Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

A few quarrels in the class actually attracted several big Buddhas. Zhang Xiaochen, the squad leader, couldn't bear it anymore, so he took the initiative to call the report, repeating the previous explanation, secretly in the small notebook in his heart, and wrote it down for the restless Chen Mingyue. Pen.

   Zhang Yuqing smiled after listening, and nodded slightly with his belly straight.

   "Oh, it turned out that the little girls were joking with each other, neither serious nor serious, and hurt people's self-esteem. It is inevitable that the spoon will be knocked on the edge of the pot. If you don't fight, you don't know each other.

   The secretary was very flamboyant even when he used metaphors, turning big things into small things, and his slow and smiling tone made people feel comfortable.

   "Secretary..."

  Chen Mingyue wanted to act coquettishly and complained, but Wang Sen shouted to stop it.

   "Cough, this girl of mine is a bit squeamish. She grew up being held in the palm of her hand by her family, and she has never been angry. She is young, and you should let her be a big sister. I thank her for her."

  Feng Yanan's quiet eyes swept around, and from the expressions of the girls, he could roughly infer the original appearance of the matter, and he couldn't help but murmured to the recently swelled company commander.

   The second company commander was injured and admitted to the hospital. This male soldier's company has become a situation where there are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkey is called the king?

   "First company commander, Chen Mingyue still has a brother-sister relationship with you? This is a mistake in my work, and I didn't fully grasp the social relations of the soldiers."

   "I'll write a review later, and make up for the mistakes now, it's not too late to make amends."

   Feng Yanan entered the room sideways, sat at the table beside Su Haitang, glanced at the home letter with beautiful handwriting on the table, buttoned the letter, and took out the notebook to prepare for recording.

   "Chen Mingyue?" Feng Yanan called out to the flustered Chen Mingyue and waited patiently.

   "Oh, me, me and him..."

   "We are brothers and sisters we just met." Wang Sen received the helpless look from the little girl, his heart softened, and a burst of heat rushed towards him, and he spoke without hesitation.

   "I just met you, brother and sister?" Feng Yanan paused and looked up at him in surprise.

  Wang Sen, with the strange eyes in the room, bit his head and hummed, then glared back confidently.

   That look, even Su Haitang can understand: What's the matter? I got it! Can you handle it? No violation of the rules, you little dog meddling with the rat!

   Several people swept back and forth at Chen Mingyue, who was blushing, and Wang Sen, who was just and heroic, and only felt a discomfort in his chest.

   Don't get me wrong, they are not envious. It's really hard to see him if he doesn't have any special preferences for such a strong black bear.

   Zhang Yuqing coughed lightly, walked in with a smile, and looked at the pink plastic leather notebook on the other iron table with interest.

   "What about studying? It's good, I know how to make progress. Gently wake up the sleeping heart and slowly open your eyes. These poems are well written."

  Chen Lu watched his beloved lyric book fall into the tiger's mouth, struggling to explain in a low voice.

   "Secretary, here are the lyrics, we are learning new songs."

   Zhang Yuqing still smiled and nodded slowly.

   "Oh, it's good to learn songs. The life of the army should be diverse and colorful. It's good to sing, dance, and write some small articles."

   "There are still two months to go. Do you have any plans for where to go? Don't just stare at the art troupe, but also consider other directions. Correspondents, operators, hygienists, and newspaper reporters are all very good."

   "Of course, no matter where you go, you can sing and have a skill, which is a capital."

   "Youth should sing, laugh, and be high-spirited! Seize the golden period of life, study more, do not overwhelm your skills, and don't waste time on meaningless things."

   Zhang Yuqing called Wang Sen cheerfully.

   "Xiao Wang, don't worry about your sister. When the girl is older, she has to learn to be friends by herself. As a parent, you have to let go. Don't be too nervous."

   "Let's go, let's go back to the old ways, let's just hold a singing competition and connect with each other. It's not easy to get together. It's just brothers and sisters in a family. It's better to be intimate and warm."

   Zhang Yuqing dragged Wang Sen away, leaving a room of girls looking at each other.

   The meaningless thing that wasted time in the Secretary's remarks means bickering, right? It's definitely not alluding to being a friend of your brother and sister, is it?