Chapter 40

After six o'clock, Zhong Jianguo returned from the camp and was dragged to the next door by Liu Wei who suddenly appeared at the door of his house.

"Zhao Di is in your house?" Zhong Jianguo didn't think much, "Where is it?"

Sister-in-law Duan came out of the house, and subconsciously stood on tiptoe and glanced at the next door. Seeing that there was no one in the yard, she still whispered, "Your father and your brother are here, and they will be here after three o'clock in the afternoon. It's in your living room right now. sit there."

Zhong Jianguo frowned and took off his hat irritably: "Why is it here at this time?"

"I thought it was Dawa's grandpa at first." Sister-in-law Duan said, "I asked Dawa and he said it was your dad. Listening to Dawa, your dad ignored Xiao Song, what did he say? I'll talk about it when you get back. You have a bottom line."

Zhong Jianguo: "I see, auntie, I'll go back and have a look first."

At the door of the living room, Zhong Jianguo saw Song Zhaodi and his three children sitting on the east bench, and his father and Zhong Shengli sitting on the west bench. In Zhong Jianguo's mind, "the two armies confront each other, and the swords are drawn", "Dad, victory, you are here."

A word broke the silence of the room.

Father Zhong and Zhong Shengli looked out together, and the two stood up in unison: "Why are you back so late? Jianguo."

"It's a coincidence that you came here." Song Zhaodi said, "If you came yesterday, Jianguo would not be at home, and he would still be floating on the sea."

Father Zhong turned his head and glared at Song Zhaodi: "When we talk to men, why are you a woman?!"

"Dad, she's my daughter-in-law." Zhong Jianguo frowned slightly, very unhappy, "stepmother's cousin, Victory's cousin."

Father Zhong was very unhappy: "What stepmother? That's your mother. Jianguo, I'm here this time—"

"Dad, my body is full of mud." Zhong Jianguo said, "I'll rush home as soon as the training is over. Will you allow me to take a shower, change my clothes, and drink some water?"

Father Zhong's eyes were all about his younger son, and he didn't even notice that Zhong Jianguo's training uniform was covered in mud. Taking a closer look, a trace of unease flashed on Father Zhong's face: "Go wash it quickly, it'll be fine to talk later."

"What to eat?" Song Zhaodi asked.

Zhong Jianguo didn't even think about it: "Do whatever you want. Daddy, go and help your mother make a fire."

"Okay." Dawa turned her face and said to Erwa, "Let's go to the kitchen."

In an instant, only the two of them were left in the living room.

Zhong Shengli tugged at Father Zhong's sleeve and whispered, "Dad, second brother doesn't welcome us, let's go back."

"Silly boy, what do you know?" Father Zhong didn't like seeing his two eldest sons in the past. It's unclear how young Zhong Shengli was, but Father Zhong himself knew it.

Zhong Jianguo really greeted him with a smile, but Zhong's father felt that Zhong Jianguo was hiding a knife in his smile, "I am his father, what are you afraid of, sit down. I will ask your second brother to take you to the military camp tomorrow."

There was hot water on the stove at Zhong's house. Song Zhaodi poured the hot water into the iron bucket and glanced out: "Your dad is not a good person."

"He handed it over to me, you don't have to stand up for me." Zhong Jianguo said, "I have already thought about how to deal with it."

Song Zhaodi: "You have the bottom line, and I'm too lazy to sing a black face and be a villain." After a while, "I make bean noodles?"

"What do the three of them eat?" Zhong Jianguo looked at the three sons who were sitting in a row.

Zhong Dawa was the first to speak: "Dad, I can eat anything."

"Good boy." Song Zhaodi praised without hesitation, "The eldest baby and the second baby can eat it with a little bean noodles in the white noodles. Then lay an egg for the third baby."

Zhong Jianguo had no objection: "You can do it as you see fit."

Song Zhaodi made a pot of noodles, stir-fried small greens and lettuce.

Father Zhong found that there was not a trace of meat on the table, and his brows were wrinkled to kill mosquitoes: "Do you usually eat this way?"

"You don't usually eat like this?" Zhong Jianguo asked rhetorically.

Father Zhong choked, and after a while he couldn't help but say, "You are the head of the regiment."

"The head of the regiment has to lead by example." Zhong Jianguo said, "The head of the regiment has five pounds of meat tickets every month, and we go to buy a pound of meat every five days. If Dad wants to eat meat, I will buy it on the fifth."

Father Zhong opened his mouth and felt a pain in his leg. He turned his head and looked at him. Zhong Shengli glared at him and said a few words less, it's not too embarrassing.

Father Zhong shut up to eat.

Zhong Jianguo inadvertently caught a glimpse of Zhong Shengli's small movements, and then saw that his father was more honest than his son Zhong Dawa, he was stunned, burying his head in eating noodles, pretending not to see anything.

After dinner, Song Zhaodi washed the dishes and pots, and Zhong Jianguo bathed the three children. Later, Song Zhaodi took her three children upstairs to sleep.

Song Zhaodi fell into a daze and felt someone beside her. She opened her eyes and saw Zhong Jianguo was undressing: "Have you found the key to the guest room?"

"I found the spare key." Zhong Jianguo lay down and said.

Song Zhaodi was delighted, and turned to look at him: "You are still so vigilant at your own home, Captain Zhong, are you tired?"

"I'm not tired." Zhong Jianguo glanced at her with a smile, "Take that gentleman to the camp early tomorrow morning, I guess if you don't leave the day after tomorrow, you will leave the day after tomorrow."

Song Zhaodi couldn't help sitting up: "Don't mess around."

"Don't worry, it's a place to train new recruits." Zhong Jianguo said, "You sometimes see soldiers training next to the training area, and there is a place specially designated for training new recruits."

Song Zhaodi was relieved and couldn't help but exhort: "It's not worth breaking discipline for your father and your brother."

"Sleep, sleep." Zhong Jianguo patted her on the shoulder, "Not for myself, but for you, I won't mess around."

The next morning, Zhong Jianguo took his father and Zhong Shengli to the training area.

The sun had risen high, and the outdoor temperature was twenty-five or six degrees. Father Zhong and Zhong Shengli walked to the training area and wanted to sweat faintly. Father Zhong asked, "Jianguo, where can we rest?"

Zhong Jianguo twitched the corners of his mouth: "When you're tired, sit on the ground, there's no place to rest. When you have lunch at noon, you can rest in the cafeteria for half an hour." After a while, "Dad, do you want Shengli to enter the cooking class, or go to Others?"

Father Zhong was stunned, but he didn't expect Zhong Jianguo to suddenly ask: "Of course, where is the best place to go, do you need to ask?"

Zhong Jianguo smiled, "Dad, the army is not a place for happiness. Except for the soldiers standing guard, everyone in the army has to participate in training, including me.

"Among them, the cooking class is the easiest, but the soldiers of the cooking class also have to train every afternoon. Once Victory joins the army, if he is lazy and doesn't train, even if he is my younger brother, he will be beaten back to his place of origin." After a pause, "I don't say that. Not to scare you, Victory has suffered, and I will never stop him from joining the army."

"With such a large military camp, there is no office work?" Father Zhong couldn't believe it.

Zhong Jianguo nodded, and when Father Zhong was delighted, he heard Zhong Jianguo say, "Commander, the political commissar can sit in the office every day and not come out."

Father Zhong choked.

Zhong Jianguo didn't bother to talk nonsense with his father, and pointed to a team of people getting closer and closer: "Victory, those are the recruits who were selected last year. You warm up with them and experience the experience first."

Zhong Shengli subconsciously looked at his dad.

Zhong Jianguo: "I'm just a regiment commander, and I don't have the final say in the army. Even if I want to protect you after you enlist in the army, the commander and division commander will not agree." Pause, "It's not realistic to want to be a soldier but not to participate in training. , I advise you not to think about it."

"Victory, go and run around with them." Father Zhong pushed his younger son.

Zhong Jianguo waved at the company commander who led the team, and without saying much, he pointed at Shengli and said that he was a relative's child and wanted to experience military life.

Zhong Shengli looks like Zhao Yin, with phoenix eyes and a long face, only three points like Zhong Jianguo. Because Zhong Jianguo was black and red, and Zhong Shengli was white like steamed bread with white noodles, the skin color difference between the two was so great that the three-point image became one point. So that the company commander who led the training really thought it was a relative of Zhong Jianguo. He patted Zhong Shengli on the shoulder and told Zhong Shengli to follow him.

Father Zhong watched his son run a lap without falling behind, and he was not too tired. He was very satisfied: "Jian Guo, your brother is not bad."

"Ten laps." Zhong Jianguo said with an expressionless face, "After running the body hot, the formal training begins."

Father Zhong is dumb.

Zhong Jianguo: "Don't think I lied to you. Look behind you, there is a team of people training behind."

Father Zhong turned around, not only in the back, but also on the left and right.

Zhong Jianguo turned his head and glanced at him. Seeing his face changing, he sneered in his heart.

Fifteen minutes later, Zhong Shengli leaned on his waist and came over panting. However, he only ran four laps.

Father Zhong looked distressed and said quickly, "Sit down and take a rest."

"Don't sit down, walk slowly for a while, or your legs will hurt tomorrow." Zhong Jianguo reminded.

Zhong Sheng stopped.

Father Zhong looked at Zhong Jianguo, and then at the sweaty little son, he was suspicious: "Then, let's go first, Dad will support you."

Zhong Jianguo sneered and turned to look elsewhere. Three or five minutes later, Zhong Jianguo turned his head to point to a shady place and said to his father, "Let's sit over there and see how the recruits train."

Father Zhong did not believe Zhong Jianguo in his heart.

Zhong Jianguo said he was the head of the regiment, and Father Zhong felt that there were only seven or eight hundred people under Zhong Jianguo. Seeing that there are thousands of soldiers around, it is impossible for so many people to accompany Zhong Jianguo to show his grandfather, so he listened to Zhong Jianguo and sat down to watch the soldiers training.

Father Zhong listened to all directions, and after half an hour he had to admit that Zhong Jianguo had not lied to him, and the recruits had the weakest training intensity.

Zhong Jianguo watched his grandfather go silent, and was inexplicably disappointed: "I have a meeting later, you all go back the same way. Don't run around, or you will be caught as a spy."

Father Zhong could see the sentry holding the gun at any glance. He was so cowardly that even Zhao Yin didn't dare to resist, Zhong Jianguo didn't remind him, and Father Zhong didn't dare to break in. But Father Zhong didn't listen to Zhong Jianguo's words and went back honestly, but asked the fishermen on the island to inquire about things in the army.

After eleven o'clock, Song Zhaodi planned to cook, but she couldn't help worrying when she didn't see Father Zhong and Zhong Shengli coming back: "Dad, go to grandma's house next door and ask grandma to call your father and ask your grandfather and your uncle to run where did it go?"

"Lost?" Zhong Dawa asked.

Song Zhaodi: "I'm afraid they will cause trouble for your father."

"Cause trouble?" Zhong Dawa said, "Then catch them, um, throw them into the sea to feed the big fish."