Min Yu cleared his voice, with a little emotion in his voice: "Uncle, you can marry and have children late, but I can't."
Min Ji'an's usually serious face trembled, he turned his head, looked at his nephew, raised his thick eyebrows slightly: "Is there a date?"
"The horoscope has not been written yet." Zhuo Yun next to him couldn't hold back and muttered.
Min Yu didn't even look at Zhuo Yun.
Min Ji'an was surprised when he heard this, "Is she a freshman this year?"
Min Yu hummed lightly.
No wonder she came here to be an instructor. Min Ji'an understood, and asked, "What kind of girl is she? What's her family background?"
"She's very good." Min Yu was silent for a while and didn't say anything else.
As soon as Min Ji'an heard it, he became interested. His nephew has always been very picky. If he can use the word "excellent" to describe it, it must be very special.
"What's her name?" Min Ji'an's eyes narrowed slightly, he wanted to see how good the other party was.
"Aren't you busy?" Min Yu squinted at Min Ji'an, not afraid of his seriousness at all, and his voice was as clear as usual.
Where can't hear the implication of his nephew, Min Ji'an couldn't hold back the seriousness on his face, "No matter how busy I am, I will always find time to see my nephew and daughter-in-law, right?"
"The horoscope has not been written yet." Min Yu replied with a half-smile.
Zhuo Yun who was next to him suddenly felt a chill down his spine when he heard it.
He quietly glanced at Min Ji'an who was frowning, and realized belatedly that what he said just now might have offended both of them invisibly.
"Shit, which girl doesn't like people from my Min family? It's because her eyes are wrong!" Min Ji'an said.
After the words fell, Zhuo Yun was about to cry, now there were three of them.
Miss Huo, I really didn't mean to.
Zhuo Yun felt that he needed to explain, but when he opened his mouth to speak, an instructor in charge of military training came over.
Immediately, Zhuo Yun shut up.
Seeing his subordinates approaching, Min Ji'an didn't ask his nephew about his partner, his face regained his solemnity.
The instructor who came over was the instructor who taught Huo Yao and his department. With excitement on his face, he saluted Min Ji'an, and hurriedly said: "During the target shooting training just now, I found a very good one. seedling."
When Min Ji'an heard it, he asked, "How do you say it?"
The instructor watched Huo Yao all the time when she was practicing target shooting, watching all her movements and finally hitting the bull's-eye, without missing a single bit.
He described what he saw to Min Ji'an, "... This student is definitely practicing shooting for the first time. All her movements and postures are almost exactly the same as when I taught other students, so I can see that she imitated it." very capable.”
For this kind of target shooting training, ordinary people would only think that Huo Yao is proficient when they look at Huo Yao's movements, and she must have practiced many times.
But for soldiers like them who train every day, every movement can be said to become a conditioned reflex, and it can be seen almost at a glance whether a novice or a proficient.
Although the girl looked like she was familiar with it, the slight unfamiliarity still couldn't escape his eyes.
It is not easy to find seedlings with shooting talent. Among the more than 2,000 freshmen, it is not bad to find one or two.
Therefore, he will be very excited to report.
(end of this chapter)