Anti-Japanese sharpshooter

Chapter 4
Chapter 4

Jiang Tiandao thought sadly: Sometimes it is not a happy thing to be served and fed by a beautiful woman, such as now.

The scalding pumpkin porridge, Xing'er girl forcefully brought spoonful after spoonful to his mouth, and then forced him to open his mouth with a vicious voice.

"Open your mouth! Drink!" The beauty stared fiercely, which is not at all good-looking.

Jiang Tiandao opened his mouth, then spit it out in a puff, and sucked his tongue, "Hiss..."

"You! Do you know that it's shameful to waste food? I kindly made you millet pumpkin porridge to heal your wounds, and you just vomited it?" Xing'er raised her brows upside down, as if she was about to lose her temper.

"Hot..." Jiang Tiandao said pitifully. He had never been afraid of anyone when dealing with drug dealers and devils on the battlefield. Today, he became short of breath when facing a country girl who turned out to be an inexplicable hero.

"What's hot? Don't you know that the porridge tastes better if you drink it hot? Open your mouth! If you dare to spit it out again, I'll find your chief and sue you for wasting food!"

Ten minutes later, Jiang Tiandao finally completed the task and drank a whole bowl of steaming millet pumpkin porridge. Only then did Xing'er withdraw the murderous look on her face and boasted with a smile on her face : "That's good, it would have been better if it had been like this for a long time."

There were black lines on Jiang Tiandao's face, but he didn't dare to contradict him again, he just kept sucking in the cold air, and the tip of his tongue was still hot and painful.

Especially when a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl said that he was good, Jiang Tiandao's old face was a little feverish.

But the embarrassment was not over yet, Xing'er put the bowl on the table, took off her shoes and went to bed.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Tiandao instinctively retracted his body a little.

"Nonsense, hurry up and untie your clothes." Xing'er sat beside him and said impatiently.

"Undress...what are you doing..." Jiang Tiandao blushed instantly, he was still a department-level cadre, besides, he was injured and had trouble moving.

"You're stupid, of course I want to see how your wound is doing, and change your medicine." Xing'er glanced at him dissatisfied, as if she thought he was stupid, and shouted outside: "Father! Bring in the medicine from outside, and I'll scrub the wound for this silly boy."

There was a sound from outside the door, and the old man came in with a medicine bowl: "Xing'er, come on, dad, it's not convenient for you to be a big girl."

"It's inconvenient, what's the inconvenience, you clumsy one, don't open his wound again, give it to me!" Xing'er didn't take her father's words to heart at all, instead she waved her hand to ask him to go away.

The old man rolled his eyes, but there was nothing he could do with his daughter, so he had to put the medicine bowl there and walked out by himself.

Xing'er picked up the medicine bowl and turned her face to find Jiang Tiandao curled up in the corner of the kang, with his arms folded on his chest, looking at her nervously, like a poor little daughter-in-law.

"Pfft! Stupid, I'm not a devil, what are you afraid of?" Xing'er said and poked his forehead lightly with her finger.

Jap?Jiang Tiandao was in awe, his current expression really looked like a little daughter-in-law who was going to be ruined by devils.

"Quick, take off your clothes!" Xing'er deliberately put on a sullen face, and then sternly drank.

Jiang Tiandao didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and quickly pulled his clothes and opened a hole: "Is this the way to go?"

Xing'er glanced at it, but her face turned red immediately, and she slapped Jiang Tiandao on the head: "Stinky boy, you are playing LM!"

Jiang Tiandao was dumbfounded, and he stretched too far.

There was no other way, she spent a long time trying to cover her clothes with a mournful face, only then did Xing'er hate him and came over to rub the medicine on him.

However, although Xing'er's mouth is fierce, her hands are still very gentle and careful. A few slender and supple fingers were dipped in the liquid medicine and gently rubbed on Jiang Tiandao's wound. There was no pain at all, but a kind of itching Crisp feeling.

"Boy, are you really Li Yunlong's soldier?" Xing'er asked while rubbing the medicine.

"Hmm..." Jiang Tiandao replied with a guilty conscience.

"Then why are the clothes you are wearing different from what they are wearing?" Xing'er stopped her hands and stared at him strangely and asked.

Jiang Tiandao was stunned: Yes, he was still wearing the camouflage field uniform of the 21st century, which was far from the gray and gray uniform of the Eighth Route Army.

"This... this was snatched from the devil." Jiang Tiandao dealt with it indiscriminately.

"Needless to say, I also know that I snatched it from devils. The shoes and hat on your feet are things that only devils have." Xing'er was not suspicious, and said excitedly there: "There are still , why is your gun so long, is it also snatched from the devil?"

gun?Jiang Tiandao was shocked, what about his "two tigers"?If you touch it casually, there is no gun by your side.

"Where's my gun?" Jiang Tiandao was about to get up, and Xing'er was so shocked that he almost knocked over the medicine bowl in his hand, and the medicine juice spilled all over the kang.

"Brat, what are you doing? I boiled the medicine for several hours, and you just knocked it over for me." Xing'er was annoyed when she saw it.

Jiang Tiandao didn't care about talking to her, his eyes just looked around the room anxiously: "Tell me, where is my gun?"

No matter in war time or peace time, a gun is the life of a soldier, and "Two Tigers" are his darlings. When a gun exists, even a gun cannot kill a man!
Xing'er knocked the medicine bowl on the table, jumped off the kang and went out. After a while, she came back angrily, and threw the things in her hand on the kang: "Hmph! Isn't it just a broken gun? Here it is !"

Seeing that the "two tigers" were not lost on the battlefield, Jiang Tiandao finally heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly hugged the sniper rifle in his arms, stroking the barrel with his hand lovingly.

"What an idiot, he's almost dead, and holding a broken gun is closer than holding a daughter-in-law." Xing'er stood aside and said sourly.

"That's right, a gun is closer than a wife. Even if you don't marry a wife in this life, you can't lose your gun." Jiang Tiandao made no secret of his "devotion" to "Two Tigers".

Xing'er stared at her almond eyes as if seeing a freak: "Fool, do you have a beautiful wife in your arms?"

Jiang Tiandao was stunned.

"Can your broken gun cook for you?"

Jiang Tiandao black line.

"Can your broken gun keep you warm?"

"Can your broken gun give you a baby?"

Jiang Tiandao collapsed.

"Look, silly boy, you can't, so you still have to marry a wife, you see, when you marry a wife, someone will cook for you, wash your clothes, warm your bed, and give birth to your baby. How wonderful." Xing'er jumped onto the kang, and continued to rub the medicine on him while talking proudly.

Jiang Tiandao just lowered his head, holding the gun, without saying a word.

Xing'er suddenly remembered something, and poked Jiang Tiandao's forehead with her finger: "Stinky boy, I forgot to ask, have you married a wife?"

(End of this chapter)