hard work of the day!

That’s some sharp thinking!

Yang Shaoqing was suddenly tongue-tied, not knowing what to say. Usually, she might retort at Fang Huai, but with so many people around, she was too embarrassed.

She looked away, her gaze shifting.