MTL - Princess too Young, Prince too Old-Chapter 1131 Happy and sad
The main house of Jing'an County.
After a busy day, when Du Heng returned, it was all dark. The owner of Jing'an County was still busy in the kitchen. Du Heng changed clothes and entered the kitchen. Seeing the Jing'an County Lord busy entering and leaving the ground, I was embarrassed: "Axiu. Can I help you?"
"Yes." The Jing'an County Lord smiled at him slightly. "You'll eat it for a while, try to eat as much as you can. It's a big help for me."
Du Heng felt like he was hitting an arrow in his mouth, but it was a gentle arrow, and not only was the honey smeared on the arrow. Also adjusted the oil. Du Heng felt that the whole body was too sweet and sweet.
He hugs the Lord of Jing'an from behind, resting his chin on the shoulder of the Lord of Jing'an, like a sticky badger dog: "Axiu. I'm so rare for you."
The Lord of Jing'an laughed. With three hot silks in his hand. The soft voice said to Du Heng: "The last dish is over, and that's it. We'll have a good drink for a while, and we will keep the age together."
"Okay. Keeping the old age together," Du Heng was so anxious in his heart, he felt that the sweetness was about to overflow. He had to do something. Right now, he kissed the lord of Jing'an County and kissed him. He made the prince of Jing'an County into a spring water. Then, "Axiu, I have lived for thirty-seven years. For the first time, a woman Zhang Luo spent the New Year in order to be busy and busy, Axiu, in my heart ... my heart is soothing ... very happy ... "
Du Heng's voice was a little choked. In the twelve years of southern Xinjiang, he followed Lu Zhishan and his **** career. He was a heroic hero who had no regrets in his life, but also a sorrowful life. How many brothers died elsewhere The soldiers died on the New Year's Eve every year, it seems that there are fewer people around them, and every New Year's Eve, it seems that there are many new faces around them.
Come and go, life and death, this is the nature of the battlefield. He was used to it in the morning, but still felt lonely and desolate. At that time, he didn't know how long this battle would last. At that time, he didn't know who his brother was. Will fall, at that time, he didn't know if he could endure the next New Year's Eve ...
Nowadays, he is in the bustling place of Beijing Normal University and ranks on the humerus. Not only that, he also holds the best woman in the world in his arms.
Suddenly he felt a little uncomfortable, for the hardships and pains of those years, and for the many brothers who would always stay in southern Xinjiang.
At this moment, he was happy and sad.
The Lord of Jing'an seemed to understand Du Heng's feelings very well. Now she was no longer busy with the hot dish. She turned around Hu Heng and held Du Heng in her neck. It seemed that her mother was comforting her sad child. She He couldn't stop kissing Du Heng's forehead, and said softly, "Du Heng, we will be good, we will live this year well, we will live well every year, and we will live well every day."
"Well, we're all fine," Du Heng whispered, squinting in the neck of the Lord of Jing'an County. When he raised his head, he was obviously a little embarrassed. He sucked his nose in concealment, and started from the desk case. After the plate of hot Sansi, asked the owner of Jing'an County, "Are you ready?"
"Sesame oil hasn't been added yet," the main road of Jing'an County, took the sesame oil from the table, poured it on it, and smiled at Du Heng slightly. "Now it's fine."
"Then let's go eat New Year's Eve," Du Heng went out of the kitchen with one hot wire in his hand and one with Jingan County Master. "Axiu, I told you, I've been hungry for a long time, and lunch is now Didn't eat anything. "
