Chapter 67

On one side of the sofa, old man song put down his newspaper and looked at grandma song helplessly. He straightened his face and opened his mouth solemnly: "I said you old woman, what are you doing?"

"What's the matter with me?" grandma song was unhappy and grabbed the newspaper in the hands of master song. "Where am I? Don't you want to have a great grandson early?"

Then he grabbed a few sparse beards on master song's chin and said fiercely, "you old man, deliberately dismantle my platform, don't you?"

Grandma song's hand was merciless. Old man song's teeth were painful, and he didn't care about his image in front of the younger generation. He quickly raised his hand and surrendered, "OK, OK, can't I be wrong?"

"Hum! That's about the same..." grandma song loosened her palm.

Finally, he escaped from the devil's claw. Master song rubbed his chin and looked at the proud appearance of grandma song. After all the vicissitudes, he still had a soft light.

As a young man, old man song has been a soldier all his life. He has never been afraid of anyone. He can stand still even in the face of knife, gun and sword rain, but he was planted in the hands of his grandmother.

Spoiled her, coaxed her, helped and relied on each other for a lifetime, and had already formed a habit.

Love each other for a lifetime.

Rong qianxia sighed a little. Even the embarrassment when she was asked that question by grandma song's family subsided a little.

"Qian Xia, don't get me wrong. Grandma didn't mean to force you, just ask..." after cleaning up old song, grandma song turned her head to Rong Qian Xia, and her eyes were guilty and weak.

After all, she sees song lengge's relationship with Rong qianxia. It seems that more time is needed to run in between the two children

It's really abrupt to ask yourself this now.

Rong qianxia couldn't laugh or cry. Grandma song's painting style changed a little fast, but this time, the remaining embarrassment at the bottom of her heart disappeared.

Rong qianxia squatted down and gently pulled grandma song's hand. On her charming little face, she pulled out a bright smile, like a crescent moon, sweet to the bottom of her heart.

"Grandma, I know your mood, but song lengge and I are still young. What's more, I have just been transferred to the Kyoto military region. Now it's not time to consider this matter." said Rong qianxia, looking at grandma song's mouth and smiling, "but when we have this plan, I will report to you at the first time. How about it?"

Perhaps it is due to the experience from childhood to adulthood that Rong qianxia always cherishes those who are sincere to him.

Therefore, for the Song family who really loved her, she also did not mean to repay them. She really regarded the Song family as her respected elders and was more willing to spend twelve minutes of patience to coax them happy.

Of course, except song lengge!

As for the question of whether to have a child, only she knows the real answer

"Really?"

Grandma song also knew what Rong qianxia said was reasonable, but she asked reluctantly, with a slight depression on her wrinkled face.

"Of course!" Rong qianxia smiled, "your most important task now is to take good care of your body."

"OK..." grandma song lowered her eyes and finally stopped pestering too much on this issue.

Rongqian Xia breathed a sigh of relief. She gently picked up the tea cup and sent it to grandma song's hand. She chatted with her. After a while, she narrowed the old man's smile.

One side, old man song looked at such a scene and narrowed his eyes with the same satisfaction.

"By the way, grandma, why don't you see song lengge?"

After chatting for a while, Rong qianxia finally remembered that at this time point, with song lengge's habit, he should accompany the second old man. Why isn't he here today?

"Oh!"

Referring to song lengge, grandma song screamed and suddenly stood up, startling old song and Rong qianxia.

"Old lady, what do you do when you are surprised?" old man song put down his newspaper and looked at grandma song with some dissatisfaction.

This time, grandma song didn't argue with Grandpa song anymore. She just looked at Rong qianxia and said, "I forgot that lengge has returned to the army. When he left, let me tell you that, as his close military doctor, you can rush back to the army before 10 a.m.!"

Hearing the speech, Rong qianxia looked down at the watch on her wrist and reluctantly glanced at her mouth.

Before ten?

It's almost noon!

However, thinking of the injury on song lengge's back, Rong shallow Xia frowned, and a touch of worry crossed his clear eyes.

"The wound on his back needs to be cultivated for some time. How can he return to the army in advance? What if the wound is torn again?"

After that, Rong qianxia looked up at grandma song, but found that Fang Zheng stared at himself with a strange look, and pulled out a meaningful smile at the corners of his mouth.

Rong qianxia touched her arm and suddenly felt that she fell into the pit.

"So, let you rush back to the army. As Leng GE's military doctor, take good care of him for us..."

Military doctor?

Hearing this familiar noun, Rong qianxia lowered her eyes and was silent in an instant.

Feelings, after the military exercise, my temporarily granted position has not been unsealed, has it?

"Go quickly. In a little while, Leng Ge should change his dressing. How can I do without you..."

Rong qianxia:

At the thought that song lengge would not let others change his dressing except himself, Rong qianxia frowned helplessly, but her body turned around and left the song hall quickly.

He really doesn't know. The head is too capricious. What should she do

……

Kyoto military region, chief's office.

Song lengge's military uniform is straight. Sitting behind his desk, he is perfect like a handsome face carefully carved by heaven. His sexy thin lips are slightly pursed, and his dark eyes stare straight at the person standing in front of him. The cold pressure is diffused in the air, which makes people suffocate.

"Haven't you come back yet?"

"Report, no!"

On the other side of the desk, Xiao Liang was also in a straight military uniform, his legs close together, and his body stood straight in place. His military posture was incomparable, but his eyes were full of depression.

Since ten o'clock, he has run to the infirmary countless times. The distance can catch up with a long-distance field training run. He doesn't understand. Has his boss quarreled with Rong qianxia again?

However, if they fight with immortals, can they not harm him, an innocent mortal!

Feeling the increasingly condensed atmosphere in the room, Xiao Liang wanted to cry without tears.

Sister in law, if you don't come again, I will be abused by the boss