When Su Yan rushed home, Su Jun had already packed his luggage and was eating on the kang table.

Liu Guilan and Su Changgui accompanied him at the kang table, while instructing their son to eat more.

Liu Guilan's eyes were red and swollen, and she estimated that she had already cried once.

Su Yan can fully understand the mood of his parents, the eldest brother Su Jun is in the army this time, and it may be a year before he sees him again.

On the other hand, his parents are worried about whether he will be sent to the battlefield again, in fact, in their hearts, they don't want him to go to the battlefield again, the cannonball has no eyes, what if there is a case?

When parents only want their children to be safe and healthy, it really doesn't matter if they are not heroes.

But these words, Su Changgui and Liu Guilan tacitly did not talk to the Soviet army, although they have no culture, but they also know the truth of military orders, if the leader sends them to the front line, the soldiers can only rush forward, and it is the responsibility and obligation of these hot-blooded sons and daughters to protect their families and defend the country.

"Brother, have you packed up your things?" Su Yan also sat down on the edge of the kang table and asked.

"It's all in order. Su Jun smiled, pushed the plate of dumplings in front of him to Su Yan, and said, "The dumplings made by my mother are very delicious, Yan Yan, you can also pad your stomach, eat breakfast early, you should be hungry now, right?"

Liu Guilan wiped the corners of her eyes indiscriminately and said, "There are still in the pot, Yan Yan, you can eat it while it's hot, and my mother will serve it to you." ”

"Mother, leave a plate for Fangfang, she will come back from school in a while, these are enough for me to eat!"

Su Yan picked up the chopsticks, put one in his mouth and chewed it, and said to Su Changgui: "Dad, I'll go with my eldest brother for a while, and I'll go to the county supply and marketing cooperatives to see if there are any electric irons for sale." ”

"You bought that thing, Gaha?" asked Su Changgui puzzled.

"For ironing clothes. Su Yan replied.

Su Changgui didn't understand the things in the garment workshop, he knew that Su Yan would not spend money to buy unrealistic things, so he nodded and went with her.

"Brother, let's ride a bicycle in a while, I'll carry you!" As Su Yan spoke, the three dumplings fell into their stomachs.

"Come on, your little body, it's better for my brother to carry you!" Su Jun smiled.

Su Yan grinned, and asked Su Jun if he still had money on him, she took out fifty yuan from her pocket and handed it over, "Brother, use it first, when I ship two thousand pieces of clothes, our family will have money, and I will mail it to you then!"

Su Yan still owes her eldest brother Su Jun a fold, and she thinks that when the order is completed, she will deposit the money back into her eldest brother's account with interest.

The eldest brother is following Zhang Xuejing to deal with the object, how can he not spend money on this matter?

Watching a movie, having a meal, going to the mall and drinking tea, all of this requires funds, and she can't make AA or let the woman pay directly, right?

"You put it away, brother doesn't need it, brother eats and drinks everything in the army, there is no place to spend money, didn't you just receive a deposit of half of Zhao Gang's payment for that order?

It costs money to buy cloth and materials, and you have to pay wages to workers, which all have to use money, how can my brother ask you for money to spend again, and if you don't go, you have to drown in the stars. "The Soviets refused to take the money.

Su Yan was also stubborn, she didn't give more, so she took fifty yuan, and forced it, plus Su Changgui and Liu Guilan also felt sorry for their son and asked him to accept the money, so Su Jun blushed and hid the money in his trouser pocket.

"Daddy, Yan Yan, this time I can't go without news for a whole year, when I get to the army, I'll send a telegram at home, and we'll keep communicating later," the Soviet army said.

"Then dare to be kind, the telegram is expensive, you can just write a letter to your home. Liu Guilan said happily.