Kneel?

Very distant words.

Six years ago, Xu Nan was often punished by Xu Yaozhong to kneel and ask Xu Nan to admit his mistakes.

Xu Nan stubbornly refused to admit his mistakes, so he often knelt down all night.

But since the incident with Qin Feiyue, Xu Nan entered southern Xinjiang as a fugitive, and this word has completely stayed away from him.

Thump!

Like thunder on the ground, Cui Yunting was shocked and came back to her senses, and she was like petrification, sluggish and motionless.

Xu Nan, kneel!

He knelt heavily in front of Wu Zizai's eyes!

"In my life, Xu Nan, I don't kneel when I am bullied!"

"Conquer the enemy country, and never kneel for nine deaths!"

"But now, in order to ask my uncle to save my sister, Xu Nan can't afford to kneel for a long time!"

Word by word, sentence by sentence, crying blood and tearing heart!

Cui Yunting was already shocked, moved to tears, endured the pain in her feet, and knelt directly in front of Wu Zizai: "Please, save Nanye's sister!" I, Cui Yunting, am willing to pay any price! ”

Bang!

The wooden door, which was full of cracks, was pushed open with a heavy blow.

The two black suits, who should have been expressionless, knelt directly on the ground: "Please save Nanye's sister!" ”

Farther away, the villagers who had not really dispersed were extremely moved.

The old farmer who led the way for Xu Nan and the others shouted loudly: "Old virtue! If you have the ability, you can help it, I thought this doll was a rich young master, and after listening to what he said, I knew that he was a soldier in southern Xinjiang, a person who defended his family and the country, help him! ”

"Yes, yes, Uncle De, help."

"Uncle De, help!"

The villagers were hustle and bustling.

Even the children with snot bubbles rushed in, surrounded Wu Zizai, pulled him and shouted: "Grandpa De, help, big brother is a hero!" ”

Cui Yunting couldn't cry.

Xu Nan looked back, and his eyes couldn't help but redden.

This village is too remote for even the war to affect them.

They may not have read any books and have no culture, but they also know that the military-people, defending the homeland and defending the country, sacrificing their lives and forgetting death, are heroes!

No matter who it is, it shouldn't chill the hero's heart!

"Mommy Laba."

Wu Zizai cursed and said with a headache: "You are making such a fuss, how can Lao Tzu stay in this village?" ”

As he spoke, a porcelain bottle was thrown out like garbage by him and rolled down in front of Xu Nan's eyes.

"Get out of here! Lao Tzu is annoyed when he sees you, just like your short-lived master, he is a stupid out-of-stock who doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back! Roll on! ”

"Uncle Xie!"

Xu Nan kowtowed heavily, then picked up the porcelain vase, got up, bowed deeply again, helped Cui Yunting up, and turned around to go out.

Facing these villagers with simple smiles on their faces, Xu Nan raised his hand and saluted: "Thank you!" ”

"Ouch, this baby is in good spirits at first glance, just like the cub in my house."

"Don't show off that your baby is a soldier, look at your appearance, my second baby is not a soldier? I don't have to show off every day? ”

"Uncle Disaster, what are you still blowing? Go back to dinner! Weeding in the afternoon! ”

The villagers dispersed.

The wooden door of Wu's home was shut.

Wu Zizai, who had his back to the gate, trembled all over.

He walked with difficulty to a landscape painting hanging on the wall of the living room, and when he ripped it off, there were several yellowed black and white photographs.

Above were two young men, grinning and baring their teeth, smiling brightly.

Smack......

A cloudy old tear fell to the ground and shattered.

"Senior brother, between you and me, who won the battle? Maybe you won, but you're gone! Is it worth it? ”

"Or did you win...... At least you, the apprentice, are better than us...... The ghost doctor is a successor...... There are successors. ”

……

The big stone at the entrance of the village, Xu Nan went down with two needles, and then rubbed it with a special technique, and Cui Yunting's red and swollen ankles quickly disappeared.

This kind of thing is not too easy for the descendants of the ghost doctor.

Cui Yunting regretted that she could walk by herself, so she couldn't enjoy Xu Nan's princess hug anymore.

But she didn't dare to expect anything more.

The gap between each other is too big.

What is the identity of the coach of Southern Xinjiang?

The manager of the southwest branch of the Duolun Business Alliance, compared with it, is completely unqualified!

If she had other ideas before, then now after learning Xu Nan's 'true' identity, she doesn't dare to have other ideas, the only idea is to follow Xu Nan's steps closely, do her best to do all the explanations of Xu Nan, and solve problems for him, in the future, life will be completely different!

"Build the road."

After getting into the car, Xu Nan spoke.

Cui Yunting nodded hurriedly: "Okay." ”

The dirt road is not easy to walk, especially when it rains, it is difficult for the villagers to go out to the town to buy daily necessities, and building a road is the only thing Xu Nan can do for these simple villagers.

When I hurried back to Shigethiro, it was already the next morning.

There were no more flights, and I drove all the way back on the highway.

Xu Nan's heart is like an arrow, and he refuses to delay for a minute or a second.

Holding the porcelain vase in his hand, it was like holding his own life.

When he hurriedly ran into the corridor on the floor where the intensive care unit was located, Xu Nan suddenly stopped.

In front of him, a tall, graceful woman wearing jeans and a short-sleeved T-shirt, with straight legs and a head up, stood there heroically.

Next to him was a man with a burly body like an orangutan and a rough face.

Seeing Xu Nan, the man and the woman raised their right hands at the same time and performed a standard military salute.

"Nanye! The twelve generals of the former Southern Xinjiang Lifeless Army, with red makeup, came to report! ”

"The twelve generals of the former Southern Xinjiang Wusheng Army, Lei Cang, come to report!