: Fanwai: My girl, I am proud (8)

An Xinyue woke up again and was awoken. Her whole body seemed to be frustrated and ashes.
"Wake up, is there anything uncomfortable?" Wu Xin saw her daughter wake up, and quickly got up to look at her daughter who was covered with scars.
An Xinyue looked at her mother and wanted to say that her whole body hurts.
But she can't.
"Mom, I'm fine." An Xinyue smiled hard, "What about Chu Luo?"
"Take care of yourself." Xun Xin helped her daughter to stand up. "You are a soldier and you are a soldier. It ’s okay to be a soldier for nothing. This way, let alone your grandma, me. Treat yourself like this. "
Wu Xin said, looking at her daughter more and more distressed.
"Mom knows that you worship Luo Mu, but worship does not necessarily follow his footsteps? Luo Mu is a person worthy of many people to worship. He has the ability and good character. Mom also likes him, but Mianmian, you can't Do you know that worship has to go the way he traveled? He doesn't want one himself. "Xi Xin held her daughter's hand and said with a long heart," Love a person, and it is natural to worship. But when worship is more than love, you can tell whether you love him or worship him? "
An Xinyue lowered her eyes slightly, concealing her inner fluctuations.
Love and worship?
To Chu Luomu, no one in Qinxinyuan does not worship him. He has the strongest ability, but the best character. He is the oldest, and the children in the yard like to worship him like an idol.
She is no exception, so she wants to follow Chuluo's footsteps, trying to follow him.
She is not the same as Xiao Biao. Xiao Biao is careless, but when she discovers the gap between Chu Luowei and her, Xiao Biao ’s first reaction is inferiority and backwardness.
And she just wanted to move forward, just to get as close to him as possible.
"Mom, I know, I'll think about it." An Xinyue whispered.
Wu Xin stroked her daughter's shoulder gently. "Mom knows that you usually don't speak, but you are stubborn than anyone else, but sometimes stubbornness is not necessarily right. Don't make your grandma even more opposed to your relationship."
An Xinyue nodded. "Mom, I see."
Wu Xin sighed, reached for the chicken broth on the table, and opened the lid. "Your grandma got up to cook for you in the morning. You are in better health. Remember to go back and apologize to grandma?"
An Xinyue heard a muffled sound before she started to drink soup.
Chu Luomu was still making a report in the brigadier's office, and he was hanging his arm and playing with his mobile phone.
"It's gone?" The brigade stared.
"What else can that be? The old guy just wanted to try to counteract me. He didn't expect to die. I didn't play cards based on common sense and I didn't give him a chance to speak at all." Chu Luoxi said, lying Looking up at the Brigadier on the sofa with his head on his back, "Look at the injuries and disability of my group of people. You have to remember to ask them for help this time."
"How about you?"
"What do I want? Just write them on their heads." Chuluo said lightly.
"Do you live or die at this colonel?" Said the brigade angrily. "It was time to raise the position two years ago. Why are you so exclusive?"
"That won't work. I'm going too fast. My wife and children can't keep up." Chu Luomu said, as if he was telling the brigadier, the weather will be fine tomorrow.