Maybe Meng didn't even see what Du Jinruo looked like at that time, right?

There is another paragraph.

"It was raining heavily today, but I set myself a goal of running three kilometres with five kilograms. The heavy rain can wash away my helplessness, and the sweat and exhaustion can make me forget the past. ”

I didn't expect that Meng would write such a slightly literary and artistic sentence at that time.

There are a few photos in it.

Meng Xian, who put on his own military uniform for the first time, still looked a little childish.

Also, when I came back from my first mission, I took a picture of myself with a small wound on my forehead. There is a note at the back -

Taken by Hu Xibing.

This photo was taken for him by Hu Xibing?

Where did they get their cameras back then?

"In this life, I will contribute all my life to the barracks and to the troops. ”

When she saw such a sentence, Jiang Xiao seemed to remember the scene that had floated in her mind again.

The middle-aged Meng Xi Nian, the crippled Meng Xi Nian, the Meng Xi Nian sitting alone in the room.

In his previous life, he didn't even realize this wish.

Wounded, forced to leave the barracks and leave the troops.

Jiang Xiao felt a little sorry for him when he saw this.

Therefore, in this life, she cared about him even more, and after learning to draw a peace talisman, she gave him one. No matter what, she must keep him safe in all this!

He must not be crippled like in his previous life!

She decided not to sleep anymore and waited until he returned.

But Jiang Xiao didn't expect that after waiting all night, the sky turned white, and then waiting until the sun completely rose, he still didn't wait for Meng Xiannian.

Aunt Guo also stayed at Meng's house last night.

Jiang Xiao told her last night that she would boil the porridge this morning, and let her help prepare the things.

She went downstairs to the kitchen, and Aunt Guo had already cut everything.

Chicken porridge with shredded ginger.

The porridge has been cooked for a short time.

Jiang Xiao added a little spiritual spring water to the pot when she went out, stirred it, and then put the chicken and ginger shreds in.

Aunt Guo came in and took a look.

"Hey, Miss Jiang is really amazing, I looked at it just now, and there is no taste, why does the porridge taste so fragrant as soon as you come in?"

Jiang Xiao smiled, "I added some ingredients." ”

"What kind of ingredient is it?"

"It's the medicinal herbs given by my grandfather, a little bit, and it also has some freshness effect. Jiang Xiao is talking nonsense again.

But where can others hear it?

Anyway, Aunt Guo believed it.

"It's good for the patient, right?"

"yes. ”

"Miss Jiang is really filial. I'll just say, Meng rarely has an object like you, I don't know how happy I am. ”

Aunt Guo looked at her with a smile.

I don't know why Meng Chaojun doesn't like her, she looks at this girl very well, she is good-looking, sensible, can cook, and has a mind.

Look, Meng Chaojun doesn't like her so much, this time she entered the hospital, didn't people get up early to cook medicinal porridge for him?

How good this mind is. What's there to dislike?

I heard that Duan Qingqing's sister-in-law beat her yesterday and spilled the porridge she boiled.

Really, toss all day long, and then break up this family and see what she does.

Aunt Guo has been helping in the Meng family for a long time, and she can be regarded as seeing Duan Qingqing's true face. However, it may be easier for women to see women in the first place. As for men, what do they want to see women do?

As long as they are gentle, considerate, delicate and good-looking, and can coax people, isn't it?