Chapter 313 A bowl of instant noodles
Qi Zhijun likes boys who are strong, tough and powerful.
Sometimes when he sees young people with long hair and who dress in an androgynous manner, he wants to kick them.
In his mind, He Shu was also unqualified because he looked a bit feminine and not strong enough.
Fortunately, this child has a tenacious character. He had wanted to train He Shu before, but found that his physique was very poor.
This seems to be inherited from my older sister, who has had a weak constitution since she was a child and was always sick when she was young.
Due to congenital problems and the fact that they were not corrected during his growth process, He Shu could not withstand his high-intensity training.
But after such a long period of persistent exercise, there are still some benefits.
At least He Shu is much stronger now than when they first met. If it were in the past, he would have spent so much time in the water in the afternoon and choked on water, and he would probably have been sick that evening.
One reason was to make He Shu healthier, and the other reason was because He Shu had been involved in Nan Zhan's case.
Even Zhou Zhensheng almost fell into it. If He Shu really encountered any danger, the better his physical fitness, the more hope he would have of survival.
He instructed He Shu to do several sets of arm training and then some simple strength training, which made He Shu, who had just taken a shower, break out in a sweat again.
"Even if you become a technical worker in the future, it will be very difficult to do your job if you are in poor health, so don't be resistant just because I always watch you train."
Qi Zhijun sat on the bed, watching He Shu sweating profusely while doing push-ups, and said that he still hoped to have a better relationship with his nephew.
He Shu nodded and said nothing. He knew that his uncle was doing this for his own good.
After practicing for an hour and a half, he could not feel any effect except soreness, but his stomach was no longer bloated and he even felt a little hungry.
But He Shu felt a little embarrassed to go find something to eat, so he took a shower after sweating off the sweat. When he came out, he found that his uncle had already laid down.
He then went to lie down on the other side. Maybe because he had exercised too much at night, He Shu was so hungry that he couldn't sleep.
He didn't know what time it was, but his stomach started to rumble, which was very clear in the night.
"Hungry?"
The uncle asked in the dark. He Shu didn't expect that the uncle was still asleep. He blushed a little: "Yeah."
I heard some rustling sounds, and after a moment the bedroom light came on.
Qi Zhijun squinted his eyes, yawned, put on a vest and left the house.
He Shu didn't know where his uncle had gone. After lying down for a few minutes and seeing that his uncle didn't come back, he got out of bed and followed him out.
There were lights on in the kitchen and dining room downstairs. He Shu walked downstairs and smelled a fragrance. His uncle was cooking noodles with chopsticks.
It was instant noodles, a big bowl full of them.
Eggs and sausages were added to it, but the eggs were overcooked and didn’t look very appetizing.
After turning off the fire, the uncle took out another pair of chopsticks for He Shu, then carried the basin to the dining table: "Come and eat, and go to sleep after you finish eating."
As he said this, he picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks and took a sip without even thinking it was too hot.
He Shu's stomach growled even louder, so he hurried over. The uncle and nephew ate around a large bowl of noodles.
"How is it? Is it delicious?"
He Shu nodded repeatedly, and mumbled with his mouth full of noodles: "It's delicious."
Qi Zhijun was happy and took all the hard-boiled eggs in the noodles and handed them to He Shu: "Eat them all."
I don’t know if it’s because he was too hungry, but He Shuzhen felt that the instant noodles cooked by his uncle were simply the most delicious thing on earth.
Two people ate from one pot, and towards the end they even looked like they wanted to snatch the food.
Qi Zhijun's eyes were full of smiles, and seeing He Shu digging for his groin like a piglet, his heart began to ache again.
He remembered that he and his son had done this before. They were hungry in the middle of the night and secretly cooked instant noodles. They would fight over the remaining soup...
Qi Zhijun seldom thought of Qi Guangxing. He didn't dare to think about him because he was his only child.
For so many years, he almost never stepped into his son's room.
Because every time I think of my son, the last time I saw him would come to mind. That tattered body seemed to have rotted into him, and there was no part that didn't hurt...
He Shu saw his uncle put down his chopsticks and looked over: "Uncle, why don't you eat?"
"I'm full, you clean up the rest."
He Shu grinned; "I guarantee to complete the task."
The two of them finished a big bowl of instant noodles. He Shu leaned back in the chair, touching his belly, because he was too full.
"I'll give you another task. Wash the pots and restore the kitchen to its original state, or you'll be criticized by your aunt tomorrow."
In fact, the only one who would be criticized is Qi Zhijun, but he cooked noodles for his children, so why should he wash the dishes? Is he a spoiled child?
"Okay." He Shu stood up and started to pack up. Qi Zhijun didn't go upstairs either.
After watching He Shu clean up the place neatly, the two of them turned off the lights and returned to their room.
The next morning, Xia Miao came out wearing a beautiful new dress and her hair was braided into many small braids on her head.
She asked He Shu shyly whether she looked good or not , and He Shu nodded repeatedly.
"My aunt did my hair and this little skirt. I bought them when I went shopping with my aunt yesterday."
My aunt smiled and said, "We're going out to play later. Do you want to go, He Shu?"
He Shu looked at his uncle. It seemed that his uncle didn't need to go back to the barracks today. Hearing this, he replied, "If He Shu doesn't want to go, I'll take him out to play."
"You take him out to play?" Auntie asked curiously, "Where can you take him to play?"
Qi Zhijun snorted twice: "We are playing at a high level."
Seeing that he was still keeping the secret, my aunt rolled her eyes at my uncle. She probably guessed where Qi Zhijun would take He Shu .
"You should take it easy. The child finally has a holiday. Let him rest more."
Xia Miao was a little disappointed when she saw He Shu didn't join them, but it was also nice to go shopping with her aunt.
Grandpa was fiddling with the fishing hook and line after breakfast. The younger generation had their own things to do, so he could only play with the old man...
After packing up, Xiao Ding drove away with his aunt and Xia Miao.
Qi Zhijun also asked He Shu to get in the car and took him to the military camp.
He Shu knew that his uncle would not take him anywhere else, but he didn't know what to practice today.
After getting off the car, Qi Zhijun saw some people running on the playground, so he asked He Shu to run a few laps with them.
Then I took him to the shooting range, where we mainly practiced shooting today.
"I may not be able to use it, but I must know it." These are my uncle's exact words.
I've touched a gun before and practiced once or twice, but I'm still far from being proficient.
That afternoon, his uncle introduced him to some basic firearms in the military and the performance of various guns.
For example, military guns, including rifles, automatic rifles, submachine guns, assault rifles and pistols, are characterized by long range, great power, high hit rate, precise structure and good performance.
There are also police weapons including pistols, automatic rifles and rifles, which are easy to conceal.
Of course, the uncle mainly taught He Shu to practice with pistols, because he didn't have much chance to come into contact with other firearms. He just needed to understand how to use them.
He Shu used blank bullets for shooting practice in the afternoon. His uncle said it was a waste to use live bullets for a novice like him.
