The door of my storage room leads to Changzheng Road.
Opening the door, a little warrior covered in wind and snow fell in.
He looked at the modern furniture and me cooking noodles in the kitchen, and couldn't help crying:
"Am I going to hell?"
"What should my battalion commander and the others do?"
I turned off the gas stove and put the soup and noodles on the coffee table.
"Comrade, after you finish eating the noodles, go and bring the battalion commander and the others over. I was sent by the organization to deliver supplies to you."
