The girl's clear and bright voice suddenly rang out, leaving Tang Junhe and the baby-faced soldier stunned.

The young comrade took a long time to react, then scratched the back of his head blankly and said with a silly smile: "I am nineteen years old this year, I just look younger."

"Nineteen." Song Zhi subconsciously glanced at Tang Junhe. The two were ten years apart in age.

However, Tang Junhe exercises regularly and you can't tell that he is already in his early thirties.

Song Zhi stopped reading and went up to the young comrade and asked him, "How old were you when you joined the army? I see your rank is quite high."

This young comrade is very stupid and has no sense of confidentiality at all.

He answered almost everything Song Zhi asked, without hiding anything, mainly because Song Zhi didn't ask any overly private questions.

The two were about the same age, and both had cheerful personalities. The younger comrade packed his things more and more slowly, chatting and laughing with Song Zhi...

Tang Junhe, who was standing next to him, had a completely dark complexion, and his eyes were darting towards the soldier.

The young comrade who was answering Song Zhi's question suddenly stopped laughing, as if a drake had its neck strangled.

The familiar feeling comes again.

He didn't even dare to look to the side. He pretended to check his watch and said embarrassedly, "Song Zhiqing, I suddenly have something to do and I have to leave first. Haha, let's talk next time, next time..."

As he said that, he swung his legs and ran out.

Song Zhi was confused and muttered, "Why do I feel like everyone under Tang Junhe is acting weird..."

The soldier left, and the only person she could chat with was gone.

Song Zhi was lying on the sofa feeling a little bored. She looked at the time. It was only 7:30 in the morning. Nie Jinmei and the others would probably not come until 9 o'clock.

It was still early, and Song Zhi blinked and looked out the window.

"I'm going out for a walk and will go straight to Teacher Qian's class later."

She had been to the camp several times, but had never had a proper tour of it. Today, she suddenly became interested.

"Where are you going?" Tang Junhe stepped in front of her.

"Just take a walk to help digest the food."

Tang Junhe looked at her doubtfully. She had eaten much more abundantly before and never went out to digest the food. But today she had a light meal, and instead she wanted to go out for a walk?

He seriously suspected that Song Zhi said this on purpose because she didn't want to stay in the same space with him.

If Song Zhi knew what he was thinking, he would definitely say, "You guessed it right."

Seeing him like this, Song Zhi guessed that he was up to something bad again.

"Can't I just take a walk downstairs?"

"This is a strategically located area in the camp. How could we possibly let an outsider like you wander around?"

Song Zhi was furious. The army didn't allow outsiders to stay overnight, and she had stayed there several times!

"Then I can just take the stairs, right?"

She was really choked. She hadn't eaten sweet potato dumplings for a long time, and now she felt her stomach was uncomfortable.

Tang Junhe curled his lips slightly, and his eyebrows and eyes became more soft.

"If you really want to go, I can go shopping with you."

"You don't have to go to work?" Song Zhi was surprised.

That shouldn't be the case. Tang Junhe should be a very busy person with his position, but why does he seem so relaxed?

"Well, not for now."

As Tang Junhe spoke, he picked up the keys on the table and tucked his military cap under his armpit.

"Let's go."

Song Zhi paused. Tang Junhe was right. It would be safer and more reliable to let him take her around. Then she followed him with the cloth bag on her back.

People in the army get up relatively early, so there was no one in the dormitory building. I walked to the bottom of the family compound building and only then saw a few scattered families of soldiers returning home from buying groceries.

The big tree downstairs has sprouted new buds, and it looks lush green from a distance.

There were a lot of beddings draped over the horizontal bar at the bottom of the family building, and the sound of a mother scolding her child for wetting the bed again...

A prosperous and thriving atmosphere of life is everywhere.

Song Zhi missed the time when he was in the capital. Back then, his home was so lively and everyone could hear if someone shouted something.

Thinking of the capital, she inevitably thought of Song Anshan.

I've been away from home for over half a year now, and I don't know how the old man is doing. I wonder if that bad woman Lin Wanru took the opportunity to hide something and leave a way out for me...

However, no matter what tricks Lin Wanru uses, she is confident that she can resolve them.

Song Zhi clenched his fists and stared at the road ahead without saying a word.

Going further, you will see the training ground for the soldiers.

At this time, they had just finished morning exercises, lined up in an orderly manner to sing revolutionary songs, and prepared to eat.

Song Zhi asked in confusion: "We're just starting to eat, so where did the breakfast we just had come from?"

Could it be that Tang Junhe asked the kitchen staff to start work early for her?

Tang Junhe choked and calmly took her to another route.

"The kitchen staff started preparing breakfast early. I was worried you'd be hungry when you woke up, so I went over and got some. I'll take you over there to have a look."

Tang Junhe was afraid that she would continue to ask questions, then the "bitter recalling the bitterness and sweetness meal" that he specially asked the kitchen team to prepare for Song Zhi might be exposed.

"Oh." Song Zhi didn't doubt it.

The rules are different in every place. There are many differences between the place where she grew up and where she is now.

Tang Junhe took Song Zhi for a leisurely walk around the playground. After walking for a while, he raised his hand and pointed to an area surrounded by wire.

"There's a shooting range over there, do you want to try it?"

"range?"

Song Zhi stood on tiptoe to look inside, "I've never held a gun before."

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