After breakfast, the two did not rush back to the city, because Cheng Yue had to attend a meeting in the division headquarters in the afternoon.

In fact, it was originally arranged for political commissar Guan Yi and deputy He Lianyi to hold a meeting on his behalf, but it happened that Cheng Yue was discharged from the hospital at this time, although he could not immediately participate in the training in the army, but there was no problem with these civilian jobs.

Cheng Yue set off for the division headquarters at ten o'clock, leaving Mi Jia alone in the army.

Mi Jia originally wanted to go out for a walk, but the clothes were changed and washed in the morning and not all of them were dry, so it was too unsightly to go out in Chengyue's big T-shirt, so she had to stay in the room.

But after staying behind, Mi Jia found that Cheng Yue was too boring, not to mention the computer in the room, not even a small TV, except for the basic military publications on the bedside and the magazines of some subscribed military weapons, and then there were two ancient Chinese books, "Zizhi Tongjian" and "Sun Tzu's Art of War".

It's so boring that there's nothing to entertain, Mi Jia can only hold those two ancient books and gnaw on them in the end, compared to those incomprehensible military magazines and boring military weapon introductions, at least she can understand some sentences when she reads ancient texts.

Sitting on the bed I don't know how long I watched, the horn sounded outside the window, she didn't know what it meant, but it was different from the wake-up call in the morning.

After the horn had thought about it, Mi Jia continued to look at the book, and it wasn't long before there was a knock at the door.

Put down the book Mijia's face was full of doubts, and she didn't know who would come to Chengyue at this time.

But I didn't think much about it, I was worried that the people outside the door were in a hurry to find Cheng Yue, so I ran quickly towards the door, opened the door, and saw a soldier carrying a square box. As he spoke, he handed the box in his hand to Mi Jia.

Mi Jia was stunned, and she couldn't figure out the situation for a while.

"This is what Lieutenant Colonel Cheng asked us to send." The comrade of the cooking class explained.

It turned out that Cheng Yue greeted the cooking class before leaving, and asked them to send food to Mi Jia on time at noon, considering that Mi Jia drank too much wine last night, and specially told the cooking class that the taste was slightly lighter.

The lunch box has been called Mijia's hand, so that means that the task has been completed, and he saluted Mijia neatly, and said: "Report to the chief's wife, if there is nothing to do, then I will go down first." ”

Mi Jia nodded hurriedly, took the lunch box and thanked him, "Thank you." ”

"The chief's wife is polite." The comrade in the cooking class said in a loud voice, and after speaking, he turned around and walked downstairs directly.

Mi Jia carried the lunch box into the house, remembering that the comrades in the cooking class said that it was sent by Cheng Yuerang, and there was an inexplicable warm current pouring in her heart, her whole heart was warm, and the corners of her mouth were also with a smile that could not be hidden.

Sitting down at the table, Mi Jia opened the lunch box, which was full of food, and the amount seemed to be more than yesterday's noon.

Mi Jia sighed lightly, staring at the lunch box in a daze, so much, where can she eat alone.

Although I didn't feel hungry, I opened the lunch box and ate it while it was hot.

I just ate here, the mobile phone rang in the room over there, put down the chopsticks and ran towards the room, grabbed the mobile phone placed on the bedside, it was Cheng Yuelai's phone, and the mood became a little happy, and I slid the screen to pick it up, "Hey." ”

"What are you doing, has Kotani from the cooking class delivered food?" Cheng Yue asked on the other side of the phone.

His voice didn't change much in tone as usual, but it sounded very warm and nice to Mijia today, and he nodded in response, "Well, I just sent it over." ”

"Appetite?" Cheng Yue asked casually, as if he was chatting face-to-face with the two.

"Hmm." Mi Jia nodded, and walked out of the room towards the living room while holding her phone, but she still couldn't help but complain, "It's too much, I can't finish it." ”

Hearing her say this, Cheng Yue said with some disapproval, "You are too thin, you need to eat more." ”

Mija grimaced at the meal, but apparently didn't want to waste time discussing it, asking, "When are you coming back?" ”

"The meeting didn't end until 3 o'clock, and when I returned to the team from the division headquarters, it was estimated that it would be about 4 o'clock." Cheng Yue said into the phone.

"Oh." Mi Jia nodded in response, thinking that she would probably have to take the two books and read them carefully later.

Originally, I called back to ask her if she had eaten, but since she had already started eating, she was relieved and said, "Someone called me here, let's do this first." ”

Hearing him say that there was still something to do, Mi Jia didn't say anything more, nodded his head, and then hung up the phone directly,

After all, it's too much, even if Mi Jia worked very hard to eat the lunch box, there was still a lot left in the end, but unlike yesterday, yesterday Cheng Yue would directly accept her who didn't eat, and today he wasn't around because he went to a meeting.

After eating, Mi Jia walked back and forth in the house for a while, and finally decided that instead of spending the afternoon in front of two ancient Chinese books, it was better to take a broom and start cleaning the house.

The house is not big, so it is not troublesome to clean up, except because no one has lived in it for more than two months, the whole house is not particularly dirty except for some dust.

After cleaning, Mi Jia went to the bathroom to fetch a basin of water and a rag, ready to wipe the furniture.

There was a small desk in Cheng Yue's room, on which in addition to the military publications and the "Zizhi Tongjian" and "Sun Tzu's Art of War", there were also some training plans and arrangements that Mi Jia did not understand very well.

Picked up the things and put them on the bed on the side, wrung a towel to wipe off the dust on the table, and then reached out to hold the stack of Wen Jiàn back and put it in the same place, and accidentally fell out of the photo that was caught in the Wen Jiàn and didn't know it was in the magazine.

Stooping down to pick up the photo, it was a picture of a girl, and it seemed to be some time old, as Mija noticed that the edges of the photo seemed to be slightly starting to turn yellow.

The girl in the photo is very beautiful, dressed in ballet makeup, even if she combs her hair all over to reveal her smooth forehead, she is still very beautiful.

staring at the photo for a long time, Mi Jia couldn't tell what kind of mood she was in at the moment, and her intuition told her that this girl should be Cheng Yue's ex-wife.

I was about to put the photo back in my hand, but I accidentally found that there were words on the back of the photo.

-- Gifted to Yue, Ya.

The handwriting is very delicate, and it can be seen that it should be written by the girl in the photo.

Caressing it word by word, Mi Jia silently put the photo back in the middle of Wen Jiàn, she didn't know whether it was sandwiched in that Wen Jiàn folder, and she put one casually.

The mood doesn't seem to be as relaxed and reserved as it was just now, and there is a faint sadness inexplicably.

[Author's digression]: Alas, it's only now, but they scold me shamelessly

PS, tomorrow's first shift will be around 12 noon (I hope you can believe me again) %>_