After retiring from the circle, I became famous by live broadcast farming

Chapter 256 You have always been our pride
Xie Ning, including everyone in the Xie family, also saw the scene of the martyrs returning home through TV at the same moment, and they all shed tears.

Especially Grandpa Xie, who has experienced that difficult time, has a deeper feeling.

The old man's tears didn't stop for a moment, and he was so choked up that he couldn't speak. He just nodded his head, his face full of relief.

After a long time, the old man calmed down, and came to Xie Ning's side, held her hand, and patted the back of her hand lightly.

"Ningning, about the detector, you did a good job, you did it right."

"Because of you, all the martyrs are now able to return to the country so quickly, and the fallen leaves return to their roots."

"Ningning, Grandpa knows that your heart has always been good."

Grandpa Xie patted his chest and said proudly: "You have always been grandpa's pride, always have been!"

"Grandpa." Xie Ning didn't hold back either, and stepped forward to hug Grandpa.

"Ningning, you are also my father's pride."

"It's also my mother's pride."

"Little sister is naturally the best."

The eyes of the rest of the Xie family were also full of pride.

Qin Jun also quietly leaned over and echoed softly, "Ning Ning, you are also my pride and the best in my heart." It is precisely because of the existence of the best Xie Ning that he is what he is now, if he hadn't met Xie Ning Ning, the current him may be a puddle of mud, how could he be as happy as he is now, with a wife, children, and family.

Xie Ning couldn't laugh or cry.

She was a little embarrassed to be praised by her family.

But seeing the scenes of the martyrs returning to China on TV, Xie Ning was deeply moved, especially since she grew up watching red documentaries with her grandfather when she was young.

Now, the martyrs can go home, she is very happy.

In fact, many people have worked hard to achieve what they are today. She is just a small part of it, and I really dare not take credit for it.

Xie Ning didn't dare to take the credit, but her contribution was seen in the eyes of insiders, and the country also knew about it.

This grand occasion to welcome the martyrs back to the country in their coffins lasted for three days and three nights.

It also caused a sensation all over the world, and media from all over the world rushed to report it.

Today, three days later, Bai Heng came to Xie's house again, and brought a heavy medal and certificate to Xie Ning.

National First Class Medal.

In fact, Xie Ning's contribution is far more than this medal, but this medal is the country's highest recognition for Xie Ning.

Not only that, Xie Ning can also join the military as a national employee.

Xie Ning became a soldier in no time.

Xie Ning couldn't postpone it, so he readily accepted it.

Xie's family was naturally happy, especially Grandpa Xie and Comrade Xie, holding the medal, rubbing their fingertips lightly, with tears in their eyes, full of pride and pride for Xie Ning.

Bai Zhitong, who lives in Xie's house, also saw this scene, and she was surprised because she didn't know the inside story.

But she didn't ask too much. She knew that she couldn't ask more about this matter. It was because she was trusted by the Bai family that she could see it.

But so far, Bai Zhitong also knows that the Xie family seems to be unusual, especially Xie Ning.

But Bai Zhitong didn't want to explore out of curiosity.

She is not a person who likes to get to the bottom of things, especially other people's secrets.

Of course, it was also because most of her thoughts were on one person at this time, and that was——Xie Qian.

They were on the mountain at this time.

The place where Bai Zhitong was was covered with a piece of cloth, and she sat on it, with a bundled drawing board in front of her.

She holds a paintbrush in her hand, and there are colorful paint boxes on the cloth next to her.

The white drawing board, Bai Zhitong wearing a light blue dress, the bright yellow cloth on the ground, and the green grass... The scene formed is soft and beautiful.

Not far away, there is a sea of ​​purple clouds that seems to be drifting.

Surrounded by the sea of ​​clouds are five star tents.

At this time in August, the jacarandas are still blooming, with petals falling from time to time.

And Xie Qian was carrying a basket, bending over to pick up the petals of the jacaranda.

It was evening, summer evening, the sun had not completely set, but the light was more warm yellow, much softer, falling through the layers of trees, casting mottled shadows.

There were also some mischievous lights falling on Xie Qian's body, casting a halo on him, making this gentle person even more gentle.

Xie Qian's back was facing Bai Zhitong, and there was a distance between them. At this time, Bai Zhitong couldn't see the expression and emotion on his face, but the scene before him...

The man was tall and lean, with a broad back, and the moment he bent over, his clothes were taut, revealing a vaguely superior figure.

The arched waist, the sides of the waist are slightly sunken, showing two waist dimples, and it looks lean and powerful at first glance.

Below is a pair of slender and straight long legs.

He was wearing shorts, his thighs were wrapped in the pants, and his bare calves, even from the angle of Bai Zhitong at a distance, he could see the thick and dark hair on his legs.

Bai Zhitong suddenly remembered the novel he secretly read before. The description of the male lead in the novel included thick leg hair, a male dog waist, and a high nose bridge, seven times in one night...

Seven times a night, seven...

After realizing what he was thinking, Bai Zhitong's originally white and tender face immediately became hot.

She put down her paintbrush, covered her face with her hands, and muttered in a low voice, "Bai Zhitong, why are you so shameless, how can you think about these things, really..." But...

Bai Zhitong blinked, and his eyes once again fell on Xie Qian's waist not far away, "He should be able to do it."

Then she lowered her head to look at her weak body, which was about to enter the hospital from time to time, and fell silent for a moment...

No, she has to work hard to take care of her body, and can't be a sick and weak little good-for-nothing!
Bai Zhitong clenched his hands, pursed his lips, his cheeks puffed up slightly, his eyes were firm, and he secretly cheered himself up.

Without thinking about it, Bai Zhitong picked up the brush and started to draw.

She raised her head from time to time, and from time to time she took a paintbrush to outline on the white drawing paper. She was very serious and fast. After a while, a silhouette of a man appeared on the drawing paper.

The back of the man is a jacaranda plant, with petals falling from time to time in midair.

Carrying a basket, the man with broad shoulders and narrow waist walked step by step, as if he had stepped out of a painting, beautiful but unreal.

Not far away, Xie Qian, who was bending over to pick up petals, didn't notice this, but his perception was more acute. Even if his back was turned, he could still feel gazes falling on him from time to time, and that gaze was a little... scorching.

And the direction of that line of sight is exactly the direction of Bai Zhitong.

But Xie Qian didn't look back, and still focused on picking up the petals.

The jacaranda blooms very lushly, but its petals also fall from time to time.

(End of this chapter)