The more Yu Xiuying asked, the more Mu Chaoyang wanted to cover it up: "It's nothing, sleep and sleep." ”

But Yu Xiuying caught it and didn't let go: "You obviously have it, you say, did you see your first love?" ”

Mu Chaoyang was angry: "You fart, you are so famous as a mother-in-law, I'll go to sleep in Sister Xia's house, you can sleep by yourself." ”

After speaking, he took the pillow and left, he was really afraid of being provoked by Yu Xiuying, so he told the truth.

He was leaving, but Yu Xiuying didn't stay, thinking about what her mother said to her when she went back to her parents' house yesterday, she had insomnia this night.

In the next two days, Mu Chaoyang went to the ground during the day, and after eating, he went back to the house where they used to live and went to sleep, not saying a word to his family, for fear of saying too much and making more mistakes.

Song Chengyi, who was training in the mountains, always felt that something was wrong with him in the past two days, and when he sat under the tree and gnawed dry food, he would think of whether the girl at home had gone to the canteen to eat? At night, when he was resting around the campfire, he would wonder if the girl in the house had slept, and he forgot to ask her if the quilt would be thin that day, whether it was cold at night, and if it was cold, he would know if he would take his bed and put it on it. In the end, he only summed these up to the fact that this girl was the responsibility left to him by Daddy Mu who stepped on the thunder for him, so he had to be responsible, right?

After completing the training on the fourth day, as soon as he returned to the unit, he saw that Gao Xiaofeng's car had also returned.

Following Gao Xiaofeng and the others down, in addition to Mu Wanning's brother, there was also a man with abnormal complexion, and he walked over.

Mu Chaoyang was so excited that he stepped forward and grabbed Song Chengyi's hand: "Camp Commander Song, thank you so much, thank you so much, you don't know, I thought my little sister was lost in those days, and the taste in my heart was even more uncomfortable than roasting on the fire." ”

Song Chengyi silently withdrew his hand, looked at the man behind him, and asked, "Who is he?" "Not everyone can come in.

Mu Chaoyang hurriedly turned around and pulled Yin Zhongping over: "Come, Zhongping, say hello to Camp Commander Song." ”

Yin Zhongping took a step forward: "Hello Battalion Commander Song, I am the second son of the village chief's family, and I have been accompanying Second Brother Mu to find the whereabouts of Mu Xiaomei. ”

His appearance was very humble and sincere, Song Chengyi didn't say anything more, Xiaofeng was still very sure of doing things, and people who didn't know anything would not bring him to the army: "You haven't eaten all the way over, let's go to the cafeteria and eat casually." ”

Mu Chaoyang rubbed his hands: "That, Camp Chief Song, when will I see my girl?" ”

"Wait a minute, I'll take you to her after dinner."

"Alas, good, good."

When he arrived at the cafeteria, Song Chengyi did not eat at the speed of the troops, but chewed slowly, and talked to them while eating: "Is your sister literate?" ”

"Literacy? I really don't know about this, but I saw her reading a book in her room. ”

"What books are you reading?"

Speaking of this, Mu Chaoyang put down his chopsticks and fell into a memory: "Before, the family was poor, but I was the only male baby in the family, my father and mother expected me very much, and I didn't let me do any work at home, every day was to read, the fourth sister had to work, when Ningyaer had no one to take her, she stayed in my writing room, I wrote, she would take my textbook, sit on the side and watch obediently, I don't know if she can read or not." Later, the family really couldn't afford it, and after finishing the first year of high school, I didn't read it, but I had textbooks from the first year of high school to the third year of high school, which were given by a classmate in the class. In the next few words, he had a chuckle on his face and a sense of loneliness, as if there was another story in it.