New Year’s Eve morning.
The diligent Chef Fang rose early from bed, ready to begin arranging the day’s tasks for the squadron.
He had just stepped out of the Squadron Departnt when he heard so faint voices coming from the end of the corridor.
"Ha-ha, I heard that! He really kicked you!"
"You know, baby... It’s been three months, right? After eating, I’ll go back with you."
"Hey...ya, what are you saying? Doctor Chen already said that after three months the pregnancy is stable, then we can..."
"Hehehe... Didn’t he kick you? Wait till I get back, I’ll teach him a lesson with a stick."
No sooner had he stepped out than he heard Squad Leader Hao spouting nonsense in the stairwell as if no one else was around, and Fang Huai almost couldn’t hold back his laughter.
He imdiately stepped back inside, not bothering to wash his face anymore, took out the digital cara he had prepared early from his desk, turned it on to record, leaned close to the cara, and whispered with a chuckle:
"It’s 5:40 now, Platoon Leader Hao is outside talking on the phone with Sister-in-law... Let’s go take a look."
Having said that, he left the room, tiptoed to the middle of the hallway, and reached for the light switch.
Click.
The cara lens also went abruptly black for a mont, then the scene jumped, brightened, and brightened again.
Part.1:
At the end of the corridor, Hao Chengbin’s sleazy grin suddenly appeared in the fra, getting closer and closer.
Along with Fang Huai’s suppressed laughter.
Hao Chengbin stared into the lens, his expression growing increasingly horrified, as if caught in an act of infidelity.
"What are you doing?"
"I saw you and just wanted to say hi!"
"Why the hell are you holding a cara to say hi?!"
"Hey, it’s New Year’s today, just making a record."
The scene zood in on Hao Chengbin’s cell phone.
Lady Bai, call duration 29:32.
"Sister Bai, Happy New Year!"
Hao Chengbin turned on the speakerphone, annoyed: "It’s Fang Huai, this damn brat, scared half to death!"
"Hehehe, I recognized your voice, Happy New Year, Fang Huai."
"Happy New Year! Sister, co to the squadron early this afternoon for a al!"
"Chengbin already told . How is your family’s Shaoqing? I spoke with her on the phone a while ago, Shaoqing is a nice girl, you better cherish her～"
"Hey, I’m visiting her place tomorrow! Sister, I’ve got to go, stuff to do! Best of luck for the Year of the Ox! I wish you a safe delivery! A big fat boy or a big fat girl! No, better yet, twins, one of each!"
"Hehe... I’ll send you a red envelope later!"
...
Part2:
The kitchen.
The fridge door opens, a hand reaches out, grabbing the dumpling wrappers and prepared dumpling filling, placing them beside the cutting board.
A basin, bowls, chopsticks.
The cara turns, revealing Fang Huai’s big, grinning face.
"It’s 5:45 now, I’m the Deputy Captain Fang Huai, and today I plan to secretly make... dumplings for the brothers!"
"Wait and see my skills later!"
...
Part3:
The cara wobbles.
Fang Huai’s upper body appears in front of the cara, he adjusts the lens, then steps back a couple of paces.
He bowed apologetically.
"Sorry, brothers, I ssed up... I forgot to dry the water in the basin..."
Suddenly a voice ca from outside.
"Who?"
Fang Huai turned around, "It’s !"
Chang Ming appeared in the scene with his hands behind his back, slowly strolling into view, then his relaxed expression froze.
"Damn it, who told you to touch my dumpling wrappers?"
Chang Ming walked in quickly, disappearing from the cara’s view.
Fang Huai ran in front of the cara, and the scene shifted.
"Hey, isn’t it busy today? I thought I’d get up early and make dumplings for everyone so we could eat earlier!"
The cara spun around.
Chang Ming picked up two sticky, damp, and oddly shaped "dumplings" from the basin full of haphazard dumplings with a disgusted face.
"Damn, are these the dumplings you made? Who the hell would eat these? You’re trashing my reputation! Hurry up and call a few first-class soldiers down here! Take the filling out for !"
"Hey... you do it, I’ll go call them!"
The cara began to shake.
"Retake!"
...
Part3 (Festive Version):
A few first-class soldiers and the professional team sat together, busily handling chopsticks and dumpling wrappers.
On the table were appetizing and good-looking large dumplings.
Fang Huai was all smiles.
"Have we started?"
Wang Peng’s voice: "...We have started."
Only then did Fang Huai turn to the cara and say with a smile, "It’s seven o’clock now, the comrades insisted on making dumplings with to enjoy the New Year atmosphere! Look, in just a short while, the squadron’s dumplings are almost ready!"
While speaking, he even dipped his finger in so flour and dabbed it onto Han Yong’s face next to him, which was extrely festive.
Han Yong looked speechless, "Bro, it’s almost eight o’clock, not in a little while, it took us 20 minutes just to unpack the at from that batch you made!"
Fang Huai’s face fell.
"Stop filming! ng Qiang, cut out the part with Han Yong later!"
"Why cut ..."
...
Part4:
The cara showed six tables of people.
Each table was packed with large dumplings, everyone eating heartily.
"Brothers, do the dumplings taste good?"
Everyone looked up and replied in unison, laughing, "Delicious!"
Hao Chengbin gestured, "Pass so vinegar! Pass so vinegar! How can you eat dumplings without vinegar?"
Liu Jianfeng also waved at the cara, "Captain Fang, having a dumpling? What’s with this odd timing? Starting a al at ten o’clock, are we still going to eat lunch or what?"
Hu Hongzhi added, "Right! I woke up this morning to see you all making dumplings, drooling with hunger, and we ended up waiting until ten to eat!"
At this mont, Han Yong looked up leisurely, "Captain Fang said that during New Year’s, the morning is quiet, and there are more police dispatches from noon until evening. Today we only have two als, one in the morning and one in the afternoon, both a bit earlier. We eat at ten in the morning and the afternoon al at three, staggered from regular al tis, so we definitely can finish our al properly."
As the words fell, you could hear a pin drop.
The group fell silent, all looking up at Han Yong.
Those words, they were like planting a flag all over the place.
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