Ruan Haocheng's subordinates seemed to pause reluctantly, his lips reluctantly let go of Tian Xinmiao's lips, raised his head with a bitter face, and looked at Tian Xinmiao who slowly opened his eyes with some pain.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm sorry, the village chief, they're coming." He wanted to love her and love her, but the beat of the drums seemed to have reached the small slope in front of his house.

Looking at the strong love and apology in his eyes, as well as the strange feelings that still haven't faded, Tian Xinmiao's heart couldn't help but hurt.

Perhaps in the eyes of this older boy, he felt sorry for him if he didn't have sex with his new daughter-in-law, or even thought that after he left, she would spend countless lonely nights alone.

Tian Xinmiao wrapped his right hand around the back of his neck, gently stroked his stiff face like a knife, and finally stroked his broad forehead and not too good-looking eyes, gently pressed the tip of his upturned nose, stroked his tightly pursed lips with his thumb, and finally stopped his fingers on his chin.

Listening to the drumbeat getting closer and closer, although Ruan Haocheng felt that he should stand up, get dressed and go out of the house, but Tian Xinmiao's slow movements in front of him, as well as the serious and focused look in her eyes, made him more and more reluctant.

The corners of Tian Xinmiao's mouth curved slightly, and her good-looking inner eyes winked mischievously at Ruan Haocheng, "I have engraved your appearance in my heart, and when you are not there, I will feel that you are still by my side." ”

No matter what happens in the future, she is his wife at this moment, and when he goes to the army, she can't make him feel guilty or worry in his heart.

"Daughter-in-law-" Ruan Haocheng lowered his head again and kissed her lips, affectionate and lingering, with madness in gentleness.

Reluctantly raised his head again, and withdrew his reluctant hand under Tian Xinmiao's clothes, "Daughter-in-law, I have remembered your face, your voice, and your taste, I will think about you and miss you every day." ”

Tian Xinmiao tried to make the corners of her mouth curl wider, and winked at him mischievously again, "They seem to have entered the courtyard, if you don't get up again, I'm afraid you'll be bumped into by them." ”

The corners of Ruan Haocheng's mouth finally bent unconsciously, stood up quickly, and grabbed the top that was placed on the board cabinet.

Tian Xinmiao also quickly got up and straightened his clothes and somewhat messy hair.

"Haocheng, come out quickly, your village chief uncle has brought the students to see you off."

Seeing that the village chief led the students into the door, Wu, who was wandering at the door of the hall, had to walk quickly to the door of Ruan Haocheng and Tian Xinmiao's hut.

But she didn't knock or push it in, but gave a loud shout at the door, and then walked towards the door, hoping to delay a little.

Ruan Haocheng fastened his buttons, looked back at Tian Xinmiao, and then opened the door and walked out.

Tian Xinmiao waited for the strange red on his face to recede before stepping out of the threshold of the hut.

In the courtyard, Li Yongchang, the village head, commanded more than 20 third-grade elementary school students to line up neatly.

Two students carrying the drum put the drum in front of the line, and Li Yuanqing stood behind the drum with two drum hammers tied with red cloth heads, beating rhythmically.

After Ruan Haocheng stood directly opposite the procession according to the command of the village chief, three or four steps away from the big drum, Li Yuanqing began to beat the drum while leading the students to chant in unison the slogans of 'glory to join the army' and 'support the army and preferential family'.

After the students shouted 'Glory to the Army' and 'Supporting the Army' and 'Supporting the Army' six times in response to the beat of the drum, the movements of Li Yuanqing's men and the sound of the students shouting slogans stopped at the signal of the village chief.