Special Years

"A total of eight." Zhuang Zhenguo said, "Do you know why I never take them out?"

Zhuang Yan thought for a while and said, "Because of your comrade-in-arms?"

Zhuang Zhenguo nodded: "Do you understand now? I told you this before, but you definitely don't understand. Only soldiers understand soldiers best. Military medals originally represent the honor of soldiers, but..."

Having said this, he raised his head and looked at the ceiling, staring blankly for a long time, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.

"But behind these honors, there are many blood of comrades in arms... My last merit was also made in the last battle I fought in the southern border, but in that battle, a few companies under my command, One of the main attackers lost six soldiers. After returning from the battle, the superior came over to toast me at the celebration banquet and told me, Lao Zhuang, you have done a great job, we have given you credit! I drank so much that day There were too many, I couldn't be happy at all, I couldn't help crying on the spot. I said to the chief, I really don't want to make meritorious service...I don't want those medals of honor and military merit medals, I really don't want them. I want these golden jingles What's up with the loud stuff? I just want my comrades back... can you get them all back?"

As he spoke, he reached out and wiped the corners of his eyes, forcing a smile, as if mocking himself: "Hmph... Compared with them, what qualifications do I have to show off those military medals? They are dead, I am alive, but I am I always feel that I have their lives on my shoulders, and if I want to say that I have nothing to do with others in my life, this is it... Do you understand how I feel? Son."

Zhuang Yan felt that his eyes were a little hot, so he nodded and said, "I understand, I understand..."

Zhuang Zhenguo looked at his son sitting beside the hospital bed, and said again: "I don't want your mother to tell you about me, because I don't want you to be distracted in the army. You are used to being pampered at home, and I miss you when you go to the army. I'm sure I won't get used to it. If I let you know about me again, don't you get emotional? Besides, when I asked you to come back to visit me at that time, you missed the best training period for recruits. I sent you to the army, not to let you hang out for three years, but to let you be a real soldier and a man, instead of spending all day with those pigs and dogs like when you were at home To eat, drink and have fun, one can’t have no goals or ideals. Son, in your life, you must set a goal for yourself as soon as possible. What kind of person do you want to be and what kind of life do you want to live? It's a very painful thing to find yourself so lost when you're older."

Zhuang Zhenguo had never talked to himself so frankly before.

In Zhuang Yan's eyes, Zhuang Zhenguo used to treat his home as his barracks. He always spoke in a commanding tone, no such, no such, no such, no such, no negotiation and no room for manoeuvre, Every time the two father and son sat down to talk, Mars would hit the earth, and they would break up unhappily.

I learned today that my father's inner thoughts were for his own good.

There is no doubt about this.

"Compared to you and me, your grades are still far behind." Zhuang Zhenguo handed back the two medals to Zhuang Yan, and the old soldier's arrogance on his face returned, "I will wait for you to get more than me in the future. Tell me again."

Zhuang Yan said in disbelief, "I've only been a soldier for a year!"

Having said that, he handed the cut apple in his hand to his father.

Zhuang Zhenguo took the apple, looked at it with great interest, and suddenly said, "This seems to be the first time you have peeled an apple for me."

Majestic was stunned.

Father is telling the truth. For so many years, it has been difficult for father and son to sit down and chat calmly for a while, let alone peeling apples.

"If you like it, I will cut it for you every day in the future," he said.

Zhuang Zhenguo took the apple out of his mouth, and his tone became hard again: "I don't need you to be here with me every day! What are you doing with me? There are doctors here, but you are not a doctor, not to mention my illness. Reimbursement from the unit, you don’t have to worry about it! Go back to your army and work hard. No medicine I take is as good as your success in the army.”

Zhuang Yan couldn't help but say, "You're my dad. What's wrong with me coming back to serve you when you're sick? Seeing your appearance, I shouldn't pay attention to my feelings?"

Zhuang Zhenguo said, "I didn't let you ignore it. Didn't you ask? Didn't you come back? After reading and asking, just leave."

Can't say anything solemn.

My own father is really unreasonable, what kind of person is this? Can't you be nice to him?

"I said what happened to you? Why did you have to send me to the army? Feelings I stay by your side, you feel uncomfortable? Are you such a father?"

Zhuang Zhenguo said, "That's right, seeing you sitting next to me in a military uniform makes me uncomfortable."

"You—" Zhuang Yan almost scolded the word "neuropathy", but he held it back.

In the past, he had already quarreled with his father who couldn't reason properly.

But this time, he quickly suppressed the fire in his heart.

Because he saw that his father lying on the bed had already looked a little gray and haggard.

He is a patient.

Zhuang Yan told himself that he couldn't keep arguing with his father like this.

"Okay, Dad, let's not quarrel, okay?" Zhuang Yan suddenly felt sad, "After so many years, I suddenly feel that I have had enough quarrels with you, and we are tired of quarreling, we are father and son, not enemies, we can be good talk?"

Zhuang Zhenguo froze.

Suddenly there was a sense of relief in my heart.

He felt that he was sending his son to join the army, and that's right.

This is the right way.

My son now knows how to be tolerant of others and knows how to control his emotions.

So he took a deep breath and said, "Son, my illness is beyond my ability to recover~www.novelmt.com~ But don't worry, I will not give up on myself, I am a veteran, I can be regarded as charging towards a mountain. Go to fight, you should believe me. You stay here, it is really useless. Now is the time for the replacement of new and veteran soldiers? The army is busy, you are graduating from the teaching team, you are already the squad leader, go back, the army is you The place to go."

He nodded solemnly and said nothing.

Zhuang Zhenguo said again: "I promise you that I will receive good treatment, and I will write to you well in the future, and I will no longer not reply to you as before. Sending you to the army is not because of how noble I am, but I think, I have two sons, and I am Chinese, so it is a matter of course for me to send a son to serve as a soldier in the country. Dad has no other idea. I just want you to do a good job in the army, and nothing else. Just think of it as doing our part, we will enjoy the fruits of peace and prosperity, and we will always get our share if we contribute, and this is the basic bottom line of being a human being.”

As Zhuang Yan listened to it, tears suddenly came down.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, but you let me stay for three more days, just three days, okay?" Zhuang Yan raised his head, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said, "Just treat me as a son and give you my filial piety. ."

Zhuang Zhenguo's eyes turned red again, and finally nodded vigorously and said, "Okay!"