He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Xuan chuckled: "It must be the head of your family who called."

Song Ran hurried over there, Song Guoqing shouted: "You girl, you are all pregnant, walk slowly."

Mother Wu whispered: "This kid just doesn't make people worry."

Half an hour ago, the Southeast Military Region’s rocket construction base and the large canteen, the logistics staff set up the canteen, and there were lights and festoons everywhere. It was a New Year’s atmosphere.

In a moment, some actors from the art troupe will perform on stage to show condolences to the remaining soldiers.

The soldiers in the cooking squad have been preparing New Year's Eve dinner from the morning.

There are about 500 experts and soldiers in the rocket construction base, all of them staying here to celebrate the New Year because of this mission, and Gu Jingxing is no exception.

He has been looking at his watch since the morning. After this task is over, he must take some time to call his family Xiao Ran.

At the time of the New Year's Eve dinner, everyone was full of enthusiasm. He found a space and ran out.

Even in the New Year, the temperature here in the Southeast Military Region is very warm, about twenty degrees Celsius. He wore a single undershirt inside and a military jacket outside.

The cafeteria was about a mile away from the communication company, so he rushed all the way to the communication company.

Xiao Xu of the communications company saw him and already dialed the phone for him: "Gu Tuan, let's call my sister-in-law. I have already dialed the number two for you."

Gu Jingxing smiled: "Thank you."

It's nearly twenty degrees here, and Haicheng is only about two degrees below zero.

One was in a single coat and the other was in a coat. Song Ran was sitting on the sofa, listening to the person on the other end of the phone panting slightly, with a smile unconsciously in her voice: "What run?"

Gu Jingxing's deep voice came: "Have you eaten the New Year's Eve dinner?"

Song Ran responded softly: "Just about to eat, you called, did you eat?"

Gu Jingxing put one hand in his pocket and the other with the receiver: "They are all eating in the cafeteria, and I will find out and call you."

"Aren't you hungry? Why don't you come out and call after eating a little bit?"

"I'm not hungry, there will be performances by actors from the art troupe in a while."

Song Ran snorted, "Are you rushing back to watch other people's performances?"

Gu Jingxing chuckled, "Who is acting in a show that can make my daughter-in-law look good?"

Song Ran sighed: "Occasionally, I change my taste. Isn't there any beauty in the Art Troupe of the Southeast Military Region?"

Gu Jingxing smiled indulgingly: "I don't think so, it seems to be called Jingjing, she looks white and watery, all of them are beautiful, and I look pretty good."

Song Ran snorted, "Jingjing? I think it's a fairy, and I'm so confused by Captain Gu."

Gu Jingxing raised his hand unconsciously and remembered that his little vinegar jar was not by his side. He took his hand back angrily and coaxed her: "I was joking with you, where is Jingjing? I bury my head in work every day, and even see women. No, don't worry about my little madman, eh?"

Song Ran gritted his teeth, thinking, if this stinky man is by his side, he has to bite him hard and always make fun of her.

The cafeteria not far away is already noisy. The soldiers can't go home and reunite with their families during the New Year's Day. They can only be enthusiastic and think hard for the time being.

Song Ran heard the noise on the other end of the phone, and remembered that he hadn't eaten yet, so he said, "Head Gu, go eat."

"Don't rush to eat, Xiao Ran, how are you doing? Are you still vomiting? How is your appetite? Have you lost weight?"