Chapter 170: Xiao Xuan Gaiji

His hand is attached to the woman's photo, and there is a pain in the depths of the eye.
"Rain, you ask me, is the male protagonist of the movie saying something to the heroine?"
"now I know."
"I love you."
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In the winter of 1992, in the winter, the youngest Shao in the country of China, in a mission, to protect his teammates, the heroic sacrifice.
That day, the sky was gray.
After a lapse of one year, the man who had stood in front of the tomb was lying next to her and living next to her.
In front of the tombs of the two, Wuhuan stood a group of people, all of whom looked solemn, and the people standing in the front row were wearing military uniforms.
"salute."
Everyone respectfully saluted the cold man on the tombstone.
This is a major general who deserves respect from all. He used his life to protect his country and he fulfilled his duties.
One person and another passed by his grave, and everyone had sorrow on his face.
For the first half of his life, he dedicated his motherland. He used his second half of life to accompany his beloved one forever.

The next day, Wang Ermazi sent five or two silver coins.
The last time I used the recipe to sell five or two silver coins, I removed the spent money, and there were still more than four or two. Now with these five silver coins, I don’t have to worry about this time.
There was a lot of food bought last time, and there is no need to add more. Beiyuyu did not go to the market to buy.
Bei Yuyu didn't know how long it would take to sleep for a long time. He didn't worry about the kid ink, and told him carefully, and the silver was properly preserved, so it would not be easy to steal.
Xiaozi ink listened to the shackles of the northern rain, screaming at the black eyes, and asked: "Mother, are you going to go far?"
Bei Yu's love and affection touched the little guy's small head. "Mother, it's just too tired, I want to sleep for a few days. When I wake up, my mother will wake up."
Xiaozi Mo thought that the mother was because the last illness was not good enough. The nervous and concerned asked: "Mother, is the head still hurting? Or, let's ask the doctor to come?"
The little guy spoke carefully, wondering where he was wrong and was beaten.
Bei Yuyu knew that he misunderstood, and did not explain, he thought so, or it would be very strange to sleep for a few days.
"It doesn't matter, the mother can sleep and sleep."
"Mother, you rest, I go to cook." Xiaozi said.
"No. I will do the meal today. Moh, help the mother to burn the fire."
The kid is silent and worried, but she is worried about her, but she has been abused for a long time, so that he does not dare to say a word of 'no' to the peach tree.
When the kid ink saw the mother's friendly dishes, a pair of eyes licked the beans, and the round eyes stared straight at the fast knives.
When did the mother's craft become so good!
Although she couldn't see her cooking a few times a year, every time she cooks a meal, it is more difficult to eat than he does, and often burns. Today, not only did not burn, but it was exceptionally good.
The scent of a strand floated out of the pot, and the index finger moved.
The little guy looked at it, screaming at the black eyes and bright eyes.
"Open the meal."
Three dishes and one soup, two of which are leeks. When the kid ink is a long time, the nutrition has to keep up. I used to have no oil and water to eat before, but now I have to make a good supplement.
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