"I was so happy on Sunday morning. I picked up Miss Xin'er and got in the car."

In the morning in the countryside, the air is fresh.

The rays of sunshine are beginning to appear, and hundreds of birds are combing their feathers.

Facing the slight morning breeze.

Luo Xuan rode his bicycle, pulling Miss Zhang Xin, and set off straight to the urban area of ​​Jiangnei.

"Giggle--"

The birds chirping in the morning are crisp and clear.

Zhang Xin's laughter makes people feel even more happy.

"What do you sing? It's a weird tune."

Zhang Xin giggled: "Everyone else sings "Return from Target Shooting" and "Song of the Guerrilla".

Or "Night in the Suburbs of Moscow", "Fight the Jackal and Change the Sky" or something like that.

You are the only one who is different, and you have to sing these songs that you made up. Hahaha, it makes me laugh to death."

"Hehe, I'm happy to!"

Luo Xuan laughed and said: "When you walk, you just follow other people's paths, leaving them with nowhere to go. When you sing, you have to sing your own songs, so they can't figure out whether I'm out of tune or not?"

"Gee, no wonder my sister likes to talk about things related to you every time she comes home from work."

Zhang Xin smiled and said: "It turns out that being with you makes me so happy!"

Luo Xuan replied: "Your sister and I haven't had much contact. It was that time when she went to Wanchang Commune to sell chayote seedlings.

I once sat in the same car with your sister for a while."

Zhang Xin smiled and said: "Actually, the length of time when people get along with each other does not matter in many cases.

Sometimes, even though two people have been together for a long time, they feel that they are far apart from each other."

"Who is it obviously?"

Luo Xuan didn't want to discuss too many emotional issues with Zhang Xiner.

So he opened his mouth and deliberately brought the topic into the ditch: "Who is this obviously getting along with?"

"Kick-kick"

Zhang Xin smiled even more happily: "It's so fun to be with you, I'm really happy. Oh, by the way."

"Luo Xuan, don't you know how to write songs? Can you write one for me?"

Zhang Xin asked with a smile, "I want to participate in the National Day performance.

The leader of our medical department said that if I win an award, not only can I be given an additional score for my ideological and moral character.

Moreover, when I graduated, the school leaders would also give me a few special comments.

In this case, if I am assigned a job in the future, the job position I may get will be much better."

Luo Xuan shook his head: "Comrade Zhang Xin! I have to criticize you severely: in revolutionary work, you are not allowed to be picky.

We should be like a brick, moving it wherever it is needed in the organization."

"no!"

Zhang Xin stretched out her hand and twisted Luo Xuan's waist: "I just want to go to the pharmacy or laboratory of the county hospital. I don't want to be on duty in the ward.

Working two shifts can mess up your work and rest habits."

"I beg you."

Zhang Xin pressed Luo Xuan's back and shook her vigorously: "Working the night shift makes you age quickly."

"Alright alright!"

Seeing the warmth coming from his back, Luo Xuan had no choice but to say: "Then I will teach you the song "Good Days"."

"Hey, the happy gongs and drums bring joy every year, and the beautiful dances bring joy every day.

Today is a good day. We open the door to welcome the spring breeze."

Zhang Xin exclaimed: "Oh, this song is great! The melody is cheerful and makes people feel full of joy.

Singing this song at the National Day performance is so fitting! Hahaha, it seems that I have hope of winning the award."

Zhang Xin couldn't help but be happy,

In order to express her gratitude to Luo Xuan, she pressed her closer.

Not to mention,

This kind of bicycle with a warm backrest is a pleasure to ride!

Good luck.

When they entered the urban area of ​​Jiangnei, Luo Xuan and Zhang Xin parted ways.

She was only responsible for pulling her to the city. As for the way back, Zhang Xin would naturally find a way.

sometimes,

There will also be tractors going to the school, or people riding bicycles.

In this day and age, as long as you wave your hand, most people will be willing to help.

This is an era of cleanliness and righteousness, a prosperous year.

Everyone is willing to help others.

Putting Zhang Xin down, Luo Xuan rode his bicycle and headed straight to the frog market in Jiangnei City.

There is already a lot of food in my space now, so there is no need to grow so much more food.

Luo Xuan planned to buy some fruit seedlings and plant more fruit trees in the space in the future.

As for what Zhang Xin wants to buy, she can only do it by herself.

Going to a department store with a girl like this?

That is simply asking for trouble for yourself.

"Hey, this guy! He's so lucky. How about changing the girl next to him?"

Luo Xuan just put Zhang Xin down,

Then I heard a series of faint, familiar voices coming from the ice cream stall on the roadside.

Looking towards the source of the sound, it turned out to be the guys from Mo Shanpao whom I had beaten before.

He was squatting behind the ice cream stall on the edge of the road.

Playing popsicles there.

Zhang Xin asked: "Luo Xuan, do you know them?"

Luo Xuan nodded: "Acquaintances are definitely the kind of friends who get along well."

Zhang Xin smiled slightly: "That's it, I'm going to go shopping first. Let's break up here. Goodbye."

Luo Xuan nodded: "Go ahead, it's better to leave early and come back early."

Zhang Xin saw that the situation was not right and was ready to retreat!

Mo Shanpao's group wore old military caps, obsolete military uniforms, and military belts around their waists.

Their outfits are very fashionable.

It is definitely not those students in technical secondary schools or those young students in the production team.

It's affordable to equip.

Zhang Xin couldn't help but feel a little numb when she saw the 10 or so city residents!

In fact, she was very clever and had probably already figured out that Mo Shanpao and his gang of city dwellers didn't seem to have a very good relationship with Luo Xuan.

Because Zhang Xin looked at Luo Xuan from Mo Shan's eyes.

Zhang Xin has already felt it, there is a slight, unfriendly smell

but,

Ms. Zhang Xin, who is good at settling small accounts and also attaches great importance to protecting her own rights and interests, does not want to get involved in this matter.

Even if the group of young people in front of them really want to cause trouble for Luo Xuan.

Zhang Xin considered that she might not be able to help at all if she stayed at the scene.

on the contrary,

If he stayed, he might become a burden to Luo Xuan: at least it wouldn't be that convenient for Luo Xuan if he wanted to escape, right?

Therefore, Miss Zhang Xin felt something was wrong and wanted to run away immediately.

"Hey, brother, your horses have run away."
To be continued...