Song ran touched his face with heartache. He said it just worried her. She couldn't help him. She couldn't help him. After all, he was a soldier, and it was his duty to protect his country.

Song Ran's eyes are full of tears. Gu Jingxing wiped her tears gently with his thumb: "look, I said I couldn't tell you, I told you you would cry."

She cried, is it not he who is distressed?

Song ran squatted on the ground, crying harder and harder: "I especially want to protect you from these sufferings, especially hope that you can be healthy and healthy and live a long life."

Gu Jingxing sat in the wheelchair and touched her head. Her heart was more and more painful: "silly girl, what kind of stupid words do you say? I should protect you. "

Men protect women.

Song ran looked up, one eye, swollen into a Nutcracker: "Jingxing, you have to work hard to become a senior official, there is no life danger."

Those political commissars, chief of staff and even commanders, at least don't have to go to the most dangerous places on the front line. Even for the sake of life safety, he keeps climbing up.

He fondly touched her head, voice firm and gentle: "good, I try, I will try."

Not far away, the commander and political commissar stood by the car. The commander bowed his head and laughed and whispered: "I think of that year, when I went out to fight, my wife told me that she had been at home for three months with tears on her face. In three months, she was skinny and skinny..."

The guard opened the door for him, and the commander seemed to be caught in a beautiful memory. He bent down to get on the car, and the window was half open. He glanced at the two people not far away and said with a smile: "Vice President Gu is as blessed as I am."

Then he said, "let's talk to the brigade commander of the Second Artillery team. In the future, we don't need to send Deputy Gu for earthquake relief."

He didn't want any accident with such a person.

The political commissar nodded and said yes. He looked at the two people not far away and laughed. Well, it's nice to be young.

The sun was bright and warm. Song ran cried for a long time and finally stopped. Then he sobbed and helped Gu Jingxing to get on the bus.

"Xiaoran, are you hungry? Where shall we go for dinner first

Song ran took his hand: "go to my house. My father hasn't come home recently. There are only Wu Ma and my sister. I told Wu Ma to prepare lunch yesterday. You haven't been to my house since you were promoted to the vice regiment. Wu Ma and my sister also want to congratulate you."

"Well, well, go to your house."

Arriving at the gate of the Song family, the smell of the meal penetrated into his nose, and song ran felt hungry.

The sun was very good. Wu Ma sat in the small yard and took a nap. As soon as she heard the sound of the car, she immediately woke up and saw song ran get out of the car. She immediately called out: "Oh, Hello, little ancestor, you are back. If you don't come back, the chicken will be stewed by me."

Song ran helped Gu Jing to walk over. He said, "it took a long time to organize the commendation meeting. OK, let's have dinner. Where's my sister?"

"Your sister is in the hall, teaching Yang Haitao lessons."

Wow, Yang Haitao is OK. She will seize the opportunity. She has come to her home for advice on her homework. She is enlightened.

"Good, good, mother Wu. Come in and show you my certificate of honor."

Wu Ma happily followed her: "Xiao ran, I'll tell you, since you went to Fuguang University, I've been in the neighborhood and the vegetable market. It's a wonderful sight. I'm going to buy vegetables, and they often send me onions, garlic, happy..."