In the end, it is a girl's family, thin-skinned, and when it comes to lifelong events, it is rare to be red-faced. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qingling had a personal experience, so naturally she wouldn't laugh at her, for fear that the outside would hear it, so she moved her seat, approached Yanzi and whispered: "Do you really want to marry a People's Liberation Army? When you encounter an urgent task, you can't go out at any time, and you have to make your own decisions about big and small things at home, have you ever thought about this?"

"Auntie, what about you?" Swallow asked her rhetorically.

"Of course I thought about it. Qingling smiled indifferently, "I'm in a different situation from you, I'm usually alone at home, and after worshipping the teacher, I have two more elders who can discuss major matters." In the past three years, no matter how big or small, I have made up my own minds?"

So she is not afraid of loneliness.

On the contrary, a person can also do things that are inconvenient for outsiders to know, such as going up the mountain to hunt for game with Xiaojin and selling mountain goods down the mountain. There are many people coming in and out of the house, so you have to worry.

"But you're different, you're used to having people at home, you're used to discussing everything with your family. Once you marry in the barracks, and your husband has a mission and a return date is undecided, if there is anything that you can't find anyone to discuss, are you sure you won't regret it?"

Miss Yanzi thought for a while, and said, "Aren't there other military wives? It can't be just me who is with the army? For example, aunt, after marrying your uncle, do you still stay in your hometown?"

Qingling smiled and scratched the tip of her nose: "The brain is spinning quite fast." But it's not me who pours cold water on you, you see how many difficult neighbors you know better than me here, and you think other places will be different? So, don't pin your hopes on others, the main thing is to get through yourself first. ”

Yanzi blew his bangs in frustration: "According to this, the comrades of the People's Liberation Army are also good-looking on the surface?

"Puff ......" Qingling couldn't help laughing, and finally said with relief, "This matter, I think you should discuss it with your senior brother and sister-in-law, if you really have this idea, I will definitely support you, in the future, we can be companions in the same place, can't we?" But life is all lived by yourself, and what others see is good or bad is always false, so in the end, it is up to you to decide." ”

"yes, I see. Yanzi realized that this topic was a shy topic for her girl's family, so she was embarrassed to continue chatting, and when she saw that Qingling had already embroidered a red plum while speaking, she couldn't help but praise, "Auntie, your hands are so dexterous, I can't embroider." My mother used to teach me, but every time I dozed off as soon as I picked up the embroidery needle, I was so angry that I didn't bother to care about me. ”

Qingling smiled and said, "I will have a little flower and grass, and I haven't tried a big pattern." ”

Embroidery is the original owner's handiwork, she has never touched it in the underground palace, Xu is the palace master is afraid that she will be injured and affect the blood collection. Even if you have the skills, it is a memory before the age of nine.

However, Qingling pondered that the reason why the original owner only embroidered some small flowers and grasses on the handkerchief, upper, cuffs, and neckline was not because he didn't know how to have a big pattern, but most of them had no chance to show it - first, the fabric was limited, and second, people were not allowed to wear bells and whistles these days. Even listening to the secretary, some places even prohibit embroidery.

The two girls met head to head and talked about embroidery in the room, Luo Shengnan opened the door curtain and walked in: "Xiaofang, Gangzi said that he will stay in the guest house tonight, and he will only return to the army tomorrow morning, and there is one near the guest house, why don't you accompany him for a while?"

This is to create a chance for the couple to be alone.

Qingling comprehended, although she was a little shy, she still put down the work in her hand and sent her out just after she said it.

On a late autumn evening, there is already dew.

Before going downstairs, before going out of the unit door, Xiang Gang took off his military uniform, draped it on Qingling's shoulders, and held her slender wrist logically: "The black light is blind, don't fall." "And for good reason.

Qingling pretended to be calm and followed him all the way through the gate of the compound to the deserted street.

Almost all the cities have electricity and lights, but few households still have electricity, except for work or study, most of the time they still light a kerosene lamp. Therefore, it seems that the street is very dim, and the only place where the lights are lit is the guest house that Luo Shengnan said.

To live in a guest house, you need to show a letter of introduction, and Xiang Gang has one in his hand, but he didn't go to the guest house immediately, but led Qingling into a small forest near the tube building.

"What are you doing here?" Qingling didn't know why.

"I'm going to give you the medicine. "Xiang just found out that Captain Liu borrowed his golden oil.

Qingling's eyes widened, and she tightened her neckline, refusing to live or die.

Xiang Gang was amused and flicked her forehead: "What's the matter! What are you talking about?"

"That's not going to work, it's outside. "The bruises are on the shoulders, and that's not something you can do with your sleeves, you have to look at it through the neckline.

Xiang Gang took her without a rut, and stuffed the panacea into her hand: "That's okay, you take it back and wipe it yourself, you must rub it hard after wiping it, knead the blood to disperse, and rub it until it is hot...... Forget it, I'll rub it, your thin arms aren't strong enough. Xiang Gang was worried that she would just deal with it perfunctorily when she went back, and she didn't see any injuries, so she was not at ease.

This time, he had no choice but to loosen his neckline, exposing his bruised shoulders, and let him take medicine.

"Isn't it too dark to see?"

"See. ”

"Why don't you take medicine when I see you?" the night wind blew, and it was still a little cold. Qingling couldn't help but shudder.

Seeing this, Xiang Gang hurriedly smeared the panacea oil on the bruise the size of a broad bean, pulled up the military jacket draped over her, and put his hand in to cover the shoulders that were as smooth as fat, his heart fluttered, forcing himself to put aside distracting thoughts, and rubbed it without distraction.

Qingling gritted her teeth, not daring to exhale pain.

It wasn't until Xiang Gang felt that his shoulders were hot and almost rubbed and withdrew his hand, that he found that this girl had actually bit her lip. It's both distressed and funny, "Why don't you say it hurts?"

Qingling glared at him: "You won't rub it when you say it?"

Xiang Gang chuckled, pressed her index finger on her bitten red lips, rubbed back and forth a few times, and suddenly wanted to continue the unfinished steps at noon, slowly lowered his head, this time finally successfully put it in his mouth, considering that her lips were broken, she didn't dare to be presumptuous, she rubbed a few times very gently, and sucked without a teacher, pressed the desire to hold back her body's shouting, and let her go.

That's what it tastes like.

Xiang Gang tasted it contentedly.

I finally understand why the expressions on the faces of the comrades-in-arms ripple when they talk about their first kiss and first love - it's so beautiful, so beautiful that people want to kiss and kiss again, touch and touch, and it's best not to let go for the rest of their lives.