Chapter 755 Hometown Cowardice

I found a motorcycle and cut the price in half with the driver.

Cars near train stations are twice as expensive as those in other places, and occasionally take a detour to rip off passengers.

But Zhuang Zheng is a local, and the driver listened to the accent and didn't dare to mess around.

What's more, he's still a soldier.

It was already past six o'clock in the afternoon, and the lights in the coastal city were just starting to come on, and you could still smell the aroma of food when you walked through the alleys.

When I arrived at the dormitory compound of my father's unit, I solemnly paid the fare and walked inside with a big backpack.

The old security guard on duty at the gate saw a soldier coming and wanted to stop and ask, but he didn't dare.

solemnly took the initiative to greet: "Uncle Liang, on duty?" ”

The security guard Lao Liang looked at it and recognized it as solemn.

"Yo! It's majestic?! He was surprised: "You are discharged from the army?" ”

Shook his head solemnly: "Not yet, come back to visit home." ”

Lao Liang said: "Isn't being a soldier for three years? Now it's been two years, aren't you three years? I remember when you left in December, three years ago, and I remember it was...... Number 9! By the way, it's number 9! ”

Lao Liang's memory is amazing.

Three years ago, he actually remembered.

Of course, it is not surprising to look back solemnly.

Three years ago, I was cheated by my father to serve as a soldier, and I have been reluctant, and when I left, it didn't look like an honorable enlistment, but like a criminal who was escorted to the execution ground.

Lao Liang still remembers this incident vividly.

Thinking of this, solemn was a little embarrassed, so he hurriedly said goodbye.

Walking through the compound of the government dormitory, solemnly look here and there.

This place, all too familiar.

Three years have passed, and everything seems to have changed, and everything seems to have never changed.

Enter the unit door and go up the stairs......

Standing in front of the stainless steel iron door of the house, he solemnly rang the doorbell.

The lights in the corridor were dim, and after a burst of doorbell music, the door was pushed open with a bang, and the room was brightly lit.

"Mom." Solemnly shouted.

Wang Xiaolan froze in place, she couldn't believe her eyes.

The soldier in front of him in the army's winter uniform is actually his own son!

She exclaimed in surprise, and her voice trembled slightly: "It's you...... Younger brother? “

Nodding solemnly and vigorously.

After getting the affirmation, Wang Xiaolan turned her head to the back room and shouted: "Dad, come out quickly, you see who is coming back!" “

The excitement was no less than the loss of something valuable, as if it had suddenly reappeared in front of me.

She retreated to the entrance, looking very excited, a little overwhelmed, grabbing the corners of her pajamas with both hands, and rubbing them on it for a while, her face overflowing with joy, and from time to time she looked back to see if the person she called had come out, as if she was afraid that she would fly away later.

"Wife, are you mistaken!"

From the tone of his voice, Zhuang Zhenguo didn't seem to believe it at all.

"My son is still training in the base on the outskirts of Beijing, and after the training, he will go abroad for training again, how can he come back ...... time"

There was the sound of basic footsteps in the living room, Zhuang Zhenguo pulled his slippers, and the wind appeared behind his wife Wang Xiaolan.

Looking at the solemnity standing at the door, it seemed to confirm whether it was his son who had returned.

After confirming, he suddenly put his hands behind his back, and his tone returned to that rigid parental tone: "Back? ”

With a faint word, and then it seemed that it was not a big deal to come back solemnly, and turned back to the living room.

"Dead old man!" Wang Xiaolan was obviously dissatisfied with her husband's performance.

She took her son's hand, just as she had taken him to kindergarten when she was a child, and pulled solemnity in.

kept urging: "Old man, call Buping and let them come back as a family ......of three."

As soon as he walked into the living room, he saw that Zhuang Zhenguo was already dialing with a microphone.

"Humph!"

Wang Xiaolan glanced at her husband.

obviously misses his son very much, but when his son comes back, he pretends not to care.

Oh man!

Especially those men who have been soldiers!

Pressing the solemnity into the sofa, Wang Xiaolan was already a little overwhelmed with joy, and walked around the living room a few times before saying: "By the way, there are not enough dishes at home, so I need to add vegetables!" ”

turned to Zhuang Zhenguo, who had finished the call: "You, watch your son here, I'll go downstairs to the emperor next door, and come back with some roast duck and barbecued pork ......"

"Buy another white chopping chicken." Zhuang Zhenguo reminded his wife: "This kid likes to eat." ”

Wang Xiaolan saw through her big man, glared at him, and said to Zhuang Zheng: "Son, you wait, Ma will go downstairs to buy you something delicious." ”

Not only Zhuang Zhenguo and his wife were a little messy, but also a little overwhelmed.

I have never tried such treatment before, at that time, solemnly stayed in Zhuang Buping's company all day long, 99% of the dinner was outside with Zhuang Buping to entertain customers, even if there was no entertainment, I would call friends and invite friends, go to restaurants or food stalls to drink, the food at home, I have not tasted it for many years.

Solemnity did not love home before.

He doesn't like Zhuang Zhenguo's rigidity and autocracy, doesn't like his mother's nagging and verbosity, and doesn't like to sit at the dinner table at home to eat, because there are no fox friends and dog friends, and it is not "lively" enough.

At this moment, sitting on the old-fashioned sofa covered with embroidered scarves at home, looking up at the bright fluorescent lamp, looking around, everything is the same as before I left.

Home, it seems, never changes.

"How did you run back? Did you lose the election? Zhuang Zhenguo tried to calm his tone as much as possible.

In his opinion, his son was defeated, so he had time to visit his family.

If selected, shouldn't this go abroad?

Why will you come back?

Looking at his son, who has become darker and thinner, but has become stronger and stronger, and has a lot more mature atmosphere, Zhuang Zhenguo feels that he can no longer talk to his son in an interrogative tone at every turn as before.

If he loses, his son should be in need of comfort.

In terms of educating children and getting along with children, Zhuang Zhenguo, who has experienced a hundred battles, completely belongs to the blind type.

The two children were raised by his wife Wang Xiaolan, and he didn't have much time to take care of them.

On the first day after returning from a job, the first time he lived at home, the first day was not waking up from the bed in the army, and the first time he saw his son carrying a schoolbag and biting bread in his mouth and hurriedly running out of school to school, Zhuang Zhenguo felt very magical at that moment.

It was as if the child had grown up overnight.

Now, he was thinking in his heart, how to comfort and comfort the solemn.

Perhaps, it is also feasible to use the same set of ideological work in the former troops?

Zhuang Zhenguo, who looked at his father Zhuang Zhenguo, who was frowning and thinking about all kinds of things in his mind, also replied in a very calm tone: "Dad, I was selected, the only soldier quota in the whole army, and I was selected." ”

Zhuang Zhenguo was petrified in an instant, and he didn't speak for a long time.

When he was over, he asked again, "What did you say?" ”

Solemnly and calmly repeated: "At the end of the month, I am going to country T, the team has ten days off, let's go home and see, so I will come back." ”