May The Peace Be With You In The Golden Age

"..."

Sister Fang held back a smile and reminded: "Chief, Meng Fan doesn't like..."

Before the words were finished, Meng Fan's sharp eyes swept across, and Sister Fang swallowed the words behind. Don't look at Meng Fan's good temper, but if he is angry, being silent can scare people to death.

Meng Xingyi wanted to be the best father in the world. He thought he was a competent person, and he was still cheering in his heart. Seeing that my son didn't say a word, I decided to continue to talk.

"Son, you are not young anymore, do you have a girl you like?"

This topic is really changed too quickly and too vigorously.

Sister Fang and Liu Yong both looked at Meng Fan in surprise, but they were also curious in their hearts! What kind of girl can match Meng Fan?

"I'm only twenty." Meng Fan said very little, and it was hard to guess his mind.

Just when everyone thought Meng Fan would not be speaking, he added, "It is not yet the legal age for marriage."

Knowing the son Mo Ruo father, Meng Xingyi was surprised and delighted. My son actually thinks of the legal marriage age, is there a girl he likes?

"Which one? Classmate or comrade-in-arms? Art troupe? Song and dance troupe? Hospital?" Meng Xingzhi guessed with great interest. "These are all good. Our family doesn't pay attention to family background, anyway you like it."

Meng Fan gracefully put down the chopsticks in his hand, and Feng eyes calmly looked at the excited middle-aged man in front of him, "Dad, you think too much."

"Really? You can talk about a partner at the age of twenty. Your brother had a partner last year. He is three years younger than you! You haven't talked about a partner until now. It seems strange."

"..."

"Chief, Meng Ping’s current target has long been different from last year. And you can’t use Meng Ping to compare him, he is strange!" Sister Fang decided to say something for Meng Fan. Meng Fan's belt was broken.

"Huh?" Meng Xingzhi's eyes widened and said unhappily: "This bastard, I won't break his leg when I see him come back."

"Add another bowl of rice." Meng Xingzhi saw his son eat a bowl. He stood up and served him one night, and said with concern: "Eat more and don't be hungry."

Sister Fang also said with concern: "Yes! This time you must get your body well before returning to the army."

Meng Fan came back this time mainly because of pneumonia, and the field training was to save a comrade who fell into the valley and broke his leg. He carried the other party on his back in the heavy rain and walked dozens of miles of mountain roads.

The one who broke his leg is still living in the hospital!

His pneumonia is almost healed, that is, he hangs two bottles of saline in the infirmary in the compound every day.

"Thank you, enough!"

"Not enough, how is this enough."

Meng Fanfeng narrowed his eyes and said faintly, "Dad, you are enough!"

"..." Meng Xingzhi smiled awkwardly, hahaha... his son was angry. It's all because my son usually comes back too little. He is either in the army or in school throughout the year, and he counts ten fingers when he can be at home.

He was full of his father's love and couldn't vent it. On the contrary, he saw Meng Ping's demon king and became angry.

"When is there a girl in Uncle Ping's house?" he asked casually.

"You're talking about the girl who came this morning? Huh... how did you know?" He remembered his son had a fever in the middle of the night and didn't get up until almost noon.

"Encountered!" Thinking of coming out of the bathroom, just to see the girl's head stuffed in the water, his white jade face was dyed with a layer of magnificent crimson, it was truly thrilling.

Fortunately, with his head down, no one can see.