Zhang Guilan went to the city and brought back a man, who was young and good-looking. People who usually didn't say hello couldn't help being curious and came up to say hello.

"Sister-in-law, is this your sister?"

"She's so good-looking."

"How old are you? It looks like you're not married yet, right?"

"Does anyone have a family?"

Wherever there are women, there are many things going on.

Zhang Guilan answered several people one by one, and her attitude was a bit more amiable than usual, "Yes, my dear sister, I am twenty this year and there is no one left. If you have any good friends, don't forget me, my dear sister."

With a shy look on her face, Milan blushed and called her sister-in-law one by one. When she entered the room, a thin layer of sweat poured out from her forehead.

Zhang Guilan is only eighteen this year, ten years younger than Luo Jijun. Speaking of which, Luo Jijun can be regarded as an old cow eating young grass. However, Zhang Guilan is too fat, so Milan, who is three years older than her, is still several years younger than her.

After taking off her outer clothes, Zhang Guilan breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "The people in the compound are so welcoming. You will get used to it gradually. Look at the two rooms and one living room. It is convenient for you to live there. You don't have to move when you find a job in the future."

Now, just live here so you can be my companion."

Of course Zhang Guilan's words were polite, but the most reassuring thing is to find someone for Milan so that she won't care where he goes.

Milan took it seriously and refused in a panic, "Guilan, this can't be done. How can I live in your house? When I find a job, I will move to the staff dormitory. This is convenient. That's it.

, I know you are doing it for my own good, but traveling back and forth like this is too hard and a waste of money."

"We'll talk about this later, you stay here first." Zhang Guilan also likes to discuss these future things, "You stay at home, I'll buy some green onions, and we'll make dumplings later."

"Guilan, you can eat whatever you have at home. I'm not a guest." Milan was a little tired and not as nervous as before. He sat on the chair in a daze.

"It's okay. When you are tired, just go back to bed and lie down." Zhang Guilan suddenly reminded her, "The west room is Jijun's study. There are some books in it. If you like, go and look through it."

Milan graduated from junior high school and is considered a cultural person in the village.

Zhang Guilan guessed that Milan would be walking around after she left, so instead of letting her sneak into Luo Jijun's house, she might as well say it herself without saying anything else, at least it would not make her feel happy.

Sure enough, Milan's face turned pale again when she heard Zhang Guilan's words, "I'm tired too. Let's go back to bed and lie down for a while."

The thoughts that I originally had were no longer in the mood after being disturbed by Zhang Guilan.

Zhang Guilan went downstairs proudly. It's fate that makes people angry but doesn't pay for it, right?

In the last life, Milan treated her as a fool, but in this new life he knew who she was, and he would not let her have her way. Even the word "Ji Jun" was becoming more and more fluent when he said it.

Zhang Guilan went directly to the canteen downstairs. There is a public phone here, and a call costs one yuan per minute. At this time, most people are not qualified to install a phone. The phone in the canteen was installed by the team, just to facilitate the people in the team and their families.

people contact.

He said he was calling, but Zhang Guilan really didn't know where to call. Luo Jijun went out for training, but he didn't leave a message for a long time. He had been gone for more than half a month, and there was no news at all.

"Is there the phone number of Battalion Commander Yang's office here?" Zhang Guilan knew that these phone numbers were stored.

The old lady who opened the canteen was the mother of a martyr. Her son wanted to go there and she was alone, so the army arranged for her to come here and opened a canteen for her. She usually sold things to earn some living expenses.

The old lady was thin but energetic. She looked like she was seventy, but she didn't look old at all. She quickly took out a black book, found Yang Zongguo's phone number and handed it over.

Pressing the number above, Zhang Guilan dialed and answered after two rings. When she heard Yang Zongguo's voice, Zhang Guilan spoke directly, "Battle Commander Yang, right? My name is Zhang Guilan. I have something to contact Jijun.

I wonder if you can contact him?"

Yang Zongguo was very happy and called Zhang Guilan directly. Zhang Guilan wrote it down without using a pen. After hanging up the phone, he dialed directly. The phone rang for a long time. When Zhang Guilan thought that no one would answer the phone and was about to hang up, the person on the other end

The phone was picked up.

"Which one?"

There were only two words, but Zhang Guilan still recognized that it was Luo Jijun and was ready to talk. However, when she heard his voice, she felt aggrieved. She bit her lip and couldn't say a word.

She even wanted to impulsively ask him if he really regarded her as his wife?

But she couldn't ask, and she knew that with her bad reputation in the village, she couldn't accuse the other party.

"Hello, hello? Who are you?" Luo Jijun frowned, a little impatient.

Luo Jijun is only twenty-eight years old, but the steady temperament exuding from his whole body makes him feel safe and stable. His sharp facial features, wheat complexion, and green shirt show that he is clean and tidy at all times.

It reveals his rigorous side. He is obviously wearing an ordinary military uniform, but when he wears it, he has another perfect, mature, elegant, and clean movement that fully embodies the military side.

You see him answering the phone, leaning against the table, looking careless, but his dark eyes are sharp, like a cheetah trying to pounce on its prey in the dark.

"Jijun, it's me." Zhang Guilan found her voice, and then became more and more calm, "I met Milan in the city. She came to the city to work alone. I blamed her for something bad and took her home.

Well, after thinking about it for a while, I think I should tell you about this."

Zhang Guilan directly concealed the truth she knew. In fact, she thought about asking Luo Jijun directly if she still had Milan in her heart. But in this way, she felt that she was back on the old path of her whole life, and she didn't need Milan to do anything.

This easily destroyed the relationship between her and Luo Jijun.

There was no sound from the other end of the phone for a long time. Zhang Guilan knew that Luo Jijun had not hung up, but this silence made her feel extremely uncomfortable, and she felt like she was being excluded.

Luo Jijun was leaning on the table, looking out the window, as if deep in thought. He only wore a green military shirt on his upper body. The afterglow coming in from the window made his figure elongated, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

He was in a very bad mood at this time, and he slowly opened his tightly pursed lips, "I know."

Zhang Guilan continued to wait, but what came was still silence, with a wry smile on his face, but his voice was calm and without a trace of waves, "Okay, I'll hang up, you can take care of yourself over there."

With a click, Zhang Guilan almost hung up the phone in a panic.

On the other end of the phone, Luo Jijun frowned but never relaxed. Finally, he picked up the phone uneasily and quickly called Yang Zongguo. Yang Zongguo packed his things and was about to go home when he received a call from Luo Jijun.

Stunned.

"Jijun, something happened at home? Just now my sister-in-law and I asked for your phone number, and your phone number came over again? If you need anything, just say it directly." Yang Zongguo was very enthusiastic.

"Did you tell my wife about Milan?" This was Luo Jijun's first thought.

"Milan? You said the one from your village? No, what's wrong? What happened?" Yang Zongguo suddenly thought, thinking that when he told his mother that day, his daughter-in-law must have heard it. Could it be that the daughter-in-law did something else?

"It's nothing. It's just that my wife has taken her home. Please help me and take care of her." Luo Jijun always talks little. To be able to say these words shows that he is really anxious.
Chapter completed!