There was a burst of laughter in the osmanthus alley.

The next day, Jiang Xiao took his grandparents and grandmother, bid farewell to Ge Dejun's family, and went to the provincial capital.

And this time they left, except for Ge Dejun's family, they didn't tell anyone else.

Hu Xibing said it before, and Jiang Xiao didn't go to tell him again when he left this time.

The days go by quickly.

Half a month of special training completely grinded Zhao Xin and them out of anger.

As soon as the car drove into the gate of the barracks, before the car could be parked, they could not wait to jump out of the car and rush towards the barracks.

"I'm going to take a shower and sleep for three days and three nights!"

"I'm going to eat meat, eat meat, eat meat!"

"It's inhumane! Who came up with this special training! Who is it!"

"I haven't hunted anything in the past half a month, so I've gnawed on the grass!"

"I've eaten a few grasshoppers!"

"Hahaha, wouldn't I be better? I caught a snake, roasted snake meat and ate it! I swallowed a snake gall again! I heard that snake gall is a good thing!"

"I envy you for having something to eat! I have drunk water for several days to satisfy my hunger! Who chose that place? I have never seen such a barren mountain!"

A group of people rushed to the barracks while shouting.

There was only one tall figure, striding towards the communication room.

Meng was also hungry now, but the first thing he thought about was Jiang Xiao's letter.

After leaving for half a month, there must be at least four letters.

During this time, her letters were indispensable to him, and this time he went to special training, and he specially brought her two last letters, and took them out when he was tired and hungry.

I've been able to recite it backwards.

But now he was in dire need of a new, a new letter, a new content.

"Meng, Meng, are you back?" Xiao Qian, a communications soldier, was startled when he saw him.

"Well, give me the letter. ”

Meng Xinian's voice was hoarse as soon as he spoke.

The place where he was short of water, and he could only replenish it from leaves and grass roots, which was not enough to quench his thirst.

Now my lips are all chapped.

Originally, he should have drunk water first at this time, but faith was more important than water.

Xiao Qian took a step back, "Team Meng, there is no letter." ”

"What did you say?"

Meng thought he had misheard.

Obviously, before leaving, he wrote a letter to someone to give special advice, although he couldn't reply, but she also had to send the letter on time, and she would make up for it when he came back from special training.

And now tell him, No faith?

"There really is no faith. Xiao Qian felt that Meng Bully's face was a little scary, and couldn't help but take another step back. Before leaving, Team Meng specially told him that if there was a letter from him, he must help him put it away and hand it over to him when he came back.

So in the past half a month, he has been reading the letters very carefully, checking them one by one, and there is indeed no Meng team.

"None of them?" Meng Xiannian's face was already so black that he was about to drip ink, and at the same time, his heart was raised.

Could it be that something happened to Ping'an Town?

What happened so big that Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't even have time to write a letter?

"Really, not a single one. Xiao Qian thought about it, patted his forehead, and said, "No, there is one." He immediately turned around and took it out and handed it to Meng Xinian.

One is better than none.

Meng's heart sank down and took the letter. "How old are you kid, is it Alzheimer's?"

One of the letters told him no.