Zhao Miaomiao stood up and looked at the soldiers who were still taking a shower in the water. Everyone had more or less scars on their bodies.
These scars are their contributions to this country, and they are a soldier's medal!
"General, what are you doing with my clothes?" the baby-faced Lu Fei rubbed his head and asked.
"Ah, Ihaha, I took the wrong one!" Zhao Miaomiao threw the clothes covering her head to him. She just took a dress to cover her head and didn't pay attention.
Lu Fei felt that the general was acting weird today, but he didn't dare to ask.
Zhao Miaomiao found her own clothes, put them on, and walked back to the barracks with awkward steps.
Just came to this body, ahem, not used to it, she has tried her best to ignore the thing between her legs.
People kept saying hello to him along the way, and Zhao Miaomiao responded with a froze face and nodded calmly.
All men are all men! How can she live! God!
"General, a letter from the old lady." A soldier ran over and handed him a letter respectfully.
"Okay." Zhao Miaomiao nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."
"Ahaha, it's not hard." The soldier was taken aback for a moment, then smiled foolishly. Why is the general so kind all of a sudden?
Zhao Miaomiao went back to her tent, wiped away the letter, and it was Zhao's mother's usual greeting, and asked her if she could go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival and reunite with the family.
This is a good opportunity, she has to go back, she has to go back to lead Zhao Liancheng on the right path, and protect him well.
In another two months, that modern Bai Piao Piao will cross over, and she needs to make preparations in advance.
Zhao Miaomiao decided to go back, so he went to visit another general in the barracks, General Zhenbei.
Zhenbei General Fan Yong is in his early forties, extremely brave, and treats people with kindness and sincerity. Zhao Miao respected him very much, and the two were like father and son.
"Jingzhi, are you here? Come and sit down." Jingzhi is Zhao Miao's watchword, taken from: Jingzhi Jingzhi, Tianwei Xiansi.
It was taken by Zhao's father during his lifetime, I hope he can be careful in doing things.
"Uncle Fan. My mother has sent a letter. I want to go home for a while." The situation on the border is still peaceful now, and it is okay for him to go home now.
"It's time for you to go home and take a good rest. Tell me that you have been living on the border all these years, and the number of times you go home is enough for five fingers. The most important thing is that you are twenty-five, and it is time to go back to the blind date It's just to meet a girl. When I was your age, I had two children!" Fan Yong started talking, and he used to tell Zhao Miao to go home more often.
But Zhao Miao is a good young man with upright roots, and he only cares about defending his family and the country. After procrastinating again and again, Shengsheng spent all his time in the barracks.
"Ahem, Uncle Fan, there's no rush" Blind date? No, I'm a girl myself, who am I to love?
"Why don't you rush, respectfully, I have to write a letter to the old lady, and ask her to explain it to you. By the way, and my wife, I will also explain it to you." Fan Yong was very enthusiastic.
"Ah, Uncle Fan, I really don't need it! It's nothing, I'll go home tomorrow. I'll trouble you, Uncle Fan, to stick to it." Zhao Miaomiao hurriedly left.
"Zhao Jingzhi, stop! I haven't finished my sentence yet." Fan Yong roared angrily from behind, looked helplessly at Zhao Miaomiao who had run away, shook his head and smiled, "This brat!"
Zhao Miaomiao didn't have anything to pack, men had few things, and they bought clothes when they got home. As for weapons, Zhao Miaomiao picked a few to take home. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com