There was a smell of wine in the room, there were leftover peanut shells on the table, and a few slices of bacon, and a bottle of white wine almost came to an end.

"Brother Yao, just eat this when you entertain Chief Wu?"

"There is no way, there is only the kitchen at home. Besides, I, as the owner, cook, is it not appropriate to let the tiger accompany the other person's guests?"

"Old Dong, Old Dong asked me to give me a meal for Zerong and the children..." Gong Hui remembered that she had sent Old Dong to the Twilight Building today.

"Next time, someone will call the cafeteria and call Lao Cai over?"

"It's so late. Old Cai is old and it's not suitable to call him up. I probably won't be the next time." Luo Yao also helped Gong Hui pack up.

"The window, the door opens and the smell will be dissipated. Just this smell, can you sleep at night?"

"Isn't this the man just sent him away..."

"Tiger, come in and take all this away."

"Oh, okay, Sister Hui." As soon as Yang Fan came in, he grabbed the wine bottle and the remaining pieces of bacon on the table and ran out.

While running, he stuffed the bacon into his mouth and poured the remaining sip of wine in the bottle directly into the mouth of the bottle.

"Okay, it's getting late, you go to bed." Gong Hui cleaned up the mess and waved her hand at Luo Yao.

"By the way, Li Fu called from the hospital. The doctor said that Zerong was temporarily out of danger, but she still needs to be observed."

"Okay, that's great."

...

Although he told Wu Xuexin something, he still kept it, and some of it was just understatement and did not dare to go deeper.

Of course, if he wants to talk deeper, it will be half a bottle of water.

Don't lose that person anymore.

I fell asleep with my head down, and the sun still rose high the next day.

"I'm going to go to the city to have a little trouble today. I'll go to the hospital to see Zerong. Do you need me to help you?" Gong Hui came in from behind when she woke up in the morning, shaved her face, washed her face, and asked.

"Oh, that's not necessary. You greet Zerong for me and said I'm busy and can't go see her anymore. Let her take good care of her health." Luo Yao said.

He understood a little that Dai Yunong had forbidden the military commander from getting married. This man was fine, having a family and concern. As long as he settled his home in the back, it would be a good thing. Even if he was arrested, he would not dare to betray him easily.

If this is captured in the enemy-occupied area, it will become a breakthrough for the enemy, and it will be easy to become a traitor, and there will be more people who give up their faith for money and sex.

Also, once this Military Control Commission woman gets married, she will have to have a child next. Who will deal with your child this time?

What if your position is very critical and you can’t find the right person for a while?

I'm pregnant in this belly. Is it another dilemma to not let you have a baby or to let you have a baby?

The policy of the in-house staff banning marriage seems to be positive, although it sounds cruel and indifferent.

But this is also finding the greatest common divisor.

But it would be bad if the state officials set fire and do not allow the people to light the lamp. This is not good. This is what criticizes people.

Those with privileges, high status and seniority are fine, while those low-level people can only endure this injustice.

Chen Zerong and Li Fu got married long ago, and got married before joining the Military Control Commission. This is not within the scope of the ban.

You can't let someone divorce your marriage before joining the Military Control Commission. This is too cruel. You don't necessarily have to join the Military Control Commission?

If this is the case, there are many people who are married in the military regime, so they should be divorced. Isn’t it better to go into battle lightly?

However, Chen Zerong's pregnancy and childbirth still caused a lot of trouble in his work. Chen Zerong was a backbone of the newspaper in the secret interpretation room.

The backbone, the backbone, once it is withdrawn, the work link will collapse suddenly. If someone comes up, it will not be able to recover to its previous efficiency for a long time.

So, this is something that I have a personal experience. If Chen Zerong was not Li Fu's wife, many people would not be willing to put her in such an important position.

This is reality, there is no way, because war requires it.

...

After resting for a day and a night, I returned to my job, and everyone who studied and translated one group and one subject became more energetic.

Because they made a major breakthrough in deciphering the secret communications of the Japanese army, a commendation cannot be eliminated.

"When the founding meeting, I mentioned the confidentiality regulations. Today, I would like to emphasize that the military technical office is different from other units, and it is where the party and the state are highly confidential. Confidentiality work is as important as our deciphering work..."

...

"Doctor, Deputy Director Luo held a small meeting for each research and translation group and subject, emphasizing confidentiality discipline." Wang Weijun was carefully reporting to Wen Yuqinghui.

"Well, this confidentiality work is within the scope of Deputy Director Luo's authority. It should be emphasized that the first department has just made great contributions and needs to brake them tightly. This is good." Wen Yuqing nodded. The more he came into contact with Luo Yao, the more he discovered the terrifying aspects of this young man.

He seemed to know everything and would not make mistakes, which made him feel that he had lived to a dog compared to others in the past few decades.

"In the future, you don't have to report what Deputy Director Luo is in charge of." Wen Yuqing ordered, "About the HA70 password, I want to hold a group meeting tonight. Do you go and call up everyone involved in the password cracking?"

"Yes." Wang Weijun knew that Wen Yuqing was anxious. He had already achieved results. Although the number of deciphered messages in his diplomatic code increased, there was no big breakthrough.

In this comparison, wouldn’t I be worse than Luo Yao, a young man?

He also had to chase after him. In the military technical room, in the final analysis, he had to see who could decipher the Japanese secret code and tell the story.

The technical department just needs to rely on technology to make a living.

Without that diamond, what kind of porcelain work do you take on?

...

Luo Yao heard that Wen Yuqing was going to have a meeting, so he laughed it off, if it could form a healthy competition situation.

He didn't mind that Wen Yuqing could make a breakthrough in Japan's diplomatic secret telegrams, because this was a good thing that was conducive to the War of Resistance.

In the afternoon, Gong Hui returned from the city.

"I've been to see Zerong. She has recovered well. She has been sober and has seen her daughter." Gong Hui said.

"Did Li Fu name his daughter?"

"The name is Li Rong, nickname: Lulu." Gong Hui said.

"Lulu, this name sounds pretty good. Is it Li Fuqi?"

"No, the nickname was raised by Zerong, she had already thought about it." Gong Hui explained.

"Okay, that's pretty good."

"You don't have to work overtime tonight. I bought pork ribs and fish. I want to eat the dishes you made by yourself." Gong Hui said.

Luo Yao thought for a while and he didn't have to work overtime tonight and hadn't cooked in person for a long time.

If this craft is not used frequently, it will become unfamiliar.

"Okay, don't dislike my unfamiliar skills. Just make it not delicious." Luo Yao agreed in one bite and had to combine work and rest. Cooking is actually a kind of rest for mental workers.

...

"Tiger, help me wash the ribs, make sweet and sour ribs..." When I got home, Luo Yao put on his apron and went straight to the kitchen.

He also called Yang Fan over and helped him.

Apart from the few brothers in charge of safety, there are no one else at home. They stand guard and can't ask anyone to come and help.

"Okay!"

There is something delicious, which is better than anything for Yang Fan.

The ribs were chopped into two finger lengths, which was exactly the same as measuring with a ruler. This skill is good at knife skills...

Luo Yao pressed a large fish weighing three pounds on the chopping board. With a "bang" on the back of the knife, the fish that was still jumping around on the chopping board immediately became quiet.

This is almost like knocking on a stick.

Scrape, break the belly, clean...

It seems that fish head is cooked with soup, add some tofu to add nutrition and calcium. The fish body is braised and it is definitely very delicious.

Stir-fry the pan with hot oil, put the pan with cold oil...

Luo Yao's moves are really smooth. This is definitely the level of a third-rate chef in the hotel. At least it looks good.

Yang Fan in the kitchen burns fire. He is a thug and has a very accurate grasp of the temperature. Basically, he can do whatever Luo Yao requires.

Luo Yao flew a spoon in the pot, like a chef.

If you wear a certain white hat, it will be even more vivid.

"Oh, it smells so good..." Suddenly, a head came into the door. Luo Yao looked up and took a look. He was so scared that he almost threw away the spoon in his hand.

It was actually Bai Jiansheng in casual clothes.

He would not admit his mistake in this face and this voice. Why did the guard at the door put the person in without stopping him?

Looking at the person behind Bai Jiansheng, Luo Yao's hands shivered even more. Why did this person come too?

"Mr. Jian, Duke De, why are you two coming to the next house?" Luo Yao quickly put down the spoon, wiped his hand on the apron, and saluted a military salute.

"Young man knows me?" Li Delin said in surprise. He was also casually dressed. Unexpectedly, Luo Yao actually knew him.

"Youning was fortunate to see Degong's style in the newspaper, so he recognized it at first sight." Luo Yao hurriedly explained. Could it be that he had identified it from the memory in his mind?
To be continued...