Zhu Yi rolled his eyes when he saw Ning Shu's expressionless words.
"Just pretend, I heard that Wu Zheng. Committee's daughter is a beautiful woman, so don't you worry at all?" Zhu Yi was also bored in the hospital bed.
Then you must base your own happiness on the suffering of others.
Ning Shu stuffed an apple into Zhu Yi's mouth, "Be kind and don't sprinkle salt on others' hearts. It's a pity, your leg is just broken, why isn't it broken."
Zhu Yi:...
You also base your happiness on the suffering of others.
Waves of people came to see Song Yi, Songhua who gave flowers, and fruit for fruit.
It is estimated that it smelled some fishy smell, and came to curry favor in advance.
But these fruits were all wiped out by the team members.
These beasts under Song Yi came to see the chief, brought some fruit, and then left after eating.
She also said so carelessly that the fruit here is enough to eat for a year.
Song Yi was expressionless, if it weren't for being unable to get out of bed, he would have been alone and kicked.
Men's friendship is nothing more than carrying guns together, squatting in positions together, prostituting together, sharing the spoils together, and engaging in sex together.
Song Yi has a strong brotherhood with these men.
It was only later that Song Yi was promoted step by step and did not do much to do the task. The soldiers under him were assigned to other teams and were dispersed.
Some people were so disappointed that they chose to transfer to other teams.
After Song Yi got married, most people didn't know him anymore.
Ning Shu sat on the chair beside Song Yi's bed, took an orange and peeled it off, and asked Song Yi, "Are you going to marry Wu Xianrou?"
Ning Shu asked calmly, but quieted the surrounding team members and stared at Ning Shu and Song Yi.
Song Yi was taken aback for a moment, and shook his head a little amused, "Who is listening to this?"
"Boss, this matter has spread all over the compound, and Wu political and committee members have also said it, and I don't know if it is joking or serious." Zhu Yi said endlessly.
Song Yi shook his head, "Where did these things go wrong? For a precarious person like me, Commissar Wu will not marry his daughter to me, so don't talk nonsense in the future."
Song Yi never talks nonsense about things that are not certain.
Ning Shu handed the peeled orange to Song Yi. Song Yi took the orange and thanked him.
"Actually, this is basically a solid matter. I heard that the daughter of Political Committee Wu has been back to China for some time. It seems that you will definitely get married." Ning Shu peeled an orange by himself and said while eating.
Zhu Yi continued, "I'm still a girl who has gone abroad, can I really bear the loneliness of a military wife?"
"For people like us, we need to know the general situation when we marry a wife." Zhu Yi said.
"Knowledge is based on whether you should be indifferent to you?" Some team members teased Zhu Yi.
"I want a wife, so I won't look for other women." Zhu Yi said.
Ning Shu smacked his lips, the oranges were so sweet.
After eating, she put down the orange peel, and then said faintly: "As far as I know, Miss Wu is the kind of girl who hasn't suffered from human fireworks since she was a child."
"So speaking of that, is it still a fairy concubine?" Zhu Yi asked curiously, but Ning Shu asked unkindly: "Why do you investigate Miss Wu so clearly?"
Ning Shu squinted at Zhu Yi.
Zhu Yi shrugged, "You say, you continue."
Ning Shu also said: "Girls who have no worries about food and clothing, value love more and enjoy romance. If the captain wants to marry Miss Wu, you need to spend more time with her, love her, love her, love her wholeheartedly, and accompany her. Pretentious."
The person who loves first.
Song Yi rubbed his eyebrows, "Who said that the housekeeping committee is going to marry my daughter to me, and the horoscope hasn't been written yet. Just talk nonsense like this. Ms. Wu should come to me desperately."
As soon as Song Yi's voice fell, the door of the ward was suddenly opened, and everyone turned their heads to the door.
There was a girl standing at the door, the girl was not very tall, and her soft hair was slightly curled.
The big eyes are full of aura eyes.
Like a beautiful and delicate doll.
People can't help but want to care, worthy of the best in the world.
"Who is Song Yi?" Wu Xianrou stood at the door, scanning the people in the room.
Hearing from my father that Song Yi was injured, Wu Xianrou frowned when she saw Zhu Yi.
With wicked eyebrows, this is the person her father insists on forcing her to marry.
Spicy eyes.
Wu Xianrou ignored Zhu Yi and looked at the other injured person, ah, ugly.
Wu Xianrou put her final gaze on Song Yi, "You are Song Yi."
Wu Xianrou walked into the ward, walked to the bed, and looked at Song Yi back and forth.
Song Yi looks a little better in this room.
Song Yi is in charge of the appearance of the entire team.
"Yes, I'm Song Yi." Song Yi probably guessed who this girl is.
"Then I will tell you directly today, I will not marry you, even if my father forces me to marry you, but I will not marry a soldier." Wu Xianrou has a straightforward temper.
Very straightforward.
The words Bingmanzi made everyone in the room frown.
Ning Shu was eating oranges while looking at Wu Xianrou.
At first glance, this kind of girl is well protected by her family, and all the cruelty and darkness in the world are insulated from her.
Compared with Wu Xianrou, Wu Jing is simply an ugly and bloody servant.
But there are some things that must be done by people, and only if someone loses their innocence and beauty, can they protect the beauty and peace of most people.
Ning Shu said with a hehe in his heart, and said to Song Yi, "Boss, the little girl doesn't like you."
When she saw Wu Xianrou, Ning Shu probably knew why Song Yi liked Wu Xianrou.
People like what they don’t have.
Song Yi was a person who lived through the rain of bullets, with blood and death all over his eyes.
Wu Xianrou is pure, beautiful, peaceful and peaceful, which is probably what Song Yi desires in his heart.
Song Yi and Wu Jing are the same people and live the same lives. They get together, seeing each other like seeing themselves.
Seeing the blood dripping, I feel like doing tasks at any time.
There is a certain reason why colleagues are not suitable to be husbands and wives.
Ning Shu deliberately said that Wu Xianrou looked down on Song Yi, and the others followed suit.
"Boss, try to win Miss Wu."
"Let Miss Wu bow down under your army pants."
"..."
Wu Xianrou rubbed his ears, and couldn't bear these noisy sounds.
Especially when these barbarians were talking, they were still patting things.
There is no quality at all, here is the ward, the ward.
The people under him are of this virtue, and Song Yi is not much better.
Song Yi has been getting along with his gang for several years at any rate, and these people fart. The stocks knew that they wanted to do it for a while.
(End of this chapter)