"Old Fang...why are you crying? Really, big man!" Captain Lao muttered, standing at the door with his hands on his hips to calm down for a while, and only dared to step out after his nose was no longer sore.
As usual, he walked around the equipment room.
When I came out, I happened to meet Qi Rourou coming back from personal training.
"Captain." Qi Rourou greeted and walked forward.
In fact, when Team Lao got married, Qi Rourou was just as happy as everyone else, but his personality was like this. He had always had such a cold tone and liked to keep to himself.
The most irritating stage every year is when new recruits come to the team. Regardless of whether they are male or female, they will always misunderstand for a while that he is a female, a beautiful sister, and then enthusiastically take the initiative to get close to him.
"Wait a minute, Rourou." Lao Jian called from behind.
Qi Rourou turned around, "Huh?"
"I want to discuss something with you, hehe." Captain Lao approached with a face and said, "Do you still have that old Fengguan of yours? It's the one Baneji and the others brought back to you when they ransacked Yu's house."
"Yes." Qi Rourou nodded and asked, "Sister-in-law, do you want to wear it?"
"No." Lao Jian's eyes were a little hollow and she said, "What? On my wedding day, a lot of people will come. We live in the mountains and forests. Lao Fang just said something in passing, asking if there should be a better show. , for example, when they got married in the countryside, they would invite a troupe to sing..."
"no way."
"……oh."
Captain Lao nodded weakly and muttered sadly when he turned around:
"What a waste."
He meant to waste talents. Everyone knew that Qi Rourou had studied opera for more than ten years before joining the army and was a top-ranked actress in a certain province. However, since coming to Weilan, he has not performed for everyone once.
Then that beautiful antique phoenix crown was also wasted.
"I just heard someone in the communications room say that it seems that the propaganda team of the Second Scientific Research Institute will come this time, so the labor team doesn't have to worry about no program or excitement."
Seeing that Captain Lao seemed lost, Qi Rourou said from behind.
"Really?!" Captain Lao turned around and looked over in surprise, but also a little puzzled. He supposedly didn't know him, "Why, am I so proud of you?"
"Han Qingyu's face."
"……oh."
"He seems to have had a problem with them." Qi Rourou said.
"Celebrate the holidays?! Okay, celebrate the holidays." Team Lao muttered, thought for a while, and tried again: "The propaganda team belongs to the propaganda team, Rourou, it's been four years since I mentioned it, and you also know that everyone in the team has been I really want to hear you sing once..."
"Sing when they come back." Qi Rourou said.
"What?!"
"I'll sing it when the person who gave me the phoenix crown comes back."
After Qi Rourou said that, she felt something was a little awkward, so she hurriedly turned around and walked into the equipment room.
Caught now!
Captain Lao couldn't say it directly, so he stood in the back and had fun.
This day is May 7th.
The next day, May 8, 1994, it was early in the morning.
Captain Lao had already gone out. When he came back, he put a bag of green bayberries on the table, then sat and watched Shang Nianhua eat... After looking at it for a while, he said:
"Oh, years."
"Well, what's wrong?" Shang Nianhua turned around with a green bayberry in his mouth.
"Is it sour?"
"It's sour, but I just want to eat it." Shang Nianhua swallowed the bayberry and said with an embarrassed smile, "My teeth are broken from eating it, but I still want to eat it."
"Oh, then they say sour boys and hot girls, have you heard of them?"
"Yes, I have heard of it." Shang Nianhua nodded, raised his head, put a green bayberry to his mouth and took it off again, his eyes were unhappy and he said: "Why, Captain Lao has already started to make plans. If you want a son, it will be better in the future." Going to the battlefield, right? You..."
"No, I didn't mean that."
"Not yet? Huh! Then I insist on giving birth to a daughter. Go and get me some chili peppers, and I'll eat them for you to see. I must give birth to a daughter with an F-level fusion degree."
After becoming pregnant, Shang Nianhua had a temper similar to that of a little girl.
Lao Jian smiled fondly and said, "I do want a daughter. If she has an F-level fusion degree, that would be pretty good."
"Huh?" Shang Nianhua looked into his eyes and judged that he was not lying, "Really?"
"Well, I used to trick Han Qingyu into joining the Blue Combat Force. I've told you this, right? Later on, I continued to benefit from him. At that time, the captain and the others were joking, saying that if I had a daughter, She should be allowed to marry Qingzi. I thought about it, and it’s actually not bad if that’s the case, what do you think? Let me tell you, I also thought about it, if he dares not to marry her, I will force him to marry her. "
Lao Jian laughed as he spoke. In fact, he mentioned this partly because he was coming back soon. He recalled the past a lot these days and suddenly felt emotional.
But Shang Nianhua took it seriously and said, "I don't object, but Qingzi seems to be 22 or 23 this year, right? Isn't that a big difference?"
"That's right. Speaking of which, if I get married earlier and have a daughter earlier, it's really possible..."
Lao Jian muttered, not paying attention at all. Shang Nianhua's expression began to change gradually, until she lost her green bayberry in anger and stood up.
Captain Lao turned around and said, "What's wrong? Nianhua."
"……nothing."
"Oh, that's good, I thought something was wrong with you."
"...That's what's wrong with me."
"What's wrong?"
"I...! What I heard from what you just said is that you regretted marrying me after you met me so late?! You regretted not meeting another person earlier and getting married earlier, right?"
Lao Jian: "No, I..."
"It's a shame that I still think about it. Although it's a little late in this life, I can meet you and marry you in the end. I've waited all these years in vain."
Shang Nianhua lowered his head and shed tears of grievance.
May 9th.
It was still early in the morning, and Lao Jian stood on top of the sentry post on the mountain for more than two hours before coming down.
Vice-captain Qin Guowen sat alone under the stairs smoking.
"Sister-in-law, have you coaxed her yet?"
"She got over it on her own, hey."
"Will Captain Li come this time?"
"Yes, all of them will come."
"So let's go up and see the helipad on the back mountain?"
"Yeah, look."
"Are Aoko and the others not here yet?"
"Well..." Lao Jian turned around and said melancholy, paused, and quickly changed her words, "What, will Qingzi and the others come back? Who said that?"
"Stop acting." Qin Guowen raised his head and said helplessly: "It's too obvious, Team Lao. Can those old guys like the Captain let you look at me like this every day?"
Standing up and patting Lao Jian on the shoulder, Qin Guowen said as he walked: "Since you can't say anything, just act calmly, Captain Lao, otherwise any old team member will see it."
"Ah, okay." Lao Jian said with a guilty conscience.
"So they will really come back?!" Qin Guowen turned around and grinned, his eyes excited.
Lao Jian: "..."
After checking it again with Team Lao's expression, Qin Guowen was confident, "Don't worry, I will never tell anyone, Team Lao. Don't come back if you turn around. I'll keep an eye on it for you. Don't worry, I'll take advantage of you."
Lying down is the traditional specialty of 1777.
Miaoshuwu
