Chapter 142
Cheng Zhao was an outsider, and when he saw the letter, he naturally knew that the other person was truly thinking about his sister. After reading it, his favorable impression of Xia Zhizhi increased greatly, and he was extremely curious about her.
Then he went to his sister's desk and found all the letters Xia Zhizhi had sent him and read them.
After watching it, I imagined Xia Zhizhi to be gentle, delicate and kind-hearted.
When he saw Jiang Xiurong, Cheng Zhao's eyes lit up. This gentle and beautiful girl looked exactly like the Xia Zhizhi he had imagined.
Jiang Xiurong has fair skin. The snow-white red wall behind her makes her face as rosy as a peach. She is wearing a pink wool sweater, and her eyes are like a pool of clear autumn water.
A sentence popped up in Cheng Zhao's mind.
"I'm done, I'm in love..."
He paused, brushed the corner of his clothes with his sleeve inconspicuously, then straightened his back and walked quickly to Jiang Xiurong.
Jiang Xiurong was a little confused.
But at this moment, everyone's initial favorable impression of the military was very high, so even if this young man who was a head taller than her and looked quite intimidating walked up to her, Jiang Xiurong was not afraid when she saw the military uniform on him.
This must be a soldier who came to ask for directions. Jiang Xiurong asked considerately, "Hello, comrade. Who are you looking for?"
The voice is as gentle as water, and a good voice is like the breeze in March, mixed with drizzle, moistening people's hearts.
For the first time, Cheng Zhao realized that his sister had grown up. Seeing that the good girl knew to move home, he felt that his love for her was not in vain!
He was also very lucky. He loved Cheng Rong very much. After hearing her special instructions, even though he felt that she had a lot of things to do, he still found a bathhouse to take a bath after getting off the train. Now he was clean and straight.
A man who has just taken a shower, beauty +20, temperament +20, charm +20, confidence +2000.
He put down the bag in his hand and reached out to Jiang Xiurong.
The other person was a soldier. Jiang Xiurong hesitated for a moment, but still extended his hand enthusiastically and shook hands with him.
Cheng Zhao showed his big white teeth: "Hello Comrade Xia, I am Cheng Zhao, first time..."
It turned out that he was looking for Zhizhi. Jiang Xiurong took back his hand and shouted into the house: "Zhizhi, someone is looking for you!"
The words had just fallen.
Xia Zhizhi was hunched over with her hands tucked into her sleeves. She was wearing a large flowered cotton jacket with the buttons buttoned incorrectly, and a felt hat that was crooked with one ear of the hat brim falling off. She ran out of the house wearing cotton shoes.
Just now she and Cheng Rong were lying on the kang, each eating three frozen persimmons and two frozen pears, and soon their stomachs were rumbling and they couldn't eat anymore.
She felt that she was going to be in trouble, and Cheng Rong guessed that her situation was not much better, so she hurried out and took a seat first.
While running, he said, "I'll go take a shit in a moment!"
Cheng Zhao looked at Xia Zhizhi's back as she ran towards the toilet, and his expression froze.
Soon, his sister, who was one size bigger than him, ran after him in a green cotton shirt and stood outside the toilet, shouting, "Zhizhi, hurry up, I want to poop too!"
Xia Zhizhi replied to her from inside: "It won't be quick. If you are in a hurry, come in and join me!"
Cheng Zhao felt like he was a piece of glass hit by a bullet. Something in his heart shattered with a creaking sound...
They all have the surname Cheng. Jiang Xiurong realized that they must be Cheng Rong's family and said, "You must be Rong Rong's brother. Go inside first. It's cold outside."
Leading Cheng Zhao into the house, Jiang Xiurong asked him to get on the kang: "Go up and warm up. Zhizhi and Rongrong will be back soon."
It's different in the Northeast than in the South. There's no such thing as outsiders being forbidden from entering a girl's room.
It's freezing cold outside. If you don't greet people on the kang, where else can you greet them?
Jiang Xiurong poured him a cup of hot water and said, "Have a drink."
Cheng Zhao came back to his senses.
He was just thinking wrongly. He was sure that he fell in love with this girl at first sight.
But it doesn’t matter if the girl is not Xia Zhizhi, can’t he still pursue her?
Cheng Zhao took the water, thanked her, and then asked casually, "I don't know your name, comrade. Rongrong has been coquettish since she was a child. I'm sure she has caused you a lot of trouble here, right?"
"My name is Jiang Xiurong. Rongrong is a very well behaved girl. She works hard and gets along well with everyone in the village."
There was no one in the room at the moment, and it was not good to leave the person alone, so Jiang Xiurong didn't think much about it and just sat on the edge of the kang and chatted with him.
As the saying goes, the eldest is honest, the second is smart, and the third is cunning.
As the second child of the Cheng family, Cheng Zhao has never been a simple and honest person since he was young.
When you meet a girl you like, there is no such thing as being shy and afraid to approach her. You must take the initiative.
Cheng Zhao held the enamel pot in his hand and briefly told Jiang Xiurong about his unit and rank. He had been in the army since he was 16 years old and had been in the army for 6 years. He had risen to become a platoon leader. It seemed that he was just mentioning it casually and had no intention of showing off, so it would not make people feel disgusted.
Jiang Xiurong didn't know much about his duties in the army. Although he didn't understand, he felt that he was very powerful.
Cheng Zhao showed off his feathers without leaving any trace: "In the first half of this year, a new soldier joined our platoon. He was from Yunnan Province. The boy couldn't read and wanted to write a love letter to his sweetheart. He also asked for something strong. He found me and asked me to write it for him, but I was still single. How could I write this? So he found a married Sichuan warrior to write it for him. Guess what he wrote?"
"What?" Jiang Xiurong widened his eyes slightly, a little curious.
Cheng Zhao took a sip of water before speaking: "That Sichuan warrior is a loser. He wrote that you are a phoenix in the sky and I am a turtle on the ground. You fly around in the sky and I crawl around on the ground."
"This is really quite a loss." Jiang Xiurong couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Cheng Zhao looked at Jiang Xiurong's charming smile and continued with a smile, "Later, the little warrior actually sent the letter out."
"And then?" Jiang Xiurong asked.
Cheng Zhao said seriously, "The girl probably felt that this little warrior was sincere and accepted his feelings, which made us jealous. Now I am 22 years old, and I don't know when it will be my turn."
The boy's clear voice and the girl's gentle laughter together are particularly pleasant.
Men know best what virtues belong to other men.
Who would try to make a girl he just met happy like this? And the look in Cheng Zhao's eyes when he looked at Jiang Xiurong was clearly not innocent.
Tang Mingli felt sour in his heart, but what could he do?
Cheng Zhao and she are more like people from the same world.
He likes Jiang Xiurong, but he can't stop Jiang Xiurong from meeting someone better.
Tang Mingli pursed his lips tightly, frowned slightly, the starlight in his eyes dimmed, and he unconsciously revealed a trace of bitterness.
Of course, Xia Zhizhi couldn't see these subtle expressions.
When she came in through the curtain, she saw Tang Mingli with a scowl on his face.
He asked suspiciously, "Did you poison the food?"
Tang Mingli...
Want to throw a spatula.
It’s better to overturn the pot so that no one can eat.
From the sound of laughter and chatter inside, it seemed like not only the corners of the wall had been dug out, but the entire house had been taken away.