"What do you mean by fate? You are only 16 or 17 years old, it is too early to talk about this now!"

Han Jingchen spoke in a cold voice.

Jiang Ye was stunned for a moment: "No, Brother Chen, in our production team, sixteen or seventeen years old are no longer considered children, they can get married."

It's nothing like their compound, where as long as they are still in school, their parents will still treat them as their own children.

In their production team, most members were in their second year of school. After learning addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, they stopped studying and became half laborers at an early age and started to earn work points.

When I was sixteen or seventeen, my family had already started to arrange for me to look for someone new.

That's all, is that all?

Wait, no, what's going on here? That's not what he was talking about.

What he meant was that Pei Zhi and Song Hong both knew how to paint, were of similar age, and lived so close to each other, so they were quite compatible. It was just a common sentiment, but why was Brother Chen so excited? It was like a lion whose territory had been invaded.

"Get married?" Han Jingshen frowned, and his already bad mood became even worse.

Although he knew that most members of the production team got married early, it was not so easy for him to accept Pei Manning.

Pei Manning was now under his care, and before her relatives were found, he would also be in charge of finding her a partner.

The girl surnamed Song is very weak. She can only hold a pen in one hand. She probably can't do laundry or cook. She doesn't look like she can take care of others.

In short, there is no hope for the guy named Song!

Han Jingchen looked depressed, and was a little irritated. "You are not allowed to get married before you reach adulthood."

The corner of Jiang Ye's mouth twitched. It seemed that Brother Chen didn't listen to what he said at all.

Moreover, isn't Brother Chen interfering too much in Pei Zhi's affairs? He has to control his food, clothing, housing, and safety, and now he even wants to control his marriage?

Isn't it just that Pei Zhi got closer to a boy of his age?

Brother Chen almost had the word "unhappy" written on his face.

Suddenly, thinking of something, Jiang Ye stared in shock: "Brother Chen, you...you...you can't..."

Han Jingshen was a little impatient at his hesitant look. He raised his black eyes and glanced at him sideways: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Ye wiped his face and said, "Are you really going to raise Pei 땢 Zhi as your daughter?"

This reaction was exactly the same as when his uncle found out that his cousin was dating a guy from the next village!

Han Jingchen was silent for a moment: "...Get lost."

Jiang Ye rolled away swiftly.

That night, Han Jingchen tossed and turned, unable to sleep. As soon as he closed his eyes, his mind replayed the first time he saw Pei Manning, her snow-white, soft skin, and her beautiful eyes and eyebrows as if outlined in an ink painting.

He sat on the hospital bed without saying a word, his eyes as calm as water, with a faint smile on his face.

A nervous and anxious look, a look of shame and anger, a look of anger and resentment, a look with tears in the eyes, a shy look...

Damn it!

Han Jingchen's consciousness inexplicably thought of Pei Manning. He opened his eyes and looked at the dark roof.

He pursed his thin lips tightly. What kind of magic had this woman cast on him?

His mind was now full of her every move and smile.

Seeing Pei Manning and the boy surnamed Song walking together, the scene was so harmonious that it was dazzling. He felt suffocated and sour in his heart, like a mad dog shivering in his stomach.

Thinking that Pei Manning would be dating a man when she grew up, and smiling at him or being shy in front of him, he would feel very uncomfortable.

If Han Jingchen still doesn't understand his own thoughts now, he has lived for more than 20 years in vain.

He actually had the same feelings a man has for a woman as a girl of sixteen or seventeen?

There may even be questions about his origins. Even if he is not a spy, he may be a potential fugitive.

This was totally unacceptable to Han Jingchen.

As a soldier, he actually fell in love with such a woman even though he knew her identity was suspicious? !

Han Jingchen didn't know where to go.

For a long time, the 77th Independent Flying Squadron increased its training volume.

Especially the physical training. All the members of the flight team got their clothes wet one by one. They were all miserable during the training with Han Jingchen. Even though the flight training could not slow them down, they were so tired that they fell asleep every day.

Political Commissar Xu was the first to notice that something was wrong with Han Jingchen recently.

On a weekend afternoon, Han Jingchen actually stayed in the camp instead of going to the city as usual?

"Aren't you going to see your dog?" Political Commissar Xu asked curiously, holding an enamel cup.

Han Jingchen was writing a report when he paused and said, "No."

Political Commissar Xu stared at him for a while, but when Han Jingchen had a blank expression on his face, no one could tell anything from it.

"It's just right that you don't go. I just want to tell you something," Political Commissar Xu put the enamel cup on the desk. "Song Qiubai's sister Song Qiuyue has been transferred to our military hospital. Did you know about this?"

Han Jingchen sat upright, his shoulders and back straight as if measured with a ruler, without even raising his eyes, he continued to write the report: "I know."

"That's good to know. People are here for you. We are blocked by people every day, but you stay at the station during the day, either doing physical training or flight training. You take off when the sun rises and land when the sun sets. You are just short of sleeping at the station, but you act like nothing happened, while I am annoyed enough by being harassed every day." Political Commissar Xu couldn't help but complain.

It can be said that Song Qiuyue was brave and persistent enough to travel thousands of miles from the capital to apply for a transfer.

Tsk, this posture is sure to defeat King Han Yan.

Since coming to the military hospital here, he has been running here every day. When he can't see the real boss, he will ask him about Han Jingchen's whereabouts in a roundabout way.

How could he explain it? He just glossed over it.

But if he continues to be approached by unmarried girls every day, his wife will soon be dissatisfied.

Han Jingchen leaned back in his chair and frowned: "What does she want to do?"

Political Commissar Xu: "Why? What else can you do? You asked me to create opportunities for you. I don't know where the chief heard about this. Seeing that the girl is so infatuated with you and you are single, he is trying to bring you together."

Speaking of this, Political Commissar Xu was a little amused: "This time, the leader is the matchmaker and asked you to go on a blind date. Don't say you don't have time. Even if you don't have time, you have to make time."