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Chapter thirty-four

Lei Zhanjun's words not only surprised Zhang Wenhao and his son, but also made Zhang Xingping sigh. It could be seen from his expression that he seemed to be more relieved.

"Zhan Jun..." Zhang Xingping sighed deeply and said, "You know my temper. After that incident, I did blame you, and I blamed you for many years, but today I have figured it out.

In fact, I shouldn't blame you, nor should I blame anyone. Speaking of it, everyone is not at fault. The fault is ours. I blame you. I just want to find some sympathy in my heart for the thirty-six brothers who died.

An explanation, an explanation that could convince me, but in the end, I was still wrong..."

With that said, Zhang Xingping filled a glass of wine for himself and Lei Zhanjun respectively, picked it up first, and said: "Zhanjun, I left the army not because of you, but because of what people often say I was scared. I have experienced so many lives and deaths around me.

I'm tired and want to quit, so no matter how good a future is waiting for me, I will never stay in the army. Don't blame yourself for this."

Lei Zhanjun nodded gently with tears in his eyes and said with choked eyes: "Brother Zhang, even if you don't blame me, I have been blaming myself in my heart. After you recovered, many brothers in the company also recovered one after another. Over the years,

, I have tried to contact them, but there are very few people willing to talk to me. I know that they are all blaming me. Every July, I will return to the southwest to burn the bones of the brothers who are sleeping there.

I ordered paper money and brought a bottle of good wine. I just wanted to atone for my sins, but I didn’t know where to start.”

Zhang Xingping gave a helpless smile and said: "Zhan Jun, what are you doing? You don't have to blame yourself for this matter anymore. Other brothers often contact me. They don't want to contact you. It's not your fault, but

I don’t want to bring back those sad memories. Everyone is running away. No one has dared to face it. If this continues, I may never get over this hurdle in my heart. I think this is good. I will contact you all later.

, let’s see if everyone has time, let’s pick a place to get together, and get together to say all the things that we have been afraid to say in our hearts. Let’s talk openly. This is a good thing for everyone.”

"Okay!" Lei Zhanjun was suddenly inexplicably excited. He held Zhang Xingping's hands and said tremblingly: "Brother Zhang, please invite all the brothers over. No matter where they are, as long as they are willing to come, I will give you food, accommodation and travel. Lei Zhanjun

It’s all inclusive. For so many years, what I have been thinking about and looking forward to is that one day..."

"Sure!" Zhang Xingping nodded and said: "I will handle this matter. From now on, we will no longer discuss this topic. In front of your brother, in front of my wife and children, we

Say something happy."

Lei Zhanjun wiped away his tears and nodded heavily.

Zhang Xingping took the lead in directing the topic elsewhere and asked: "Zhan Jun, you have been in Nanjiang Province for five or six years, right?"

Lei Zhanjun nodded and said, "Yes, I was transferred from Fuzhou six years ago."

"What about the younger siblings?" Zhang Xingping asked.

"In Yanjing." Lei Zhanjun said: "She is the daughter of my father's old comrade, but she is not in the army."

After saying that, Lei Zhanjun glanced at Zhang Wenhao and said, "That girl of mine should be about the same age as your Wenhao. She is also a senior in high school this year and lives in Yanjing, but her academic performance is not as good as yours."

It was the first time that Zhang Wenhao was praised by an outsider for his good grades, and he felt a little embarrassed. However, Zhang Xingping said with a smile: "Wenhao, this kid, didn't know how to work hard before, but now he finally knows how to study. My mother and I can breathe a sigh of relief."

."

Lei Zhanjun nodded and said to Zhang Wenhao: "Wenhao, go home with your parents tonight and have a good rest for a few days. I will communicate with the Education Committee in the past few days and ask them to say hello to your school. I listen to your father.

He said, your school has been very cruel to you this time, and even asked the police to take you away in front of all the teachers and students in the school when the national flag was being raised. Don’t worry, Uncle Lei will help you find the way to lose this face.

Come back, next Monday, I will let you go back to school in glory!"

Zhang Wenhao said hurriedly: "Uncle Lei, I would be very grateful if you could help take me out of the detention center. As for my face in front of the teachers and students of the school, it is not that important to me, so don't bother anymore."

"How can that be done?" Lei Zhanjun frowned and said: "A manly man can bend and stretch, but once you bend, you must find an opportunity to stretch back! You can't just bend but not stretch. That's a coward, not a big one.

This is what a man would do. Even though you are still young, you cannot lose your own face and your father's face as well. If you lose your face, you must get it back! This is what a man does.

Work style!”

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