Rebirth of the Little Military Wife

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Some villagers who heard about the daughter of Commander Zhang mentioned by Mrs. Jing boldly came forward and asked, "Are you the daughter of Commander Zhang?"

Zhang Shiwan nodded and smiled, looking at the villagers with a very cordial look: "Yes."

Then Shuanglong Village spread instantly, and Jing Juntai returned with Commander Zhang's daughter!

Then, to see the lively people, all came to the old star fruit tree in the doorway of the village chief's house and sat down.

The purpose is to glance at the legendary daughter of Commander Zhang, who was identified by the Jing family, and the daughter-in-law of Jing Xuan.

Jing Xuan stood on the top of the building and smoked. From afar, Zhang Shiwan came over.

He just scanned her lightly, then looked away and looked into the distance.

The direction he looked at was the direction of the county town--

He smoked one bite at a time, with a delicate face and a slight worry.

The deep eyes, haunted by the spitting smoke, made his deep eyes incomprehensible in the haze.

Zhang Shiwan saw him from a similar distance.

Standing on the top of the building, the morning sun was shining brightly on him, just like plating him with a touch of light, gorgeous and magnificent, and noble.

He became more manly and courageous, and since he was an adult, Zhang Shiwan saw his heart beating once.

Now is no exception, seeing him standing on the top of the building like an emperor, looking at the distance, looking down at her feet, she breathed.

When I thought about it for a while, I could talk to him, and when I heard his low magnetic voice, my heart throbbed fiercely.

At the same time, she thought of Tang Huai in everyone's mouth. Such a perfect Jing Xuan would even notice her. She really wanted to see how amazing this Tang Huai was.

Zhang Shiwan stood outside the courtyard, looked up and looked at Jing Xuan with a smile: "Jing Xuan, didn't you see me? Don't greet me."

Jing Xuan lowered his eyes. In the sunshine, Zhang Shiwan couldn't see his eyes, whether he was happy or angry, or cold or hot.

He spoke, his tone was soft, but his voice was so low and pleasing: "Hello to the unwelcome people, is your brain flooded?"

Zhang Shiwan smiled bitterly. He has always been like this. His attitude towards himself has never been better.

Zhang Shiwan remembered that he was three years old and she was six years old.

He was bullied by a child of her age and was pushed to the ground. She used to help him. He flicked her hand and looked at her coldly: "I don't want you to help! I hate women who touch me casually!"

At that time, Zhang Shiwan couldn't tell what was a woman or a girl at all. She only thought that Jing Xuan thought she was an associate with those who bullied him, and had to explain: "I didn't tell them to hit you."

But he didn't listen to her explanation, shook her hand away, and trot away.

At the age of three, he ran up and did not know how cute he was.

After growing up, Zhang Shiwan knew what Jing Xuan meant, Jing Xuan did n’t like being touched by the opposite sex—

His attitude towards her was neither lukewarm nor hot, and sometimes she had a tongue out, of course she had never touched him.

"It's still like when I was a kid." Zhang Shiwan suppressed the bitterness in his heart, pushed open the courtyard door, and walked in.

Her muzzle resembles that of her sister's loving brother.

She came upstairs and smelled a clean smell of tobacco.

Zhang Shiwan looked at him and then looked at the cigarette butts under his feet. There were not ten but eight cigarette butts?

Jing Xuan smokes, but seldom smokes. He is not the kind of person who does not leave his hand.

It's almost a month to draw a pack a month.

But now, he smokes so much ...

Zhang Shiwan thought to himself: "Abba told me that Jing Xuan would only smoke when he was very tired or in a heavy mood. Only when his comrades sacrificed him would he be very upset. Now, he does not need to train to smoke After so much smoke, I must be in a bad mood. I heard from Dad that all the elite soldiers he brought this time were excellent, and he was ready to train them comprehensively. Devil-like training. Because all the elite soldiers are excellent, the superiors also praised him and Ting. He did not encounter troubles at work, so is it because of Tang Huai? He really likes Tang Huai? Listen to Grandma Jing The girl is only fifteen years old and the same age as her younger brother. Does such a young child know what love is? If he likes Tang Huai, how can I feel bad? I am worse than Tang Huai? "

Zhang Shiwan walked over slowly, stood beside Jing Xuan, opened the door and asked: "Are you upset and want to smoke to ease your worries?"

Jing Xuan ignored her and asked knowingly.

"Your grandmother said, let us finish the marriage as soon as possible, how do you think?" Zhang Shiwan turned sideways, raised his eyes and looked at him.

Looking at him so close, his face in the sunlight became more resolute and handsome, perfect.

Jing Xuan raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "I will try my best to refuse."

Although he was prepared to be rejected, he heard from his own ears that Zhang Shiwan's heart was like being stabbed by a needle, which was very uncomfortable.

"Because Tang Huai?" She asked.

"You don't need to know, as long as you know, I will not marry you."

"Am I pretty?"

Jing Xuan looked down at the slightly raised face, forehead to chin, then to ears, whether it was eyes, bridge of nose, mouth, or even eyebrows, Zhang Shiwan was exquisite and perfect.

There is no flaw in her face. Her long curly hair was set up by her, and the temperament of the strong woman was exuded vividly.

What makes people more envious is that her skin is still very white. Although she is 25 years old this year, she stands with her 20-year-old second sister as if they are the same age.

Zhang Shiwan looks beautiful and has outstanding temperament, but not Jing Xuan's dish.

Staring at her face for a long while, Jing Xuan withdrew his gaze and said lightly: "Not the type I like."

"Am I referring to my appearance or character?"

"All included."

"What if I change?" She heard that foreign countries can change their appearance.

Jing Xuan sneered: "Can you let yourself be born later than me?"

Zhang Shiwan listened, grabbed her heart, and looked at Jing Xuan with some disappointment: "You have always been lukewarm to me, because I am older than you? Is it because I am older than you, and you have never liked me?"

"I don't like women older than me." Because he never liked her, she really wanted a reason. This is the reason he gave her. Although it is not the truth, it is very hurtful. if.

The appearance can be changed, the personality can be changed, and the age cannot be changed, so he hopes that she can give up. If she gives up, her family will not force this marriage so tightly.

Of course, even if she did not give up, he would not let her family force the marriage to succeed.

"Unexpectedly, you are such a superficial person." Zhang Shiwan said sadly, saying that her older age really hurt her heart.

Women in the 1970s and 1980s had been married early.

If you are twenty-two years old and have not married, you will be called a talented aunt. And she is twenty-five years old ...

"You really like that Tang Huai so much?"

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