Lu Zhenjun nodded "oh", this is really nothing surprising.

Jiang Ruonan and Song Ping'an have always had correspondence, although there are not many, but they are indeed in contact. Especially in the months after Li Shuying passed, the most frequent time was a letter a week, of course, the distance was long, and when I got it, it was usually several letters piled up together.

Thinking that he hadn't taken the letter for more than a month, Jiang Ruonan didn't think it was anything strange.

After all, if you want to say strange, Song Ping'an wrote to her is the strangest, right? Thinking that she and Song Ping'an were not needle-to-head, they must not be much better, who would have thought that the two would still be able to communicate frequently?

However, this kind of strange thing can be accepted, so it doesn't seem surprising that Song Ping'an's letters are written more frequently.

But if it's because the two of them often correspond, oh no, it's actually Song Ping'an who unilaterally wrote to Jiang Ruonan when Li Shuying was here, Jiang Ruonan helped Li Shuying write a letter to her daughter; Li Shuying went to take care of her daughter-in-law, Jiang Ruonan wrote more letters to Li Shuying, and as for Song Ping'an, it was just incidental. If you think that the relationship between the two is good because of this, and you are a close friend in the boudoir, it is a big mistake.

In fact, Jiang Ruonan himself doesn't know how to define the current relationship between the two, if you want to talk about a smile and hatred, it is true, but if you want to say a girlfriend who loves each other, it is really not.

How to say it, just look at the letters that Song Ping'an often sends back, it's completely seer! What training tasks have been completed, you have to be stunned; If you have received any reward, you have to be tempted; A small promotion, even more to be relieved...... Not to mention that life is good, and if you see any good things, you have to show off to Jiang Ruonan in the letter, and between the lines, it is like a little peacock jumping. Jiang Ruonan, who watches it every time, is extremely funny.

Of course, it would be good if Song Ping'an could really make progress every time, and then keep improving. So of course Jiang Ruonan will also pay tribute, what delicious things he made, what fun he did, and when he encountered a letter, he would also write it down, of course, as for what Song Ping'an would be, she didn't care.

In fact, every time Song Ping'an received a reply from her, he was proud: Ah, I knew that this Jiang Ruonan would only have fun at home! She's so useless!

And then after a while, it became: Ahhhhh

In the end, I clenched my fist and decided to make persistent efforts to strive for promotion: No, I must work harder and harder, so that I can mix better than her in the future!

As for what Lu Zhenjun is, Song Ping'an said: Is the pressure not big enough? Or are there not enough handsome guys around? Let's go cool!

However, this letter made Jiang Ruonan a little speechless.

"Jiang Ruonan, why do you say you want to marry so early? You've killed me! My mom is thinking about introducing me to someone every day, all because of you! I can't help but say that you both got married in the same year, and I don't even have a partner. Do you know how annoying it sounds to me! I'm going to fight for my career now! Who to talk about and what to marry? Write a letter to persuade my mother, and you can solve the trouble you caused for me! ”

Between the lines, there is still a familiar recipe and a familiar taste, Jiang Ruonan seemed to see Song Ping'an's helpless face in front of her, and he was about to speak arrogantly, it was simple.

However, she sighed again in her heart, even if this little girl is in her twenties, even if she has an identity, in this era, it seems that it is indeed the age when she should talk about marriage. But looking at Song Ping'an's tone and attitude, wouldn't it be because Lu Zhenjun had a pimple in his heart, and he would become a career freak when he bottomed out, right?

This worrying thought came to life, and another piece of letter paper came out.

"Hey, let me tell you, it's not because I'm not going to get married now, I'm not worried about it for a long time, don't be self-righteous and misunderstood! I don't want to get married, that's because I have a high vision! I'm so good, can I find a young, handsome and capable one? Don't be at my mother's mercy! I'll have to talk about it myself! Hurry up and write to persuade my mother!! ”

It turned out that there were two pieces of stationery stuffed into this letter, both of which were short and the handwriting was flying, and it could be seen that it was written in a hurry and nervously, and it was completely improvised and stuffed into the envelope.

Jiang Ruonan looked helpless and funny.

Lu Zhifang, who had already cleaned up, was curious about what Song Ping'an and his sister-in-law could write, but he didn't step forward out of respect and politeness, and couldn't help but ask: "Sister-in-law, you have a good relationship with that Song Ping'an?" ”

"It's okay." Jiang Ruonan glanced back at her, folded the letter and put it away, "She is the same year as me, she is a little petite with a big temper, and she is quite cute." ”

As he spoke, he remembered Song Ping'an's face as a puffer fish from time to time, Jiang Ruonan couldn't help but smile, put the letter away, and added: "Besides, Uncle Song and Aunt Li are very good to our family." "Even if Song Ping'an is a bad one, they will not look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, not to mention that Song Ping'an's essence is not bad?

"Oh." Lu Zhifang nodded, "Then you often write letters, she should be pretty good, right?" Isn't it interesting to hear my mother say that she entered the team? ”

In fact, this is what she is really interested in, I think at the beginning, she really wanted to enlist in the army!

"Interesting?" Jiang Ruonan raised her eyebrows, as an otaku, she can make a fortune in one acre and three points of land at home, but if she wants to enlist in the army to receive cruel training, she can only be grateful for her insensitivity. Although she also admires and respects these loveliest people, the reason why idols become idols is largely because they can't do it!

Thinking of the hardships she suffered during military training in her previous life, her high school military training was not in the county high school she studied later, but in a very famous high school in Jincheng.

This matter aside, in short, her high school military training is in the military training base military training, only ten days of military training, she is really about to collapse: eighty people live in a large shop, no hot water, no books and mobile phones, only one military training uniform, worn during the day and washed at night, and then worn the next day, there is no place to take a bath, everything has to be done according to the rules, the meals are very bad, there is no commissary snacks to eat, there is not even a little time to rest, the instructor is very strict, the daily training is all under the scorching sun, there is no moment of laxity, Even when menstrual holidays come, you can't take time off to rest.

Before that, Wang Lan didn't have menstrual cramps, but since that menstrual holiday, she had to go to military training and couldn't ask for leave, and even washed her face and feet with cold water every day, she began to have menstrual cramps, and later it was the kind of pain that was going to die or live.

Later, every time her aunt died of menstrual pain, she would think of the military training, the kind of life that was completely in the army, and the hard life that should not be as hard as the life of the army, and then she would be more in awe of being a soldier, especially a female soldier, it was really not easy.

Therefore, hearing Lu Zhifang ask this, she couldn't help but be in a trance for a moment, and then came back to her senses, looked at Lu Zhifang's bright eyes, and considered her tone: "It should still be very interesting, right?" ”