After leaving the army Hostel, song ran Cai found that the city was really poor and backward. They walked in a county town, but they didn't even have a decent road. Not to mention asphalt road, there were few cement roads. They were paved with stones or bricks like Gu Jingxing's hometown. In some places, they were just mud roads.

They walked along the old street side by side, 20 minutes away from the military Hostel, and arrived at what Gu Jingxing called the bazaar.

This opened his eyes to song ran. The market here is the same as the ancient bazaar. The snow has been swept away, and the vendors of various colors are paved with nylon nonwoven fabrics on both sides of the road. It's only seven o'clock in the morning, and people are coming and going.

Gu Jingxing asked song ran to walk in front of him and kept telling him: "it's the end of the year. There will be a lot of people coming out to the market today. Xiao ran, don't run around, do you know?"

Song ran shook his head and turned his mouth: "Gu Jingxing, did you really take me as a three-year-old child?"

Gu Jingxing said with a smile: "if you are good, I will buy you sugar gourd."

Song ran Bai glanced at him: "I have nothing to say to you."

Gu Jingxing glanced at the vendors on both sides and whispered, "there are some border nomads here. They are really tough. Ordinary people don't provoke them easily."

Song ran raised eyebrows: "what will happen if you provoke me?"

"They are still backward in thinking. If they listen to the soldiers here, they can go home and get married."

Song Ran's eyes widened in horror: "this is not like the king of the mountain?"

Gu Jingxing's index finger was over his lips: "the voice is a little lower."

After that, he buttoned the hat on her head to the bottom, and then lifted the scarf in her neck to the top. Almost all she left was a pair of eyes. Then he walked on with her confidently.

The road was bustling, and the narrow street was gradually surrounded by people who came to the market. Gu Jingxing could not care so much. He could only take her hand and lost his daughter-in-law. He had no place to cry.

He dragged her to a stall. Song ran squeezed in and saw that the clothes seller's colorful coat was really a green flower in the countryside.

She shrank back and was pulled back by Gu Jingxing: "Xiaoran, I'll buy you a new dress for the new year."

Song ran coughed softly: "don't Don't waste money. "

Gu Jingxing big hand a wave: "do not spend money, we will wear new clothes for the new year."

Song ran pursed her lips: "is there only one stall selling clothes?"

Can we have a stall owner who is a little bit more aesthetic?

Gu Jingxing still quite doubts: "what's the matter? Don't you think it looks good? "

Song ran lowered his voice and said, "soldiers, you can tell whether a woman is beautiful or not. How can you tell whether the clothes are good-looking or not?"

Gu Jingxing bent down and pulled a rose flower coat, and then went to song Ran's body: "it's pretty, pretty."

One side of the stall owner's aunt in one side and: "good looking, this baby's skin white, wear can guarantee good-looking."

Gu Jingxing then asked, "how much is it?"

Aunt looked at him: "look at you as a soldier, you are cheaper, five yuan a piece, give others are six or seven yuan."

Gu Jingxing touched five yuan and handed it to his aunt, and happily bought the coat for his little ran.

Song ran said with emotion: "Gu Jingxing, thanks to your usual military uniform, or you will really spoil your face."

Gu Jingxing was confused: "what do you mean?"

What do you mean? Dislike your aesthetics.

"Forget it, it's not interesting. The rose is very beautiful and beautiful."