Everyone laughed and joked, but they didn't forget to come up with ideas—
"Report, Captain, I know, my nickname is 'Love Saint'! Before I joined the army, I had a trail of young girls following me, you have no idea how handsome I was—"
"Uh uh uh, I know too, report, Captain, when I got married, I carried a big rooster and half a pig's head to my mother-in-law's house..."
Another round of roaring laughter ensued, and the comrades in camouflage couldn't contain their mirth, swinging their fists and rifle butts at the sergeant who had carried the pig's head.
"Get lost, you hillbilly, the captain is proposing, you don't understand shit about romance, do you even know what romance is?"
"Romance, what's that? Isn't it all the same, wanting to sleep with the girl... Ouch, who hit me?"
Thus, the usually tough and armed men clamored to offer their captain various suggestions, leaving Xie Mingcheng dizzy and lost in their chatter.
Is proposing in the city this troublesome?
