Shaining, including everyone in the Xie family, also saw the scene of the martyr's coffin returning to China through TV at the same moment, and they all cried.

Especially Grandpa Xie, who has experienced that difficult era, has a deeper feeling.

The old man's tears did not stop for a moment, and he was so choked that he couldn't speak, but he just nodded vigorously, and his face was full of gratification.

After a long time, the old man's mood calmed down, and he came to Xie Ning's side, held her hand, and gently patted the back of her hand.

"Ning Ning, you did a good job and did the right thing about the detector."

"Because of you, all the martyrs are now able to return to China so quickly and return to their roots."

"Ning Ning, grandpa knows that your heart has always been good."

Grandpa Xie patted his chest and said proudly, "You have always been grandpa's pride, always have been!"

"Grandpa." Xie Ning didn't hold back, and directly stepped forward and hugged his grandfather.

"Ning Ning, you are also the pride of your father."

"It's also my mother's pride."

"Little sister is naturally the best."

The eyes of the rest of the Xie family were also full of pride.

Qin Jun also quietly came over and echoed softly, "Ning Ning, you are also my pride, and you are also the best in my heart." It is precisely because of the existence of the best Shainin that he is now, if he hadn't met Shainin, he might be a puddle of mud now, how could he be like this, with a wife and children, and a family, so happy.

Shainin couldn't cry or laugh.

was praised by her family, and she was a little embarrassed.

But seeing the scenes of the martyrs returning to China on TV, Xie Ning was also deeply touched in her heart, especially when she grew up watching red documentaries with her grandfather when she was a child.

Now, she is happy that the martyrs can return home.

In fact, many people are working hard, so she is only a small part of it, and she really doesn't dare to take credit.

Shainin didn't dare to take credit, but her contribution was seen in the eyes of insiders, and the country also knew about it.

This grand occasion to welcome the coffins of the martyrs back to China lasted for three days and three nights.

It has also caused a sensation all over the world, and the media from various countries have also rushed to report it.

Today, three days later, Bai Heng came to Xie's family again and brought Shaining a heavy medal and certificate.

Medal of national merit of the first class.

In fact, Shainin's contribution is far more than this medal, but this medal is the country's highest recognition of Shainin.

Not only that, but Shainin can also join the military as a state functionary.

Shainin suddenly became a soldier.

Shainin couldn't postpone it, so he gladly accepted it.

The Xie family was naturally happy, especially Grandpa Xie and Comrade Lao Xie, holding the medal, their fingertips constantly rubbing gently, with tears in their eyes, full of pride and pride in Xie Ning.

Bai Zhitong, who lived in Xie's house, also saw this scene, and she was very surprised because she didn't know the inside story.

But she didn't ask more, she knew that this matter was not something she could ask more, and she could see that it was already because she was trusted by the Bai family.

However, at this point, Bai Zhitong also knew that the Xie family did not seem to be ordinary, especially Xie Ning.

However, Bai Zhitong didn't want to be curious to explore.

She is not a person who likes to get to the bottom of things, especially other people's secrets.

Of course, because most of her thoughts were on one person at this time, that is, Xie Qian.

They were on the hill at this time.

Where Bai Zhitong was, there was a cloth on it, and she sat on it, with a bundled drawing board in front of her.

She has a paintbrush in her hand, and a box of mixed colorful paints is placed on the cloth next to her.

A white drawing board, Bai Zhitong in a light blue dress, a tender yellow cloth spread on the ground, and green grass...... The scene formed is soft and beautiful.

Not far away, there was a sea of purple clouds that seemed to float.

Surrounded by a sea of clouds are five tents under the stars.

At this time, in August, the jacaranda trees are still blooming, and from time to time there are petals falling off.

And Xie Qian was carrying a basket and was bending down to pick up the petals of the jacaranda.

It was evening, and the sun hadn't completely set in the summer evening, but the light was more warm yellow, much softer, and through the layers of trees, it fell down, casting mottled shadows.

There was also some mischievous light sprinkled on Xie Qian's body, casting a halo on him, making this already gentle person even more gentle.

Xie Qian had his back to Bai Zhitong, and the two were also separated by a distance, Bai Zhitong at this time couldn't see the expression and emotion on his face clearly, but the scene in front of him was ......

The man's figure is long and lean, with a broad back, and the moment he bends over, his clothes are tight, and he has a vaguely superior body line.

The arched waist, the sides of the waist are slightly concave, showing two waist sockets, which are lean and powerful at a glance.

A pair of long, slender and straight legs underneath.

He was wearing shorts, his thighs were wrapped in his pants, and the calves that came out of *** could be seen from Bai Zhitong's angle of some distance, even from Bai Zhitong's angle of some distance.

Bai Zhitong suddenly remembered what he had secretly looked at before, and the description of the male protagonist in it was thick leg hair, a male dog's waist, and a tall nose bridge, seven times a night......

Seven times a night, seven ......

After reacting to what he was thinking, Bai Zhitong's originally white and tender face immediately became hot.

She put down her paintbrush, covered her little face with both hands, and muttered in a low voice, "Bai Zhitong, why are you so shameless, how can you think about this, it's really ......" but......

Bai Zhitong blinked, and his gaze fell on Xie Qian's waist not far away, "He should be able to do it."

Then she looked down at her weak little body, which was about to enter the hospital from time to time, and was silent again......

No, she has to work hard to take care of her body, and she can't be a sick little wastewood!

Bai Zhitong clenched his hands, his lips tightened, his cheeks bulged slightly, his eyes were firm, and he secretly cheered himself up.

Without thinking about it any more, Bai Zhitong picked up the brush and began to paint.

From time to time, she looked up, and from time to time she took a paintbrush and sketched on the white paper, she was very serious and fast, and it didn't take long for the outline of a man to appear on the paper.

The man's back is a jacaranda tree, and petals fall from time to time in mid-air.

The man with a basket and a narrow waist walks step by step, as if he has come out of a painting, beautiful but unreal.

Not far away, Xie Qian, who bent down to pick up the petals, didn't notice this, but his perception was relatively keen, even if he was facing away, he could still feel a gaze falling on him from time to time, and that sight was still a little ...... Hot.

And the direction of that gaze was the direction of Bai Zhitong.

However, Xie Qian did not look back, still concentrating on picking up the petals.

The jacaranda blooms luxuriantly, but its petals also fall from time to time.