The old man has spoken. He is seriously ill and needs to be hospitalized for at least two months. In other words, he now has two full months of vacation.
Two months, for soldiers, this is simply a great gift.
"The injury on your face looks quite scary. It's okay to wear a military uniform. People will think you are greater when they look at you in this military uniform. However, you cannot wear this military uniform in your daily life. If you take off this military uniform, the pain on your face will
The scars make you look so gangster, I think the children will be scared to cry when they see it." After the old political commissar finished speaking, he quickly patted Xia Shang on the shoulder in a comforting way and said, "However, you are so upright.
You will never lose your military aura. For a gentleman, you don’t rely on your reputation to make a living. Scars are just like that. Anyway, your wife is married, so it won’t hinder you from finding a partner. I believe your wife will not dislike you."
After saying that, the old political commissar started talking to himself again, "This time, your daughter-in-law Tian Yuan has to suffer the most. She is a good girl, but she has endured so many tears and is still pregnant with a child. My country, I'm sorry
She, the army, also feels sorry for her, please tell her for your hard work on my behalf."
Thinking of Tian Yuan's pale face, the old political commissar felt sorry for Xia Shang. Such a delicate daughter-in-law could endure so much suffering.
"I'm going to go abroad." Xia Shang pursed his lips and was silent for a few seconds, "I'll get rid of this scar, and I'll have just two months of vacation, which is enough. My dad has a classmate who is an authoritative expert in this field.
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The old political commissar let out a puzzled expression, "Two months of vacation are hard-earned. Why do you spend so much time with your wife to do all this? It's not like I can go there for more than ten or twenty days.
good?"
Xia Shang smiled without explaining, saluted and turned around to leave the political commissar's office.
The troops were seated deep in the mountains. The air here was not as fresh as in City A. After the rain, the mountains were surrounded by clouds and mist. The beautiful scenery in front of them was so beautiful that it was almost as unreal as a fairyland.
Xia Shang's steps were as steady as ever, and the expression on his face was as indifferent as ever. In the army, he was still the cold-faced King of Hell, and the battalion commander who could train the new recruits until they were lying on the ground and dared not take a breath.
However, after leaving the army, he was Tian Yuan's man and Tian Yuan's husband.
Of course he knew that Tian Yuan did not dislike his ruined face. From the time he came back to the present, Tian Yuan had never shown an expression of fear or displeasure, not even for a second.
At night, when he was sleeping with her in his arms, he would often feel the hands of the little woman in his arms gently touching the scars on his face in the middle of the night. He could also feel that the woman in his arms was feeling sorry for him.
She opened her face and felt sorry for the process of his injury.
When walking on the street with Tian Yuan, Tian Yuan would always hold her hand tightly, with their fingers intertwined, standing side by side with a feeling of fear that she would disappear in the next second.
There was always a faint smile on her face, and she would look back and smile at him from time to time, with the emotion called happiness in her eyes.
However, Xia Shang could not ignore the looks of those passersby.
The eyes of those people would always fall on his face with a look of surprise, then fear and panic would appear, and then they would look at Tian Yuan next to him with all kinds of suspicion and doubt.
No one could ignore such a naked look, but Tian Yuan still had no reaction and turned a blind eye.
But it was this kind of indifference that made Xia Shang feel inexplicably distressed.
It doesn't matter what passers-by think of him, he doesn't care.