In the next few days of military training, Meimei was still strong and unyielding, and he never called for a single bitterness, which made the instructor both happy and worried, but he felt relieved that the fat chef was still very powerful, and he felt that the future sister-in-law's chin was like Is it round?
He took the rice bowl from the kind and fat chef again, and saw the sweet and sour pork loin covered with hot and sour cabbage again. ~~щww~suimеng~lā
Of course Xianna and the others weren't treated so well, they were still braised pork with more fat and less meat, and they were still complaining in a low voice, but they wanted to stop eating meat dishes, but after a few vegetarian meals, their stomachs were empty, like It was as if a paw was scratching, and it was very uncomfortable. They had to cut the fat slices again. Anyway, eating some meat would lubricate the stomach.
"Oh, if I keep eating like this, I'll have to vomit when I see pork!" Xianna complained, looking at the eyebrows on the side from time to time.
She was sure that this Zhao Mei's food was definitely different from theirs. Every time she didn't let people see the dishes under the vegetables, it was mysterious.
And she could also see that the cold-faced instructor took care of Meimei.
For example, every time someone is tired, the instructor will ask Zhao Mei to send them off to rest, and every time she wants to see the dishes in Zhao Mei's bowl, the instructor will stand up and reprimand, once or twice, but every time That's right, she couldn't help but doubt it.
Hmph, military training is all specialized, so who will you show it to?
Xianna glanced jealously at the still fair-skinned eyebrows, and then glanced at the cold-faced instructor who was eating alone in the distance, more curious about the relationship between the instructor and Zhao Mei.
Could it be that the cold noodle instructor has an affair with Zhao Mei?
These two deliberately pretended not to know each other? ..
The more Xianna thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case, because the cold noodle instructor was Zhao Mei's boyfriend or lover, so Zhao Mei would get dishes that were different from theirs, and then she was always given special care by the instructor.
That must be the case!
Hmph, one day she will break it down!
The military training soon passed for half a month, and everyone gradually got used to it. Fewer and fewer people fainted while standing in the military posture. This made the instructor very nervous, and he could no longer think of a good excuse to let the future sister-in-law rest.
This day is to practice walking on the right foot. When the military training ends in a month, I will review it, so I have to walk straight for a few hours every day.
It's just that the instructor is more worried, because there is a male student in the class who can't walk straight. After practicing for half a month, this baby still has the same hands and feet, and the hands and feet are not obeying orders The instructor is also on fire Now, let this unlucky boy go to practice alone, and come back to the team when his hands and feet are not smooth.
This unfortunate child has been somewhat effective after practicing for a few days. Two or three of the ten steps are different, but most of the time it is still wrong, and it looks very funny.
Meimei and their class practiced walking, and the instructor asked the classmate to follow him. The first few steps were fine, but the style of the painting changed as he walked. Still walking seriously, the classmates behind were laughing stupidly.
"Oh, you laughed at me, how could you be so stupid?" Tang Manli laughed so much that her stomach almost twitched, she couldn't help but say something.
Ren Qianqian also answered the sentence, and Xianna and the others, and even Qiqiqi joined in the fun. The atmosphere was so good that she couldn't hold back. All the male students Shunguai heard it, and their faces flushed with shame. He didn't dare to lift his head.
Only the eyebrows felt harsh. She seemed to see herself when she was a child, and she was also made fun of by others. Maybe the person who laughed was not malicious, but to the person being laughed at, it was undoubtedly like taking a knife to the heart.
"Everyone has what they're good at and what they're not good at, what's so funny." Meimei couldn't help but say something.