What's on Jasmine's mind- My leader, my regiment follow-up

(One)

"You want me to bury it, who the hell doesn't want to bury it, which kid doesn't want to bury it?" On the way back, Milong became active, he was always so happy.Now, he sang a ditty like a maniac, and at the same time he kept twisting and shaking.

"Milong is a living treasure, this song really fits the occasion." I thought in my heart.

"Oh, it's over, it's over, I forgot about it. It's all for your funeral." Milong stopped singing and started bluffing.

"Team leader, today is the day when my wife and son are leaving Chanda. I have to go see them off! I'll take a leave of absence, okay?" Milong said.

"Okay, you are all free now, you can go wherever you want, what's wrong?!"

I looked at Milong, paused for a moment, and said sternly: "Milong, your wife and your sons are better than you. I believe they will have a better life in the future. You go and see her off, but don't pester her too much. Let her have a new start gradually. The living can't always be entangled in the days of the dead. Also, whenever you miss the brothers, go back to Zenda to have a look. We, at least you and I, must I'll be waiting for you in Zenda." Then, I patted him on the shoulder and told him to go away with confidence.

"I'm afraid Milong won't come back," said the veterinarian.

"Before, Fanla said that it was not Milong who picked up a wife, but his wife picked up Milong from us! Look at it now, it really makes sense." The veterinarian continued his nagging .

I didn't take his word for it.Now, each of us is free.Milong is gone to do what he wants to do, I am happy for him.

(two)

We got off the flag slope and came to Zenda Town.Maybe we walked too fast, maybe she walked too slowly, and we saw Molly again.However, this time, she was squatting on the side of the road and vomited violently, as if she had vomited several times, because she was just retching and could not vomit anything.

I couldn't bear to see her in pain, so I asked the veterinarian, "What's wrong with her, is she sick?"

The veterinarian looked at it carefully, and after a while, he said to me solemnly: "Tuan Zuo, I'm afraid this girl is pregnant. I can see her figure, and she still seems to be vomiting, and she may be three or four months old." .should not exceed four months."

I looked at the vet in surprise and saw nothing but veterinary affirmation on his face.I looked at Jasmine again, thinking back, three or four months, four months ago, it was the eve before we were about to raid the Nantianmen, I went to see her for the last time, could it be her? ? ?

……

Bowl.

My thoughts had to go back to the past.Yes, once upon a time, in my previous life, when I first came to Chanda, when I first met Jasmine.