The footsteps of the Spring Festival are approaching, and Jixianglu has fallen into a new busyness. There are Chinese New Year golden songs playing everywhere, and everyone is busy with New Year's goods. The setting sun gilds the long alley with a warm golden light, and every corner of the alley is filled with a sense of simplicity and peace.

But Qiao Jianjun's expression was not very good.

It's not time to eat yet, and he's not very busy. He was on the phone in the back kitchen, his face getting worse and worse.

Listening to it, he repeated incredulously: "What did you say? Qiao Nan played a game after the lights went out, and he was caught twice?"

"Old Joe, don't worry, it's not his fault alone, both times on weekend nights, everyone in the dormitory played together. said that he didn't finish playing before the lights went out, and he thought about going to bed after playing. They are all young men in their twenties, and they are inevitably hot-headed. You say, can you put all the responsibility on Qiao Nan? But Qiao Nan is a responsible child, he feels that he is the class leader, and he always stands at the forefront after making mistakes. Even if he is not the mastermind, but he always takes it from himself, what do you think we can do?"

Qiao Jianjun's face turned blue with anger: "This rabbit cub, didn't you tie him up and beat him?"

A hearty laugh came from the other end of the phone: "Old Qiao, what do you think of us as? We will be punished if we should be punished, and we will write an inspection when we should write an inspection, where can we beat up the students?"

Qiao Jianjun was still angry, but he remembered something: "Director Fang, did this violation of discipline have a big impact on Qiao Nan? He checked in front of the whole school, this mistake ...... It's really not small!"

"Don't worry, Qiao Nan's performance in school is outstanding, and it won't have any impact if he has offset his merits and demerits several times. In a few days, he will represent the school in the Elite Cup military project competition, which is about to enter a new round of training, and we are all looking forward to him winning glory for the school. If you can get a good ranking, it will also be a Spring Festival gift for you!"

"That's good, that's good. Qiao Jianjun wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and his tone couldn't help but be more respectful: "Director Fang, Qiao Nan, this kid, don't look at the usual quiet, in fact, there are many ghost ideas." If he violates discipline again, you will definitely teach him a good lesson for me! Beat him to death, just don't beat him to death!"

The person on the other end of the phone smiled again: "Old Qiao, Qiao Nan is still quite measured, he knows the severity, and he usually behaves very well, you don't have to worry." ”

"Hey, okay, no matter what, you have to bother. ”

Just as he was about to hang up the phone, there was a low "Old Joe" over there, and Qiao Jianjun was so shocked that he was in a cold sweat, for fear that there would be worse news.

"Old Joe, you don't need to call me Director. They are all old comrades-in-arms who were born and died, what are you doing with me like this? Because of the love between the two of us for so many years, you didn't even contact me when Qiao Nan entered the school, and only now did you find me, an old comrade-in-arms. You say, "Why are you doing this?"

"Ahem, I've been out of the army for so many years, and it's good to hear about you. For Qiao Nan's sake, I didn't bother you less......"

"Cut, what's the trouble? Qiao Nan is very motivated, I don't care about it at all, but it's just a microphone between your father and son. Okay, don't call me Director in the future, just call Lao Fang!"

Qiao Jianjun noticed that he was on the phone, but he nodded involuntarily and lowered his posture to the dust, he despised himself like this. He knew that the military school was not so hard to work hard, so in order to keep his son from being bullied at a critical moment, he licked his face to find his old comrades-in-arms. Lao Fang was in charge of logistics in the army, and now he is the director of the logistics department of the military academy. He is now a leader, maybe he can help Qiao Nan in the future, does Qiao Jianjun dare to be disrespectful?

Thinking of this, he straightened up and said with a wry smile: "I used to be a comrade-in-arms, but now it's different, you are the leader!"

"What leader? I didn't think so. If you are still in the army, now at least the regimental level ......"

"Okay, no ifs, now you are the leader, and I am the little people!" Qiao Jianjun hurriedly interrupted him, teasing as easily as possible.

"Don't call me Director in the future, I listen awkwardly, just call me Lao Fang. ”

"Okay, old man. Qiao Jianjun was also a little more relaxed, and said: "The old rule, don't let Qiao Nan know about the phone call between the two of us." ”

"I know, I still have this bit of proportion. ”

Qiao Jianjun hung up the phone, and his heart was mixed. He looked at the quartz clock, it was almost time to eat, his son should be able to call now, right?

The last time I talked to my son was two or three months ago. Qiao Jianjun didn't bother to flip through the address book, but skillfully pressed his son's phone number, although he didn't have much contact, he was already familiar with this string of numbers.

Unexpectedly, after the phone rang twice, Qiao Nan picked it up. When a low and magnetic "Dad" came into Qiao Jianjun's ears, his anger was hooked.

"Have you eaten?" Qiao Jianjun restrained again and again, and asked without pain.

"Oh, oh, eating. Qiao Nan was more nervous than being caught by the instructor: "Is there something wrong at home?"

"No, you can't call if you're fine?"

......

The conversation between father and son was really embarrassing, Qiao Jianjun didn't know how to speak, and Qiao Nan was even more dazed.

"What about you, have you been tired from training lately?"

"It's okay, it's fine. ”

"Didn't get into trouble at school?"

Qiao Nan is not good at lying, and when his father asked him like this, his heart rose to his throat. He hesitated, and Qiao Jianjun immediately found a loophole: "Did you cause something at school?"

Qiao Nan clutched his mobile phone and said nervously, "It's nothing......"

"Don't lie to me! If you do something wrong, you can tell me clearly!"

As soon as Qiao Jianjun got angry, it was like a lion roaring, Qiao Nan, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, suddenly wilted, so he had to summon truthfully: "After the lights went out, I played a game with my roommates for a few minutes and was caught." ”

"You can't live without the game? If there is a war tomorrow, you will still play games under the covers tonight! Are you waiting to be sent to death? You still defend your family and the country, and you don't even know that the enemy is coming! Why did you go to the military academy at that time? Is it just to play games? You can't control your hands so much? Are you carrying a gun? If not, I'll chop off your hands for you?"

"When others go to the army, they grow up quickly, but what about you? You can't even control yourself to play games? There are so many military competitions, I don't want to come back with a good ranking, and I still have time to do these things! I tell you, next time, you will roll home for me, and don't be embarrassed by the army!"

After Qiao Jianjun finished roaring, he suddenly felt his temples jump suddenly, and the blood pressure on the back of his head rose rubbingly. After scolding, I felt that my words were too heavy. Several old customers had already come to the store, and when they heard him scolding excitedly in the back kitchen, they came over and persuaded: "Qiao Nan is only twenty years old, you are too strict with him, right?"

Qiao Jianjun stared at his red eyes and said strongly: "He is the only boy in the Qiao family, how can he not be strict?"

An uncle said: "Oh, where are you strict, obviously harsh! Qiao Nan was beaten by the two of you when he was a child and took the second place in the exam; you still beat him up when he had a conflict with his classmates; now that he has gone to the army, how boring is that life! He just played a game, and he didn't cause trouble, why are you so angry! Just listen to you yelling there, have you ever heard the child explain?"

Qiao Jianjun's anger slowly subsided, and his soaring blood pressure gradually decreased, he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "You don't know Qiao Nan's temperament, he is a cow, he looks honest on the outside, he has skin in his bones, and he is so stubborn, I don't know who he is with!

In the end, it is the housework of the Qiao family, and outsiders are embarrassed to say anything more. Moreover, when parents educate promising children, no matter what excessive words they say or do to their children, others will take the initiative to stand on their side and sigh a few words of "pity the hearts of parents in the world". The people of Jixiang Road are nothing more than that. Qiao Jianjun wanted to say a few more soft words to his son, but as soon as he got busy, he forgot about it.

For the people of Jixianglu, this is just a fleeting episode, but for Qiao Nan, it is a nightmare that cannot be forgotten. After hanging up the phone, there was nowhere to vent his grievances and anger, and there was a loud "pop", and it turned out that he smashed the mobile phone on the dinner table.

The classmates who were sitting in the same row to eat turned their heads in an instant.

I saw that their squad leader's eyes were red, and he bit his lip and held back his tears.

"It's nothing, you eat slowly!" Qiao Nan had obviously only eaten two bites, but he picked up the plate and sent it to the dining table.

His comrades-in-arms looked at each other, not knowing what was happening.

When he climbed over the high wall yesterday, Qiao Nan's wrist twisted, and he was still wrapped in a thick bandage, and he accidentally touched his leg, and his knee was still bruised. If you get used to being injured, will it not hurt? If you get used to criticism, will you become numb? My father was also a soldier, so he didn't know if he was injured during his training.

Even if it's just a question?

After evening self-study, Qiao Nan led the team back to the dormitory, seized the limited free time, and called people from afar. Hearing the gentle voice on that end, all Qiao Nan's grievances had a source of venting.

"Dongmei, you say-should I contact my family more?I know it's wrong not to call, but every time I call, I ......" Qiao Nan sat in the corner downstairs and threw a stone in frustration.

"Every time you call, you get hurt?"

“...... Well. Isn't that too stingy for a man?"

Xue Dongmei persuaded: "How can you be stingy? People's hearts are flesh and blood, and it is normal for you to feel sad for your parents' words." You're not rebellious, it's already rare. You don't want to contact them, but you can't help but worry about them, and you're distressed about it, right?"

"Hmm. "It's worthy of being my confidant, and I got to the point at once.

"It's easy to solve! You can contact Jolene more and let Jolene be your microphone. Wouldn't it be nice for you to know what's going on at home and avoid listening to your parents?"

Qiao Nan suddenly brightened up - yes, he also has a sister!

How did you forget about this stubble?

But when he thought of Jolene, he had a headache again: "Jolene is a grinding spirit, as long as I say a word to her, she will talk endlessly." Was she mute in her last life? Why did she talk so much in this life?"

"Haha! That depends on who she's talking to. You boys, I only think my sister is very annoying, but I don't know how much my sister depends on you; They want to tell you everything. You're going to be very sad if you snub Jolene like this. ”

Hearing this, Qiao Nan suddenly felt that he was a bit of a bastard, he really ignored all of his sister's enthusiasm - a good brother should not make his sister sad! He sighed and drooped his head suddenly.

The bell rang for the lights out, and Qiao Nan ran upstairs, saying as he walked, "I know, I'll contact Qiao Lin more in the future." ”

"Well, that's obedient!"

Qiao Nan's heart was sweet and asked, "Are you coughing better?"

"It's total, don't worry, you listen, I don't cough a word. ”

"That's good. I hung up ......"

"Don't hang it yet! I've sent you a pair of bracers, and I'll get them in a few days. ”

"Why are you spending money for me? I don't lack it at all, the school has a lot of money. ”

"But I'm not at ease, I bought the best, you must protect yourself and don't get hurt. ”

Qiao Nan looked at his bandaged wrist, and suddenly felt that the cold night was as warm as spring. Even if the whole world ignores him, there is still one person who has always cared about him.

"Dongmei, you wait, I will definitely get the 'Elite Sword' in my hands as a gift for you!