Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

  The high-intensity earthquake-resistant work lasted for more than half a month. Rao Shi was as strong as Li Jingbai, and could not help but persuade Su Haitang to rest several times.

   The way he uses extreme high pressure to improve himself gradually weakens, but Su Haitang's toughness is far beyond Li Jingbai's surprise.

   After the host of "Into Tang City" was replaced, Su Haitang fell silent in front of the screen. Even if Pang Da had the will to interview more of his own boss, he was privately rejected.

   Not long after, Pearl Culture released Su Haitang's first album "Prayer", which sold well.

   It's not that there are no voices of opposition, questioning Su Haitang taking the opportunity to hype, not purely for disaster relief, otherwise, where would she get the time to record songs?

   The voice of questioning got louder and louder, and Su Haitang turned black and red.

   The latest episode of "Into Tang City" was broadcast in a timely manner, and the camera took everyone to the end of the disaster relief in Tang City.

  The soldiers had already quietly evacuated in the early morning, leaving a note of concern and writing down their wishes and wishes.

   And the allowances and small items they carry have already been given to the wounded, and the only thing left is affection.

The camera swept across the neatly arranged tents, the streets that were cleaned and dredged, the vehicles entering and exiting in an orderly manner, the machines working roaringly, the warehouses full of supplies, and the figures of groups trying to rebuild their homes. Loud labor horns...

  The sky reveals the figure of the warm sun, the wind stops and the clouds stay, the sky is bright, the ice water is gurgling, and the snow is covered.

  The women were doing laundry and cooking by the river. There were still shallow wounds on their faces, but they were able to smile calmly and listen to the children reading aloud in the tent.

   After the broadcast of the latest issue of "Into Tang City", although Su Haitang was not mentioned word by word, it clearly proved that she had left the disaster area with the troops and had plenty of time to record songs.

The sales of the    tape set off a small climax, with fourteen new and old songs circulating in the streets.

  Tomorrow, the foundation will announce the proceeds and the whereabouts of donated funds in real time, and a brief interview video will be broadcast at the press conference.

  Su Haitang sang a cappella song "I Pray", with perfect sound quality and strong emotions.

   The voice of doubts about Su Haitang's singing has weakened, but the black fans still firmly believe that a soldier who does not do his job well and always thinks about fighting for fame and fortune is not a good bird.

   Immediately, there were dissenting voices to defend Su Haitang: You can't sing if you're a soldier? The military troupe sang much better, go back to the TV show!

   "You don't have to worry about some unidentified remarks outside. You've done a good job. You've been thin to a handful of bones. Your waist is almost as thick as my thighs."

   "When I come back, I can take a good rest and eat some good tonic."

   Yan Fangqiong was ordered to rest in bed and had to ask her mother-in-law to visit her daughter in the army.

   Yuan Yingchao touched her granddaughter's emaciated cheek in distress, with tears in her eyes.

   "Are you still mad at your grandfather? He also loves you. Don't look like he hasn't called you for more than half a month, but he watches TV every day, just wanting to give you a look."

   "He can sing all the songs on your tapes; he cuts all the reports about you in the newspapers, no matter how good or bad, for his collection. He has so many copies. He is hard-mouthed and soft-hearted.

  Yuan Yingchao took her granddaughter's hand and shook off all the little secrets of her wife.

  Su Haitang swallowed a mouthful of beef with sauce fed by her grandmother and nodded with a smile.

   "I know my grandfather treats me well, but he can't make any decisions without asking my opinion. Isn't this autocracy. This style can't last long, and he has to teach him a profound lesson."