From the moment he received the university admission letter, Cheng Ziming knew that there would be such a day when he would take off his military rank, take off his military uniform, change his identity, and return to an ordinary life. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Before handing in the report, Zhu Bibo asked him, have you really thought it through?

Cheng Ziming nodded, really, at the age of forty, his physical fitness began to decline, this is an indisputable fact. If you are in an ordinary unit, you can be a good and wandering regiment leader, and you will be promoted again in a few years, it is indeed decent enough. But what's the point? When I came here, I didn't intend to live a leisurely life.

Zhu Bibo understands very well that the golden age has passed, and it cannot be compared with those young men in their twenties or thirties, in such a unit, they are like old men at this age, retreating to the second or even third line. This kind of life that is more inclined to management and administration has never been what Ming Tsai is pursuing, he is a person who is good at breaking the usual thinking, and is more suitable to make wonderful commands with his keen judgment on the rapidly changing battlefield. After an hour of long talking, he just patted him on the shoulder, smiled and said, That's fine, go back, accompany your daughter-in-law, she has been waiting for you for ten years.

is different from Zhu Bibo, who was born in the countryside, when he joined the army, Cheng Ziming was a young man with a deep family background, if everyone knew his family background, it would not be too much to call him a son-in-law. He doesn't have to worry about how much money he earns every day to buy a house in the city, he doesn't have to worry about getting to the right age, because he can't find a girlfriend because the conditions are not good, and he doesn't need to suppress his hobbies in order to earn money. Similarly, when he enters the army, he doesn't have to worry that someone will stumble on him, and he doesn't need to be false and wronged for a certain place or reward, even if he tries to hide his family background, people with thoughts and ways like Zhu Bibo can naturally figure it out. Zhu Bibo envied him very much, because he joined the army without distractions, only interests, so he always had twelve points of enthusiasm for work, worked hard to learn new subjects, exercised and grew in the intensive training again and again, and finally came here, this is known as one of the peak training camps of the Chinese Army, and then shined.

Now he feels that he is complete, and at the best age, he has done what he thinks is the most right, so he chooses to leave when it is no longer suitable.

This time Cheng Ziming changed jobs, Chen Zheng actually didn't agree. After all, it is a soldier brought out single-handedly, good enough to use, and it is not snatched away, but he wants to go home. In Chen Zheng's view, Cheng Ziming belongs to the kind of people who don't have any worries, and his mind is pure and only for the army, so he can continue to stay here without worrying about no better position.

But Zhu Bibo said, Chen Tou, he has already decided, and Commander Cheng has not interfered, so you can let him be.

Tong Nuo talked about changing jobs, and Cheng Ziming planned to listen to her opinion. Who knew that she was still so calm, and replied directly, this is your job, you make your own decisions. If you want to come back, I'm always welcome, even if you can't find a job for a while, I'll support you. If you don't want to come back so much, then you can continue, anyway, Siyi is in elementary school, so it's easy to bring.

It seems that he doesn't want him to go home at all, it seems that he doesn't exist or not, and the home can function normally.

I really don't know whether to be happy or sad.

On the day he left, the heavy clouds covered the sky with a pile of ash, and the brothers who knew him well all the way to the gate. Zhang Zhe has been transferred away two years ago, Li Dongshi is currently the commander of the second battalion, Kang Mingzhi transferred back to his hometown three years ago, Yuhang became the commander of the first company, Qin Wendong and Liu Yanzhao, the younger group, are all in the right age, and they will continue to dedicate everything here.

Cheng Ziming saluted them and thanked everyone for their companionship and encouragement along the way.

Everyone saluted Cheng Ziming and wished the old battalion commander all the best in the future.

In the past, he mentioned that he didn't say hello every time he went home, and he was ridiculed by Zhang Zhe, in life, there are never some surprises. Haven't you heard of it? My husband told my wife that I would be home the night after tomorrow. Then my husband must go back the night after tomorrow, not tomorrow afternoon or the afternoon after tomorrow, because people have to talk about credit! If you see something you shouldn't see, you can't get by?!

Cheng Ziming stared at him and didn't speak.

Oh, Brother Ming, I know that my sister-in-law is not that kind of person, but let me tell you, people must be trustworthy, otherwise surprises will really turn into fright.

When he entered the house, he actually recalled Zhang Zhe's previous persuasion. This time, he didn't say hello at all, and came back directly, back to the home where he couldn't live for a month a year. At two o'clock in the afternoon, a breeze blows, the curtains are pulled, and the projection on the side of the window begins to change. As before, there are photos everywhere in the house, his solo photos, and the few group photos of the three of them, all of which tell the warmth of this home. On weekdays, there is no one at home. It was still early, Cheng Ziming began to silently sort out the suitcase, and when he put the clothes in the wardrobe, he saw the clothes and pants that were not very neat on the side of the cabinet, and he straightened them up. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that all the clothes were in a mess, so he had to do it and rearrange the entire wardrobe.

The quilt on the bed is crooked, not as neat as the one in Siyi's room, thinking of Yinuo's lazy and anxious temperament, it would be good to be able to take the time to make the quilt into a ball, he couldn't help but smile and shake his head, and make the bed again.

I called my mother-in-law and asked about my son's school time, and he apologized in a low voice, Mom, don't tell Yinuo that I'm back today, I'll pick up Siyi and cook by the way.

After hanging up the phone, Deng Qing didn't understand what was wrong with his son-in-law, if he was on vacation, his interest would be extremely high, and he would never be like this, and he was listless when he spoke. It can't be a quarrel between the two of them, right? Deng Qing looked at Zhou Maolin worriedly.

What is noisy, what is there to be noisy, I can't see each other a few times a year, it's not good to do something at that time, my girl is not so boring. Zhou Maolin said.

Nowadays, the primary school is really early, and the school gate is opened at half past three, and the children are allowed to go out into the wilderness, so it is no wonder that all kinds of cram schools are flooded. Cheng Ziming stood at the school gate, his eyes swept over every little boy who came out. I haven't seen my son for half a year, I don't know if he will still be like when he was a child, he asked blankly, uncle, who are you looking for?

"Cheng Siyi!" Cheng Ziming waved his hand to his son.

The little guy turned his head, looked up and saw that it was him, trotted over, and pounced in front of him, "Daddy! You're back! ”

Tugging his son's soft little face, and rubbing his head again, Cheng Ziming took his hand, "Well, do you want me?" ”

"Yes!" Cheng Siyi, who was surprised, did not forget to take out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and began to dial, "I told my mother that she misses you too." ”

Cheng Ziming snatched the phone, "Don't tell your mother yet, she doesn't know that I'm coming back today." ”

"I know," Cheng Siyi immediately covered his mouth and smiled, "You want to surprise her again?" ”

Cheng Ziming generously admitted, stopped a taxi, and took his son to buy groceries first.

After arriving home, Cheng Ziming carried the bag into the kitchen, he hadn't cooked seriously for a long time, and he had to act neatly, otherwise Yinuo wouldn't be able to eat when he came back from work.

Cheng Siyi took a glass of water and put it on the desk. Cheng Ziming smiled at him, "You drink it yourself." ”

"I poured a cup," Xiao Siyi nodded, looking up at his father, "Do you want me to help?" ”

"No, you go and do your homework, and when you're done with your homework, you can watch TV." Cheng Ziming lowered his head and talked to his son while choosing vegetables.

Cheng Siyi nodded again, took a water cup and schoolbag as he walked through the living room, and entered the bedroom.

After opening the refrigerator, Cheng Ziming found that there was indeed melted beef. Yinuo told him that every morning she would explain in advance what she needed to prepare for dinner that day, and remind her son to come back to steam the rice first and prepare the dishes that should be prepared. Pity such a young child, who comes back from school not only has to do homework, but also has to take care of the family like a man.

However, he is very relieved that his son has been educated well by Yinuo, polite, sensible and generous.

At five forty, Zhou Nuo entered the door, and according to the usual practice, he changed his shoes and shouted twice first.

The son poked his head out of the room, and his voice couldn't hide his excitement, "Mom, are you back?" ”

"Who's in the house?" On Monday, Nuo saw an extra pair of men's leather shoes.

Cheng Xiaoxiao tried to hold his face, nodded, closed the door and continued to do his homework.

Zhou Zhou Nuo instantly realized that the child's father had returned.

Walked to the kitchen, and sure enough, it was him. I'm frying with my sleeves rolled up and my uncoordinated apron. Hearing the footsteps, he turned his head and smiled at her, the range hood was too loud, and he couldn't help but increase the volume, "Back?" Take a break and the meal will be ready in no time. ”

Taking two steps forward, Zhou Zhou Nuo directly hugged his waist, put his face on his back, and unconsciously pursed his mouth, "When did you come back?" ”

"Huh? What did you say? Cheng Ziming couldn't hear the muttering behind him.

"It's nothing, just come back." Zhou Zhou Nuo held him and didn't let go, he took the pot and transferred the dishes to the plate, and she kept moving. It wasn't until Cheng Ziming finished serving the rice and tidying up the stove that she came out with her.

"Every time it's like this, I'm not prepared at all, and I'm not afraid that I'll raise a little white face at home." His hand was held by him, and Zhou Zhou Nuo squinted at him.

Cheng Ziming didn't speak, smiled and hugged his wife, and kissed her directly on the lips. From tapping to biting, from soothing to eager, he has always left her, she has always tolerated him, and the long-standing thoughts and guilt are intertwined in his chest, so that he hates to tear her into his belly immediately.

"Ahh With Cheng Siyi's exclamation, his door was closed instantly.

With a red face and patted Cheng Ziming's chest, glaring at him fiercely, Zhou Zhou Nuo walked over and knocked on the door, "Siyi, what's wrong?" ”

"Nothing, I'm not hungry." Cheng Siyi leaned against the door, holding his little face and smiling.

"Alright, let's come out to dinner and try your dad's handiwork." Zhou Zhou knocked twice on the door and turned to leave.

After eating, it was difficult for a family of three to go out for a walk. Cheng Ziming took his son's hand and smiled earnestly, "Is Dad's cooking delicious?" ”

"It's okay," Cheng Siyi frowned, feeling that this answer was a bit against his will, so he smashed his mouth and added, "But it's really not as delicious as my mother's cooking." ”

Seeing his father's hurt expression on his face, Cheng Siyi was a little unbearable, so he comforted him, "It's okay, as long as it's my father's cooking, I love to eat it." ”

Cheng Ziming's face was instantly sprinkled with sunshine, and in the future, he must cook more for his son, play ball with him, and play with him. In the past eight years, I really owe him too much.

According to Cheng Ziming's own explanation, because his physical fitness could not keep up, and he was unwilling to do a second-line job, he changed jobs, and there was really no other reason.

Zhou Nuo was puzzled, where are you not doing well? The old lady is about to be killed by you.

Kissing the corner of her lips, Cheng Ziming pressed against her cheek, how to say, this matter was originally my career, so I hope it will always stay in my best state, and now, if I do anything else, it's just work.

It took a long time for Cheng Siyi to accept the fact that "Dad is no longer a PLA". Dad rarely leaves home, and every day he goes to and from work like his mother, comes home to cook, and his skills are getting better and better. In the evening, Dad will tutor him in his homework, the topics are much more direct than Mom's, and he will go out with him on weekends, and all the shooting events in the playground and game hall are not things that Dad can't do. He thought about it, and it seemed that his life was much better now than before.

When Dad came back, he had an extra sister. It's so small and so soft, and he can't call his brother.

Dad named her Cheng Nianyi. It's a nice name, but why does my mother pat my father's ass again, saying that he is not serious and oily?

You adults, it's just too complicated.

Cheng Siyi bit the cap of his pen, listened to his sister's cry in the living room, and sighed softly.