The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

The further we go, the wider the road and the louder the noise.

You can already hear the shouts of sales from the loudspeakers in front of you, and the singing of operas...

There is also the fragrant smell of barbecue, which floats into the nostrils through the mixed-smelling crowd, refreshing and refreshing.

In front of you is the main shopping mall of Linying Market. It must be lively, interesting, delicious and fun. No wonder there are so many people.

Along the way, Tang Jiao had already gotten a general idea from the conversations between people on the left and right.

But as luck would have it, they could only move forward to take a few glances before moving on. After all, they still had 20 kilometers to go, so they couldn't waste too much time at the beginning.

Tang Jiao didn't tell his family about this military training hike.

She had never participated in such an activity. Because of her illness, she rarely had the opportunity to go out and have fun. This military training had such a rare activity, and she didn't want to miss it again.

Tang Jiao raised his head and looked forward on tiptoe. He saw that he was in the center of the Great Mart in front of him. If he continued walking along the second half of the main road, he should be able to get out.

Next, which way should we go?

While in the car, Xiao Jingchuan gave her a rough outline of the key road signs and directions for each section of the road, and she wrote down the first half of it in a booklet.

The one behind... was naturally asleep and didn't hear it.

Thinking of this, she let go of Chen Mili's backpack and struggled to dig it out behind her back. After sealing the first chapter, she rolled the book into a roll and stuffed it in the side pocket of her backpack.

She reached out and grabbed it, but it was empty.

He raised his eyes in confusion, then reached in and touched it with difficulty.

Still empty.

Gone? !

Tang Jiao stopped in surprise and turned around anxiously. He wanted to take off his backpack and look through it, but was pushed by an aunt wearing a floral top.

"Young man, why are you standing there in a daze? Let's go quickly. My lottery number will be delayed."

Auntie was so angry that her pubic area was filled with anger. She stabbed her lower body and squeezed past several people. Tang Jiao felt that his ribs creaked as they were squeezed.

Taking advantage of the aunt's move, she took off her backpack and slung it over her chest. She rummaged through several pockets, but the booklet was nowhere to be seen.

"Tang Jiao, what's wrong?" Chen Mili turned around and asked.

Tang Jiao was about to speak when he was suddenly hit in the back by someone squeezing over.

Yes.

I was bumped into several times when I was squeezing all the way, so the booklet must have been dropped on the road.

She looked up at the crowd that was gradually relaxing, and then looked back at the flow of people behind her that had slowed down slightly.

Tang Jiao's delicate brows twisted slightly, and he hesitated for a moment.

She patted Chen Mili on the shoulder and spoke very quickly: "I left my booklet behind. You go first and wait for me at the exit. I will catch up soon."

"Ah? There are too many people, Tang Jiao, you..."

Before Chen Mili could finish speaking, Tang Jiao turned around and squeezed in the opposite direction, almost colliding face to face with an old man with gray hair behind him who was pushing forward hard.

A pair of almond eyes widened.

The other pair of bright eyes, with age gaps around them, were also wide-open.

"What are you doing, little girl? You have to rush to the early market, how can you go back? It's unlucky!" Tong Ling looked up at the little green hat in front of her and scolded like an elder.

After saying that, he murmured and shook his head, looking for the bloody path opened by the aunt in front, and squeezed in, making the chaotic crowd even more lively.

Tang Jiao couldn't laugh or cry after being reprimanded incomprehensibly.

She hugged the big backpack tightly to her chest, which was almost covering her face, stretched out her hands to push away the crowd, and walked back against the flow of people.

"I'm sorry, please give in. Sorry, I'm sorry, please give in."

While she apologized profusely, she lowered her head and looked for him on the ground through the gap under her feet.

Pairs of sneakers, cloth shoes, leather shoes, high heels, walking in opposite directions with the front foot stepping on the back foot, and even a lonely cloth shoe lying on the ground, dusty from being stepped on.

The center of the big things gathering place can be said to be bustling with people.

A wide variety of products are displayed in scattered stalls. There are several rows of specialty food shops from various places set up on mobile wheels. There is also a large open space for craftsmen to perform and perform.

Xiao Jingchuan and his party walked all the way to the junction of the main road and the market. In front of them was a steady stream of people.

Xiao Jiacheng's mouth opened wide: "There are too many people here, they can compete with the annual temple fair in our hometown."

Lin Haojie, who originally said he wouldn't collect chapters, didn't even care about the excitement anymore. He took the booklet and pondered the next route, analyzing it while reading:

"The next point is related to taste. That's a shop selling food. Let's look for it here? Hey, it doesn't seem to be difficult. We can get three of them at once. Brother Xiao will know if they are there as soon as he takes action."

"It should be gone. This is the starting point. The entire 20 kilometers will not be so concentrated. Wait a moment -"

Xiao Jingchuan stopped mid-sentence, and his eyes stopped on the people in front of him who were all dressed in green and had their backs facing them.

"Wait what?"

Lin Haojie turned his head following Xiao Jingchuan's gaze and squinted his eyes in an effort to identify.

"It looks familiar...eh? What a coincidence! That's not Chen Mili and the others!"

"Chen Mili! Chen Mili!"

Several girls were anxiously waiting for Tang Jiao at the intersection. They waited left and right but still saw no one. They didn't have mobile phones and didn't dare to go separate ways to look for him. When Chen Mili heard the sound, he turned around and saw Xiao Jingchuan, and answered in surprise.

Xiao Jingchuan walked over and glanced left and right. He didn't see the person he expected and raised his eyelids.

"Where is Tang Jiaoren?"

"The Tang Zizi booklet fell, and she went back to look for it!"

Chen Mili didn't care to look at the male god at this moment. She stood on tiptoe and looked around several times, mumbling worriedly.

"It's been a while. How can she find it with so many people? It's so crowded that it's almost overwhelming."

Behind them, in the second half of the main road, there were already many green figures continuing to move forward together. They had to find all the chapters before six o'clock in the afternoon and arrive at the Blackhawks training camp 20 kilometers away. They couldn't do it at the same time. Staying in one place for too long.

Xiao Jingchuan looked at the dense flow of people as far as the eye could see. He didn't know what he thought of. He frowned, his face changed slightly, he raised his hand and patted Lin Haojie, and said in a deep voice:

"You guys set off together, keep an eye out and don't get separated again. I'll go find Tang Jiao."

After saying that, he took a long step and quickly turned back against the flow of people.

Xiao Jingchuan is tall and has strong movements. No matter how fierce the uncles and aunts are, they can't squeeze him away. But the young man is tall and handsome in military uniform. He has thick eyebrows, sharp eyes and a high nose.

After looking at it, he gave way considerately.

Crowded, rubbing shoulders.

Xiao Jingchuan took advantage of his height to quickly search the crowd, but there were too many people. Grandpas, aunts, old people, children, and a lot of students all dressed in green were mixed together. It was really not easy to find someone.

After searching a little further, Xiao Jingchuan saw from the corner of his eye a petite figure suddenly squatting down in the crowded crowd.

The moment she bent down, the person next to her raised her hand and knocked off her hat, revealing a familiar head, which was instantly submerged by the crowd.

Xiao Jingchuan watched this scene, his heart beating so fast that he skipped a beat.

With a cold face, he pushed aside the crowded crowd almost violently, and rushed over quickly with long strides.

"Tangjiao! Tangjiao!"

Within a few breaths, he met the eyes of Tang Jiao who was squatting on the ground and raised his head when he heard the sound.

Tang Jiao grabbed his hat and held the book that had been trampled to gray and stained with dust in his right hand. He looked up at the visitor with innocent and surprised eyes.

"Xiao Jingchuan? Why are you here?"

Xiao Jingchuan breathed a sigh of relief, and a wave of evil fire and anger rushed over his head again.

Especially when he saw Tang Jiao was about to stand up, but was squeezed by someone else's knees and legs, causing his body to tilt and almost fall to the ground.

The man clicked his tongue and was about to lower his head to curse when he was pushed and staggered.

"Fuck, who are you?"