Chapter 165 The Leaky Little Cotton-padded Jacket

"Hey, Dad, I'm not fierce at all. You didn't see Sister Chen from the back alley. She's the fierce one, you know..."

Upon hearing his granddaughter's words, the old man put down the noodles in his hand and sat down, laughing heartily.

This little girl is lying to her father that she doesn't know Sister Chen. Sister Chen isn't just fierce; she's incredibly tough. She's a fat, big-eared pig butcher who has scared away several husbands, and many others were dealt with and driven away by her as soon as they arrived.

Oh dear, just thinking about how his precious child turned out like that makes his heart ache.

"Cough cough, goodness, we can't follow her example. You're a college student, how could you learn from her and go slaughter pigs..."

"The pig butcher, the pig butcher in the back alley, is the Sister Chen that Weiwei mentioned the pig butcher?" Lu Zhiheng was a little confused. His daughter couldn't be like that pig butcher. Suddenly, he imagined that pig butcher's figure on his daughter, and he almost fainted from fright.

“Yeah, don’t call her a pig butcher, it’s too awful. People should call her Sister Chen. By the way, all the neighbors here call her Sister Chen. If Dad dares to call her a pig butcher in front of her, her pig-slaughtering knife will be in front of you in less than 10 seconds…” He Caiwei was a little gloating. Her dad was really something.

Lu Zhiheng stared at the drafty little cotton-padded jacket in front of him. He really didn't know whether to say that his wife had good genes or that his daughter was very good at picking good-looking girls.

He had seen the butcher's parents once; they were both good-looking, but he couldn't understand why they had given birth to such a child...

His facial features were quite good, but they were surrounded by so much flesh that they couldn't show off his original goodness. He looked like a 300-pound pig waiting to be slaughtered.

Having lived here for so many years, he really didn't know that the pig butcher's surname was Chen. After all, everyone called her the pig butcher, and those who didn't dare to call her the pig butcher in front of her called her "elder sister," which is the local dialect of Pengcheng when addressing an elder sister.

"Do you want to participate in Meng Dong's mission?" Lu Zhiheng was afraid that his daughter would say something he couldn't accept, so he quickly changed the subject.

"Not necessarily, Dad. Don't you remember I'm not a free man anymore? I still have to go to work. Taking time off will result in a deduction in pay." He Caiwei wanted to tease her father, so she started talking nonsense.

“You seem quite free, didn’t you just get paid? We don’t need you for now…” Mr. Lu was conflicted. No matter what the mission was, there was always some danger involved. He didn’t want his daughter to be involved, but he also wanted her to serve the country.

“I’m going, I’m going. But I promised Grandpa I’d go out to eat, so I’m going to make up for it. Grandpa hasn’t eaten out in years. I’ll get him two mandarin fish and some seafood. Can you help me choose where to eat with him tomorrow?” Grandpa was really looking forward to the mandarin fish when He Caiwei mentioned it, and she didn’t want to disappoint him.

In recent years, there has been a shortage of food. The things that Grandpa used to like to eat are no longer available. The old man must be very disappointed.

"Alright, you bring the fish back, and leave the rest to me. The head chef from Fuyunlou hasn't come back yet, has he? You're going to eat at Guangyuanlou today. How was the food there? How was the chef's cooking?" Lu Zhiheng knew that the old man had suffered injustices over the years. In order not to cause them any trouble, the old man was very low-key. Occasionally, he would give the two children some good food, and the old man himself would not eat it.

After eating the noodles, they were about to leave. Caiwei and Lu Qingfeng went to the neighboring courtyard, which was empty and deserted.

"Brother, I'm going to help Lao Meng. It'll probably take two or three days. After you finish your holiday, go back to the factory and ask for a few days off for me." He Caiwei held his broad hand, her small, tender hand rubbing against the calluses on his palm.

Lu Qingfeng grasped her mischievous hand: "Stop fooling around... Be careful out there, those people are very cunning. No matter what, you have to protect yourself, understand..."

Lu Qingfeng held her hand and kissed it, then lowered his head and kissed the corner of the girl's mouth before pulling her out.

Lu Qingfeng is already almost 1.9 meters tall. The old folks often say that you can still grow taller at 23. Lu Qingfeng is not even 23 yet. If he grows any taller, she might have to bring a stool when they kiss in the future.

He Caiwei didn't know why she remembered that scene, but she found it quite funny.

Lu Zhiheng and Lu Qingfeng stood at the door and watched them leave. Only after they saw no more of their backs did they close the door and go inside.

"Qingfeng, don't worry too much. Weiwei is very strong, she'll definitely be fine. Also, remember to ask the factory for leave for her tomorrow..."

"Uncle, tomorrow is a holiday..." Lu Qingfeng was speechless. Had his uncle forgotten that today is payday and tomorrow is a holiday? It seems that all the organizations that pay salaries here are like this, except for the post office which has shift work.

"Alright, after you go to work, you need to go back to the factory and ask for leave for him. We don't know how long he'll be gone, so ask for three days first. If he doesn't come back after three days, then ask for leave again." Lu Zhiheng was a little speechless after being told off by his nephew. He touched his nose, finished explaining what he was thinking, and ran off.

That brat, he's forgotten all about his uncle now that he has a wife.

This kid used to be quite well-behaved. Every time he came home, he would follow him around asking a million questions. Now, he doesn't chat with him anymore except when he greets him.

Sigh, their family not only has drafty padded jackets, but also drafty leather jackets.

As Lu Zhiheng walked, he kept sighing. He Yuping listened to him muttering to himself and couldn't help but laugh. This guy was only 37 years old, but he seemed like a 73-year-old man.

This old father's heart is truly filled with worry, he has to worry about things 800 times a day.

It's just that their twins are still quite young. I wonder what they'll look like when they grow up to be the same age as their older sister.

Not long after He Caiwei and the others left their home, a jeep was waiting for them.

These were also their team members, but they didn't go in together because they were afraid there would be too many people.

"Hello everyone, it's been a long time! How are you all doing?" He Caiwei waved and greeted the people in the car as soon as she got in.

Since everyone was an acquaintance, he wasn't reserved at all. After climbing into the vehicle, he chatted with the Tiger Battalion members inside about recent events.

When He Caiwei heard that no one except the captain and Lu Qingzhu knew about their mission, she was stunned.

This situation indicates that this mission is extremely difficult, and ordinary team members are not capable of handling it, so they can only seek help from higher-level personnel like them.

In Lao Meng's eyes, Lu Qingzhu and He Caiwei were top-tier. The two of them had perfect teamwork, and if they were together, the mission would at least reduce casualties.