The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 479 No Romantic Marriage Proposal
One afternoon, the two of them spent about two hours catching only two small fish. In the end, it seemed that they could not catch any big fish, so they had to give up, packed up and went back.

Afterwards, even making dumplings, the little girl insisted on coming over to join in the fun, and gave her a dough, and after teaching her to make dumplings, she didn't make two, and was attracted by other things.

"Tiantian, don't you have a paintbrush, you can use the paintbrush to paint your plane beautifully."

Ding Xiaojun didn't want the little girl to disturb the three of them making dumplings, so he came up with an idea.

"Yeah, I want to paint my big plane better."

When Ding Xiaojun said this, the little girl ran out in a hurry as if she had found something interesting.

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The dinner was also quite rich, with dumplings, fried small fish, and two roasted small fish, plus a lotus vegetable, which was much richer than the two used to. The child and his family left, and Ding Xiaojun was left alone. There was a TV room in the camp, but there was no signal, and the main thing was money.

Ding Xiaojun, who had nothing to do, returned to the dormitory, lay on the bed, and flipped through a book sent by Wang Zhiyong.

I don't know how long I watched, there was a knock on the door outside, and after that, Spike opened the door and walked in.

Langya seemed very tired. After entering the dormitory, he ran straight to his den, and closed his eyes as he crawled.

Ding Xiaojun wanted to call Langya to eat something, but seeing that Langya looked tired, he stopped calling him. He turned a page of the book and continued to read.

When a person is calm, he forgets about the time, and before he knows it, he has finished reading a book. Of course, he has only read it once, not all the knowledge in it has been mastered. This will have to be read later, Wen Gu And Zhixin is such a truth.

Putting down the book and looking out the window, it was already very late. Ding Xiaojun put down the book, turned off the light, and fell asleep. Maybe it was because he didn't have a good rest the night before, or maybe his heart calmed down, and soon , he fell into dreamland.

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The next day, Ding Xiaojun didn't get up early. Maybe it was because he slept too soundly. It was Lu Xiaoqiang who came to call him. It was also time for dinner. Lu Xiaoqiang came here because he was not at ease when he saw that he hadn't come out yet.

Ding Xiaojun changed into regular clothes. Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, the beginning of a year. At the dinner table, Ding Xiaojun told Lu Xiaoqiang that he was going out for a day to see his girlfriend. Of course Lu Xiaoqiang was full of it. accepted.

After breakfast, Ding Xiaojun tidied up, put on a good mood and went out. Fortunately, during the Spring Festival, all passenger transport works were still operating normally, but there was a lot less. Ding Xiaojun stopped the bus at the side of the road and entered the city.

During the Spring Festival, the originally bustling city was much deserted, and most of the shops on the street were closed. Ding Xiaojun found a small shop by the station and went in. He first reported his father's safety by public phone, and then Call Wang Yan.

On the phone, Wang Yan was also very surprised. This was the first time Ding Xiaojun called on his own initiative in a long time.

"I'm at home, that is, in my village."

On the phone, Wang Yan's voice trembled a little.

Listening to Wang Yan's voice, Ding Xiaojun felt as if she had been wronged.

"You wait at home, I will find you right away."

After hanging up the phone, Ding Xiaojun didn't go to the bus stop anymore. He knew that the black bus was much faster than the bus, and he also knew that there were black cars to sit near the bus station.

After finding a black car and negotiating the price, the car set off, but the book fee is really not cheap, but thinking about it, it is not easy for people to come out to waste business during the Chinese New Year.

The car did not pass through Shuangbai County, but drove directly from the fork road to Shuangshi Town. Usually, it takes nearly three hours for the bus to reverse back and forth, so the driver should be on the runway for more than an hour.

I got off the car at the intersection of the trail closest to the stockade where Wang Yan was. Ding Xiaojun was not familiar with this place. It was not the place where he walked with Wang Yan, but Ding Xiaojun knew that he came from the right place. Familiar signs were found.

Ding Xiaojun went up the alley, he didn't know why he wanted to see Wang Yan so urgently, maybe it was Wang Yan's voice on the phone that made him a little uneasy.

Finally, walking into the village, Ding Xiaojun found the bamboo building he was familiar with according to his memory.

He walked quickly to the door and pushed it open, only to see many people standing in the courtyard, many of them were old women.

"You came."

Wang Yan turned her head and looked at Ding Xiaojun.

"What's going on here?"

Ding Xiaojun looked at the tears still on Wang Yan's face, and at the old women in the courtyard who were not Wang Yan's relatives, and asked Wang Yan.

"It's nothing, why did you come here all of a sudden?"

Wang Yan put on a fake and false smile.

"I miss you, come to see you, Yan, I have thought about it, I will be 26 years old this year, I want to get married, will you marry me?"

Ding Xiaojun didn't know where he had the courage to make him say such things.

Is this a marriage proposal?

If you have to give a definition, then of course forget it.

It's just that this marriage proposal is not romantic enough.

Hearing Ding Xiaojun's words, Wang Yan was stunned.

"What did you say?"

"I said, will you marry me?"

Ding Xiao said again, his voice was not loud, but he spoke clearly.

Wang Yan didn't speak, tears flowed out first.

"Yan, don't cry, don't cry, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Wang Yan crying, Ding Xiaojun became a little anxious.

"I've been waiting for your words for eight years. It's been eight years. You made me wait so hard."

After Wang Yan finished speaking, she threw herself into Ding Xiaojun's arms.

"I am willing."

Wang Yan in Ding Xiaojun's arms spoke loudly in his ear.

"Then don't cry, it really doesn't look good when you cry."

Ding Xiaojun supported Wang Yan's shoulders, pushed Wang Yan away a little, looked at her face and said.

"I'm happy, I'm happy, really."

Wang Yan was crying, with a smile on her lips, she couldn't tell whether she was crying or laughing.

Suddenly, Wang Yan turned around and spoke loudly to the people in the courtyard in Yi language.

"This is my man, he is Han Chinese, just now, he proposed to me, and I also agreed, I already have a man..."

The people in the courtyard were stunned for a moment, and then one by one came to say a few words of blessing to Wang Yan, and then left one by one.

After everyone left, Wang Yan took Ding Xiaojun and walked into the house. After entering the house, Wang Yan pressed Ding Xiaojun on the chair, and was busy carrying the pot and pouring water.

(End of this chapter)