I will die early and cannon fodder. I will enjoy great blessings after marrying a sick man.

Seeing the old man's cautious look, Song Manman's nose was slightly sour, and she said, "Just 1.5 cents, old man, I want all the watermelons you have, let's count the money!"

"All... all of them, dear girl, are you sure you want all of them?"

As if he couldn't believe it, or was afraid that he had heard it wrong, the old man asked Song Manman for confirmation several times.

After making sure that Song Manman wanted all of them, the old man smiled slightly on his wrinkled face, then moved his lower lip and said, "But, if these melons are left for too long without being eaten, they will go bad and won't taste any better."

"It's okay. We will eat them all today and not waste any of them." Song Manman pointed to the location of the base and said, "I just wonder if you can help us take them there. Our car may not be able to fit all these melons."

Looking at the base not far away, the old man nodded hurriedly and replied, "Okay, okay, I'll follow you in a while."

"Thank you, old man. Let me calculate the price!"

He took each melon down and weighed it for Song Manman to see. Then the old man counted the price on his fingers.

"A total of sixty yuan." After saying that, the old man began to sort the watermelons without waiting for Song Manman to give him the money.

When she heard the price the old man mentioned, Song Manman's nose couldn't help but feel sore again.

Based on the weight of all the melons plus the price the old man just mentioned, this truckload of melons should be sold for at least sixty-nine yuan and ninety cents, but the price the old man quoted was sixty yuan.

Tao Shaoshao, Tang Yao and Song Manman looked at each other, and the three of them nodded tacitly.

Song Manman counted out seven big unity notes and handed them to the old man, saying, "Old man, this is the money to buy watermelons."

"Good girl, you gave one extra card." As he said that, the old man took out a Great Unity card and handed it to Song Manman.

There was a little dirt between the old man's fingernails, which formed a sharp contrast with the brand new banknotes.

Song Manman shook her head and did not take the big unity note. She said softly, "I watched the old man weigh it just now. This is the money he deserves."

"That's a dime more."

Song Manman was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "That ten cent is our reward for asking the old man to deliver the goods for us!"

Hearing this, the old man took out a dollar and stuffed it into Song Manman's pocket. "No, no." As he spoke, the old man looked towards the base and said, "My dear girl, you are buying this melon for the people inside, right? My son also works there, and I want to do my part for them, too."

Hearing the old man's words, Song Manman smiled and nodded, stuffed a dollar into the old man's pocket, and said, "How about this, old man, give me ten cents, and this ten cents will be regarded as the old man's best efforts. After all, refueling this car also costs money."

A sudden flush of red appeared on the old man's simple, dark face, which was the edge of his eye sockets.

With trembling hands, the old man took out the newest dime from his bag and handed it to Song Manman. He seemed to open up and said, "My son is a soldier in there, but he works very hard. His name is Yang Shaoqin. My dear girl, if you meet him, can you tell him a message for me?"

"of course."

"Dad and Mom miss you. If you have the chance, come home to celebrate the New Year. If not, forget it. Tell him to take care of himself and take care of his health."

Song Manman's eyes gradually turned red, and she nodded vigorously, saying, "Okay, I will definitely help you convey this message."

"thanks, thanks."

After saying that, Song Manman drove the old man's car all the way to the base.

The soldier standing guard at the door was someone Song Yunzhong had greeted before, so when he saw Song Manman getting off the car, he asked, "Hello, are you Comrade Song Manman?"

"Yes, by the way, I bought some melons for everyone. Can you ask some people to help unload them?"

As Song Manman spoke, the sentry looked at the watermelon in the car.

The old man seemed a little nervous. He rubbed his hands and went to the back to move the melons. He kept saying, "I'll move it. I can do it."

Seeing that the old man was quite old and the weather was hot, the sentry immediately stopped the old man and said, "Old comrade, please rest here for a while. I will call our comrades to come over to help. We will finish moving in a short while." After saying that, the sentry winked at another sentry.

Seeing another sentry going to call for people, the sentry took out the registration form and handed it to Song Manman and others, saying: "Comrade Song Manman, please register here."

Then he said to the old man, "Old comrade, please rest here for a while!" After that, the sentry moved a chair for the old man.

"it is good."

After responding, Song Manman filled in her information on the registration form.

After Song Manman and the others finished writing, the sentry who was calling for help had returned.

I don’t know if it’s because they got the little sentinel, but Song Manman and the others also mentioned it, so Song Yi, Ling Xing, Ling Zheng and others all came over.

"Aunt, auntie, it's really you. You actually came to see us." Seeing Song Manman and the others, Ling Xing's eyes were full of joy and he said excitedly.

Seeing the brothers turned as black as coal in just one week, Song Manman, Tao Shaoshao and Tang Yao almost couldn't recognize them.

"How come you guys are so dark? You all look like coal." Touching Ling Zheng's slightly rough cheek, Song Manman said with some heartache.

It is true that I want a few people to come here to train with me, but it is also true that I feel heartbroken now.

Seeing that Song Ming was missing from the team, Song Manman couldn't help but ask, "How is Xiao Ming? Can he still handle it?"

"It's okay. Even if Xiao Ming can't bear it now, he can't leave. Our chief training instructor is Uncle San." Song Yi said helplessly while carrying a watermelon.

Only when they arrived did they find out that the chief instructor for this training was Song Jin, their third uncle.

If other people were training them, and saw that they couldn't hold on, they might even let them off for the sake of their grandfather.

But if Song Jin takes over, he will only be stricter with them.

After all, the deeper the love, the more severe the criticism.

Song Manman didn't expect that the chief instructor of Song Yi and his classmates was Song Jin. She and Tao Shaoshao looked at each other, and they both couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

As people who had been trained by Song Jin, Song Manman and Tao Shaoshao were well aware of Song Jin's ruthlessness.

Thinking back to those days, Song Jin was so cruel that he was an iron-faced, strict, and devilish instructor, Song Jin, who refused to give in even when Song Manman begged for mercy.

Patting Song Yi's shoulder sympathetically, Song Manman comforted him, "Xiao Yi, only those who have endured hardships can become successful people. If you want to join the army, this is just the appetizer. You must learn well from your uncle!"

After comforting her nephew, Song Manman, who was hiding aside, rubbed her arms hurriedly.