Yuan Zhou bent down and took a handful of soft white flowers from the old woman in Tsing Yi, and immediately supported the trembling old man, helped him to the side and sat down and said softly: "You don't have to be polite, old man."

Jiang Shaoxu heard Xiaoying say enviously in a low voice, "That's a flower that you only see once a year."

In fact, that flower is very common, and it always blooms all over the mountains and plains.The green flocs dotted the fields and looked like soft clouds on the ground from a distance. Only when they are clustered in such a large area can they be ornamental, and when they are rare, they are inconspicuous.

But in Saudi Tuqi, where there is no grass, the cotton chrysanthemum nodding slightly against the wind is very precious, as if it only needs a base to be full of vitality forever.

The butler looked at the carefully packaged cotton chrysanthemum with half understanding, and immediately lowered his head to think about something.

"We haven't given enough." The old woman's cracked fingers rubbed the back of her hand over and over again, and she apologized with tears in her eyes: "I'm sorry to the two marshals, but this is all we can give."

Yuan Zhou knelt down beside the woman and held her hand, frowned slightly and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, old man, we have already felt your intentions. We have two purposes for coming here this time. The first is It’s to see everyone’s living environment, and we will make up for what is lacking. The second thing is to talk about the recent battle situation. Recently, the thieves in the south have shown signs of being active. Don’t leave the base unless necessary. I will talk to the person in charge of the base for the rest.”

"Thank you, thank you!" The old woman thanked her twice with deep red eyes, and her cloudy eyes lit up: "Thank you for everything you have done for us."

Yuan Zhou stood up and nodded slightly to Sheng Ming. Sheng Ming tilted his head, and the person in charge of the base immediately stood up from the crowd, and came to them both with a bow and two nods.

"Marshal Sheng, General Yuan."

Surprisingly, the person in charge was a young man in his early twenties, with striking red hair like a maple leaf, a tall nose bridge and fair skin.

With such an image, it is difficult for people to describe him with the words "stable" and "reliable".

According to Jiang Shaoxu's understanding of Sheng Ming for many years, what Sheng Ming is thinking at this moment must be——

This is your person in charge?

But that guy wouldn't say it so bluntly.

Just as Jiang Shaoxu thought, Sheng Ming frowned slightly.

"What's your name?"

"In the case of Marshal, my name is Xie Yiqing." Although the young man's eyes dodged, his voice was like a bell, neither humble nor overbearing.However, it is difficult for anyone to look directly at Sheng Ming and Yuan Zhou, coercion and scrutiny are coming, and it is everyone's subconscious behavior to find a safe and comfortable zone.

The children couldn't bear to be quiet, and started making noise around the housekeeper.

Jiang Shaoxu turned his head and found that Xiaoying's father had stepped into the crowd.

"Please allow me to introduce our base in Area A to the marshal and general."

Hearing the sound, Sheng Ming and Yuan Zhou looked at Jiang Shaoxu's direction at the same time. Jiang Shaoxu was so frightened that he held his breath and shrank his head at the speed of light. Fortunately, Ying's father's trousers were wide enough to block him, and the housekeeper and the group of children were far away. , they will not be caught.

Crouching behind the tin box and looking through the gap, Sheng Mingxuan's clothes were silent, and his body was loose with his hands behind his back. For a moment, Jiang Shaoxu even had the illusion that Sheng Ming was looking at him.

He closed his eyes and opened them again in disbelief, only to see Sheng Ming's face was calm, his eyes were fixed on Father Ying's body from beginning to end just like Yuan Zhou.

"Please forgive me for my recklessness. Not long after Marshal Jiang passed away, I have been brooding. I couldn't do anything for him during his lifetime, and I couldn't even thank him personally. Now I want to take this opportunity to express my gratitude. This It was Marshal Jiang who led us to build the first underground base. We have never heard of any technology that can easily build such a large and complex base. Marshal Jiang taught us how to use tools and how to use space reasonably and correctly. Without him and those zealous soldiers, we would still be hiding on the ground, disturbed by bandits, and may not even be alive today."

The British father spoke from the bottom of his heart, and the people nodded their heads again and again.

Several young men couldn't help but echoed: "All of us want to do something for him. Last time we saw Marshal Sheng from a distance, and I heard that Marshal Sheng was looking for Marshal Jiang's body. We don't want to disturb you. I have been quietly following behind to help find it.”

"But in the end, we still didn't do anything to help, but Marshal Jiang was successfully found by Marshal Sheng and returned to Esaisen. It's really great to see such a result."

"If there is a chance in the future, we must visit Marshal Jiang in Esaisen, and put a bunch of flowers grown in the soil of Sattucci in front of his tombstone. I hope he can feel the heart we want to convey. Those who poured the planet with his blood and protected it with his life will never forget him."

Several young people got up, and the voices in the crowd became more and more louder, talking about Marshal Jiang's heroic appearance with joy and admiration.

Jiang Shaoxu has been watching silently, and every word is heard clearly in his ears. The expressions of those people are lively and sincere, and they are not acting in the slightest. How could he be calm and unmoved.He never thought about what he wanted to get. If he wanted to prove his ability when he was young, leaving people including Sheng Ming speechless, then he realized that it was just a very pure responsibility.As an Alpha, he can better understand that being born strong means that he is luckier than most people. He should make good use of this ability to do things that benefit the common people, instead of enjoying the refreshing process of bullying the weak and looking down on ants.

With a wry smile, he cast his eyes away, just now he was actually thinking that if he was still alive, maybe he would stand in the middle of the crowd to accept the baptism of praise at this moment.How to describe it?Even if the bright mirror hangs in the sky, it can't reflect his endless melancholy, and the long and deep gratification silently infiltrates every corner of his heart.Jiang Shaoxu only felt that Zhan Qi had no intentions and no regrets in his life, and he bore thousands of people's thoughts. This is no different from the supreme glory, and it can be regarded as another kind of good death.

only--

What would that person look like when he heard the heartfelt gratitude from the residents of Sattucci?What will you think?Shaken even a little by his death?

Or will you regret it?Regret the cruel and indifferent words I once said, regret being so harsh on a dead person, and still think that his virtue is unworthy, that death deserves more than guilt, and death is not a pity.

When Jiang Shaoxu looked at Sheng Ming, he was suddenly in a daze. Unexpectedly, he seemed to catch a slight movement on Sheng Ming's face, like a rare flaw in the iron wall, which was not real.

Yuanzhou stood behind Sheng Ming and didn't notice it, nor did everyone who talked continuously. The sound and shadow of the living room under the large gray-blue tone blended together. Only Jiang Shaoxu, who was facing Sheng Ming, saw Sheng Ming through a narrow gap. The softness in Ming's eyes and the slightly raised corners of his lips.

Why is it completely different from what he imagined?

Sheng Ming should have frowned after listening to all kinds of praise, then turned his head and then counted Jiang Shaoxu's incompetence with a gloomy expression or disdain for him.

It is natural to be impeccable in front of people, but after people pick out some adjectives and use them on him, it is inevitable to belittle him.

Only when Jiang Shaoxu regained his composure did he feel the slow but deafening heartbeat.

What exactly does Sheng Ming's expression mean?

The answer was clearly on the horizon, but Jiang Shaoxu didn't dare to confirm it for a long time, so he could only wander under the hazy veil.

He didn't want to pretend that Sheng Ming had let go of his prejudice against him, but that smile was too ambiguous, and it had crossed the line dangerously between enemy and friend.

However, Jiang Shaoxu deeply understands that even if they are not enemies, they will not be friends. To put it bluntly, they can only be regarded as acquaintances who have known each other for a long time, alumni from the same school, people who have shared similar goals for Aisen, Allies of the same faction in the war.

In so many identities and relationships, they seem to be inextricably linked to each other, and get along closer than anyone else, but they have nothing to do with each other and are not close.

The only relationship that binds them firmly is the interstellar partner that sounds absurd and unreal now.

It can't stop Jiang Shaoxu from slapping himself a few big mouths. How did he marry this thing after his brain was hit by a spaceship?

"Marshal Sheng, we once heard that Marshal Jiang had a family..." Xie Yiqing pressed his fist against his lower lip and said nervously: "We think so. Although Marshal Jiang never told us about his wife, we I feel that it is not easy for a woman to take care of a child. We want to ask Marshal Sheng to do us a favor. We want to do our best to help Marshal Jiang’s wife and children, and then...is there any way to get in touch with her? "

The people next to him nodded expectantly while listening to Xie Yiqing's words, they all really thought so.

But they didn't expect that General Yuan's expression cracked, and he swallowed heavily at the same time.

Looking at Sheng Ming again, his eyebrows twitched twice, his white teeth were clenched together, his straight back and expression were stiff.

Jiang Shaoxu almost rolled with joy, it was the first time he saw Sheng Ming's three-year-old expression, and he just laughed.

"Hahahaha" hilarious laughter floated across the screen in the live broadcast room.

Yuan Zhou coughed: "Who told you that Marshal Jiang has a wife and children?"

"Having a family means... having a wife and children?" Xie Yiqing hesitated for a moment, then asked, "That means only having a wife?"

He quickly added: "We just want to contact Mrs. Jiang."

Madam Chiang...

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Sheng Ming, you have today too?

Jiang Shaoxu couldn't restrain his temper, lying on the ground and wagging his tail wildly.

You also asked me to wear a wedding dress, or you, the incomparably noble Mrs. Jiang, are suitable!

The butler, who hadn't said anything for a long time, said quietly from the side: "Open your mouth to spread rumors, and lose your legs when you refute them."

Jiang Shaoxu barked at the housekeeper leisurely, I didn't say this, it was recognized by the general public, why didn't it count?

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