Apocalypse: My Sweetie Is Tough but Cute-Chapter 234 - 233 Dont Sleep Get Up and Party (2)
Chapter 234: Chapter 233: Don’t Sleep, Get Up and Party! (2)
Chapter 234: Chapter 233: Don’t Sleep, Get Up and Party! (2)
No one knew how Tang Zelin, Pang Tong, and Sun Fujun had discussed that night in Group 209.
Anyway, the next day the warriors of Group 209 found that their constantly irritable group captain, no longer plagued by toothache or temper, was suddenly enjoying his meals.
Hands behind his back, smiling happily, he found everyone pleasing to the eye.
Oh my, is it going to rain red soon?
Of course, Tang Zelin was in a good mood too, returning with full hands after starting with empty ones.
The warriors of Group 208, who hadn’t tasted anything good for days, finally had some luck.
Suddenly there was meat soup added, and every warrior in Group 208 nearly cried with gratitude…
How long had it been since they’d tasted meat?
When Tang Zelin and Qu Guoan went to the canteen to eat, they watched contentedly as a bunch of young lads gobbled down their meal, feeling as satisfied as an old hen that has finally fed her chicks.
The meal that evening was especially delicious for Tang Zelin.
A roe deer, three wild chickens, and a leg of wild boar—such opportunities were rare, so the wild boar leg was smoked by the cuisine squad for future meals.
With one group of eighteen hundred people and three chickens, a huge pot of soup was made, and everyone drank until their bellies were round.
That night, Tang Zelin lay in bed, reminiscing about a cute face he saw on the mountain, sigh…
He tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
The creaking of his bed from his tossing woke up Qu Guoan from next door, who came down to drink water in the middle of the night and couldn’t help but tease, “Can’t sleep because you’re thinking about Flower Girl in the middle of the night?”
Tang Zelin sighed deeply, “Old Qu, it’s been so long since my marriage proposal was submitted, why hasn’t there been any response?”
Qu Guoan, carrying his water jar, came over and sat down with an open stool.
“With the current situation, military marriages are complicated, and after the proposal is submitted, it still needs political approval. However, given your father’s position, wouldn’t the higher-ups be jumping to facilitate your marriage? Strange.”
Tang Zelin sat up, crossing his long legs, “Right? I also think something’s off.”
“Why don’t you go and ask around someday?” Qu Guoan suggested, sipping his water.
Tang Zelin pondered for a while, feeling he should indeed take some time to inquire about this matter.
It wasn’t easy for him to take a liking to a girl, and he couldn’t just let her slip through his fingers.
Until the approval came through, he didn’t dare to make a move on her, especially since she had recently been quite provocative. Giving him more chances was really killing him!
He was a man in the prime of his youth, after all!
If this went on, he would go mad before even getting married.
Qu Guoan didn’t openly mock him, what about the girl bullying him? He saw him eagerly running to the mountain as if he quite enjoyed being bullied.
As if he didn’t see this lad secretly saving a chicken leg for the girl? Humph.
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Friends before love.
Tang Zelin’s marriage proposal was still not approved.
He was cautious, Old Qu was right, he had to check this out. Even though the timing wasn’t right, the organization hadn’t explicitly forbidden soldiers from getting married, right?
Moreover, due to the harsh living conditions for soldiers, few ordinary girls wanted to marry a soldier. He finally found a girl—why wasn’t there urgency in settling this?
The next day, with a chicken leg in hand, Tang Zelin cheerfully headed up the mountain.
He wondered how his girl had been these past few days without him around.
Did she miss him?
“Knock, knock, knock—”
No response.
Hmm? Not home?
After knocking twice more and waiting a while, he finally heard the sound of the door opening.
Opening the door, there was Su Shu, her hair slightly messy and dotted with bits of weeds.
“Did you roll on the ground? Why is your head full of weeds?”
He naturally reached out to pick things out of her hair.
