Looking at the new home, Zhang Shidong has a feeling of trance, the popular three-bedroom, floor-to-ceiling windows and large living room, hanging on the sofa in the living room is a magnified photo, a photo of a family of four, the strong and majestic father Zhang Jun, the intellectual temperament of the mother Kong Mei, the uninhibited son Zhang Shidong, and the lovely and sweet daughter Zhang Yiqing.

"Xiaodong, quickly change into shoes."

"Xiaoqing, your brother is smoking, go and take out the ashtray and your father's good cigarettes."

"Xiaodong, come, take a look at your room."

"Whatever your son wants to eat at night, Mom will make it for you."

"Gotta call your dad now, he'll be glad to hear you're back."

Looking at the furnishings in the room as in his own room back then, the colors were all what he once liked, Zhang Shidong blinked quickly and wanted to block the wetness in his eye sockets, in the past six years, he had recalled his parents' disappointed and almost desperate eyes countless times, if he didn't get the gift that belonged to God, would he be able to persevere? Maybe he came back as a deserter a long time ago and continued to disappoint his parents, right?

"Go take a shower, it's weirdly hot, this is a change of clothes, you've grown a lot taller, these are your dad's."

was pushed into the bathroom, listening to the low voice of his mother scolding her sister outside the door to make her more enthusiastic about herself, when the cold water poured down from the sprinkler, Zhang Shidong did not suppress the moisture in his eyes, no wonder they all said, home, is your eternal warm harbor.

Maybe Kong Mei's words played a role, or maybe Zhang Yiqing was a cheerful and lively girl, and soon, Zhang Yiqing's slightly excited shout came from outside: "Brother, 4S, you are really willing to do it to yourself, buy such an expensive mobile phone, hey, you didn't download any entertainment functions, you are too wasteful." ”

Drying his body with a towel, the household water is not cool enough, looking at the short-sleeved pajamas prepared by his mother, Zhang Shidong shook his head, put on his long-sleeved T-shirt and army green pants again, and used the mop in the bathroom to clean up the traces left by himself after taking a bath.

Pushing open the bathroom door, a tough face that has never been erased from memory appeared at the door, and a police uniform was so straight.

"Dad!"

"Hey, Xiaodong is back, it's good, it's black, it's strong, this hair is good, it's clean, it's like a soldier, it's good!" Zhang Jun handed the vegetables and fruits he was carrying to Kong Mei, looked his son up and down, and said six good words in a row, in Zhang Shidong's memory, his father's praise for himself from childhood to adulthood was not as heavy as these six good words.

Father's love is very light, father's love is very heavy.

"This time I'm back, it's a vacation?" Sitting on the sofa, seeing Zhang Shidong subconsciously touching the cigarette, Zhang Jun was stunned for a moment, and then took the initiative to take out a box of hibiscus from under the coffee table, and took out one and handed it to his son.

Zhang Shidong preemptively lit his father with a lighter, this is the first time, the father handed his son a cigarette, and the son lit a cigarette for his father, and it was one of the few two fathers and sons to sit together calmly.

"I'm discharged from the army, and I won't leave when I come back this time."

"Oh, it's good to be discharged from the army, six years of military service for the country, good!" Putting vegetables and fruits in the kitchen on the side, Kong Mei saw that her son was still wearing the clothes he wore when he came back, and said with concern: "What, your father's clothes don't fit?" Deal with the dress first, buy it for you in a while, why are you still wearing long sleeves on a hot day, how hot, come, change it down, Mom will wash it for you. ”

Kong Mei said and went to pull Zhang Shidong's clothes, and when he returned home, he had no defense against his relatives, his sleeves were pulled up a little distance, and a small scar on his wrist was taken into Zhang Jun's eyes.

"Mom, no need, I have clothes."

Kong Mei still wanted to insist on being stopped by her husband with his eyes, so she had to go to the bathroom to take out the pajamas that were ready for haode and wanted to clean up the floor, and she was stunned for a moment when she saw the clean and tidy bathroom, and smiled knowingly.

Zhang Jun was born as a soldier and also served as a scout, and asked with a sharp look in his eyes and a hint of excitement: "Penetration?" ”

Zhang Shidong nodded: "XM8, only scratch a little skin." ”

Zhang Jun: "Foreign troops? ”

Zhang Shidong gave a thumbs up and praised his father's professional judgment after many years of leaving the army.

Zhang Jun hahadaxiao patted his son on the shoulder: "Okay, good, good, Xiaomei, make a few dishes that my son likes to eat, I want to have a few drinks with my son to celebrate my son's return from serving the country." Obviously, Zhang Jun thought crookedly, thinking that his son was injured and discharged from the army, and a faint sadness appeared in his eyes, and after this sadness, he felt guilty buried deep in his heart.

Zhang Yiqing, who was fiddling with his iPhone on the side, vaguely heard the conversation between his father and brother, and leaned over and asked, "Dad, what foreign army?" ”

Zhang Jun waved his hand: "Go, what does the little fart girl know, look at what you look like here, learn more from your brother." ”

Zhang Yiqing rolled her eyes, ignored her father's reprimand, shook the mobile phone in her hand, her parents said that her brother was good, and the little separation in her heart disappeared, and she said to Zhang Shidong with a little coquettishness: "Brother, you don't know how to use it, how about changing it to me, look at the phone number in your mobile phone without a text message, my mother said that I bought it for me when I went to college, and now it doesn't count." ”

Zhang Shidong took the sack he was carrying, opened it and took out a delicate box from it: "I thought you would like this 5 that is not on the market." ”

"Ahh Zhang Yiqing casually threw Zhang Shidong's mobile phone to him, snatched the box and took out a more delicate mobile phone, and fiddled with it happily: "Wow, it's so versatile, it's impossible, how did you get it before it was listed, no, the memory is not right......"

Zhang Shidong continued to take out something from the dilapidated sack, and raised his hand at his mother, who was busy in the kitchen and looked at him from time to time: "Mom, this is a gift for you." ”

A professional women's dress that has no brand but looks dignified, Kong Mei can't care about cooking, so she changes it out in the room to show it to the family, it fits very well, it is very comfortable, Zhang Yiqing, who is busy fiddling with the new 'toy', did not come, otherwise she will definitely slander Zhang Shidong for bringing clothes without a brand to her mother, but I don't know that this dress is hand-cut by the most expensive private dressmaker in the United Kingdom, and it is not something that can be measured by money.

Originally, Zhang Shidong thought that the gift he gave to his father would not be effective, but seeing that he could accurately judge it with only a gunshot wound left by a broken skin, he could also be clear about the value of this gift.

A palm-sized box was handed to Zhang Jun: "Dad." ”

Zhang Jun opened the box and looked at more than a dozen military merit medals of different sizes, he only recognized two of them, the personal special merit military merit medal and the first-class merit military merit medal, his excited eyes were moist, and the pressure on his work in the past few days suddenly dissipated. It is almost impossible for a personal special merit to be awarded in peacetime, Zhang Jun is still clear about this, and the more this is the case, the more excited he is in his heart.

Zhang Shidong watched his father spin around on the ground, muttering for a while to put it in the display cabinet in the living room, and muttering to put it on the bedside for a while, completely without the majestic state in his memory, looking closely, it has been six years, and his father's sideburns, who are less than fifty years old, already have gray hair, and he can't bear to disturb his excitement, so he took out an old-fashioned nylon rope bag from the sack, put a few bottles of wine and a few cigarettes on the coffee table, and took out a worn-out military briefcase and put it on the coffee table, and took out the contents and placed them on the coffee table in turn, Got up and walked into the open kitchen to take over my mother's chopping work.

Family, Zhang Jun is still struggling with how to place these honors that are happier than he gets, Kong Mei went to the room to exchange her son's gift, and Zhang Yiqing was entangled in the powerful performance of this machine that has not yet been listed in China.

"Xiaodong, you do it quickly, I don't need you." As soon as Kong Mei walked out of the room, she saw her son busy in the kitchen, and hurriedly ran over, and when she saw her son's knifework comparable to a machine, the rest of the words were not spoken.

"I'll do it, Mom."

Kong Mei's eyes were moist and she nodded: "Hey, then mom will try her son's craftsmanship today." ”

"Wow, Mom and Dad, come and see, it's a lot of money."

Zhang Yiqing, who was fiddling with his mobile phone on the sofa, saw the passbook that Zhang Shidong took out, opened it and saw the powerful seven digits, and shouted in a panic.

"Ten hundred, thousand, one hundred thousand, six hundred thousand, I'm dizzy, dizzy." Zhang Yiqing was lying on the sofa exaggeratedly, looking like I had fainted.

Kong Mei frowned and looked at her son, worried that her son had done something illegal, the conversation between father and son was simple before, and the actual meaning was only clear to father and son, where did the mother and daughter understand what XM8 meant.

Zhang Shidong turned his head casually: "My allowance and discharge pay." ”

Kong Mei frowned, her face turned cold, and she just wanted to reprimand her son for lying, what kind of soldier can have so much money in six years? Zhang Jun is the calmest, a soldier who can fight against foreign armies on behalf of the country and bravely wounded and has won countless honors, six years, although this money is a little more, but it is still within Zhang Jun's acceptable range: "Okay, what do you know, son, can you find out the source of this money?" ”

Zhang Jun's only worry is that the money cannot be explained clearly or is difficult to explain, he is a police officer, his wife is a doctor, and he is worried about being talked about.

Zhang Shidong nodded, fortunately he didn't take out another 'salary card' that only a very few people and a very few departments knew, otherwise he wouldn't frighten them.

"Mom and Dad, Xiaoqing, there are three pieces of jade in that bag, which are really good things, you always carry them, and the effect of clear eyes and clear brains is still there."