Chapter 8: Coming to My Aunt's House
Think about him going out to play chess with those comrades-in-arms, and seeing them holding their fat, pink and tender great-grandsons or grandchildren in their arms, and although he is serious and paralyzed, he is also very envious.
"Oh!"
Sikong Zhan's face was a little embarrassed, his face darkened, and he let out a hard sigh. He didn't feel that he had become a leftover man, he had been dealing with the army, won a lot of honors, and was highly appreciated by his superiors.
These are not problems, but he doesn't know how to get along with women. He used to like a girl when he was in military school. But I haven't figured out whether I like it or not, and I haven't made a strategy, and people are already famous.
"I'm talking here, you can do it." The old chief stopped talking and took out a book to read.
"......" Sikong Zhan stood silently, as if in deep thought.
Ms. Zhao Tong's eyes rolled slightly. Hehe smiled: "Xiao Zhan, what your grandfather said is so right, so you should follow!" I have already made an appointment, tomorrow morning at eight o'clock in the morning at the West Street coffee shop, she called Xue Qi is a beautiful girl, gentle and generous. And the daughter of one of our comrades-in-arms. If it's not suitable, there's something to come. Mom will let you pick out your daughter-in-law. And then try to have a big fat boy next year. ”
"Mom, don't you want to hug your grandson, isn't there still that kid from Sikong Yu?"
"Son! Rest assured! Mom is the fairest, and Xiaoyu is indispensable. But I'm not in a hurry because he's not as paralyzed and wooden as you. You can kidnap my daughter-in-law by yourself, but look at you, like who owes you money. Can you kidnap my daughter-in-law? ”
Sikong Zhan's face became darker and darker, and he could predict that the future would be bleak.
But I still agreed to it. Isn't it just a blind date, after a few days, if it doesn't work, he can go back to the military region and train those soldiers.
"Good~"
The whole afternoon was bombarded by his family, and even his father came back from the military region to give him ideological education, and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot all afternoon, until he went to his family's practice room in the evening, and after a few hours of sandbags, he went back to his room to rest and wait for tomorrow's darkness. ’
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And Chen Shasha was taken back to her aunt's house, and as soon as she stepped into the house, she accepted a big bear hug from her aunt.
"My Sasha, you want to kill your aunt, my sweet little padded jacket."
Her aunt Han Yan is a gentle and occasionally convulsive beautiful woman, although she is over fifty years old, she looks like she is in her thirties, her skin is fair and smooth, her body is plump and colorful, and she has infinite charm when she walks two steps.
"Auntie, I miss you too! Hehe~ You're still so beautiful! How the skin is maintained. Sasha slapped this ass.
My aunt smiled, her beautiful eyes flashed and she was a little excited.
"Just your sweet mouth, my aunt is old, I want to look back and smile back then, I don't know how many heroes and heroes were electrocuted."
Jiang Cheng, who was standing on the side, heard his wife's words, his face darkened, his wife's peach blossoms were indeed too much, and he thought that in order to cut off her peach blossoms, he spent ordinary effort.
"Okay you two, don't stand here, get in here!" Jiang Cheng laughed out loud.
"Uncle! I miss you too! Sasha got out of her aunt's arms and threw herself into her arms.
"What an old child, still spoiled." Jiang Cheng patted his head lovingly.
"Uncle, you are still so handsome, you don't look old, people still think that your brother is your brother when you go out!"
"Yes! Uncle is old! Jiang Cheng heard Sasha praise him for being handsome, and he was in a very good mood. But he still modestly said that he was old.
"Uncle is not old!"