In the evening, after Zhao Ying learned from the housekeeper that Shen Qingqing and others were moving out, he hurried over to block the move. His miserable voice echoed throughout Wutong Courtyard: "Why are you leaving? Is there something I didn't do well enough?"
If you say something bad, I can change it."
Meng Yuan: "...We are just moving normally, do we need to sound like a scumbag abandoning his wife and children?"
"Aren't I reluctant to let go?" Zhao Ying sighed, "During this period, you guys have been making the General Mansion very lively. I'm used to having someone to accompany me when I eat, but you just left and left me here alone again.
, Oh, it’s so uncomfortable.”
"If you feel uncomfortable, just marry yourself and have children. What's the point of relying on others?" Fang Zhenshan complained to him with disgust: "You are so old that you still don't have a family. If you continue to delay, which girl from another family will like you?
?”
"I don't want to..." Zhao Ying wanted to say something, but he swallowed the words again, sighed deeply, and stopped talking.
Shen Qingqing, who was passing by, helped him smooth things over: "It doesn't matter if we move away. Anyway, the General's Mansion is very close to the Princess' Mansion, so you can come and have a meal at any time."
"Brothers and sisters are still generous!" Zhao Ying gave her a thumbs up and walked down the steps: "Then let's make an agreement. I will go to the Princess's Mansion tomorrow to have a meal! It just so happened that He Wei and the others went up the mountain to play some.
Prey, let me get you some to try."
After saying that, he went to the front yard to pick out prey.
Meng Qifeng was worried that he would not have a chance to talk to him alone. When he saw this, he quickly put down what he was holding and followed him secretly.
"Uncle Zhao! Wait for me!"
After leaving Wutong Courtyard, Meng Qifeng shouted loudly and rushed to the corner like a small whirlwind to block his way.
Probably because they were both martial arts practitioners, Zhao Ying liked Meng Qifeng, a stocky and hard-working boy. A warm smile filled his face as soon as he saw him, "Xiao Fengzi, do you have anything to do with your uncle?"
Meng Qifeng nodded vigorously, clenched the corners of his clothes tightly and spoke out the words he had rehearsed many times in his mind: "Uncle Zhao, are you still accepting new recruits? If so, what do you think of me?"
Without waiting for Zhao Ying to answer, he quickly added: "Uncle Zhao, even though I am young, I am actually very capable of enduring hardship. I can do what other soldiers can do. If I can,
Please give me a chance to get started, thank you!"
Zhao Ying laughed and patted his shoulder, showing admiration, "He is a good boy with ambition, but joining the army and fighting in the war is not something that can be achieved only with ambition. Before answering your question, I want to ask you first
One question, why do you want to join the army?"
Meng Qifeng said without hesitation: "Because I want to use the skills I have learned to protect those who need protection."
Not only unarmed civilians, but also countless soldiers who left home to fight.
He wanted every child to be able to wait for his father, every wife to be able to wait for her husband, and every parent to be able to wait for his children.
Rather than waiting for the news of death after all the hardships as he had done before, although the final result was good, the despair and helplessness he felt at that time was forever etched in his heart.
If possible, he hoped that no one in the world would feel the same mood again.
"Are you not afraid even if you pay the price with your life?" Zhao Ying lowered his head and asked him solemnly.
Meng Qifeng nodded vigorously again, "Well, I'm not afraid."
Zhao Ying smiled, feeling happy and touched at the same time, "Good boy, Daqi is lucky to have a child like you."
He took a deep breath and continued: "Tomorrow, Uncle Chenshi will take you to the camp to report. However, I can only be a guide. You still need to pass the specific levels yourself. If you cannot pass any of them, you will not be able to participate. Do you understand?"
"Understood! I will work hard!" Meng Qifeng clenched his fists to cheer himself up, and a raging fire was ignited in his heart.
That night, the whole family was so tired after packing their things that they just ate some food and fell asleep. Only Meng Qifeng, as if he had been given chicken blood, danced until midnight with a red tassel gun, and the next day it was just dawn.
, and started running circles around the back garden.
The weather was hot in June and July, and he was soaked with sweat after running around twice. In order to prevent his family from finding out, he secretly changed into clean clothes before he dared to go out to meet people.
Little did they know that at this time, other people in the family were having a small meeting about his weird behavior of playing with guns and playing until midnight. Everyone discussed it for a long time, and finally agreed that he was so hard-working because he was bullied outside.
Meng Qiyun, the only insider, not only did not explain, but fanned the flames behind his back: "Why don't we follow him secretly and take a look. If he is really being bullied, we can help him out."
So when Meng Qifeng told several lies and went through all kinds of hardships to arrive at the garrison in the south of the city, the first thing he saw was not Zhao Ying, but Shen Qingqing and Meng Yuan, whom he had managed to avoid.
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Their eyes met, and the air was so awkward that it froze.
Meng Qifeng scratched the back of his head and asked awkwardly: "Mom and dad, why are you here?"
Shen Qingqing raised her lips and showed a death smile, "Shouldn't we ask you this?"
"I... joined the army... not yet..." Meng Qifeng stammered, not knowing how to explain it. In a blink of an eye, he saw Zhao Ying walking out, as if he had seen a savior. He waved his hands and shouted: "Uncle Zhao, I
it's here!"
Zhao Ying didn't know the twists and turns, and waved to him, "Come in directly, I've said hello to them, Brother Meng and his younger siblings are also coming to see how your son is doing."
"Hey~" Shen Qingqing glanced at Meng Qifeng meaningfully, smacked her lips and touched Meng Yuan's elbow and said: "Our boss has become successful, and he will do big things without telling his parents."
Meng Yuan nodded in agreement, "Isn't that right? Fortunately, we are not so old that we are deaf and blind, otherwise we will be fooled by someone."
Being teased by his parents, Meng Qifeng was like a little chicken being cooked back and forth on the stove. His cheeks were hot with embarrassment and he was hesitating and saying bad things.
Shen Qingqing was amused by his cute and stupid appearance. She patted his shoulder and said warmly: "Okay, go in and show your parents what you are really capable of."
"Okay!" Meng Qifeng nodded. With his parents supporting him behind him, he felt nervous and at the same time felt more confident and courageous.
In order not to disappoint his parents and live up to his own dreams, he worked hard this time!
Early in the morning, the soldiers at the station had just had breakfast and had not yet started training. When they heard that someone was going to take the recruit assessment, they all gathered around to watch the excitement.
The first item of the assessment is weight-bearing running. The candidates are required to tie sandbags on their waist and legs respectively, and then run three kilometers within the specified time.
Originally, running was a piece of cake for Meng Qifeng, but running with a sandbag was different. He was young, had short arms and legs, and his movement was limited by the sandbag, which naturally slowed him down.