Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, four years have passed.
At the entrance of the army stationed on the outskirts of city a, a four-year-old child was jumping on the road full of yellow sand, reciting the words he had said from time to time since he could speak:
"My father is a great hero. He went to places far, far away. My mother said that one day, he will come back with flowers and applause."
At this time, a military vehicle from the army drove out. The child stood in the middle of the road and looked twice, blinked his eyes, softly said "Huh?", and muttered "I hate it, we have to give way again" while giving way to the roadside.
Inside the car that drove out sat Zhan Yiyang's former subordinate Chen Haoran, now the deputy commander of the First Group Army of the A City Military Region.
When Chen Haoran saw the child from a distance, he lowered the window, stuck his head out and shouted: "Comrade Zhan Tianning——"
Zhan Tianning, a child, laughed mischievously "heehee" twice, suddenly stood at attention, and saluted Chen Haoran with a straight military salute: "Hello, chief!"
The child's voice is not loud, and it does not have the confidence and sonority of a soldier, but its milky voice is clear and soft, making people like him sincerely and hurting him to the core.
Chen Haoran smiled and looked behind Tianning, and sure enough he saw Xu Rongrong.
Four years have passed, but Xu Rongrong's body has not changed much. She still prefers simple clothes. Her small face is always fair and pure, and she does not apply makeup.
The only change is that the childlike innocence in her has faded away, and she has become more gentle and careful than she was seven years ago.
Maybe it's because she is now the mother of a four-year-old.
Xu Rongrong also quickly noticed Chen Haoran, smiled at her, watched his car drive by, and quickened his pace to catch up with his bouncing son.
Her son is already four years old, and it has been four years since Zhan Yiyang left her...
For four years, more than a thousand days and nights, the longing for Zhan Yiyang has already overflowed into a fast-flowing river. If it weren't for her son, she might have fallen into the river long ago, drowned in longing and suffocated to death.
Fortunately, her son was growing up day by day, becoming cuter and cuter every day, and his facial features were getting longer and more like Zhan Yiyang. She couldn't let go of her son and finally survived.
"My father is a great hero. He went to places far, far away..." Xiao Tianning repeated that sentence endlessly.
Xu Rongrong couldn't help but feel sad every time he heard his son read these words.
When her son was very young, she couldn't bear to tell him that his father had died. She had no choice but to tell her son that his father had gone to a place far, far away and that he would come back in the autumn of a certain year.
At that time, her son seemed to understand, but after so many years, he was just like her four years ago, firmly believing that Zhan Yiyang would come back in the autumn of a certain year.
Xu Rongrong felt sorry for his son and tried his best to let him live the same life as if his father was by his side.
When the seasons change, she will still take back Zhan Yiyang's clothes from the previous season, take out the current season's clothes, wash and dry them, and wait with her son for Zhan Yiyang to come back and wear these clothes.
After giving birth four years ago, she moved back to Zhan's old home in the suburbs, but she often took her son back to Repulse Bay, telling her son that this was the place where her parents lived together, and letting her son see Zhan Yiyang's photos and Zhan Yiyang's photos.
Some things Yang left behind before his death told his son that his father was a great hero.
Occasionally, she would take her son back to the army, like now.
There are many memories of her and Zhan Yiyang in Repulse Bay, but Zhan Yiyang's footprints are everywhere in the army.
Xiao Tianning was more excited than Xu Rongrong when he returned to the army.
Perhaps because of the inheritance from Zhan Yiyang, Xiao Tianning not only looks like Zhan Yiyang, but also has exactly the same interests and hobbies as Zhan Yiyang.
He generally ignores the toys that children love, but has a special liking for guns and cars. Before the age of two, he could still deal with toy guns and toy cars, but after the age of two, all he wanted were all kinds of simulations.
Shot.
In Xu Rongrong's words, the toy rack in Tianning's room is like an agent's arsenal.
What makes Xu Rongrong even more dumbfounded is that four-year-old Tianning can already clearly distinguish between submachine guns, sniper rifles, pistols, etc., and can even accurately name the model of the gun. He also loves to dismantle and reassemble the gun. If he cannot put it back together, it will fill the house.
Running around shouting "Grandpa, help me, aunt, help me -"
Zhan Yilin and Commander Zhan often praise Tianning for her talent.
But Xu Rongrong doesn't want his son to join the army like Zhan Yiyang when he grows up and face various threats all the time.
Commander Zhan could probably guess Xu Rongrong's inner thoughts, and reassured Xu Rongrong that he did not want Tianning to join the combat force. After all, Tianning is the last and only bloodline of the Zhan family. Let the child choose his own future path.
He likes to play with weapons and becomes a weapons designer. Just like a soldier, he can also contribute to the country.
But Xu Rongrong always felt that Tianning had inherited Zhan Yiyang's love for the army in his bones.
It can be seen from Tianning's reaction when he returned to the army that he was even happier than receiving a new toy.
Xu Rongrong held his son's hand and said, "Are you going to clean Dad's room with your mother, or are you going to play with other uncles?"
Children are children after all, and they always give priority to "playing".
"I'm going to play with my uncle. Mom, can you come to me after you finish cleaning?"
"Okay." Xu Rongrong let go of Tianning's hand, asked the driver who brought her here to follow Tianning, and walked to the house where Zhan Yiyang lived before his death.
It was a very simple two-story building. She and Zhan Yiyang lived here three times four years ago.
After Zhan Yiyang left, perhaps to express his condolences to Zhan Yiyang, the newly transferred army commander did not stay here. Therefore, Xu Rongrong developed the habit of coming here from time to time to help Zhan Yiyang clean and tidy up.
She wanted to revisit every place she had shared memories with Zhan Yiyang.
The dust in the army was so heavy that Xu Rongrong didn't come for a month. When he opened the door again, there was already a thin layer of dust on the table and the ground. The room was a bit cold and there was no sign of popularity.
This place was not like this four years ago. Although it was simple here four years ago, it was clean without a speck of dust.
Maybe this is the difference between Zhan Yiyang's presence and his absence. His departure has left everything covered in dust.
Xu Rongrong cleaned carefully and spent more than three hours, finally tidying up the place. Then she closed the door and left to find her son.
The army was large, but it was easy for her to find her son.
The reason is very simple. In this army, Xiao Tianning is like an idol.
One reason is that he is Zhan Yiyang's son.
The most important thing is that he is simply the Q version of Zhan Yiyang in the comics.
Tianning looks like Zhan Yiyang, but his skin is whiter than that of Zhan Yiyang, very much like the whiteness of Western white children, so tender that you can almost squeeze out water. He is not that kind of strong boy, but his face has
Just the right amount of meat, making people want to pick it up. His lips are like Zhan Yiyang, very thin, and the corners of his lips are beautifully slightly upturned, but the color of his lips is like Xu Rongrong, which is a flattering pink. The bridge of his nose is
He inherited Zhan Yiyang's straightness very manly.
The important thing is that his eyes are dark, with the depth of Zhan Yiyang, but also the clarity of Xu Rongrong. Occasionally when he stares at people, he has a bit of Zhan Yiyang's demeanor, but his smile is more angelic than Xu Rongrong, and
Three toothpicks are more than enough to hold down long and curly eyelashes.
How could such a child who is involuntarily soft-hearted and likeable be liked by no one? What's more, he has mastered a wealth of weapons knowledge at a young age.
As soon as Tian Ning arrived in the army, the news would spread throughout the country within half an hour. He was popular wherever he went, and a group of soldiers played with him. Xu Rongrong could ask anyone where he was.
"Sister-in-law!" The veteran greeted Xu Rongrong from a distance. When he saw her coming out of Zhan Yiyang's dormitory, he was definitely going to find Tianning next, so he said directly, "Tianning and Yilin are here.
Over there is the shooting range."
Xu Rongrong thanked the sergeant and walked towards the shooting range.
Before reaching the shooting range, Xu Rongrong heard the sound of gunfire and Tianning's cheers in the distance. When he got closer, he saw Tianning looking at Zhan Yilin with admiration and said: "Auntie, you are so cool!
Is my dad also that good? He can hit the red one in the middle."
Zhan Yilin touched Tianning's head and said, "Your father is more powerful than your aunt!"
Needless to say, Tianning's eyes revealed an even more adoring light.
Perhaps starting from a young age, Xu Rongrong told Tianning too much about how outstanding Zhan Yiyang was. He has been a loyal fan of his father since he was a child, and he has determined to become as powerful a hero as his father when he grows up.
Xu Rongrong walked over and patted the dust on Tianning's body, "Are you hungry?" It was already noon.
Tianning looked at his belly, thought for a while, and nodded sharply.
"Let's go, mom will take you to dinner." Xu Rongrong took his son's hand, "Say goodbye to aunt and uncle."
Xiao Tianning obediently waved goodbye to Zhan Yilin and several uncles, and then skipped away with Xu Rongrong.
The naughty child was jumping around all day, as if he had endless energy. Xu Rongrong asked him: "Tianning, aren't you tired?"
"I'm not tired." Tianning jumped up and looked at Xu Rongrong, "I'm a man like my father, so I can't say I'm tired." Maybe he was tired from jumping, and after saying that, he started to pant silently, but he still looked at him with a serious expression.
By Xu Rongrong.
Xu Rongrong was amused by his son, and was about to pick him up. Chen Haoran came back, and without saying a word, he lifted Tianning onto his shoulders, letting Tianning's long legs clamp around his neck, and disappeared quickly. Xu Rongrong only heard
The son laughs happily.
This is enough.
Although Zhan Yiyang left her, she still had her son with her, and her son also had so many people with him.
She wanted to watch her son grow up day by day, become mature and sensible, and become a man as outstanding as Zhan Yiyang.
After eating, Xu Rongrong took Xiao Tianning to go hiking.
The mountain is not very high. When Zhan Yiyang took Xu Rongrong back to the army for the last time four years ago, he took her to climb where he could see most of the army.
Looking at the troops, Xu Rongrong rubbed his son's head: "Tianning, do you know where this place is?"
"The last place where dad stayed in the army!" I had heard Xu Rongrong say it for a long time, and Xiao Tianning, who has an amazing memory, answered it fluently.
"Then, what did dad say to mom back then?" Xu Rongrong asked again.
Xiao Tianning said: "Dad said: 'This is my army, and those young people are my soldiers. Even if it is for the entire army, I will come back well.'"
At the end of the milky sound, a withered yellow leaf fell on the palm of his hand.
"Mom, look!" Xiao Tianning was excited, "The leaves are turning yellow! Grandma said that when the leaves on the trees turn yellow, it means autumn. Dad will be back soon! Dad will definitely come back!"
Xu Rongrong smiled and said "hmm".
Four years have passed, four autumns have passed, Zhan Yiyang...do you still remember the way home?