Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Lantern Festival

After Feng Jinhan finished speaking, he quickened his pace and walked forward.

Only Yang Ning was left standing on the side of the road stupidly.

Yang Ning had never felt his heart beating so fast, and his face felt like it was on fire.

My mind was confused, and I didn't know what I was thinking.

But the only thing that is sober is that I heard Feng Jinhan say the words "I miss you"?

But the heat in my ears just now was still a little warm, and it was so close to me, how could I hear it wrong.

But the one holding her hand, Dong Mingzhu, looked at Yang Ning incomprehensibly.

"Sister, sister, why did you stop?"

Yang Ning felt the shaking of his arm, looked down at Mingzhu's big shining eyes, and came to his senses.

"Ahem, Zhuzhu, I'm sorry, my sister was distracted just now, let's go quickly. ”

After speaking, he pulled Dong Mingzhu and followed Feng Jinhan.

Looking at his broad back, it is so powerful and makes people feel very secure.

The dim light hit him, and the shadow pulled diagonally to the ground. His gaze was unconsciously focused on the ground, the slender black shadow.

The closer you get to him, the closer you see your shadow and his shadow. It wasn't until he was dozens of centimeters away from Feng Jinhan that his shadow overlapped with him by coincidence.

And it was like leaning on his shoulder, and the heart that had just calmed down, thinking of his words, throbbed for some reason.

She hurriedly put her free hand on her heart, and took a few breaths to calm it down.

She looked at the brother Xiang Hua in front of her and the sturdy man, getting along very well, and the two of them were still holding their shoulders.

Turning his head to look at the cold face, it was still the same expression as before, as if the person who had just spoken to him was not like him, but another stranger who was exactly like him.

"Who is that guy with you? comrade-in-arms?"

Feng Jinhan saw her follow, glanced at herself, and kept looking at the ground, now she figured it out, do you want to talk to herself?

"Well, just call him Daqi. He nodded in response.

Yang Ning was curious, what task would make two people come to such a remote place for the Chinese New Year.

But thinking that the two of them are soldiers, even if she is curious, she will definitely not tell herself, and besides, there are some things, she is still confused.

"When are you going back?"

Feng Jinhan raised his eyebrows, and the cold on his face was a little dignified.

"What? are you going to drive us away?"

Yang Ning also noticed that he was a little unhappy, but when he turned around, he seemed to have misunderstood what he meant!

"No, that's not what it means, I,,I,,"

"What's wrong with you?"

"I just wanted to treat you to a meal, after all, I haven't thanked you for what happened on the train last time! ”

When Feng Jinhan heard this, the expression on his face calmed down.

"Alright, I'll be waiting for your meal at any time.

By the way, do you know how to cook?"

Yang Ning nodded, "Yes,"

"Then please let me eat your cooking!"

"Uh... ”

"What, is it difficult?"

"No, okay then, when are you free, tell me, I'll be ready in advance. However, it is better to go home in these two days, because we are going to go home on the tenth day of the new year and go home in Qingcheng County. ”

"Why didn't you plan to invite me to dinner in Qingcheng County?" Feng Jinhan couldn't figure it out, so he asked.

Yang Ning patiently said to him: "If you go back, can you still come out?" The army must be very busy, and only take this opportunity for you to come out. ”

"That's true, but I'm more hopeful that you'll be able to cook for me whenever I want. ”

Yang Ning lowered his head and widened his eyes.

Did she be teased? What do you mean, why do you still cook for him at any time? Oh my God! An uncle so much older than himself, flirting with her! He's not a soldier anymore, so why can't he speak properly!

"You're not afraid that my cooking is unpalatable, and you still believe in me so much!"

"Feeling, I feel like you won't be so bad when you cook!

His words made Yang Ning a little happy. But thinking that he still has a task, he is a little worried.

"By the way, is that ,,, dangerous?"

Feng Jinhan understood what she meant, but she didn't expect that she could still care about herself, is this what it feels like to know that she is cared for by others?

It seems to be a warm feeling in my heart, or it is the first time I can feel that it is warm.

He turned his head and looked at Yang Ning's little face, as if he was waiting for his answer, frowning tightly and looking worried.

"Don't worry, there's no danger. ”

Yang Ning looked at him for a moment, and immediately turned his face away.

He didn't speak, but he kept saying in his heart, "It's good if it's not dangerous, it's good if it's not dangerous." ”

After walking for a few minutes, the sound of music in my ears became more and more intense, and when I looked up, I saw that the river not far away was lit up with colorful lights.

The two children, Changxing and Changxin, have already reached the river, and Brother Xiang Hua and Daqi are also not far away.

The two little brothers on the side saw that they had entered, and they couldn't wait to speed up their pace and pull Yang Ning over.

Feng Jinhan walked slowly behind the two, but his footsteps followed Yang Ning closely.

A few people walked through the fence gate on the side, and after entering, they were immediately confident in the scenery in front of them.

Now that the sky is dark, the mountains in the distance, a little white, stand quietly. At the nearest point, the houses of the village were dimly lit one by one.

On the riverside in front of you, there are also colorful lights, floating out from the lanterns. Looking up, I can vaguely see the bright stars in the night sky from the gap in the middle.

In addition, the weather was cold, and without saying a word, a burst of white mist was brought out, hitting in the brilliant lights, all of which was so beautiful and dazzling.

There was a burst of percussion music in my ears, and in response to the cheers of the crowd, people who came and went, all smiling, busy with their own business.

Yang Ning was also a little excited by this environment.

What's more, she is not only by her side, but also Feng Jinhan is behind her.

As soon as Mingzhu came in, he took his hand and came to the front of a stall.

"Sister, I'm going to eat this, sugar gourd. ”

Yang Ning looked at the stall, placed three rows of sugar gourds, and pointed to the table.

"Zhuzhu, do you want to eat that? is it from hawthorn?"

"No, no, sister, hawthorn has long been tired of eating, you see there is fruit next to it, I want to eat fruit." ”